In the eyes of the emperor of this dynasty, the south of Qianzhou was a barbaric land, isolated from the Central Plains, and the people were unintelligent. Although the mountains and forests were luxuriant and the land was fertile, the population was sparse and the righteousness and rituals were blocked.

Indeed, the mountains here are endless, with cliffs at the top, deep gorges and dangerous ravines scattered at random, and the valleys and forests are full of rare beasts and ferocious birds that are rarely seen in the Central Plains. It is really different from Lingnan where the miasma and poison are everywhere.

People with advanced cultivation must be careful when walking here. This is not only because they are afraid of ferocious beasts, but also because the indigenous villagers who have lived here for a long time have circulated all kinds of strange and ferocious spells and witchcraft, which are very different from the Chinese Taoism.

Same. According to legend, many evil sect elders and demons are hidden in these vast mountains and deep valleys.

Three hundred miles southwest of Qianzhou, there are more than a dozen Walled Cities made of logs and green bamboos. Some are close to mountains, some are by rivers, and one is hanging over a cliff. The Tu people in the Walled Cities live here and have experienced

For thousands of years, there are more than ten villages with thousands of young and old in total, making them a wealthy family in the Qianzhou area.

During this dynasty, most of the Han people lived in the prefectures of Qianzhou. These Tu people scattered in the mountains often only went to Qianzhou once or twice a year to exchange local medicinal materials and game for some ironware, books, and paper.

However, this Tu tribe is a bit different. The main village is built on the mountain, overlooking the rest of the villages. The only path into the mountain passes under the village, and the terrain is dangerous. On the top of the village, a tribal flag made of seven-color brocade is fluttering in the mountain wind.

Hunting and flying, but what is more eye-catching is a large apricot-yellow flag next to the clan flag, embroidered with the Yin and Yang Bagua diagram. It is clearly the Taoist flag of the Central Plains monastic sect, indicating that members of the sect are staying here. Looking from a distance,

It can also be seen that there are Taoist priests coming in and out of the village, probably not more than ten people.

There are very few interactions between the local Tu people and the Han people. The presence of so many Taoist priests here at this time is even more unusual.

The tallest wooden building in the village has a short, skinny old man sitting cross-legged in the middle, lighting a long pipe in the brazier in front of him. His head is wrapped in a dark blue homespun turban, with an egg-sized agate inlaid in the middle.

It is full of finely crafted gold ornaments. At first glance, it makes people worry that his thin body will be crushed by so many gold ornaments.

There was a sharp sound on the stairs, and a young man in his early twenties walked in quickly and said hurriedly: "Father! There are more than a hundred tribesmen gathered in front of the great wizard Zhuoyang's cell, and they are listening to his sermon!"

The old man shook his pipe and said, "Isn't he already locked up? How can he still preach?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, the old man said to himself: "Yes, most of the guards were also bewitched by him. It seems that the devil has taken over his heart. Even the friendship that lasted thirty years of hunting side by side can't be saved now."

Don’t put it aside anymore.”

The old man sighed and raised his voice: "Jiamutuo, take twenty guards and disperse the tribesmen who are watching and listening. In addition, where are the guards guarding Zhuoyang? Hang them on long poles to feed the eagles!"

The young man Jiamutuo hesitated and said: "Father, do we really want to sacrifice our heroic warriors for those outsiders? What the great wizard Zhuoyang said may be reasonable. Recently, there have been four children missing in the village.

It’s related to outsiders…”

The old man interrupted him in a deep voice: "I am in charge of the clan now! If you want to be the clan leader, wait until I am dead!"

In desperation, Jiamutso had no choice but to leave as ordered. The old man thought for a moment and hit the diabolo beside him three times with his pipe. Within a moment, another tall, dark-skinned young man quietly walked in from the side door. The old man walked in quietly from the side door.

He said in a deep voice: "Take fifty clan soldiers and follow your brother to have a look. If he dares to let Zhuo Yang go privately, then you will arrest him too!"

The young man lowered his head in agreement, a look of joy appeared on his face, and immediately left the building.

The old man lowered his head and took a few puffs from his pipe, stood up, turned around in a circle, and sat down again, "Zhuoyang, hum, Zhuoyang. Even you can't stop me from pursuing the will of the great god."

In a remote corner of the southeast of the village, there is a wooden building with sparse hedges hidden among dense clumps of bamboo. In front of it is a high drying shelf, and a clear green stream winds past the building. At this moment, the stone road leading to the wooden building is on both sides. A canopy of spiritual flags was erected, and an apricot-yellow cloth barrier three feet high surrounded the wooden building and the open space in front of the building. There was only a flag gate in the south.

If any Tu people could enter the barrier, they would be surprised to see that in just a few days, an open-air altar has been built on the ground in front of the building, three feet wide. The altar is erected with a heavy altar, two feet wide, and the ground is paved with yellow glazed glass. There is a white mango stone fence with ten gates at the top and bottom. The xuantan is round in shape and the double altar is square in shape. There is a long lamp in the center. Thirty-six colored lamps are installed around the altar.

The altar path starts from the flag gate, twists and turns through the Xuantan, and points to the entrance of the wooden building. It is also paved with white manganese stone, and is dotted with small yellow glazed bricks spliced ​​according to the negative numbers of six and six. If anyone in the Taoist gate is present, you can see it at a glance It can be seen that the shape of the altar is like the six stars of the Southern Dipper.

At this moment, there are tables of green, red, yellow, white and black in five colors on the heavy altar. There are a dazzling array of offerings such as fragrant flowers, lamps and candles, golden dragon-patterned silk ribbons, pure sand talismans and flags. Beside each table there is a Taoist priest in full attire standing and chanting. Strangely enough, not a single sound could be heard outside the barrier.

The wooden building is a traditional stilted building. In the middle of the upper floor is the main room with wooden boards separating the bedrooms on both sides. Now the main room has been arranged into a Taoist altar, with a Sanqing seat and a Qiyu seat in the middle. Each person has a few high cards. Class train to the sacred places.

A Taoist priest from Zhenwu Temple with an immortal spirit stood in front of the altar with his hands folded. After looking at the altar carefully, he said lightly: "Very good."

The fat Taoist following him was praised by his master, and he couldn't help but feel energetic. He said with a smile: "I don't think there is such a spiritual source in the wilderness, but it is used by these barbarians as a final resting place for seriously ill patients." , What a waste of natural resources. This altar of Master Luo has unique ingenuity and ingenious workmanship. Even if Temple Master Sun is here, I'm afraid he can't do anything like this. Of course, the mystery of this altar cannot be seen by the barbarians."

"Don't underestimate the Yi people's magic. Their medicine, magic, and things are combined with witchcraft and incantations. They are very different from our Central Plains Taoism."

"How can it be as good as the brilliant dharma of my Zhenwu Temple and Master Luo?"

After hearing this, Master Luo couldn't help but smile. He picked up a small handful of gold sand and sprinkled it on the Xuan Altar. After the auspicious clouds passed by, a child floating in the air appeared in front of the five-color table. These children were completely transparent, and their bodies were There were no internal organs, only green leaves flowing in the mist. The five babies seemed to be sleeping, with different expressions on their faces, as if they were dreaming of different dreams.

Master Luo looked very satisfied, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "These medicinal embryos are already 80% ready. As long as we find three more medicinal embryos, the Xuan Altar will be completed."

The Fat Taoist said: "Master, there are enough suitable medicinal fetuses in this village, but one of them is the grandson of the clan leader. You see..."

Master Luo hummed and said calmly: "As long as the medicine is enough, I will take care of the rest."

Master Luo waved his sleeves, clouds rose from the ground, and the person disappeared without a trace. The Taoist teachings were truly amazing. In the blink of an eye, Master Luo appeared in the patriarch's room, straightened his robes, and sat cross-legged opposite the patriarch.

The old patriarch kept smoking his pipe and asked for a long time: "How is the progress of the Immortal Chief?"

Master Luo said calmly: "There are still three medicine fetuses left."

The old patriarch's pipe suddenly lit up and went out rapidly, and then he asked: "Are there three more?"

"Exactly." Master Luo said as he shook out an egg-sized elixir from his sleeve. The sealing wax on the elixir was made of purple gold with a picture of Nine Dragons Playing with Pearls, which was extremely luxurious and extravagant.

Looking at the Purple Gold Pill handed to him, the old patriarch's eyelids twitched imperceptibly.

Master Luo said calmly: "This elixir is called Jiulong Purple Gold elixir, and it is closely related to the Mysterious Altar I set up in the village. After taking this elixir, as long as the Mysterious Altar is not destroyed, the person who takes the elixir can live as long as heaven and earth."

Bang, bang! The sparks in the pipe have long been extinguished, but the old patriarch didn't notice it at all and just smoked hard.

When Master Luo saw it, he smiled calmly, placed the Nine Dragons Purple Gold Pill on the ground, dressed and left.

He had just come downstairs when the fat Taoist came in a hurry and said in a low voice: "Master, I always feel a little uneasy, as if someone is peeping here secretly. Do you think we need to strengthen our defense? After all, Xuan Tan

It’s about to be completed.”

Master Luo closed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and counted in his sleeves for a while, and sneered: "They are just a few clowns. If they were separated elsewhere, they might be able to get their hands on them. But since I am here, I can't help but

Let them come and go as they please!"

The fat Taoist immediately let go of his worries and flattered him like a flood.

When he saw the apricot flag in the distance, Ji Ruochen felt the fatigue that had been suppressed for a long time.

This journey has not been easy. The connection between him and the Shenzhou Luck Chart was much weaker than the previous two times. It was intermittent and absent. Finding the general direction of the source of spiritual power consumed more energy than before.

Several times more. Like the previous two times, they also encountered some small sects on the road who were clamoring to kill all Daode Sect disciples. But after seeing more, Ji Ruochen understood that these people only dared to stay far away from the Daode Sect.

After a lot of shouting, I'm afraid it won't take even a few more courage to get them closer to Xixuan Mountain.

Ji Ruochen casually caught the two of them and tortured them fiercely, trying to find out who was behind the scenes. As a result, everyone agreed that they were under the orders of Emperor Ming and supported by Zhenwuguan Zhenren. What they said was the same as what they didn't say. Ji Ruochen asked.
Chapter completed!