Ghost Shelter System

They still don’t know whether the “God-worshipping cult” is the work of Western exorcists.

However, what is interesting is that Hong Xiuquan, the king of heaven, once wanted to join Christianity, but was refused baptism because of his "impure faith", and then he established his own church. It is unknown whether anyone else enlightened him during this period.

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Half a month passed by in the blink of an eye.

July, Maoshan.

The nine peaks are majestic and undulating, and the trees are crisp and straight, standing proudly.

Behind the three-day gate of the stone archway, a bust of Laozi sits on the steps, holding a banana fan in his hand, overlooking the changes in the world.

The first blessed place in Taoism, Feishan Mountain in Zhonglong Di, Maoshan Mountain!

On the stone steps, the four words Taoism and Nature attract countless tourists to stop and savor it, with a long lasting aftertaste.

Taoist temples and Buddhist temples have been cultural attractions since ancient times, with throngs of pilgrims and believers. On the last stop of Menggui Travel Agency for the second time, Qin Kun visited the most blessed place in the world, Zhongnan Mountain Tower.

That's where I found my way.

Here, there is a different magnificent scenery compared with Louguantai.

During the pre-Qin period, ‘Zhan Shanggong’ practiced in Fulong, Juqu, and Fulong was located right here. During the Qin and Han Dynasties, Li Ming and Zuo Ci also attained Taoism here. The famous person in the two Jin Dynasties is naturally Ge Hong, a descendant of Ge Xuan and the founder of the Danding sect.

As for what happened next.

Qin Kun saw the introductions of Maoshan students along the way, and the most famous one was actually Li Bai...

Qin Kun's eyes twitched, he looked at Chu Dao, the most knowledgeable person here, and asked: "Old Master Chu, do the big names in poetry and literature have any interactions with our ghost hunting circle?"

"Is it weird?"

"Why isn't that weird! They just don't match up at all!"

Chu Dao comforted him: "I heard from my master that Bao Xiren of the Song Dynasty always accompanied the Tengu, so there is nothing strange about it. And Guo Wei, Taizu of the Zhou Dynasty, also made a fuss."

"..."

Qin Kun was about to cry but had no tears. This explanation sounded far-fetched, but he had indeed seen those two people at Bailong Temple in Sangyu City!

Scenic spots are scenic spots, and there are still some places that have not been opened to the public, which are the Qingxiu places hidden in the scenic spots.

Walking along a forest trail for twenty minutes, everything suddenly became clear.

Another low-key stone archway that has been eroded by time appears, with the inscription "Maoshan Baidai Sanqing Ding" and the inscription "The Jade Emperor Taizhen bestows thunder". The four characters "Shenxiao Subdued the Demon" were horizontally criticized.

The stone archway is somewhat mottled, hung with moss and even entangled with vines.

Under the stone archway, a child dressed like a middle school student appeared, wearing a veil. Seeing Qin Kun and his party coming, he came to Ge Zhan and saluted obediently: "Hello, Master Ge."

Ge Zhan touched his head: "Here he comes."

"Well... I just finished the exam... I just came here this morning..."

Judge Cui Honghu has arrived.

Ge Zhan chuckled, stood up from the wheelchair, looked at the younger generation, his expression was a little sad, as if he was reminiscing, and finally looked at the archway in front of the stone steps, and said: "Sing a salute and pay homage to the mountain!"

Above the nine peaks, the voice was loud and clear.

After Yang Shen died, Wu Xiong of Fu Zong was established as the head of the Southern Sect, and Wang Qian of Fu Zong was the first to speak.

"The blood rain from the sea turns into heavenly talismans, the five arts are all over the sky to cut down the ghost bamboos, Fuyu Mountain Talisman Sect, meet fellow Taoist Li Maoshan!"

"The yellow auspicious candlestick has lights, the Seven Stars Fortune Palace hides Youluo, the candle sect of Fuyu Mountain, and the comrades of Li Maoshan!"

"Dragon and tiger fight against Tianxuan in Kuishan, mortal souls of the Three Yangs sleep with ghosts, fight against sects in Fuyu Mountain, meet my colleagues in Maoshan!"

"Kill the short-lived ghosts in the book of life and death, set up a monument of longevity in the Yin and Yang Temple, judge the family in Fuyu Mountain, and meet the comrades in Li Maoshan!"

"The five grains and six animals are sacrificed to the underworld, the nine corpses are welcomed and worshiped by the real immortal, the family is worshiped at Fuyu Mountain, and the comrades from Maoshan are greeted!"

"The Heavenly Officials don't know the laws of soul-driving, the earthly demons only listen to hateful words, the Zhong Family of Fuyu Mountain, meet fellow Li Maoshan!"

Ge Zhan walked in the front, carrying the plaque behind his back. Behind the stone archway was a Taoist temple courtyard, with welcoming disciples standing on both sides. They bent down to return the greeting and opened the door.

It was very lively and popular. Hundreds of people gathered here. Many familiar faces. Everyone whispered to each other. They looked at the new visitors and said: "The people from Fuyu Mountain are here!"

In the first seat directly in front were three Taoist priests, one with thick eyebrows and a black face, one with an immortal Taoist spirit, and one dressed in golden Taoist robes, decorated like a rich man. The moment Ge Zhan entered the door, they stood up to greet him.

"Hahahaha, the little Maoshan Danhui can actually make Lao Longtou come here in person, and make me, Maoshan Pengpi, shine!"

The golden-robed Taoist priest who looked like a rich man spoke with a smile on his face, and hundreds of people in the courtyard were shocked.

"Old Dragon Head...could this senior be...Fuyusan Ge Zhan?"

"The mighty heavenly dragon! One of the two great heavenly masters in Mount Fuyu?"

"Hiss... the old dragon head is here!"

"It turns out...it's that old immortal Ge Zhan."

Ge Zhan didn't have the dejection he felt when he had a stroke. When he arrived here, he felt like a fish in water, full of energy, shaking his hands in the air, the dragon's power was overwhelming, accompanied by hearty laughter, full of energy.

"Shopkeeper Tong, I haven't seen you for decades, but you still have the same style. You are worthy of being Fang Yantian's disciple!"

Uncle Ge laughed so loudly that the sky suddenly became cloudy and it began to rain. The rain washed away the dirt on the stone steps. After washing the floor, Uncle Ge stepped into the small courtyard.

Countless young people stretched out their hands and looked at the sky in surprise.

The clouds were overcast, and there were even thunderous dragons. The rain was falling, but you couldn't touch it at all. The raindrops fell on the ground, but they could wash away the dirt. As Uncle Ge stepped on the ground, the rainwater dispersed all of a sudden, and then Evaporated and disappeared.

Qin Kun and his group were walking behind, and they were dumbfounded.

Every time Uncle Ge takes a step, the yang energy evaporates the rainwater condensed by the yin spirits, and the steam fills the air, just like an immortal traveling and a dragon rising in the mist.

The further Uncle Ge walked, the thicker the fog became, and only a small number of people in the entire yard could see his faint figure.

"The Dragon King has descended to earth!"

"Oh my God, Master, this... what kind of Taoist technique is this?"

"No, it's not...what did I see?"

This kind of self-contained special effects has had a huge impact on the younger generation.

This ninety-year-old man stepped through the clouds and mist and appeared in the first place like a banished immortal.

The fog disappeared. Sitting next to the three real people in Maoshan, Ge Zhan took off the plaque behind him and leaned on the ground. The old Taoist priest in the middle smiled helplessly: "Fayang, please offer this plaque."

A disciple behind him promised: "Yes."

The plaque of 'Dawei Tianlong' was hung high. Uncle Ge's appearance gave the younger generation of Fuyu Mountain a lot of face. Seeing him sit down, a young Taoist priest with sword-shaped eyebrows came over and greeted everyone. He said: "Senior Chu, Senior Jing, Senior Yu, please take a seat, please?"

Xu Facheng is here.

Today, Xu Facheng is in high spirits. This true disciple of Maoshan personally leads the way for the three leaders of Fuyu Mountain. Chu Dao greeted him: "You're welcome." Then he took the lead and followed him.

Maoshan is the main place and Fuyu Mountain is the guest, but the seats are very high.

Next to it are Yulong Mountain, Fengdu Temple, and Fulin Temple.

"Today, it's really lively." Chai Ziyue was startled. Who would have thought that Maoshan would be so famous, and so many Chinese comrades in the path of life and death would gather together, it would be a grand scene. Compared to the Nanzong Taoist Association, the pomp here is even better.

Wang Qian glanced at the people at the table next to him and shouted, "Donkey!"

Zhao Feng, the True Legend of Yulong Mountain, glared at Wang Qian fiercely: "Stop talking, my master is here too!"