Starting from the fox demon and crossing the heavens

After hearing his words, Jin Renfeng secretly said: "In different worlds, even Maoshan is a bit different."

At least, it was different from the layout he had in mind.

Doing as the Romans did, they burned three sticks of incense. Under the leadership of Taoist Liu Yang, the two came to the backyard, where the statue of Sanmao Zhenjun was located.

"Sir, it is forbidden to take pictures here."

As soon as he entered, he saw a fat Taoist persuading a tourist who wanted to take a sneak shot.

Liu Yang said: "Brother Li?"

"Xiao Yangzi!" The fat Taoist smiled at Jin Renfeng, looked up and down secretly, and said, "Xiao Yangzi, go back, I will entertain this layman."

"Yes, brother."

Liu Yang withdrew from the main hall, patted his head, and said in doubt: "It's strange, why is Senior Brother Li here, shouldn't he be in the back mountain?"

If you can't figure it out, you don't want to.

"Layman, do you want to offer incense?" The fat Taoist rubbed his hands, and said with a wretched smile, "There are three kinds of incense offerings at different prices, upper, middle, and lower. They are not expensive."

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

The fat Taoist said, "Three yuan for a stick of lower incense, six yuan for a stick of middle incense, and nine yuan for a stick of upper incense."

"It's really not expensive." Jin Renfeng thought he would open his mouth like a lion, but the fat Taoist said with a smile: "This incense offering must not be sold too expensive. If it is too expensive, it will be suspected of using the ancestor to make money. You can’t do that immoral thing.”

"Why do I feel that there is something in the long story?"

The fat Taoist smiled even brighter, and reminded: "Have you ever been to those monks' temples to worship?"

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

"I don't know the price of their incense?"

Jin Renfeng and the fat Taoist looked at each other, and they smiled tacitly.

"By the way, I remember the first time I came to worship, couldn't I offer three sticks of incense for free?"

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

Routine, it really is a routine.

Anyway, Jin Renfeng was not short of money, so he took out his big hand and handed the fat Taoist priest a piece of fifty.

The fat Taoist looked a little disappointed, it wasn't a big red ticket, and he gave him nine sticks of thick incense, but Jin Renfeng suddenly said, "Daoist, did you forget to ask me for money?"

Fat Taoist: "..."

He called "Fuck" in his heart, but he was actually thicker than him, with a bitter face, and could only change for money.

"Hahaha, forget it, I won't tease you, you can keep the rest of the money."

Jin Renfeng laughed and said, "Frivolous all your life?"

The fat Taoist immediately raised his head and said, "How does the layman know my online name?"

"I want to become a fairy."

"You, you are the one I want to become a fairy?!" The fat Taoist said in surprise.

Jin Renfeng nodded and said: "Master Dao, your products are very genuine. Among the merchants I met, you are the only one with such a conscience."

"Hahaha, no matter what, I just don't want to lie." The fat Taoist grinned, his expression even more wretched.

"By the way, don't you know the name of the scholar?"

The fat Taoist straightened his clothes, performed a standard Taoist ceremony, and said: "The poor Taoist layman's name is Li Qingkuang, and his Taoist name is Guiyuan. He is the third generation successor of Maoshan Shangqing School No. 40."

Chapter 130: Surprised, Destiny Appears

"It has been passed down to the third generation of No. 70." Jin Renfeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion. He is the fifth generation successor of Maoshan School No. 40, and now it has been passed down to No. 70 for more than one generation. Calculated according to seniority, the fat Taoist shouted It is not an exaggeration for him to call him patriarch.

I didn't get entangled in this issue, because I knew without thinking that his name would not be on the Maoshan name book in this world.

Fat Taoist Li Qingkuang immediately showed the happiest smile when he learned that the God of Wealth had come.

"By the way, didn't you say on the Internet that you don't have to do any work in Maoshan, what now..."

"Ahem..." The fat Taoist coughed dryly, "Well, I will come to help my juniors occasionally. After all, I am a good senior who is eager to help my juniors."

"Like This."

"Can you show me around?"

"No problem." The fat Taoist nodded and took out a brand new smartphone, "Hey, little brother, brother, I have a friend to receive, hurry up and stand on guard for the brother, and tomorrow the brother will go down the mountain to buy you the most I like roast chicken."

The other end of the phone replied: "No way, senior brother, you even sold our master's altar, the master was really angry this time, and said that if I help you, he will expel me from the master's door, and the master unilaterally sold me." Brother, your quota of going out this year has been cancelled."

The fat Taoist was taken aback, "What?"

"That is to say, brother, you don't want to go down the mountain this year."

"Do not--"

The fat Taoist priest turned pale when he heard the news.

"Senior brother, let me tell you one piece of more unfortunate news. In fact, the master has also applied to the head teacher for other punishments on the senior brother."

"What punishment?"

He suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Put you, brother, in a confinement room. Copy the Huang Ting Jing including the Shang Qing Jing a hundred times."

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

"By the way, I overheard this just now. Uncle Law Enforcer has already gone to look for you."

The fat Taoist opened his mouth wide and was stunned, his whole body suddenly became ill.

Jin Renfeng was listening beside him, his expression gradually became strange.

If I remember correctly, when I bought an altar from him last time, the fat Taoist priest seemed to have said that it was an altar for his teacher, and he charged him a few hundred dollars more. Thinking that there are such sincere businessmen in this world.

long time acquaintance...

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a beard walked in with a serious face.

Seeing the person coming, the fat Taoist cried out, "Master, please forgive me. I was wronged. I just saw that Master's old man's altar is moldy. Master doesn't come to worship once a year, so I want to give it to Master." Change to a new altar, you always listen to my explanation."

The other party shook his head and said seriously: "It seems that you haven't realized the seriousness of the problem. It's not a big deal to change the altar. I also saw that you didn't cheat. The materials for the altar are better than the original ones, but this is actually It's not the point."

"The point is, you didn't discuss it with your master before changing it. This is your fault."

"At a young age, you are disrespecting your master, and at an older age, you are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors." The other party said helplessly: "Your master ran to your teacher-in-charge to make a fuss, and insisted on holding you accountable." Question, it's not easy for you to say anything, the teacher in charge."

Then, he looked at Jin Renfeng and made a salute, "Layman, I'm really sorry that I will let other Taoist priests be guides for the layman later."

"No need, after I have worshiped the three True Monarchs, I will go down the mountain after walking around." Jin Renfeng refused.

Light the incense in your hand, walk in front of the statue in the middle, and respectfully worship three times, three sticks of incense.

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

The eyes of the middle-aged priest showed surprise.

Because the order in which Jin Renfeng worshiped was exactly the seniority of Sanmao Zhenjun, and the incense was offered in order from the highest to the bottom.

It's not that I know Maoshan very well, but I absolutely don't know such details.

Suddenly, Jin Renfeng's eyes froze.

In an instant, the three god statues in front of him were no longer ordinary god statues, but gave him a strange feeling that the god statues were still those three god statues, but it always felt that something had changed.

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

"Well, Master... Uncle Master, my qi seems to be suppressed by something..."

"I... mine too..."

The fat Taoist priest and the middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Jin Renfeng who was in a strange state, and for a moment they didn't understand what happened.

In their eyes, Jin Renfeng's body had an extra layer of golden light, and even the three statues of Zhenjun gods also emitted a layer of faint golden light, which looked very spectacular at first glance.

"He's enlightened..."

The middle-aged Taoist gasped. These three statues of Zhenjun have been placed here for countless years, enjoying countless incense, but it is recorded that no one except Wei Niangniang has ever enlightened in front of the statue of Zhenjun.

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

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

[@张教: Come quickly to the Hall of True Monarchs and find a tourist enlightened in front of the statues of the True Monarchs, and the three statues of the True Monarchs responded at the same time!

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On the other side, the old Taoist was looking helplessly at the person sitting on the side seat who kept drinking, the white-haired old man who was dressed sloppily, looked unkempt, and had messy hair and beard, said: "Junior Brother Zhang, you said you have Do you look like a master, you look older than me now, drink like this all day long, and you don’t practice Taoism, are you worthy of your dead master?!"

"Master..." The white-haired old man looked up at the sky, slumped on the chair, and said with a wry smile: "Senior brother, I have no face to see the master, I am sorry for the old man!"

"Brother..."

As he spoke, the white-haired old man wept and said emotionally: "I haven't found Junior Brother Zibu, and I haven't even been able to 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, that kid is now the true biography of conferring a talisman, I can't control it, then you, the head, will take care of it!"

The white-haired old man stood up staggeringly, and walked towards the door unsteadily, his waist was already bent, and his figure looked very lonely.

Ding Dong!

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

Opening it, the old Taoist stood up abruptly, staring at the phone screen.

If it weren't for the law enforcement elders who sent the message, he would never have believed that such absurd things would happen.

Not long ago, there was movement in the secret treasure of Maoshan, and now someone has enlightened in the Hall of True Monarchs. How can there be such a coincidence in the world...

[The secret treasure is on, the Man of Destiny is in Maoshan right now, find him quickly! 】

In his mind, a sound transmission sounded.

"The Man of Destiny has come to Maoshan?!"

The old Taoist thought of the tourist who the law enforcement elder said was enlightened in the Hall of the True Monarch. Could he be the man of destiny who caused the movement of the secret treasure?

Go out with great strides.

I went to the ancestral ancestral hall first, and after a while the old Taoist left in a hurry and went to the Zhenjun Hall.

In front of San Mao Zhenjun Palace.

Other tourists are directed elsewhere.

A few Taoist priests were called to block the Zhenjun Hall. The middle-aged Taoist waited anxiously at the entrance of the hall for the head teacher, looking into the hall from time to time.

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

"Yeah." The middle-aged Taoist nodded and said, "I'm still enlightening inside, it's been 7 minutes."

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

I saw a glowing figure, standing motionless in the hall, and looking at the three statues of the true king, they also emitted golden light, echoing it.

"This feeling, how is it like granting a talisman?" The old Taoist stared, and immediately discovered the key to the problem.

The Maoshan Shangqing sect has a method called "Zulu".

And this granting of talismans, do you think that it is simply imparting talismans?

That would be very wrong.

Imparting talismans is only the first stage of granting talismans.

As we all know, drawing symbols has always been a very troublesome thing.

Before drawing the talisman, not only need to bathe and burn incense, but also silently recite the formula for clearing the heart a few times. After a series of rituals, the talisman can be drawn, and there is also a success and failure rate.

The second stage of conferring can only be carried out by the successor of Maoshan, and it is also the most critical stage in conferring. A succession ceremony.

After the ceremony is completed, the consecration is considered complete.

At that time, drawing talismans will become very simple, there is no need to prepare rituals, and it is no longer limited to cinnabar yellow paper, blood, ink, white paper, even drawing talismans on the ground with a branch, will have effects...

Chapter 130 Eighth Secret Treasure, Maoshan God Conferring Art