Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 239 The world is full of wind and clouds, gathered in Kyoto

  Inverted Hanging Mountain, Hanging Temple.

A little novice hurriedly walked into the Hall of Reincarnation and said to him, "Master Yuanguang, the Great Jin Dynasty has handed over an invitation, saying that next month will be held in Luocheng, Kyoto, to hold a ceremony to worship the sky, and at the same time invite the world's strong, recruit and choose the country. Master's seat."

   said, he raised the imperial decree in his hand respectfully.

Sitting above    is Zen Master Yuanguang, the master of the Reincarnation Hall of Xuankong Temple.

   When he heard it at first, his face was calm, but when he heard the appointment of the national teacher, his eyes sank.

   "Sacrifice to Heaven? The national teacher of the Jin Dynasty?"

   Yuanguang lowered his eyes, pinched his fingers lightly, and the imperial decree flew out of thin air and landed in his palm.

   He took a cursory look and asked, "Has the person who passed the decree left?"

   The little novice hurriedly replied: "It's a crimson rider who is still at the foot of the mountain."

   Yuanguang pondered, but did not reply immediately.

  This position of national teacher seems to be a false name, but it is extremely important to the inheritance of Buddhism.

   After all, the root of the sect comes from incense and from hundreds of millions of people.

   And once the Xuankong Temple takes the position of the national teacher, the edict issued by the empress to suppress the Buddha will naturally be self-defeating.

   Now there is a rift between Xuankong Temple and Taiyi Xianmen. Even if we temporarily stopped last time and jointly dealt with Lingshu Guan, it was only stable for half a month.

  If the Xuankong Temple did not attend the Heaven-Sacrificing Ceremony, but let the Taiyi Immortal Sect take the lead, then the Buddhist Sect would have completely lost the first move.

   "Amitabha, if you go to reply to her, you said that on the day of the sacrificial ceremony, I will go there in person."

   He put his hands together and commanded.

   The little novice was startled. Master Yuanguang was planning to leave the mountain?

   Ever since he could remember, Master Yuanguang was the head of the Reincarnation Hall, one of the three halls of the Hanging Temple. He had been sitting quietly in the hall and never moved his position.

   However, now he is planning to go out!

   "The ceremony of sacrificing the heavens, the position of the national teacher, is it really so important?"

   He thought about it in his heart, and then he didn't dare to think about it, and replied: "Yes."

   Then, he hurriedly exited the Temple of Reincarnation, headed down the mountain, and replied to the crimson rider who was waiting for the result.

  Yuanguang sat quietly at the head of the hall, his eyes passed through the hall door, looked into the distance, and whispered: "This seat has not been in the mountains for a long time, I am afraid you have already forgotten what the prestige of heaven and man is?"

  …

  Tianyan Mountain, Taiyi Xianmen.

   This time, there is no Du Yantong who is on duty, and the first of the four veins, Qingyu, Jingyuan, Jueming, and Chenlang, have already stood in the Temple of Heaven.

   The Taoist boy Hongle outside hurried into the temple gate.

   But before he opened his mouth, Daoist Seeing Du Yan waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to say anything.

  Hongle opened his mouth and waited in the hall with Du Yan.

   "Junior Brother Desperate, what do you think about this?"

   The head of Jingyuan, who was slightly plump and prudent in his actions, looked at the desperate Taoist opposite and asked.

Destiny is not only the opposite of his body, but also has a completely different personality. The corner of his mouth evoked a sneer and said: "Since this empress wants to hire a national teacher, then we Taiyi Xianmen can't fall behind. If she is sincere, then we will only fight for this country. The position of teacher; if she is not sincere, Pindao doesn't mind saving her."

  Hongle raised his head slightly, it turned out that the ancestors already knew the arrival of the Crimson Rider and the content of the imperial edict.

   He glanced at the reading mirror in the Temple of Heavenly Secrets, and suddenly realized.

   In terms of the mastery of news, Taiyi Immortal Sect is second to none, and naturally there is no need to wait for him to report or pass on the decree.

   The female Taoist priest Qingyu on the side shook her head and said, "Junior brother, you are too violent, you need to meditate. If things go on like this, I'm afraid you will fall into the devil's way."

   She has a straight temperament, and she has a say.

  If someone else said that, Destiny would have already pushed back fiercely, but when he saw that it was Senior Sister Qingyu, he immediately hoarse his voice: "I see."

Qing Yu looked at Jingyuan and said: "Brother, the position of the national teacher is not important, but when you think about it, it is very important. The people are the foundation of incense and the source of faith, and the position of the national teacher is the Tao. fight."

   "If we don't go, the Hanging Temple will definitely take it down. At that time, I will be very passive in waiting for the inheritance of Taoism. In the long run, it is water without a source, a tree without roots, and sooner or later the Tao will disappear."

   She was right, analyzing the pros and cons of the matter.

  Jingyuan also nodded: "Junior Sister Qingyu is right. But since the matter is a big deal, I also ask Senior Brother Chenlang to decide."

   They looked at the inconspicuous last Taoist together.

   He is the one with the highest cultivation base and the oldest among the crowd. He usually speaks very little, but every time he makes a decision, he makes up his mind.

  Chen Lang was dressed in gray and seemed to be very low-key. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and said, "The news from Dongling County has come recently, and you must have known about it."

   "The Qing emblem of Zhuoguang Mountain's Lingshu Temple has grown to a sufficient height. The Demon King Bo Xun of Dongyi has fallen into his hands. It can be seen that the ordinary Taoist state can no longer help the Qing emblem."

   He didn't seem to answer Jingyuan's question, but talked about another thing.

   The three of them moved in their hearts, and they probably understood what he meant, so they didn't interrupt and listened quietly.

Chen Lang picked up the whisk and continued: "Since the Great Jin Dynasty selected the national teacher, this Lingshu Guan Qinghui will definitely go. And most of the elders of my Taiyi Xianmen are in the Taoist state, even if they go this time, they will still be there. I can't help him. Not to mention the Hanging Temple..."

   Before he could finish speaking, he saw a strange light on the reading mirror on one side.

   Everyone looked up and their expressions changed slightly.

  Du Yan stepped forward to check, and said respectfully: "The first seat, is the latest news about the Upside-Down Mountain. Yuanguang, the master of the Reincarnation Palace, has already accepted the invitation of the Crimson Rider, and plans to go there in person during the ceremony of sacrificing the heavens."

   Jing Yuan, who has always been steady, couldn't help frowning: "Yuanguang actually intends to fight for the position of this national teacher in person!"

  Chen Lang glanced at the three of them, as if he had expected it, and said, "This trip, I'm afraid I will have to wait for one of them."

  Qingyu shook his head and said, "There is only one person who may not be able to do it. Brother, this trip to Kyoto, might as well let me and Brother Destiny go together."

   Jingyuan's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

  Chen Lang sighed and decided, "Well, with the cooperation of the two of you, it should be enough to fight Yuanguang."

   A smile appeared on Destiny's face: "Senior brother, please rest assured, if the time is right, we can even leave Yuanguang... completely in Kyoto!"

   With two enemies and one, they are both above the Taoist state, they do have such a certainty.

   However, Yuanguang’s trip, how could he not have expected this?

Therefore, Qingyu glanced at him and reminded: "Junior Brother Destiny, when you go to Kyoto, you must follow my arrangements and do not make your own decisions. I propose you to go this time, so that you can feel the prosperity of the world and the worldly world. Bai Shi, so that you can stabilize the hostility of the Seven Killing Dao Fa."

   "If you can understand it carefully, maybe you are the first among our four brothers and sisters to be promoted to the top of heaven and man."

   Desperately stunned, he whispered: "Senior sister is well-intentioned, I understand."

  Chen Lang nodded to the two of them and stopped talking.

  Du Yan stepped forward and kicked Hong Le, and said, "The first seat has been decided, why are you still here, go and answer the Crimson Rider!"

  Hongle only then recovered, and hurriedly said: "Disciple is going now."

   Then, he hurried out of the Heavenly Secret Palace.

   After a while, a crimson cavalry in red clothes and red armor quickly moved away from the foot of Tianyan Mountain.

  …

   The same scene appeared everywhere in the Jin Dynasty.

   Sect, aristocratic family, hidden world powerhouses... Even some military experts coveted the position of national teacher.

I heard that the Dongming Academy in Luocheng, the capital of the capital, opened its doors for three days. Some people said that they saw Nie Qingqing, a direct disciple of Saint Haoran, who was dressed in plain clothes and had a beautiful face. inside the door.

  Three sects and seventeen sects showed unprecedented activity.

   Even Lu Xueqing from Qiongyu Sword Sect, Zhan Hong from Tianshifu, and Fahai from Jinshan Temple all received invitations for the ceremony.

   Except... the magic door.

   After sending off Fu Jing, the deputy general of the Crimson Rider, Zhang Ming sipped tea, practiced swords, and chanted sutras in the courtyard. It was peaceful.

  Time flies fast, a month goes by in the blink of an eye.

   During this month, Zhang Ming occasionally taught his disciples to practice the exercises, especially Li Xiaoyao.

  Qingquan, Lu Xueqing and others are also very hardworking, and they go to and from many holy places and sign in repeatedly.

   This has accumulated many treasures, exercises and medicinal herbs for Zhang Ming.

   Only Yin Xue stayed by his side, serving tea and water for him. Although the time was short, the girl always had a smile on her face, looking very happy.

  Old Zhaotou and Zhao Linger accompanied Li Xiaoyao to play, and there was no change, as if they had settled down in Lingxi Town.

  In the Qilian Mountains on the border of Dongling County, Jiang Ye has regenerated his flesh and blood after a month of recuperation, making up for the missing left arm, and began to train the Lianshan Army every day to prepare for future expeditions.

   Qingquan was walking around in the gap, and he had already taken most of the monsters in Dongling County under his command.

   On this day, approaching the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens, Zhang Ming finally planned to set off.

   "Qingquan, there are only two places to go to the Heaven-Sacrificing Ceremony this time, so you can accompany me."

   He placed a stick of incense in front of the two characters heaven and earth in the Sanqing Hall and said.

   Qingquan was stunned for a moment, and then said with ecstasy: "Okay! I have long wanted to see the prosperity of Luocheng in Kyoto! By the way, is there a girl there?"

Bai Yao behind    covered her face, I don't recognize this master.

   Zhang Ming glared at him: "Haven't you seen the three-mouthed female monster, why are you still thinking about the girl, believe it or not, the master jumped out and beat you."

Qingquan scratched his head and muttered, "Brother, where did you say Master went? I didn't believe it when you started to say that Master was not dead, until last month when I secretly dug up the lid of Master's coffin and found that it was really empty. of……"

   Zhang Ming widened his eyes and scolded: "Qingquan! What did you do?!"

  Qingquan hurriedly said, "No, nothing."

   Zhang Ming could not wait to beat him up. He even dared to dig up the board of Master's coffin, which is really audacious.

   But, no, why is Master's coffin empty?

   He remembered very clearly that after the master died, he and his younger brother Qingquan buried the master in the back mountain. How could it be empty?

   "Could it be eaten by some monster..."

Zhang Ming patted his head and felt helpless, "Bah, ah, Master, I don't know about this, so I can't avenge you. Besides, now all the monsters in the mountains have been domesticated by Qingquan, and they are all their own. People are also disciples and grandchildren of your old man."

   He didn't dare to think along the way, for fear that the master would jump out of the underworld and beat him.

   "Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

   Zhang Ming quickly changed the subject and walked outside the Sanqing Palace first.

  Qingquan followed behind and said, "Senior brother, wait for me! By the way, how can we not have a show when we go out this time? Senior brother wait a moment, and see junior brother arrange for you!"

   said, he looked up to the sky and whistled.

  There were two colorful cranes flying from the mountain, and the leader was Xuan Xuan, the earliest pet beast in Qingquan.

   "Senior brother, you used to say that immortals ride cranes down the south of the Yangtze River. Now we go to Kyoto, how can we not be accompanied by immortal cranes?"

  Qingquan said with a sullen face, "Well, this is just a mother's, it's called Circle Circle, I'll ride it for you."

   He jumped on the back of the crane Xuanxuan in one step and flew into the air.

   Zhang Ming has a dark face, circles, and rides? You don't know how to name, can you not be blind?

   But he still jumped on the crane's back and said, "Let's go."

  Two colorful cranes spread their wings and hovered in the clouds, their mouths hissed twice, as if saying goodbye to Zhuoguangshan, and immediately flew into the distance.

   Qu Feiyan, Lu Xueqing, Yin Xue and others watched him go away, but they didn't look back for a long time.

   "It's time for me to go back to Taiyin Peak too."

   Qu Feiyan said goodbye to everyone.

   For a while, the old friend goes, and the sorrow is born.

  Lu Xueqing and Yin Xue wiped the corners of their eyes and said, "Sister Yan, we'll see you in a while."

  A paper kite flew up and dragged Qu Feiyan away.

  Return to tranquility in Lingshu Temple.

   In the sky in the distance, you can still hear Qingquan's cry: "The immortals ride down on the cranes to Luocheng, and the avenues are known all over the world!"

Li Changshou laughed from behind: "Senior Sister Yiqing, Daoist Qing Hui told Lingshuguan to open the mountain gate before he left. Anyone who can cross the cliffs of the green mountain can worship at the gate of Lingshuguan. These days, I think Go to Nanling City to recruit some talents for Lingshu Temple."

   Today's Qingshan cliffs have been transformed, and Zhang Ming has placed a layer of Taiqing ban on it.

  This ban can be adjusted according to the strength of the climber.

  If you are a mortal climbing the mountain, you can only mobilize your physical strength and will to challenge the top of the extreme peak.

   If a cultivator climbs a mountain, he will be banned by Taiqing and suppressed as a mortal, unable to use his true essence and primordial spirit, and can only climb cliffs by himself.

   In this way, the cliffs of the green mountains have become the best way for Lingshuguan to select disciples.

   But green mountains and cliffs alone are not enough, and the news of Lingshu Guan’s admission of disciples must be spread to the world as soon as possible.

  Lu Xueqing also understood what he meant, nodded and said, "If you have a long life, I will leave everything to you."

  Li Changshou looked in the direction of Nanling City from a distance, and ripples appeared in his heart. There was another person he had been dreaming about, waiting to meet.

   He carefully sorted out his clothes, and had already prepared his luggage, went out of the gate, and walked down the mountain road.

  Guo Xiangli smiled at the door and said, "Sister Xue, I want to go back to the county town to see Daddy, and by the way, I will also learn from the priest of Yishou to recruit some people for Lingshu Temple. Would you like to accompany me?"

   Yin Xue clenched the knife tightly and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is not here, the young lady is my guardian."

   The two said goodbye to Lu Xueqing and went down the mountain.

  Lingshu Temple became more and more deserted.

  Li Xiaoyao patted his chest and said with a smile, "Senior Sister Yiqing, do you want to go down the mountain as well? There are me, Qingfeng and Mingyue in this Taoist temple, so don't worry about it!"

  Lu Xueqing couldn't help rubbing his head, and in Zhao Linger's pouting eyes, she said with a smile, "That's fine."

   Then, she stood in the sun, like the first snow towering over the mountains, with a warm smile on the corner of her mouth.

   "Master, you have forgotten that my Qiongyu Sword Sect also has a place to go to the Jingtian Ceremony in Kyoto."

   While talking, I saw three people walking into the door of the Taoist Temple.

   "Sikong has met the head senior sister!"

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