Chapter 229 Promotion, Memorial Ceremony
Chapter 230 Promotion, Memorial
When the ten slightly illusory talismans were quietly floating in the air.
Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted by them. The ten talismans seemed like a black hole and a huge torch.
So, it can be like this?
There was surprise and shock on their faces, which was a kind of surprise and trembling of seeing another way.
It turned out that the talisman - can be used like this!
A small discussion brewed in the crowd, and in a blink of an eye it became a spreading storm.
Countless streams of light rose from the crowd and flew to various places in Longhu Mountain.
Those disciples who were still struggling also looked at the talismans floating back and forth in the air in a daze.
There was actually a strong sense of loss.
They couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, and finally sighed and dispersed the golden light on their bodies.
The Tao heart was damaged, come again next time.
But some people were unwilling to admit defeat, but cheered up and continued to write.
Various choices vary from person to person.
Only Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu, who had seen it once, were not so surprised.
They looked at the child who was already shaky with worry, and finally couldn't hold back, and the couple flashed.
They had already passed through the crowd, and arrived just in time when Zhang Xiao fell.
Li Qingshu supported Zhang Xiao and felt the child's breath. Only after he fainted from excessive consumption, did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhang Chengdao stood beside his wife and child, just looking at the old Taoist priest with a complicated look.
Is this the reason why you asked us to go to the West?
The old Taoist priest seemed to understand Zhang Chengdao's eyes, nodded gently, and a very subtle sound had floated to Zhang Chengdao's ears.
"This is a good thing, don't worry, Xiaoxiao is your son and my grandson."
"Have you heard about it?"
"What did you hear about?"
"The little Taoist priest who returned from studying abroad in the West took a small stick and drew a line with his finger.
Guess what?"
"What?"
"Wow, the void became a talisman! Ten pieces at a time! That speed is much faster than what I draw.
I just don't know how effective it is, if it is not weakened too much"
"Hiss! The void becomes a talisman? Why haven't I heard of this technique?"
On Mount Longhu, people are talking about the shocking scene during the talisman examination.
For those who are obsessed with the way of talismans, what Zhang Xiao did is like opening a new door.
No matter how it is done, as long as someone does it, it proves that this path exists after all.
The way of talismans has ushered in an epic enhancement!
Even the name has changed, from the kid of the young Taoist priest to the little Taoist priest.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaotianshi was lying on the chaise longue, closing his eyes comfortably, enjoying the tranquility of the summer afternoon.
Although it was midsummer, Longhu Mountain was cool and pleasant, although a trace of heat could still be felt.
Hey, this is life
Zhang Xiao turned over, exposing the other half of his body, enjoying the gentle breeze, and it had been two days since the end of the exam.
Anyway, I couldn't escape the black eyes, and when I slowly opened them, it was already a day later.
In the Hall of Thought, another book that was slightly illusory before had become much more solid, facing the magic book "No Curse" from a distance.
It looked like a yin-yang fish.
Zhang Xiao smacked his lips and felt that it was not cool enough. The palm leaf fan beside him flew over and fanned gently.
He sighed in his heart, so this person still has to push himself, otherwise I really don't know how much potential he can have.
Well, it seems that I still have potential, and I have to continue to explore it.
Li Qingshu was lying in another rocking chair, holding a teacup in her bare hands and an ancient book, reading carefully.
"Madam--" Zhang Chengdao's voice came from afar before he arrived, and then his figure appeared in the courtyard.
He first picked up the teapot on the table and filled it up, then sat down and said:
"The Tianshi has discussed the result."
Zhang Xiao got up from the bed with a start, and Li Qingshu also put down the things in his hands.
Before, Zhang Xiao formed ten talismans at one time, which was a scene that had never appeared in the Longhu Mountain Ordination Examination.
It also caused widespread discussion.
So much so that everyone had to discuss how Zhang Xiao's situation should be calculated.
In fact, everyone had a consensus on whether he passed or not. He must have passed. The key point is that this kind of groundbreaking thing should be recorded as merit.
Merit can determine the grade of ordination.
The ordination of Upper Longhu Mountain is slightly different from that of Lower Longhu Mountain.
For example, according to the rules, Zhang Xiao should be awarded the "Taishang Sanwu Dugong Sutra", referred to as "Dugong Lu", and enter the rank.
In addition, there will be a fairy official rank and a Dharma altar.
In short, just like the secular world, first enter the organization, determine which unit, and then arrange the work.
But what is different from the secular world here is that there are not so many complicated things.
For example, those who first receive Dugong in Xialonghu Mountain should be familiar with the four-grade true scriptures of "Taishang Xuanmen Morning and Evening Altar Gongke Sutra", "Taishang Xuanling Beidou Benming Yansheng", and "Taishang Sanyuan Cifu Pardon Sin Jieya Xiaozhai Yansheng Baoming Zhenjing".
And often read the five classics of "Daode", "Nanhua", "Wenshi", "Yinfu", and "Huangting".
And a series of other details.
Moreover, the changes of the times have also caused great changes in the conferral of rituals in Xialonghu Mountain. For example, in the beginning, conferrals were conferred according to the "Three Cave Cultivation Rituals".
Later, it was reorganized and revised and became "The Jade Grid of the Temple of Heaven". Fundamentally, everything in the world is changing and nothing remains unchanged.
This is the most fundamental reason for the difference between the upper and lower Longhu Mountains.
It is true that there is [Heavenly Court] on Mount Longhu.
[Heavenly Court] has taken care of many functions and restrictions, so it is relatively easy to go to Longhu Mountain.
In the eyes of mother and son, Zhang Chengdao smiled slightly:
"Promoted to the first rank. Coupled with your achievements in killing the snake demon in the west, it should be the seventh rank."
Killing a basilisk at Hogwarts counts as merit?
Zhang Xiao didn't know much about these things, but Li Qingshu laughed and nodded slightly:
"It's good. The seventh grade at least has enough power to protect itself in the land of China."
Self-protection? Seventh grade?
Zhang Xiao asked curiously: "Dad, do you have anything to say?"
"Grade is quite important." Li Qingshu smiled and pointed to the sky: "Xiaoxiao, our Taoist sect is unrivaled in China, and a large part of the reason is [Heavenly Court].
After being promoted to the altar, in addition to oneself, one can also mobilize the corresponding level of [Heavenly] power. "
Zhang Xiao clicked his tongue and mobilized the power of [Heavenly Court]!
Although it was in China, it was terrifying enough. Those towering figures and powerful oppressive force from before are still fresh in my memory.
"Mom and Dad, I don't think I've ever seen you get up?"
The couple laughed together:
"It's useless in the West, and it's useless in the East. There are very few things in China that can make your parents famous. Most of them are honest and will never cause trouble."
Zhang Xiao thought about it and realized that, as a Shaotian master, there was no doubt about Zhang Chengdao's strength. Although his mother had not directly taken action, it seemed that he was not much weaker.
The family chatted and laughed for a while. Zhang Chengdao looked at the time and had a sudden idea.
"Since we have nothing to do, why don't we go find the tiger and play in the back mountain?"
Go to the back mountain? Want to fight with a big black bear?
Li Qingshu immediately put down the book in his hand: "Let's go!"
Zhang Xiao rode on his father's favorite neck when he was a child, feeling the strong wind whistling in his ears.
I always feel that the tiger looks happier than his parents.
He lay down and buried his entire upper body in the tiger's silky soft fur.
Tiger's body paused, and his movements suddenly became much softer.
So comfortable!
Two semicircular and slightly pointed ears were right in front of his eyes, like cats, shaking from time to time.
I wonder if the tiger can have airplane ears.
"Hey, Xiaoxiao, let me tell you a little secret. The tiger is most afraid of people scratching its ears, but if it is scratched well, it will feel very comfortable."
Zhang Chengdao leaned forward slightly, sighing and recalling:
"At that time, the tiger was not happy for me to ride it. In the end, it was only after I scratched my ears that the tiger was willing to take me.
Your mother is even better, she will brush the tiger's fur. "
Li Qingshu sighed, a little embarrassed, and said quietly: "Actually, at first, I thought it was a tiger demon, and I used water to attack it."
The laughter of father and son suddenly appeared in the strong wind, but the one belonging to Zhang Chengdao soon turned into a plea for mercy.
"Don't pinch, don't pinch. Oops, why are you using the golden light spell and finger-twisting."
The tiger was extremely fast, and within a moment, he led the three of them to the back mountain. It was obvious that the tiger was extremely familiar with the back mountain, and he ran straight towards a bamboo forest.
The green bamboo is like jasper, and the ground is covered with thick fallen leaves. It is like a carpet when you step on it, soft and comfortable.
A family of three jumped off the tiger's back.
Zhang Chengdao made a 'shh' gesture, and the tiger's ears immediately twitched twice, as if he recalled something.
He actually slowly lay down, lowered his ears, found a depression, and peeked out his eyes furtively.
Beside it lay neatly the Shaotianshi family.
A few dozen meters away, I saw a big black bear lying on a flat stone slab, like a human being, with its legs crossed.
The huge bear paws were still trembling, looking extremely comfortable.
I don’t know how long the stone slab had been lying there, but it was so shiny that it was almost turned into jade after being rubbed by the big black bear.
Maybe the wind was in the wrong direction, so the big black bear suddenly got up and looked this way in confusion.
Then he stood up, roared all day long, and slapped his chest with his thick palms.
"roar--!"
This big black bear has long been a demon, and now it actually exudes a wild aura while waving its palms and roaring.
The surrounding bamboo forest immediately swayed and made a rustling sound.
The fallen leaves are flying, with a strange beauty.
The end is unparalleled in momentum.
Zhang Chengdao didn't hide anything, he jumped out with his wife and waved enthusiastically at it, it was like meeting an old friend again:
"Dahei! Dahei"
The big black bear was about to roar, but suddenly froze, and twitched its wet nose suspiciously.
The little eyes suddenly opened wide.
The next second, the originally majestic roar immediately turned into a scream of terror.
The big black bear got down on all fours, yelled "Ouch", and ran away quickly. As he ran, he turned back to see if Zhang Chengdao had caught up with him.
"Ouch"
The big black bear gradually moved away, leaving only a silhouette of his back hurriedly away.
Zhang Chengdao raised his hands and the smile froze on his face.
The tiger jumped out, shook the fallen leaves on his body, and the 'king' on his forehead wrinkled.
He opened his mouth wide and took two deep breaths, looking like he was smiling.
Zhang Chengdao scratched his head and smiled awkwardly:
"Really, didn't I just grab the honey it hid before going down the mountain, and I actually remembered it until now."
Li Qingshu's expression was very subtle: "Yes, but Dahei is not very willing, so you give it a good beating."
The tiger walked to the huge bluestone slab, lay down on his own, and rested his head on his overlapping paws.
The couple looked at each other, as if they were reminded of how the tiger behaved like this when he was tired of playing in his childhood.
Find a place to lie down.
Zhang Xiao suddenly felt that he seemed a bit redundant and said simply:
"I'm walking around."
This is Longhu Mountain, so there is no need to worry about safety and convenience. Zhang Chengdao simply waved his hand.
As a 'light bulb', Zhang Xiao ran away with great self-awareness. This bamboo forest occupies a huge area.
The long and slender bamboo leaves look as if they have been washed by water, green and green, with the occasional breeze blowing by.
The unique "whistle" sound of the bamboo forest is like the sound of a whimpering flute. If a scholar and elegant guest sees it, he will be ecstatic.
Zhang Xiao walked for a while and then heard the sound of gurgling water not far away, which was clear and sweet.
He couldn't help but curiously followed the sound of water and looked for it.
But I saw a small stone pool in the distance. The water in this pool was extremely transparent and clear, and it looked like there was no water at all under the sunlight.
There are also some small fish in the pool, as if swimming in the air, with nothing to rely on.
Zhang Xiao sat on the edge of the pool and looked at the small pool in surprise.
What came to mind was Liu Zongyuan's "Little Rock Pond":
The water is so clear and clear that there are hundreds of fish in the pool, all of them seem to be swimming in the sky with nothing to rely on. The sunlight is clear and shadows are spread on the rocks.
However, it doesn't move, and it disappears far away. It seems to be enjoying itself with tourists.
He sat quietly by the pool and stared at the clear water.
His eyes seemed to span thousands of years, witnessing the melancholy and profound scenery together with Liu Zongyuan.
By the time Zhang Xiao came to his senses, he had been sitting by the stone pool for a long time.
Seeing that the sun was beginning to set gradually in the west, Zhang Xiao hurriedly got up and walked back.
But when we were almost to the starting point, we quietly slowed down.
On the bluestone board, the tiger was lying on his side. Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu were resting on the tiger's belly, with faint smiles and tranquility on their faces.
The two of them slept very soundly.
Presumably dreams are also sweet.
Early the next morning, Dongfang had just dug out some fish belly white, and Zhang Chengdao's voice rang in his ears:
"Xiaoxiao, are you awake?"
Zhang Xiao lifted the quilt and walked straight towards the door. When he reached the door, he had already put on his clothes, shoes and socks.
In the small courtyard, Zhang Chengdao was standing by the stone table with his hands behind his back, his face was silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
That's not quite right. When they came back last night, my father and mother were still smiling, recalling the "passionate years" again.
It's only been one night, why does dad look sad again?
"Dad, what's going on?" Zhang Xiao rolled up his sleeves, skillfully fetched a basin of water and began to wash up.
It's not that you can't use magic. In fact, magic cleaning may be cleaner than manual cleaning.
But that feeling of getting better instantly makes my soul feel like it has not been washed.
In addition, my parents also suggested that I should be more hands-on in daily life and use less magic.
Zhang Xiao then continued to follow his previous living habits.
"There are only two days until the enthronement. You have been studying in England, but you have forgotten something.
Worshiping the sages - Every Taoist disciple who is starting to teach needs to pay homage to the sages. Today I have to make up this lesson for you before the ceremony. "
Zhang Xiao paused for a moment, then sped up.
The two of them set off directly without breakfast.
The mountain road was a bit slippery in the early morning, and the thin mist soaked the uppers of the cloth shoes.
There are even small drops of water on the hair. From a distance, it looks like two white-haired men, one tall and one short, walking.
Zhang Xiao was a little curious. There was a silent sadness wrapped around his father's body, and he even felt a little heavy and depressed.
I have never seen anything like this before. Why should I be sad when worshiping the sages?
The place they were going to was quite far away, and they were headed towards another mountain peak, but even so, Dad didn't even mean to use magic or magic weapons.
Just walking in silence.
When they finally reached another mountain peak, the sun was already rising high.
This is a lonely building standing on a mountain peak.
There is a rather broad square in front of the building.
The ground is paved with flat blue bricks.
Zhang Xiao looked at the center of the square in shock, where there was a tomb without a name.
In front of the huge wordless monument, there are all kinds of broken weapons scattered here and there.
The long sword stood crookedly on the blue bricks. The broken blade and the broken gap seemed to be telling something silently.
Just looking at all this, the sadness that didn't know where it came from surrounded him.
"Dad, this is..."
"Seventeen thousand and twenty-four steps. This is the total number of steps from the foot of the mountain to here."
Zhang Chengdao said without starting or ending, but did not answer the child's question.
He just waved and motioned for Zhang Xiao to follow.
The father and son stood in front of the huge nameless tomb for a while, and continued to walk towards the quaint temple.
However, there were several people standing at the door. A little Taoist child followed the master and looked curiously at the several statues kneeling at the door of the hall.
The statue exuded a metallic luster all over, and the face was lifelike, as if it were a living thing.
Zhang Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after just one look, and felt a strong disgust in his heart.
"Dad, why do you want to make a Fusang priest kneel here? It seems to be made of very solid material."
"Master, why do you want to make a person kneel here? Who is he? The clothes he wears are also very strange."
The little Taoist child was about eight or nine years old, looking up at the statue curiously, and asked the same question as Zhang Xiao.
Zhang Chengdao and the Taoist also said the same thing:
"We'll know later."
It seems that this temple cannot be entered at the same time. The Taoist took the Taoist child in, and the father and son stood quietly at the door waiting.
About half an hour passed.
The door of the temple was suddenly pushed open, and the little Taoist boy's eyes were red and bloodshot, and there seemed to be traces of tears.
With a faint golden light on his body, he shouted in a childish voice:
"Beast! Give me your life!"
He kicked the statue in the crotch.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhang Xiao always felt that a trace of pain flashed across the face of the statue.
But there is one thing that can be confirmed.
Why is this statue made of metal?
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ps: This is it for today. I have a strong feeling that the following content will be blocked. I will hurry up to write it when I go to the company tomorrow, and find an editor immediately after the review.
Another problem is that the Taoist system of ordination is relatively complex and huge. I have little knowledge, and it will be easy to make a joke if I write according to Taoism.
And just writing the setting would probably take tens of thousands of words, so after much thought, the best way is to simplify and reconstruct, please forgive me (control it within 200 words, PS content is free, don't worry)
The following is the paintball chapter