Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 1 Taoist Fengyushan Temple

At You hour, the sun comes in.

It was getting late, and the setting sun was setting in the west, leaving only a faint streak of yellow on the horizon.

The Qingping Mountains that stretch thousands and thousands of miles across are gradually entering dusk, and the mountains and forests are getting darker and darker. Birds are singing sparsely, insects are gradually fading, and the entire mountain seems to have entered silence with the sunset.

At the time of Xu, the entire Qingping Mountain was completely shrouded in night. Looking from a distance, all we could see was black, like a giant beast crouching here.

As the dark clouds gathered, the night wind suddenly rose, the cold wind howled, and there were thunder and lightning in the mountains and forests. However, after a while, it rained heavily.

In the Qingping Mountain shrouded in night rain and wind and clouds, there seemed to be only a glimmer of light flickering in the mountain temple on the mountainside.

At this time, a young Taoist held an oil-paper umbrella and looked at the mountain temple from a distance, whispering to himself: "That creature must be here."

The Taoist's surname is Jiang and his given name is Yuan Chen. He is a new inner disciple of the Penglai Taoist Sect. After completing the foundation building, he went down the mountain to practice in accordance with the sect's rules.

Dao Sect's foundation disciples all need to practice outside and can only return to the sect after opening the Purple Mansion.

Jiang Sheng traveled here and discovered that Qingping Mountain hid mysteries. It was considered a blessed place, and there were even creatures in the mountain that had some opportunities.

This is undoubtedly a benefit from heaven, and Jiang Sheng does not want to miss it.

At this time, in the mountain temple, the flames licked the firewood and made a crackling sound, and wisps of green smoke immediately went up and hovered on the roof of the mountain temple.

In the mountain temple in the rain this night, the two groups were silent around a bonfire.

In the corner on the left is a pair of grandfather and grandson. The grandfather and grandson are sitting cross-legged on a pile of yellow weeds, oblivious to the strong wind and rain outside and the dilapidated environment. The old man is holding two pancakes on the fire. While it was baking, the little grandson was staring at the dough.

In the corner on the right were five young men. They squatted on the ground and stretched out their hands to warm themselves by the fire. From time to time, someone yawned and took out a wine bottle from his waist to take a sip. Then he smashed his mouth and continued to stare at the bonfire.

The two groups were each doing their own thing, and no one disturbed the other. Although they were silent, there was still a tacit understanding.

At this moment, the door of the mountain temple was pushed open with a creak. The two groups looked together and saw a young Taoist priest holding an oil-paper umbrella.

The young and strong group was obviously relieved and continued to cheer up and drink. The old man also continued to bake cakes, but the little grandson was very curious about Jiang Sheng's sudden appearance.

"It's raining suddenly, and there's nowhere to go at night, so I can only make a fuss." Jiang Sheng bowed apologetically.

"Taoist Priest is joking. This mountain temple has no owner. We are here to take shelter from the rain, so why bother? Taoist Priest, please do so." The old man smiled.

Jiang Sheng noticed that when the old man said that the mountain temple had no owner, the young and strong people looked a little strange.

Ignoring the young men, Jiang Sheng walked to the grandfather and grandson and said, "Old man, can you lend me a piece of firewood?"

The old man knew that Jiang Sheng was trying to warm himself by the fire, so he smiled and said, "Taoist Master, if you don't mind, just warm yourself by the fire with us."

"The poor Taoist is causing trouble."

After seeing Jiang Sheng sitting down, the old man kept saying, "Why did the Taoist go to the mountain late at night? Qingping Mountain is not very peaceful at night."

Jiang Sheng explained: "The original intention of Pindao's journey here was to climb mountains to find a living soul. He never thought that the night rain would block his way."

The old man was very curious: "Oh? Looking for a living creature? The Taoist priest doesn't know. This Qingping Mountain is huge, and there are especially many venomous snakes and beasts. If the traces of the creatures that the Taoist priest is looking for are rare, it will be very dangerous if you accidentally encounter some mountain wolves and venomous snakes. Ah." "If that creature is very important to the Taoist Priest, it would be best to ask a local hunter to guide the Taoist Priest. It will provide extra safety."

Jiang Sheng did not answer the old man's words. He looked at the wind and rain outside the mountain temple and suddenly said: "Old man, you'd better take your grandson to leave first. This mountain temple is not a peaceful place."

After hearing this, the old man shook his head repeatedly: "It's raining and windy outside, and it's very cold and wet. Moreover, the mountain road is slippery at night and is not safe. This mountain temple is a shelter from the wind and rain after all. How can we leave?" "

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "Old man, listen to Pindao's advice and it's best to leave now."

The little grandson looked at Jiang Sheng with doubts on his face, and the old man was even more puzzled: "I said to this Taoist priest, I kindly invited you to come and warm yourself by the fire, but you instead advised us to go out to get wet in the rain. What's the point of this? "

Jiang Sheng sighed, but before he could continue to explain, one of the five young men suddenly said: "Hey, you are a Taoist priest, why do you say that this mountain temple is not a place of peace?"

Jiang Sheng sighed softly and looked at the young men with a faint look: "Qingping Town is under Qingping Mountain. It is difficult to have peace in Qingping Town. In these days, several houses in Qingping Town have hung up white banners one after another. It is difficult to have peace at the foot of the mountain. It’s even harder to find peace in this mountain.”

"Taoist Priest, did you discover something?" No matter how slow the old man was, he knew that something was wrong.

This young Taoist priest seems to be facing off against those five young men!
Jiang Sheng nodded slightly: "Pindao discovered that the innocent souls are crying in this mountain temple; Pindao also discovered that evil spirits are causing trouble in this mountain temple."

"Taoist! What you said is so evil. Where are the evil spirits? Where are the innocent souls?!" Someone among the young men shouted angrily, looking as if Jiang Sheng couldn't tell a thing and was about to come forward. Just hitting people.

Jiang Sheng's eyes swept across the five young men and the pair of grandfather and grandson from left to right, and then looked at the broken mountain god statue in front of him: "The wronged soul is confused and does not know that he is dead, and the evil spirit that is causing trouble , right in front of you and me."

As Jiang Sheng finished speaking, there was a sudden silence in the mountain temple.

Jiang Sheng looked at the five young men with suddenly dull faces and shouted softly: "Still not awake yet?!"

This soft shout carried the power of a spell, and the five young men suddenly staggered around, holding their heads tightly and wailing in pain.

"Ahhh! Who am I? I am Wang Da! I am Wang Da! I was eaten by a tiger!"

"There are tigers! There are tigers!"

"Help, don't eat me, don't eat me, help!"

A shrill wail resounded in the mountain temple, and the five young men turned into ghosts at some point, repeating the scene when they were devoured by tigers.

Seeing this scene, the grandfather and grandson were so frightened that they backed away repeatedly and did not stop until they reached the corner.

They never expected that they would encounter such a terrifying scene just to take shelter from the rain!
Thinking of Jiang Sheng's words to persuade them to leave, the old man regretted holding his little grandson tightly. If he had known that this mountain temple was so scary, he would have left with his little grandson even if it rained heavily at night and the mountain road was slippery. !
Suddenly there was another burst of crying and howling sounds from resentful ghosts!

The five staggering ghosts with pained faces suddenly stood up. At this time, their faces were dull and their expressions were sinister. Their bodies gradually became illusory, but in the blink of an eye, they were filled with ghostly energy.

Ghost!

People who are devoured by tigers will also be controlled by the evil tiger after death and become the tiger's ghost servants, called slaves.

"Taoist, do you know that you spoiled the mountain god's banquet?"

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