Fox Demon Crossing

Liu Yang walked out of the hall, touched his head, and said puzzledly: "It's strange, why is Senior Brother Li here? Shouldn't he be practicing in the back mountain?"

The thought is fleeting and no longer pursued.

"Layman, would you like to burn incense?" The fat Taoist rubbed his hands and smiled slyly: "I have three price ranges of incense and candles: economy, ordinary, and luxury. The prices are very fair."

Jin Renfeng was very interested and asked, "How much is it?"

The fat Taoist priest replied, "The economic type is three yuan a stick, the ordinary type is six yuan a stick, and the deluxe type is nine yuan a stick."

"It's really not expensive." Jin Renfeng thought he would ask for an exorbitant price, but the fat Taoist smiled and said, "The price of these incense and candles cannot be too high. If it is too high, it will seem that we are using our ancestors to make money. We don't do such immoral things."

"Why do I feel like there's something else behind what the Taoist said?"

The fat Taoist smiled even more brightly and reminded: "Have you ever been to those temples to worship Buddha?"

Sword Comes

"I went there once a while ago." Jin Renfeng nodded.

"I wonder what the price of incense and candles is there?"

Jin Renfeng and the fat Taoist priest smiled at each other, understanding each other tacitly.

"By the way, I remember that when you come to worship for the first time, you can burn three incense sticks for free, right?"

The fat Taoist blinked and asked, "Didn't the layman use it in the front hall?"

It was indeed a trick. Jin Renfeng didn't care about the money and generously took out a fifty-yuan note and handed it to the fat Taoist priest.

A trace of disappointment flashed across the fat Taoist's face. He didn't expect that it wasn't a hundred-dollar bill, so he handed him nine thick incense sticks. Unexpectedly, Jin Renfeng suddenly said, "Master, you didn't forget to give me the change, did you?"

Fat Taoist: “…”

He thought to himself that this was not good. This person was even more shameless than him. He looked helpless and could only go to get the change.

"Haha, forget it. I'm not going to joke with you anymore. You can take the rest of the money."

Jin Renfeng laughed and said, "A life of frivolity?"

The fat Taoist priest immediately raised his head and asked, "How do you know my online name?"

"I want to become an immortal."

"You, you are the one who said 'I want to become an immortal'?!" the fat Taoist priest asked in surprise.

Jin Renfeng nodded: "Master, your goods are genuine and of good value. You are the only merchant I have met who is so honest."

"Haha, no, no, I just don't want to deceive others." The fat Taoist grinned, his expression becoming more obscene.

"By the way, I still don't know your name?"

The fat Taoist straightened his clothes, performed a standard Taoist etiquette, and said: "My common name is Li Qingkuang, my Taoist name is Guiyuan, and I am the 43rd generation disciple of the Maoshan Sect."

"It has been passed down to the 73rd generation." Jin Renfeng couldn't help but sigh. He was the 45th generation disciple of Maoshan Sect, and now it has been passed down to more than 70 generations. According to seniority, it is not excessive for the fat Taoist to call him the ancestor.

He did not dwell on this issue because it was obvious that his name would not be on the list of Maoshan in this world.

When the fat Taoist priest Li Qingkuang learned that the God of Wealth had arrived, he immediately showed his brightest smile.

"By the way, didn't you say on the Internet that you didn't have to do anything at Maoshan? Why are you now..."

"Ahem..." The fat Taoist coughed dryly, "Well, I will help my fellow apprentices occasionally. After all, I am a helpful brother."

"That's it."

"Can you show me around?"

"No problem." The fat Taoist nodded and took out a brand new smartphone. "Hey, little brother, I have friends to entertain. Come and take over my shift for a while. I'll go down the mountain to buy you your favorite roast chicken tomorrow."

The person on the other end of the phone responded, "No, Senior Brother, you actually sold all of Master's altars. Master is really angry this time. He even said that if I help you, he will expel me from the sect. Moreover, Master unilaterally cancelled your qualification to go down the mountain this year."

The fat Taoist was stunned: "What?"

"That is to say, Senior Brother, don't even think about going down the mountain this year."

"Do not--"

Upon hearing the news, the fat Taoist's face turned pale instantly.

"Brother, there is even more unfortunate news. In fact, Master has also applied to the higher authorities for other punishments for you."

"What punishment?"

An ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"Put you in the confinement room and make you copy the Huangting Sutra and Shangqing Sutra one hundred times each."

"In addition, the use of mobile phones and computers is prohibited for one year."

"By the way, I just received a notice from Uncle Law Enforcement that he has come to look for you."

The fat Taoist priest opened his mouth wide, stunned, and was suddenly in trouble.

Jin Renfeng listened at the side, his expression gradually becoming strange.

If I remember correctly, the last time when he bought the altar, the fat Taoist priest did say that it was for his master, and he charged him a few hundred yuan more. He thought the fat Taoist priest just wanted to make more money, but he didn't expect that there would be such a sincere businessman in the world.

I have learned a lot...

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a beard walked in solemnly.

When the fat Taoist saw the person coming, he cried, "Uncle Master, please let me go. I am innocent. I just saw that the altar of my master was moldy and my master didn't come to worship once a year, so I wanted to change it to a new one. Uncle Master, please listen to my explanation."

The other party shook his head and said seriously: "It seems that you have not realized the seriousness of the problem. Changing the altar table is not a big deal. I also saw that you did not cheat. The material of the altar table is better than the original one, but this is not the point."

"The point is that you changed it without discussing it with Master. That's your fault."

"To put it mildly, you don't respect your master, and to put it more seriously, you are betraying your master and ancestors." The other party said helplessly: "Your master went to the head teacher and made a scene, insisting on holding him accountable, and the head teacher couldn't say anything."

Then, he looked at Jin Renfeng and bowed, "Layman, I will ask other Taoists to lead the way for you later. I am so sorry."

"No need for that. I'll pay my respects to the three True Lords, take a look around and then go down the mountain." Jin Renfeng declined.

He lit the incense in his hand, walked to the central statue, bowed three times respectfully, and lit three incense sticks.

Then comes the statue on the left, and finally the statue on the right.

There was a look of surprise in the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes.

This is because the order in which Jin Renfeng burns incense is arranged from high to low according to the seniority of the Three Mao Zhenjuns. If you are not very familiar with Maoshan, it is impossible to know this detail.

Suddenly, Jin Renfeng's gaze froze.

In an instant, the three statues before his eyes were no longer ordinary, giving him a strange feeling. Although they were still the same three statues, he always felt that something had changed.

There is a feeling that the mountain is a mountain, the mountain is not a mountain, and the mountain is still a mountain...

"Hey, Master... Master, I feel like I'm being suppressed by some kind of force..."

“Me…me too…”

Both the fat Taoist priest and the middle-aged Taoist priest turned to the golden human phoenix that was in a strange state. For a moment, they were completely confused.

In their eyes, the body of the Golden Phoenix seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, and even the three real statues emitted a faint golden halo, which looked extremely spectacular.

"Maybe he realized something..."

The middle-aged Taoist took a deep breath. The statues of these three real people had been standing here for countless years and had received countless incense sticks. However, according to the records, except for Ms. Wei, no one had ever been able to realize anything in front of the statues of the real people.

"Get out." The middle-aged Taoist priest whispered.

The two quietly left the hall. The middle-aged Taoist took out his mobile phone and sent a message in the WeChat group.

[@Pope: Come to the Hall of the Living Ones. I found a tourist who seemed to have some enlightenment in front of the living statues. All three living statues reacted!

! ]

On the other hand, the old Taoist priest was helplessly looking at the man who was sitting next to him and drinking non-stop. He was dressed in tattered clothes, unkempt, with messy white hair and beard. He said: "Brother Zhang, do you look like a master at all? You look older than me now. You drink all day long and don't practice Taoism. Are you worthy of your deceased master?!"

"Master..." The white-haired old man looked up at the sky, slumped in his chair, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, I don't have the face to see Master anymore. I feel so sorry for him!"

“Brother…”

The white-haired old man shed tears and said excitedly: "I didn't find Junior Brother Zibu, and I couldn't even protect his family. How can I have the face to see Master..."

The old Taoist shook his head and fell silent.

"I don't care about you. That kid has received the true teachings of the canonization. I can't control him. Then you, the Pope, should take care of him!"

The white-haired old man stood up shakily and staggered towards the door. His back was hunched and his figure looked particularly lonely.

Ding Dong!

At this moment, the old Taoist's cell phone rang.

Turning on his cell phone, the old Taoist priest suddenly stood up and stared at the screen.

If it weren't for the message sent by the law enforcement elder, he would never have believed that such an absurd thing would happen.

Not long ago, there was a movement in the mysterious treasure of Maoshan, and now someone has comprehended it in the Zhenren Palace. How could it be such a coincidence in the world...

[The treasure has reacted. The man of destiny is in Maoshan right now. Find him quickly! ]

A voice came to his ear.

"The man of destiny has come to Maoshan?!"

The old Taoist priest thought of the tourist who had attained enlightenment in the Hall of Immortals mentioned by the law enforcement elder. Could he be the person destined to cause the treasure to move?

Strided out.

They went to the ancestral hall first, and soon after, the old Taoist priest left in a hurry and rushed to the Hall of Immortals.

In front of the Sanmao Zhenren Temple.

Other tourists have been directed elsewhere.

Several Taoists were called to seal off the Hall of Immortals. The middle-aged Taoist anxiously waited for the Pope at the door of the hall, looking into the hall from time to time.

When the old Taoist priest arrived, he asked, "Is that person still inside?"

“Yes.” The middle-aged Taoist nodded: “I am still comprehending inside. Seven minutes have passed.”

The old Taoist priest came to the front of the hall and looked inside.

I saw a glowing figure standing quietly in the hall, and then I looked at the three life-like statues, which were also emitting golden light and reflecting each other.

"Why does this feel like receiving a sacred ordination?" The old Taoist's eyes narrowed and he immediately discovered the key.

The Shangqing sect on Mount Maoshan has a method called "Receiving the Lu".

And this "receiving the talisman", do you think it is just simply imparting the talisman?

That would be very wrong.

The imparting of talismans is only the first stage in receiving them.

As we all know, drawing talismans has always been a tedious task.

Before drawing the talisman, one must not only bathe, burn incense, and silently recite the Qingxin Jue many times, but also go through a series of rituals before one can begin drawing the talisman. There is also a success rate and a failure rate.

The second stage of receiving the ordination certificate can only be carried out by the descendants of the Maoshan Pope, and it is also the most critical part of receiving the ordination certificate. That is, after learning all the Maoshan talismans, before inheriting the position of Pope, the previous Pope will perform a heritage ceremony.

Only after completing the ceremony can the ordination be considered complete.

At that time, drawing talismans would become extremely simple, without the need for ritual preparation, and no longer limited to cinnabar and yellow paper. Blood, ink, white paper, or even drawing talismans on the ground with branches would all work...

However, Jin Renfeng's state at this time was not the understanding they had guessed, but rather he was watching from a distance the information left behind by a legendary figure from more than a thousand years ago - Madam Wei of Maoshan.

This is the memory image left behind by Madam Wei before she ascended to heaven.

Only people who are true disciples of Sanmao can trigger it.

That’s right, unlike Uncle Jiu’s world, True Lord Sanmao has never set foot in this world, or it can be said that other great gods came and created this world, and brought the inheritance of the gods along with them.