Fairy cage

Although Yu Lie and others did not know what the price would be for early burial, they knew that it would never be enough to rely solely on the strength of the three towns in Heihe.

There was no other reason than the fact that there were too many high-ranking Taoist boys present at the meeting.

After experiencing the large-scale army incident, the middle-level Taoist boys in the three towns have been promoted. There are many breakthroughs, plus the number of high-ranking ones accumulated in the past twelve years.

In Blackwater Town alone, there were thirty-seven high-ranking Taoist boys attending the meeting.

There were more than a hundred Taoist boys at the scene. They thought about it for a while and figured out that the teachings mentioned by the leader of Blackwater Monastery might only be a matter for a few people.

"Could it be that this early reward is the best benefit among merit-based rewards?" This idea appeared in the minds of many people.

Some people's hearts immediately beat loudly, and they were overjoyed. Others showed regret, hating themselves for not working hard to gain credit among the big soldiers.

Yu Lie was among them, so he naturally guessed this.

Although he also doubted this, he was not too excited like others and still paid close attention to the Black Water Temple Master in mid-air.

With just a few words from Master Blackwater Temple and others, all the Taoist boys were stirred up. The other party looked around at the restless Taoist boys with a chuckle on his face.

Immediately, the man stood in mid-air, stepped on the steel pole, took off his Taoist crown, made it into a cape shape, and shouted:

"The soul is back! The soul is back!"

Buzz!

Amidst the shouts like mountain ghosts, the black wind insects scattered around gathered together again and fell at the opponent's feet.

Soon, an altar made of clouds and mist appeared in the eyes of everyone.

This altar is more than ten feet wide and covers the middle of three mountains. It is like a floating island, built up layer by layer, at random heights, and billowing.

The Master of Blackwater Temple stood at the highest point of the altar, with disheveled hair, holding a bright red sword in his hand, dancing left and right, shouting and shouting.

When such a huge momentum appeared, the eighth-level Taoist disciples on the three hills saw it and hurriedly stepped out, stepping on the swarms of insects in the air, and climbed onto the black cloud-like altar.

The two Taoists, respectively dressed in green robes and gold robes, also lowered their heads and walked up.

They lined up around the Black Cloud Altar, all bowing their heads and shouting: "The soul has returned! I sincerely invite the master of the temple to confer the urn."

thunderbolt!

More than ten Taoist priests of the eighth grade and above opened an altar to perform rituals above the Heishui River. The sky suddenly became stormy, and billowing dark clouds shrouded the heads of everyone.

The Heishui River under the altar is also turbulent, as if an angry dragon is roaring.

Storms and clouds are gathering.

The rest of the Taoist boys stayed on the top of the mountain, watching the Blackwater Temple Master and others ascending to the sky, as if they were seeing gods. Their bodies swayed back and forth like short grass and shrubs, making a rustling sound when being blown by the wind.

Such momentum really opened the eyes of the Taoist boys.

As the turmoil continued, the chuckle in the mouth of the Black Water Temple Master who was doing the practice on the highest altar turned into a big laugh:

"Pray for blessings, and I respectfully invite you to come first. In the sixty years since you have been here, I have been in Bishan Town, nourishing 3,600 grains of high-quality Taoist boys, and raising 14 people of eighth-grade Taoist disciples... Fu Wei Shang Feast, invite the dragon Qi appears!"

After saying that, the master of Blackwater Temple knelt down on the highest altar and bowed down.

"Fu Wei Shang Xiang, please reveal your dragon energy."

The Taoist disciples and others who followed him up to the altar were like clay puppets, kowtowing on the altar. Even though the swarms of black clouds of insects climbed onto their heads and lingered around their bodies, they were completely unaware of it. Don't care.

On the contrary, Yu Lie and others, this group of little Taoist boys, still stayed on the top of the mountain, not knowing whether to continue sitting or to stand up, kneel down and kowtow.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the uppermost sky of the altar, hanging high above the head of the Black Water Temple, shining brightly.

Its light color was like condensed milk, flowing erratically, and finally formed a luxurious, exquisite, and royal talisman in mid-air.

All the Taoists who saw this golden urn, whether it was the Master of Black Water Temple or others, felt as if they had seen the sun, feeling dazzling, but full of vitality, exuding a sense of warmth.

Among them, Taoist priests in green robes and golden robes saw Jin Lu, and their eyes showed longing.

Their faces remained calm, but they secretly communicated using unknown methods.

The golden-robed Taoist said with emotion:

"Sure enough, the old guy is going to die soon. This time he not only advanced the ceremony of entrustment to before the training, but also directly summoned the Golden Urn of the River God!"

When the Qingyi Taoist heard this, his eyes jumped: "Brother Taoist, is this golden urn the seat of authority and the key to the secret realm of the entire Blackwater River?"

The golden-robed Taoist replied: "Of course. The Taoist court rules the world and has divided the gods. If the seventh-grade Taoist priests refine the Yinshen, they will be qualified to receive the status of gods and manage the rivers and mountains for the Taoist court."

"It's just that ordinary seventh-grade Taoist officials can only be a ghost. Even to death, they can only hold the position of a day wandering god or a night wandering god. It's not like our teacher, who has the river god's gold." Ruan!" The golden-robed Taoist sighed again.

The green-robed Taoist was not completely ignorant. He was just younger than the golden-robed Taoist and had never seen the "Black Water River Barrier" with his own eyes before.

The Taoist priest in Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly and sent a message to remind:

"Brother Dao, cheer up! If the old guy refines this golden urn of the river god, you and I will have to wait for another sixty years. Only when he is completely gone will you have a chance to inherit this urn, and I will have a chance. Get out of here."

After several more messages, the Qingyi Taoist and the Jinpao Taoist conspired, and then they stopped their private discussions and continued to serve the Black Water Monastery Master in a serious manner to open the altar.

If Yu Lie could hear what these two people were talking about secretly and gain some insight, he would suddenly understand why these two people were plotting the life of the Blackwater Temple Master.

It turns out that the Taoist in Jinpao was eyeing the Golden Ribbon of the River God controlled by the Master of Blackwater Temple, while the Taoist in Qingyi hoped to share the legacy of the Master of Blackwater Temple and leave the remote place of Heishui River.

Although the Master of the Blackwater Temple has always been in charge of the golden urn of the Blackwater River and is regarded as the river god of this place, he has never truly refined this golden urn.

Because once a Taoist refines the golden urn of gods, his own Taoist urn will be integrated into it, and he will be separated from the Taoist book and ranked in the god and ghost book.

Although this will have many benefits, it will be directly protected by the Taoting Dragon Qi. But there are also many disadvantages, such as being unable to leave the jurisdiction for life and having to follow the arrangements of superiors.

The gods and earth gods are gods in name, which sounds nice, but in fact they are just lackeys of the Taoist court to control the world, and they are only equivalent to the officials in the yamen.

More importantly, once a Taoist becomes a god, his own path will be cut off and there will be no room for growth.

Therefore, except for those Taoists who have no potential, or those who are about to die of old age, people in the immortal way will not refine their own Taoist urn into the golden urn of the gods early, and are not in a hurry to fit in with the gods.

However, the Master of Blackwater Temple cannot break through to the sixth level now and is about to die of old age. Naturally, he has to get into an alloy body and become a true river god of Blackwater River.

Because only in this way, after the physical body dies of old age, the other party can continue to live for another sixty years with the help of Tao Ting's dragon energy and the soul body, and the total life span can reach two hundred and forty years.

There is no way forward and his life is coming to an end. In this situation, the Master of Black Water Temple has no other choice.

What the Taoist Jinpao wanted to do was to take advantage of the fact that the Black Water Monastery Master had not yet refined the River God's Golden Barrel, seize it into his own hands, and refine it himself.

As for Taoist Qingyi, this person was because he first became a Taoist disciple three years after arriving in Blackwater Town. Even though he has broken through early and became a seventh-grade Taoist official, he is still only a Taoist priest due to the agreement he made back then. Being able to be trapped near the Blackwater River and shouldering responsibilities.

Therefore, one of them wanted to divide the family property, and the other wanted to leave this place. They did not want the Lord of the Black Water Temple to refine the Golden Barrel of the River God before his death and continue to weigh on their heads for a while. .

Buzz!

Over the Heihe River, the Golden Barrel of the River God continued to shine brightly.

The master of the Black Water Temple seemed completely unaware of the thoughts of the two Taoists in green and gold. He stood up from the altar and looked up at the golden urn of the river god that appeared, with a look of sadness and emotion on his face.

After thinking quietly for a few times, the Master of Black Water Temple gently waved his sleeves and prayed:

"I respectfully ask Dalong Qi to consecrate all my disciples."

After that, he faced the three hills, waved and whispered: "Little guys, come here."

Clusters of insect swarms condensed into futons or stones above the Heihe River, arranged in a formation, and extended to the Taoist boys of the three towns.

The black wind blew, seeming to urge everyone to climb onto the floating black stone and walk towards the altar.

At this time, the green-robed Taoist and the golden-robed Taoist either sneered or scolded, urging:

"The master is so generous today. Although it's just a lie, it's a rare opportunity. It's much better than what we did back then. Why don't you come forward to listen to the Dharma and accept the gift!"

On the other hand, some of the Taoist boys in Blackwater Town were already busy walking towards the Black Cloud Altar above the river.

The remaining columns were also mixed in.

The Taoist boys from Greenwood Town and Huangsha Town heard their mayor speaking and quickly followed him.

More than a hundred high-ranking Taoist boys lined up, circling and squeezing their way towards the Black Water Monastery at the highest point of the altar.

Each of them had different expressions, some looked happy, some looked surprised.

Others chewed on the words of Taoist priests in green and gold robes: "Fake urn, what is a fake urn? Can there be fake taoist urns?"

Finally, the first high-ranking Taoist boy walked up to the Blackwater Temple Master, with an expression of excitement and uneasiness on his face, and he was quite looking forward to it.

The Taoist boy looked at the master of Black Water Temple who was very close at hand, and quickly bowed and knelt down to kowtow.

But the powerful Black Water Temple Master just now seemed like a kind and ordinary old man. He said warmly: "Just bow down, no need to be polite."

"Yes, Temple Master!" The Taoist boy replied suppressing his emotions, bowing respectfully.

"Lower it." Blackwater Temple Master said. He stretched out his fingertips and tapped lightly on the Taoist boy's brow.

A red dot that looked like cinnabar or blood appeared on the Taoist boy's forehead.

Such a scene fell into the eyes of Yu Lie and others, making them think:

"Is this the Enlightenment? Is it that simple?"

They stared at the first Taoist boy closely, wanting to see if there would be any changes in the other party, but the leader of Blackwater Temple waved his hand at him and said:

"Go down and find a place to sit. Don't be restrained."

The Master of Black Water Temple finished his words.

On the Black Cloud Altar, swarms of insects were swarming, and further below where the Taoist disciples were standing, futons were condensed, signaling the Taoist boy with a red mole to go over and sit down.

Although the first Taoist boy was a little confused, he immediately apologized, walked off the highest point of the altar, landed below, and found a place to sit down cross-legged.

But even after he sat down, there was still a look of confusion on his face, and he would touch the red mole between his eyebrows from time to time.

Next.

Taoist boys one after another passed by the master of Black Water Monastery one after another. They all received a few gentle words from the other party, and then clicked a red mole between their eyebrows.

The rest of the columns were inconspicuously mixed in, and the same was true.

When the Black Water Temple Master touched the red mole on him, there was nothing strange, as if he didn't recognize him at all.

And Yu Lie also noticed that She Shuangbai and a female Taoist girl with a broken arm in Greenwood Town also completed the process in such a simple way.

The latter turned out to be the person whose arm he had blown off—Miaom.

Yu Lie recognized the other party and found that the other party's status among the Taoists in Greenwood Town was not low. Fortunately, the other party did not recognize him at all.

The "conferring" ceremony continued. It was obviously a very simple matter, but the master of Blackwater Temple did it slowly.

After half an hour, all the Taoists walked in front of each other, had a face-to-face meeting, and sat down at the bottom of the Black Cloud Altar.

At this time, the master of Black Water Temple sat cross-legged at the highest point of the altar and let out a long sigh of relief.

It was also at this time that Yu Lie and other Taoist boys discovered some clues from the red moles that were touched on each of them.

Although everyone has only a little red mole between their eyebrows, which was touched by the same finger of the Master of Black Water, and is the same size, their colors are different.

Some people are slightly red, some are as red as blood, and some are as red as purple.

For example, She Shuangbai, who was next to Yu Lie, had his red mole directly on the mask without letting She Shuangbai take off the mask.

Its color is so red that it looks purple, which makes it stand out among all the Taoist boys around.

Mutterings and discussions resounded in the crowd, and everyone slowly discovered that those Taoist boys with rich red moles were all prominent figures in their respective towns and courtyards. Basically, they all became famous among the Dadian soldiers.

Such thoughts appeared in the minds of many Taoists, and Yu Lie was also thinking about it.

Suddenly, Yu Lie felt that someone was looking at him. He raised his head and found that most of the Taoist boys in front of and behind him were looking at him.

Others murmured: "Is the depth of color related to merit?"

She Shuangbai, who was closest to Yu Lie, also stared at Yu Lie in surprise.