Searching for the best path, starting from Renjia Town

Chapter 29 The First Blessed Land
"Master, why do I feel that your senior brother doesn't seem to like you very much?"

Following behind, Qiu Sheng frowned and asked in some confusion.

The other disciples also nodded. Shi Jian was indeed arrogant and never nice to anyone, but he seemed particularly indifferent to Uncle Jiu, and there was even a bit of hostility in his eyes.

"Of course I don't like it."

Uncle Jiu didn't say anything, and Taoist Simu spoke.

"He's clearly the eldest brother, but he's always overshadowed by his senior brother. He's clearly more accomplished, but many times, his senior brother does things better than he does. Of course, the most important thing is that Master likes his senior brother more."

"So that's it."

"Don't listen to your uncle's nonsense. I haven't stolen the limelight from my senior brother."

"Cut~!"

Everyone booed, and any explanation was a cover-up.

As they were talking, under the guidance of Zheng Zibu, the group did not reach the top of the mountain, but came to the south side of the mountainside.

Follow the winding mountain path, pass through a forest, and come straight to a group of buildings.

The palaces are built layer upon layer, the houses are connected to each other, and there are dense caves and strange rocks around them.

Directly opposite is a tall building with a large gilded plaque hanging on it, with the words "Imperially Granted Yuanfu Wanning Palace" written in large characters.

"Wow! It's so big!"

"So impressive!"

Looking at the magnificent building in front of them, the people who had just arrived at Maoshan opened their eyes wide and were amazed.

Before coming here, they had thought about what the Maoshan Sect would look like, but after racking their brains, they could only imagine a relatively large Taoist temple.

I never expected it to be so magnificent.

Little did people know that since the Northern Song Dynasty, Maoshan has been listed as one of the three major Taoist talisman schools at that time, along with Longhushan and Gezhaoshan, and was known as the Three Mountains Talismans.

Since then, successive dynasties have bestowed titles upon Maoshan.

It is only today that this kind of atmosphere has been formed.

"Please come in."

Zheng Zibu stood in front of the door and said lightly.

Led by Shi Jian, everyone filed into Yuanfu Palace.

"it's beautiful!"

“This looks really valuable!”

"I didn't expect Maoshan to have such a huge fortune."

Walking inside, looking at the various pavilions, towers, buildings, bronze tripods, sculptures and other decorations, everyone was amazed again.

Compared with before, the 35th generation of disciples were much calmer. After all, they had lived and practiced here for many years.

Many people have not been back for more than ten years. When they return to the mountain gate at this time, they are more filled with nostalgia and closeness.

Walking in while looking around, I came to a large hall with a plaque hanging on it that read "Tianning Wanfu Hall". It was the main hall of Yuanfu Palace.

"Please burn incense to the ancestor."

After entering the hall, Zheng Zibu said something and stood aside.

In the middle of the main hall, three statues of gods are hung above the incense table. They are the founder of Maoshan, Sanmao Zhenjun.

The thirty-six generations of disciples are no strangers to this. After all, the masters they each follow are all worshipped at home.

Next, Shi Jian took the lead, with the 35th generation disciples in front and the 36th generation disciples behind.

Stand with your feet in a square shape, place your hands in a cross shape in front of your chest, and perform the ritual of three bows and nine kowtows.

After bowing, wash your hands with clean water in a basin and offer the three incense sticks to the ancestors in turn.

"Master and Uncle are in Beiji Pavilion. Please follow me."

After paying homage to the ancestor, Zheng Zibu said something and walked out of the hall.

Everyone followed him out and continued walking towards the back of Yuanfu Palace.

After passing through several corridors and doors, Qiu Sheng and his friends were already a little dizzy, and finally arrived at a pavilion.

Although it is not as grand as the main hall, it is built according to the terrain of the mountain, with painted beams and flying eaves, and is also extremely magnificent and exquisite.

After entering, I saw several armchairs in the front, with several old men sitting on them. They had white hair and beards and looked to be at least 90 years old, but they were full of energy.

The one in the middle is of medium height and slightly overweight, with a kind face like an ordinary old man. He is the 34th generation head of Maoshan, Xuanyi Zhenren.

"The unworthy disciple Shi Jian pays homage to the Master!"

Shi Jian shouted and knelt down in front of Master Xuanyi.

"The unworthy disciple pays homage to the Master!"

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Jiu and the other thirty-fifth generation disciples also knelt down.

The remaining disciples were slightly dazed and knelt down behind them.

"Good children, good children." Master Xuanyi looked at everyone, smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Stop kneeling, the ground is hard, get up quickly."

"How can this be possible! Disciple kowtows to Master."

Shi Jian said this and then kowtowed deeply.

The thirty-fifth and thirty-sixth generations followed suit and saluted.

"Get up."

Master Xuanyi waved his hands repeatedly before he pulled Shi Jian up.

"Nephew pays homage to all the uncles!"

Shi Jian wiped his tears and then bowed to the old men next to him.

Everyone followed suit and saluted.

Several old men smiled and indicated that there was no need to formality.

"I am an unfilial disciple. I have been away from the mountain for more than ten years and only now have I come back to see you..."

After unpacking, everyone talked together.

Shi Jian held Master Xuanyi's hand and cried like a child with tears and snot.

Master Xuanyi was all smiles, constantly comforting Shi Jian.

After a long while, Shi Jian finally stopped talking and sat down on a chair. Only then were the other brothers able to come forward and talk to Master Xuanyi and his uncles.

Then, they introduced their disciples to elders such as Master Xuanyi.

"Okay, they are all good kids."

Master Xuanyi nodded continuously, looked outside and saw that it was already late, then smiled and said.

"You're all tired from the journey, go and rest quickly. Now that you're back, why not stay a few more days? You'll have plenty of time."

"Yes."

Everyone responded and then slowly left the Arctic Pavilion.

Afterwards, Zheng Zibu still led the group to the backyard and arranged for everyone to stay.

"Brothers, there is rice, firewood, vegetables and meat in the kitchen. Please feel free to use them."

After giving his final instructions, Zheng Zibu left.

"came back."

After seeing Zheng Zibu off, Uncle Jiu lay on his back on the bed, staring at the beams in a daze.

The room was large enough for the four of them, the master and his disciples, to live in.

"You even have to cook for yourself. How can you entertain guests like this?"

While putting the luggage away, Qiu Sheng muttered something complaining.

"Are you a guest? If you don't do it yourself, do you still want your junior master to serve you?"

Uncle Jiu glared at Qiu Sheng coldly and scolded him harshly.

Qiu Sheng was a little unconvinced and argued.

"We are guests from afar, and I didn't ask Junior Master to serve us. Doesn't Maoshan have servants?"

"Servant?"

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly and gave Qiu Sheng another cold look.

"This is a Taoist temple, but you think it's a royal palace. Did you see any servants along the way?"

"No way!"

This time, not only Qiu Sheng, but also Wencai and Li Kunshan were all surprised.

"It's such a big place, are there only Master and Junior Master and the others?"

"Well, I finally understand."

Uncle Jiu didn't say anything else, turned around and lay down to rest.

Qiu Sheng and the other two looked at each other in surprise, and then they realized that Zheng Zibu had been the only one taking care of their master and others for so many years. No wonder his status was so extraordinary.

"It's none of our business anyway, let's go out for a walk!"

All the things have been put away, and the three of them can't wait to go out.

As soon as he came out, he met Jiale, Ahao and Aqiang, and then he called Nianying and Taoist Qianhe's four disciples.

The group traveled around Yuanfu Palace and various places in Maoshan.

"As expected of the Shangqing Sect."

Looking at the scenery of Maoshan, Li Kunshan couldn't help but sigh that it is indeed worthy of being the Taoist's 'first blessed land and the eighth cave heaven'.

(End of this chapter)