novelapdf Chapter 338
Chapter 338
Chapter 338
With the support of thousands of years of Taoism, the land of a hundred miles is within reach.
From a distance, Mo Chuan could see a huge Taoist temple, lying on the halfway of the mountain, hidden under the clouds and mist, looming.
He thought for a while, landed at the foot of the mountain, and climbed the steps up the mountain.
The mountain road stretches, testing the devout heart of believers;
It is also testing Mo Chuan's Taoism.
No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.
Until he set foot on the last level of the mountain road, the Huanglao Palace arrived.
The endless stretches of pavilions, terraces and pavilions, like the crimson towers of the gods, are scattered row upon row among the mountainsides, and they don't look like mansions in the world.
In front of the Guanmen, which is as splendid as a palace, between the nine steps to the sky, there is a relief sculpture of Chibi Yunlong. Under the two statues of green dragon and white tiger with teeth and claws, it looks extraordinarily noble.
The two Taoist boys stood in front of the door to greet visitors from all directions as if they had been prepared for a long time.
Seeing Mo Chuan and other ranks coming, he hurriedly descended to meet him, cupped his hands and said, "Dare to ask about the name of Changdao, but come to learn Xuanwu Dao?"
Mo Chuan's thoughts turned, and he replied: "Poverty Dao Mingchen is the master of Tianyao Academy. I am here to pay a visit to your palace and discuss matters."
Daotong was dazed when he heard the words, obviously he didn't know the name of Tianyao Academy, but he still hurriedly asked: "So it's Daoist Mingchen, please!"
"It's work."
Under the guidance of Daotong, Mo Chuan entered the palace gate, passed the screen wall, walked through the corridor and alley, and stepped into a guest hall.
As soon as Fang entered, he saw that the guest hall was already full of Buddhas with yellow crowns.
If you look carefully, you can see that each of them has mixed breaths and their cultivation is very limited, at most half-armor.
"Master, please!"
Daotong hurriedly invited Mo Chuan to take a seat.
When the Huangguan Buddha disciples in the hall saw Mo Chuan, they all showed a bit of surprise and uncertainty.
Gain Mochuan's Jiazi breath, to the people in the temple, can be regarded as a successful cultivation.
"Amitabha, the poor monk Zang Chun, the fellow Taoist is unfamiliar to me, what school and sect is he?" A Buddhist disciple stood up and asked loudly.
"Poverty tomorrow." Mo Chuan returned the salute.
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Mingchen, who has been admiring me for a long time!"
The Buddha returned the salute politely, always feeling that this Daoist name was somewhat familiar.
The Huangguan Buddha disciple in the hall was thoughtful when he heard the words, and felt vaguely as if he had heard this Taoist name somewhere.
"Da da da……"
Before everyone could think carefully, there was a sound of footsteps.
Looking at the reputation, surrounded by many Taoist priests and Taoist boys, an old Taoist priest with a crane crown and a turtle back, wearing a purple robe, with unfathomable cultivation, at least a thousand years old, entered the hall.
Seeing this, everyone quickly got up and bowed their hands in salute, each with their own address.
After listening carefully, this person is obviously the old palace owner of Huanglao Palace:
——The Taoist of Chuzhen.
"Fellow daoists are polite, please sit down!"
Daoist Chuzhen appeared very humble, without airs, and politely greeted everyone to take their seats.
After everyone was seated, the old Palace Master said generously:
"Nowadays the world is in turmoil and the people are suffering. As a member of the Taoist sect, it is reasonable to go down to the world and save the people. However, Huang Lao Yigong alone will not be able to do it!"
"There is a saying in the "Taiping Jing": If you don't follow the ruler, there will be no law."
"His Majesty, Emperor Dajing, is loyal, benevolent, and lenient to the people. However, treacherous ministers are in power and coerced by prostitutes. We should help the country to return to the right track..."
Amidst Taoist Chuzhen's subtle words and righteousness, Mo Chuan finally realized this inexplicable gathering.
It turned out that Huang Lao Gong was recruiting talents.
It is precisely because of this that the hall is full of yellow-crowned Buddhas.
He came here by chance, and was obviously misunderstood by Dao Tong.
After the old palace lord finished speaking, there was a sound of catering in the hall.
"A real person's speech is deep and subtle, and his reclusive heart shines like the sun. If we are not talented, how can we cherish a three-foot body and ignore the people at dawn?"
"A real person's words are close to the purpose, and the hearing is deafening."
"As a member of the Taoist sect, it is right to test the ghosts and gods to eliminate disasters!"
One sound of flattery, one after another, made Mo Chuan frown, making him stand out from the crowd even more.
"Fellow Daoist seems to have something to say?"
Taoist Chuzhen saw Mo Chuan who was out of place at a glance, and asked with a smile.
I thought to myself, probably because he has cultivated Jiazi Taoism and is very self-reliant, so simply showing him the opportunity is like buying a horse bone with a lot of money.
"Poverty Dao Mingchen, I came here from a war-torn place. I just came here for one thing, and I hope fellow Taoists will agree!" Mo Chuan stood up and bowed his hands in salute.
"Fellow Daoist, you are being polite, do you dare to ask if there is any relationship between you and Guangling Youyan?" Chuzhen Daoist asked with some doubts.
"Guangling Youyan is the official position of the poor Taoist, but today, the poor is not the Guangling Youyan, but the master of Tianyao Academy." Mo Chuan replied.
"It's him?"
"Guangling Youyan method...could it be the Mingchen Immortal Elder who overwhelmed the world in the Buddha Heart Sect?"
"It is said that Immortal Elder Mingchen raises real dragons. I wonder if it is true or not?"
"What is Tianyao Academy?"
The Buddha disciples with yellow crowns in the hall were shocked when they heard this.
No one expected that the famous big shot would sit in the palace like a nobody.
The few monks nearby were even more restless and proud!
Look, Guangling Youyanfa, a Buddhist sage, and the Lord of True Dragons are sitting with us, and it is really the right time to deliver famous posts this time.
"So it's Daoist Mingchen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
The old palace lord of Chuzhen was surprised, and hurriedly got up to salute, his old heart was pounding.
If Mingchen joins the Anyuan Army, the world will have another [-]% chance of winning.
"polite!"
Mo Chuan replied: "Pindao heard about the turmoil in Leizhou, and couldn't bear the suffering of the common people, so he came from afar, and only asked your palace to agree to one thing."
Chuzhen Taoist: "Fellow Taoist, please tell me."
Mo Chuan took a deep breath to calm his beating heart.
He knew in his heart that once this step was taken, there would be no turning back, and the Tianyao Academy he had worked so hard to build might be destroyed in one fell swoop.
However, why did he practice Taoism?
It is long-lived and long-sighted;
It is also the way of the heart.
The phrase "helping the world and benefiting people, promoting the Dao, and invigorating the Xuanfeng" is not only a slogan, but also the heart of Dao.
"Pindao went to Leizhou and passed a city. He saw Dingyuan soldiers engulfing the people and rushing into the city. After entering the city, they burned, killed and looted. They did all kinds of crimes! The Taoist priests who accompanied the army turned a blind eye, and Pindao killed them in anger."
"As the saying goes, the general trend of the world, if it is united for a long time, it will be divided, and if it is divided for a long time, it will be united. The poor dare not go against the sky, but I also implore your palace to restrain the soldiers, not to offend the people, let alone kill innocent people indiscriminately."
"Otherwise, don't blame Pindao for practicing the way of killing and protecting life!"
With a single word, the whole hall was shocked.
All the cultivators stared wide-eyed in astonishment, and looked at Mo Chuan in unison.
Daoist Chuzhen, who was full of smiles, suddenly froze his expression, and said in a cold voice, "Fellow Daoist, is this a message from Daolusi?"
Mo Chuan looked stern: "Only represents the poor."
Chuzhen Daoist chuckled, sat down slowly, picked up his teacup, sipped lightly, and said slowly:
"As far as Pingdao knows, the Daolu Division knew that it was defeated by the Dingyuan Army. It has already fortified the walls and cleared the country. I don't know how many people have been displaced and starved to death. Daoist friends dare to stop it?"
I have to admit that Taoist Chuzhen, who is the retired master of Huanglao Palace, has burning eyes.
It hit the nail on the head where Mo Chuan was most at a loss.
Once this step is taken, it means that he will offend all forces.
During the war, everyone ignored him;
When the world is unified, it is inevitable to settle accounts after autumn.
(End of this chapter)