Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 71, The Sutra of Saving People
An ancient book that looks a bit shabby, but when it appears in the hand, there is a refreshing scent of books, which is very pleasant.

On the cover of the book is written in small seal script "Lingbao Wuquanren Top Grade Wonderful Sutra".

"Lingbao has no measure to save people, the top-grade wonderful scripture. Is this the "Journal of Saving People"?" Li Yun recalled. Habitat Notes.

"This is the original of the "Saving People Sutra". It was written by Lingbao Tianzun, the supreme sage of the Qing Dynasty, Taishang Daojun. It is used to preach to the world. Strict rituals must be followed before recitation." The system said lightly.

It was only then that Li Yun suddenly realized that this "Saving the Human Sutra" was written by one of the Three Purities, Lingbao Tianzun. No wonder there is no original author, only the annotations of Taoist masters.

At this time, Li Yun really wanted to read this scripture. As a Taoist priest, it is definitely a great blessing to be able to recite the original version of the Taoist classics. Even in modern Taoist temples, recitation of this kind of classics must follow a strict process, not to mention that this is the original scripture of saving people.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

Li Yunzhen put the Durenjing on the bedside, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower, change clothes, and burn incense.Kneel facing east, and sit on the incense table facing east.

Recite the Eight Great Mantras.

Recite the Sanqing Baogao.

After burning the incense, continue the incense, and sit cross-legged facing east.

After the preliminary ceremony was completed, the old cover was automatically opened, and the text inside made people feel a little dizzy at a glance.

"call"

Li Yun took a deep breath, with a serious expression on his face, and began to recite scriptures.

"In the past, in the blue sky at the beginning of the beginning, singing in the blue sky, and the great floating Li land. Being saved by the Yuanshi, the immeasurable top grade, the Yuanshi Tianzun, should be said to be the scriptures. Go back ten times in a week, and call the ten directions, and then you should be seated. Innocent God, Shang Sheng Gaozun, Miaoxing Daoist, there are countless people without martingale, and they come by air."

Every time a section is recited, a section of the handwriting on this mantra will disappear.

Every time a page is recited, this ancient scripture will automatically turn the page.

The colorful golden light flourished, and the white mist gushed out from the scriptures, covering the entire Taoist temple.

For a time, the Sanqing Temple was like a fairyland on earth.

At the same time, two Taoist priests in blue Taoist robes were climbing the Elephant Head Mountain and walking towards the Sanqing Temple.

"Xuanhui, you...wait for me, this mountain road is difficult, if you walk so fast, you will exhaust me, the fat Taoist." One of the fat Taoist priests, who was sweating profusely, panted.

"Supreme God, Xuanshan, you usually lack exercise, but now you can lose weight by climbing mountains, maybe there will be girls who will fall in love with you blindly in the future, if you continue like this, I'm afraid there will be no blind ones left. "The Taoist priest known as Xuan Hui said with a look of contempt.

"But you... can't walk so fast, slow down, slow down, okay, you know my figure, ha ha." Xuan Shan couldn't hold on any longer, and sat down on the yellow stone with his buttocks all over his face. The color of contentment.

Only a tired person knows that sometimes a place of rest can make a person so happy that he ascends to heaven.

"Hey, the master must have jumped up from the grave to force you to punch you twice when he saw you as a slob." Xuan Hui rolled his eyes at Xuan Shan, and found a seat to sit down as well.

"Don't talk about it, this place is really too high. Our Taoist temples in Luofu Mountain are all at the foot of the mountain, but his Sanqing Temple is actually built on the middle of the mountain. What kind of big-tailed wolf is it?" Xuan Shan Complained, and at the same time took out the cattail fan that he carried with him and started to fan the wind.

Xuan Hui took out his water bag, took a sip of water, and said, "This Taoist temple in the remote mountain is quiet and deep. Actually, I quite like it. It's much better than our place. There are tourists everywhere, and they chatter and buzz non-stop every day. When I wake up in the morning and brush my teeth, there are fangirls and boyfriends taking selfies on the side of the road, it's a shame."

"If we don't have tourists there, what do we eat and what do we use to promote Taoism? Now that Taoism is declining, what can we do? In order to promote Taoism, we should be patient." Xuan Shan said, jokingly, now he can eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day Isn't it thanks to the tourists? If there are no tourists, the fat Taoist priest will become a skinny Taoist priest.

Xuan Hui shook his head, and didn't intend to argue with him about these things.

"It is not necessary to use this method to promote the Taoism. For example, there are urban legends about the Sanqing Temple. It is said that praying for gods here is very effective, and it has also made many people believe in the Taoism. Isn't this promoting my Taoism? ?”

"Hey, isn't this the reason why my uncle asked us to come, please invite the master of the Sanqing Temple to our Luofu Mountain to participate in our [Sanhui Day], and exchange ideas with this priest by the way. "Xuan Shan said.

Xuan Hui nodded to show that he understood that the Sanhui Day is a traditional program of Taoism. In the past, it was a day for the three officials to assess the merits and demerits of the Taoists. It was initiated by Zhengyi in the early days, and now it has become a day for discussing Taoism and exchanging experiences.

Today, it was Luofu Mountain who heard that this little-known Taoist temple seemed to have spread a little reputation, so it was invited to discuss Taoism.

On these three days, all surrounding Taoist temples, large and small, are within the scope of invitation.

"Let's go, Fat Daoist, I've finished my rest, and I'm another good guy hahaha! Let's go, let's go to this old temple deep in the mountains for a while." Xuan Shan stood up, patting the dust on his buttocks.

Xuan Hui stood up, and the two continued to move forward.

Not long after walking by, Xuan Hui noticed something was wrong, and asked in confusion: "It's strange, why is there a white fog here and why are the birds singing so long?"

The mountain is covered with white mist, kingfishers sing together, and white cranes fly by from time to time, which makes people feel like a fairyland.

"What's going on here? It's already noon. Where did the white mist come from? And the scene of hundreds of beasts rushing away is really amazing." Xuan Hui was a little confused. It was really surprising, and the scene of kingfishers chirping and white cranes flying all surprised him.

Xuan Shan also felt a little strange, but he didn't take it to heart, he just said casually: "It's just a coincidence, it should be a climate problem or something."

Xuan Hui gave Xuan Shan a blank look, where is the climate problem in the summer.

Soon the two came to the halfway up the mountain, only a few dozen steps away from Sanqing Temple, and they could faintly hear the sound of chanting Taoism scriptures.

"Is this the Sutra of Saving People? Is the Master reciting the Sutra of Saving People?" Xuan Hui muttered.

Then he saw a shocking scene in front of him.

"What the hell is this?"

The birds and beasts in the mountains gathered together, and the white cranes circled and twittered.

Hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and creatures stop!
(End of this chapter)