Time passed quietly, and as more and more people gathered, the mountains were filled with laughter. As far as the eye can see, there are crowds of people everywhere, or two or three idle people chanting high opinions, or the prodigal sons of the family wandering with prostitutes, and there are also many hanging curtains surrounded by wealthy slaves, among which there are beautiful ladies of which family sitting.

Although the Shen family manor is grand, it cannot accommodate the large number of guests who are now wandering around Zhongshan. So in the afternoon, Shen Zhezi and a group of guests surrounded Lu Mo and left the manor and went to Jiang Ling. Along the way, people joined one after another, and by the time they arrived at the pre-prepared venue, there were already thousands of followers.

Jiang Ling, the mountain is gentle, the field of vision is broad, and it is the mausoleum of Emperor Wu Sun Quan. It's just that the original emperor's mausoleum has long been dilapidated with the passage of time, and only some ruins remain. For example, a spacious stone-paved terrace, surrounded by mountains in the back, and a blue lake in front, in this new green spring day when all things sprout, the scenery can be described as excellent.

The bamboo pavilion has long been erected on the terrace, and after the group arrived here, they each chose a place to sit, looking at the beautiful scenery, and there were good friends on the left and right, which can be described as free.

At this time, on the other side of the lake, there was also a large procession of thousands of people walking on the mountain road, and the momentum was not inferior to that of this side. Although the two masters gathered in Zhongshan, they still did not sit at the same table after all, but confronted each other across the lake. This disappointed many people who rushed to hear the news and wanted to enjoy the scene of the teachers and gentlemen reprimanding each other.

Soon after the other party set up a formation, a group of people bypassed the small lake and walked here, and after the transmission, it turned out that Sima Hong, the king of Pengcheng on the opposite side, invited Shen Zhezi to see him.

Sima Hong, the king of Pengcheng, is already the only remaining elder in the clan, although he has no influence in the current situation, but after all, the seniority and qualifications are there, and everyone is openly invited, and Shen Zhezi is not easy to avoid. So he got up and left the table and got off the bamboo building, and went up to meet with the king of the East China Sea and several other kings.

After bypassing the small lake in the middle, you can already hear the people on the other side talking loudly, and most of them are not very friendly. When he got to the stone platform, Shen Zhezi could see that there was no lack of resentment in the crowd, and even some people hid in the crowd clapping their hands and shouting and coaxing, and verbally humiliating.

Shen Zhezi is not surprised by this, although the focus of the capital is now on the fighting methods of the two masters, it does not mean that the old things have been completely forgotten and ignored. Who is mixing in what circle, he has a clear banner here to support Lu Shijun, and those who are resentful and dissatisfied with him will naturally gather around Lu Shijun.

Although the crowd was turbulent, no one dared to make further drastic moves, so in the midst of the uproar, Shen Zhezi and the others climbed onto the high platform.

There were more than a dozen people sitting on the high platform, and Sima Hong, the king of Pengcheng, sat in the central position, a slightly short and fat middle-aged man. The long-bearded crane old man sitting beside him, with several beautiful men and women around him, was Lu Cheng and Lu Shijun who could not invite Shen Zhezi.

Seeing Shen Zhezi and the others striding forward, Lu Cheng's eyes flashed with a faint light, and his expression was unpredictable. In addition, Cai Mo and other Taiwanese ministers also sat there, with a more or less gimmicked look on their faces. It was a situation of confrontation and competition with each other, but they were able to summon each other in the name of King Pengcheng, which can be said to be the first city.

It's just that King Pengcheng, who was sitting in the middle, was a little uncomfortable, and his expression faintly showed a trace of embarrassment, and when Shen Zhezi came to the table and bowed deeply, he couldn't help but stand up and smile with both hands: "Right now, I am in the hills and ravines, and I am all wild and interesting, and Wei Zhou doesn't need to be polite." I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little, and I heard that you happen to be here, so I was invited. ”

"I am ashamed that the king said this. Recently, there have been frequent discussions, and there is no lack of anxiety inside and outside. I will definitely go to the house to see you in the future, and I hope that the king will not be neglected. ”

Shen Zhezi straightened up and asked the King of the East China Sea and the others to go first, and then he took the opportunity to sit in half of the seats vacated by the King of Pengcheng, turning a blind eye to the rest of the ministers, and his posture could be described as arrogant.

Sima Hong was just an idle sect king, and he didn't want to offend the booming Shen family, so he was squeezed out of options, so people invited Shen Zhezi to come over. Therefore, his attitude was kind and polite, and after pulling Shen Zhezi into the seat, he said with a smile: "I'm here to introduce you to Wei Zhou, this one is Lu Shijun of the Beijing Mansion." Lu Shijun inherited the three masters, and he was a master of the Tao, and I also learned a lot from him. I know that Wei Zhou's family is also a family of etiquette, and you can accept all the laws at the same time, so that you can have more truths. ”

Shen Zhezi just smiled after hearing this, and bowed his head slightly sideways to say hello, his expression was very indifferent. Seeing him like this, Lu Cheng, who had already turned his head, turned his head even more gloomy, and turned his head back with a cold snort. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, making King Peng Cheng, who planned to be a peacemaker, even more cramped.

Shen Zhezi clearly ignored no one here, and others naturally did not surrender their style and take the initiative to greet him. Therefore, with his arrival, the atmosphere at the banquet became dull for a while.

After a long while, Cai Mo laughed dryly and said: "Spring and autumn are changing, and people are changing day by day. The former Chong Hui has been in the past, and the virtuous are all gray-haired. Those who stand in the micro are visible in the world, and those who are pleased with the public are absolutely unloved. Prosperity is too much for a long time, joy is hard to last, and deep thinking can't help but make people sad. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, his eyes fell on Shen Zhezi intentionally or unintentionally.

After hearing this, the corners of Shen Zhezi's mouth were already filled with a sneer, which was clearly ironic for his villain's ambition and then no one in his eyes. After a little muttering, he said with a smile: "Cai Gong's words are lost in decadence. Xinghan has its own order, the world is rare Jiazi, towering giant trees, sprouting in micro buds, cranes are old, children are happy, the fire is not extinguished, passed down from generation to generation, it is difficult to predict the shortening, there is really no need to indulge in sadness, there is a taste of withering glory, you might as well be happy at that time. ”

Although you have not caught up with the times and will be replaced and abandoned, you can still be silly.

"The peak has its own floating clouds to cover the eyes, and the mediocre are in it, and it is difficult to see things. I am an idle man in the wild, and I dare not praise the virtuous, but I have also heard that Shen Hou once said that he does not chase things and is sad in the world. Today's argument is contrary to the previous voice, is it self-defeating in order to gain weight? ”

After listening to Shen Zhezi's words, Lu Chengdang, who was sitting on the other side, sneered and sneered.

Before his words fell, Taishan Goat Pu, who was Zuo Min's Shangshu at the time, had already said with a smile: "If you say too much, you must be wrong, and if you are wrong, you can change it, although it is not of the highest grade, but it is not inferior." ”

"Shangshu is wise and wise, I am indeed the quality of a Chinese person, and I have not reached the realm of a person. In the hot summer, it is slow, and in the cold winter, it is added to the clothes. You can't be far from the crowd, you can only follow the vulgar. When you see the virtuous, you will think together, and when you fall into the stream, you must endure humbleness. You can't keep the elegance alone, and be ashamed and ashamed. ”

"Shen Hou might as well say bluntly, who is the one who is humble and harms you elegantly?"

Seeing that everyone in the banquet was enraged, Shen Zhezi was indifferent, got up and said with a smile: "People are forcing me, and I think I am depraved, which is already embarrassing. Why should you be persecuted any more, and cause me to be disgusted with the contempt of others? I didn't dare to make a bad voice, so I could only say goodbye and go. ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the banquet were even more indifferent, and some people were about to open their mouths to fight, but they were secretly stopped by the people around them, and then they remembered how sharp this kid's words were, and they were asking for trouble. Earlier, Yin Rong was scolded by him to leave the city, and then he didn't even have the face to stay in Gyeonggi. Thinking of this lesson, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and they all closed their mouths, just glaring.

Lu Cheng saw that everyone was silent in the banquet, and he felt ashamed in his heart, these people talked a lot in private, and now in front of people, they were actually intimidated by words, which was really ridiculous. He had a deep grudge against Shen Zhezi in his heart, and naturally he didn't plan to let it go, but if he really opened his mouth to fight, he would inevitably be detached.

Seeing that Shen Zhezi said goodbye to King Pengcheng and was about to leave, Lu Cheng thought about it for a while, opened his mouth and said: "I have heard that Shen Hou Chongling is precocious, far from his peers. However, the personnel are normal, and the full profit is close to the loss, which can not be long-lasting. Wuzhong is thin soil, it is not easy to be virtuous and virtuous, I am happy to see Shen Hou can stand in this world for a long time. Shortening may not be unpredictable, blessings and misfortunes may not be unknowable, I want to give it away in a word, I don't know if Shen Hou is willing to bear it? ”

Hearing that this old god stick took the initiative to make a fortune for himself, Shen Zhezi was just about to open his mouth to refuse, but after a moment's thought, he said: "Lu Shijun is both gracious and disrespectful. ”

When Lu Cheng heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble, and he had a deeper grudge against Shen Zhezi. It has always been others who begged him to ask Bu Ji about the murderer, how could he have rushed to tell the fortune for others!

However, he still forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart and motioned for his disciples to lay out the magic weapons.

Seeing this, everyone in the banquet leaned over one after another, wanting to see Lu Shijun's ability to assert, and also wanted to know when the annoying kid would be unlucky!

Shen Zhezi stood there, and there was no lack of curiosity in his heart. He is not very enthusiastic about asking Bu Ji about the murder, and he is not convinced, but he just has an attitude of ignoring it. But nowadays, there are indeed many well-known people who are good at this way, such as Guo Pu from the south, and Dai Yang from Wuxing Township. So Shen Zhezi is also quite interested in what is unique about this Lu Cheng and can stand out among many peers.

There are a lot of magic weapons on the case, and looking at the several huge boxes behind Lu Cheng, it seems that these are only a small part of the ones displayed in front of him.

Lu Cheng held a piece of green branch and dipped it in a jade basin filled with water beside him, and on the table were several leather or paper of different colors and materials, each cut into vertical strips. The green branch water was lightly sprinkled on it, and then he held the tortoise shell in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and after many tedious processes, he raised his head and said to Shen Zhezi: "All the prophecies are here, please Shen Hou take his own." ”

After hearing this, Shen Zhezi stepped forward and reached out his hand, but before his fingers touched the case, suddenly a note had jumped up from the case and floated up between his fingers. The onlookers on the side couldn't help but burst into surprise, and Shen Zhezi was also surprised.

Naturally, he didn't believe in any magical means, and stood in place and stared carefully, only to find that there seemed to be some faint silk threads entwined between the strangely shaped wooden shelves at the front of the bookcase, and when his palm passed through, it would naturally pull a trace. Probably one end of the silk thread is stuck to the paper, and the other end is still in Lu Cheng's hand on the opposite side, using some side ornaments to distract people's attention, and pulling on the ground will cause the illusion that the paper jumps up on its own.

Sure enough, no matter what you do, you must have your own unique techniques, otherwise you will not be very competitive. Shen Zhezi is preconceived and does not believe, so he can find some clues, but if he is convinced, he will inevitably be bluffed.

With such emotion in his heart, Shen Zhezi found that the note in his hand was empty, and other people around him also saw this scene, and some people opened their mouths to speak.

In the face of everyone's inquiries, Lu Cheng just smiled and said: "The future is slim, and manpower can only pick up fragments." The fate comes true in a few days, and no one needs to say it. Shen Hou put it away closely, fed it with life, and predicted how it was, and it would be self-evident for a long time. ”

As he spoke, another disciple next to him stepped forward to help put the note into the bag and asked him to put it away closely: "This is a fateful post, and it must not be exposed to the wind and cold for a long time, otherwise it will cause illness." ”

As he was talking, the disciple's finger touched the back of Shen Zhezi's hand three times, Shen Zhezi looked up at this person deeply, and with a slight bow, he took the bag into his arms.

When King Wuling, who followed next to him, saw this strange scene, he was also overjoyed, and stepped forward and said, "Lu Shijun really has a magic method, I wonder if you can make another prophecy for me?" ”

Lu Cheng closed his eyes to recuperate, and the disciples next to him stepped forward and bowed down and said, "To make a prophecy, my teacher has also spent a lot." There will be a puja later, and I ask the king to forgive me. ”

Being politely refused, King Wuling's face was a little unsightly, but he thought of the miracle he had just seen, and he didn't dare to attack the master, so he turned his head and said to Shen Zhezi: "You go by yourself, I want to see what kind of supernatural ability Lu Shijun will have later." ”

Ignorance limits people's imagination! Seeing that King Wuling was so easily rebelled, Shen Zhezi really felt disdain from the bottom of his heart, but there was no need to puncture Lu Cheng's little tricks at the moment, and he just nodded after hearing this. Fortunately, the king of the East China Sea was a little older, and he still took care of Shen Zhezi's face and returned together, but before leaving, he also agreed to visit Lu Shijun later, which showed that he was also aroused.

Halfway through, Shen Zhezi couldn't help but take out the bag, wanting to see what mystery was inside. But when the King of the East China Sea saw this, he hurriedly waved his hand to stop: "Did Wei Zhou forget Lu Shijun's advice?" The magic of the supernatural is really not to be taken lightly offended! ”

Shen Zhezi laughed when he heard this, and didn't explain much, but casually put it in his bag.

When he returned to his home field, Lu Mo was already busy, commanding the disciples to hold their magic weapons and set up a formation, and they were about to start fasting.

Regardless of the religious affiliation, the sense of ritual is a very important means. Historically, the various Jiao rituals of the Southern Heavenly Master Dao were finally formed, thanks to Lu Xiujing's restructuring, which took root at the bottom, and then developed and inherited on this basis. However, the Northern Heavenly Master Dao was not so lucky, Kou Qianzhi focused too much on the theoretical framework and the development of the ruling upper echelons, and even self-emasculated the organizational power of the Heavenly Master Dao, and as a result, he died and perished.

Shen Zhezi didn't know whether Lu Xiujing, the grandmaster of the Southern Heavenly Master Dao in later generations, was born in Lu Mo's lineage, but Lu Mo's attainments in Zhai Jiao had indeed begun to emerge.

For today's festival, Lu Mo has also been preparing for a long time, as big as the three masters who need thousands of people to participate and pray for the blessing of the country and the king, and as small as the three or five people who can complete the fasting to wash away the sins of individuals, they are fully prepared.

Although Shen Zhezi vigorously built momentum for Lu Mo, he was really not interested in these various Jiao rituals, and he didn't know much. He just watched a group of Taoist disciples standing on the stone platform in a staggered manner, holding a thousand strange Dharma banners in their hands, and embracing Lu Mo, who looked solemn and wore colorful feather clothes, occasionally speeding around the platform, occasionally dancing and singing, it was really lively. But after watching it for a long time, it can't help but be a little boring.

On the other hand, there are many people who are close to the left, but there are many people who are fascinated by it, and even make dream-like chanting, which corresponds to the chanting sounds in the field, and the participation is extremely high.

This group of Taoists danced and sang on the stage, and more than an hour passed, and this fasting ceremony of more than 100 people was coming to an end. Those believers in the prime of life are still down, Lu Mo is not shallow, and when he comes to the end, his clothes are soaked with sweat, and his steps are slightly staggering. It can be seen that this is not only a technical job, but also a strength job.

Although Lent was completed, the scene was not deserted. Many believers came up to the ceremony and wanted to fast. Lu Shijun's vitality was already injured, and it was inconvenient for him to go down again, so he instructed the disciples around him to fulfill the requests of those believers one by one. On the other hand, on the other side of the lake, the scene seems a little deserted, not as lively as the singing and dancing here. So much so that many people who were originally on the opposite side couldn't hold back their curiosity and turned to this neighborhood to watch the ceremony.

"Lu Mo can sing Wuzhong for a long time, and his attainments are indeed not shallow. The elegance of the ceremony is so varied that it is beyond the reach of people. ”

Yan Mu was dressed in a linen shirt and hidden among Shen Zhezi's entourage, his iconic crane hair was already gray and mottled, and he looked like an ordinary, forty or fifty-year-old waiter. Seeing the orderly staging of many kinds of Zhaijiao on the stone platform, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Hearing Yan Mu's voice, Shen Zhezi remembered the proverbial bag that Lu Cheng gave him just now, took it out and threw it to Yan Mu, and said, "You come and see for me, what is so strange about this paper and bag." ”

Yan Mu took it, sniffed it on the tip of his nose for a moment, and then said with a smile: "This Lu Cheng really hasn't grown much, this paper and brocade should have been soaked in a kind of juice, which can temporarily hide the color, and the heat can be slightly smoked." It was originally a secret method used by Luo Chinese medicine households to seal the medicinal gas, and I gave him this method in the early years, but I didn't expect that now I dare to use this to deceive Lord Lang, it's really disgusting! ”

As he spoke, he took out the note in the bag, and the handwriting appeared on the originally blank paper. Shen Zhezi took a look at it, only to see that it was written "Lian is quite negative, Lin Qing is not to blame".

"This Lu Cheng thief is not dead, and he is really cute."

After Shen Zhezi read it, he casually crumpled the note into a ball and threw it into the small furnace used to warm the wine beside him, and said with a smile. The matter has come to this point, and Lu Cheng still hopes that he can change his mind and take the blame like Lian Po, but he is generous and not to blame. Its confidence is probably these seemingly strange and worthless little means. Thinking that he would be frightened, he was afraid, which can be described as naïve.

After Lu Mo left the field, he hurried to rest, because there was still a game of fasting for the third division, which would last for a full twelve hours. There are so many steps in the middle, and the rituals are so cumbersome that they have not even been rehearsed before, but they have been specially developed for this puja. Therefore, he must maintain sufficient physical strength and energy, and he cannot make mistakes.

The so-called three divisions are the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren from Zhang Ling to Zhang Lu in the Eastern Han Dynasty, which is the source of the orthodoxy of the current Heavenly Master. However, in later generations, due to the differences in the Dao system and catering to the needs of the rulers, both the North and the South Heavenly Masters were diluting the presence of these three Heavenly Masters. Even Kou Qianzhi directly denounced the three pseudo-laws, in order to dilute the original reactionary color, in order to gain the support and support of the ruler.

It wasn't until nightfall that Lu Mo returned surrounded by dozens of believers, wearing an extremely wide robe, which was carved with many beast feathers and scales, colorful and eye-catching. The crown on his head was high, more than a few feet, and from a distance, it looked like a rolling pin was standing on top of his head. As he walked, the many jade rings he wore made a crisp and pleasant collision sound.

With such an appearance, even Shen Zhezi couldn't help but stare at the past. And many people who were originally around the stone platform because of the nightfall have returned, and they have chosen a place to sit down and enjoy this rare scenery.

Many lanterns are hung high on the bamboo frames, illuminating this large area of mountains in the daytime, and there are a large number of uniformly dressed Taoist disciples, holding banners and other fish to enter the entrance. Lu Mo walked slowly to a huge stone tripod placed in the field, and with the turn of the tail in his hand, the stone tripod suddenly gushed out more than a few feet of fire! The surrounding spectators all roared in horror, and the atmosphere was immediately detonated!

Shen Zhezi sat next to him and watched, but there was not much smile on his face. There is no doubt that he is the behind-the-scenes hero of Lu Mo's formation, and he is not clear whether this huge Jiao Festival can pray for the blessing of the country, but it is certain that it is very expensive and ordinary people can't afford it.

At this time, on the other side of the lake, because it was getting late, the gatherers gradually dispersed. However, instead of being deserted, the atmosphere here became more lively. As a result, many people have switched to this place, and many torches and lanterns are connected into a series of fire dragons at night, which is spectacular.

The Taoists on the stone platform were lively, and the onlookers were also fascinated. However, Shen Zhezi was not very interested in this, so he simply left the field first and went back to rest.

slept in the manor until dawn, and the next day Shen Zhezi did not rush to the scene of the practice, but summoned Jiang Yu and others, brought some printed materials, and waited until after the afternoon, and the group returned in a mighty way.

After a whole night of practice, the lively atmosphere here in Jiangling has increased unabated. Many people stayed up late to watch the grand ceremony, and despite being sleepy and their eyes were bloodshot, they still refused to leave, which shows the extent of their obsession.

The meeting place on the other side of the lake has been removed, and many people have joined in. Even that Lu Cheng and Lu Shijun sat with a gloomy face at this time on the bamboo tower lookout temporarily built in the crowd with a gloomy face.

Shen Zhezi and the others wasted a lot of effort to return to their original positions, and as for the printed tools and materials, they were all transported into the bamboo building for temporary storage.

At this time, the Jiao Festival is nearing the end, and the first king of the sky is enshrined, and the sages of the mountains and rivers are enshrined. After nearly ten hours of sleepless tossing, Lu Mo's spirit was no longer as excited as it was at the beginning, and his movements became slow and sluggish. When he threw a prayer into the stone ding, an accident occurred in the field.

Thick black smoke suddenly rose from the stone tripod, and the smoke billowed into the sky, Lu Mo was caught off guard, and he was overwhelmed by the smoke in an instant. Seeing this, the disciple next to him didn't have time to do his own thing, so he rushed into the smoke to rescue Lu Mo.

When everyone saw this, they exclaimed in amazement, and one by one they stood up from the seat and looked at it. I saw that Lu Mo, who was pulled out of the smoke by the disciples, had messy hair, smoke and dust all over his body, the high crown on his head had already fallen off, and his pale face was smeared with a few dazzling gray marks, which could be described as extremely embarrassed.

"What kind of evil law has you done with such a master! Suffering from it, it was really funny at that time! ”

When many people saw this, they couldn't help but clap their hands and laugh uncontrollably. And Lu Cheng and the others, who were sitting on the bamboo platform with gloomy faces, were also smiling at this time, happy to see Lu Mo kill himself.

For a time, there was a lot of ridicule, coaxing, laughter and scolding in the audience. Suddenly, there was a loud crash in the arena that seemed to be the sound of gold posts, which suddenly suppressed the noise around it.

"There are grievances in the country, and they have become angry for a long time, and the law can't be peaceful......"

Lu Mo staggered to his feet with the support of his disciples, pointed to the smoke and roared miserably. Before he finished speaking, the smoke in the field slowly dispersed, and the original huge and friendless Dading had already fallen apart, scattered all over the ground, and the fragments were black, as if they had been struck by lightning!

Seeing this, although it is a bright spring day now, everyone seems to be like a cold winter, and they are terrified. For a moment, there was silence in the field, and there was no more life.