Xiyue walked along the mountain road and walked all the way down from the top of the mountain. In fact, there is no mountain road, just look and walk, anyway, it doesn't matter to her what the road is, if she is willing to flowers and trees to make a way for her.

When I walked almost halfway up the mountain, there was a temple there, the scale was not small, and the simplicity revealed the exquisite atmosphere. The terrain of this mountain is a little high, although it is only halfway up the mountain, it is far higher than some hills, and the terrain is a little steep, and the incense is not very vigorous, which seems to be a little quiet.

Xi Yue walked to the temple with the nine-colored deer, and when she saw the three words on the plaque, Xi Yue chuckled, but she was an old acquaintance, and it was appropriate to go in and have a look. After the entrance, there is a blue brick wall, on which there are reliefs of mountains and rivers, which are particularly exquisite.

"It's not bad, it's rare to see such a dedicated Xuanmen temple." Xi Yue only glanced at this relief, and she let out admiration. This is not to blame her, in her previous life, she was accustomed to seeing the splendid Buddhist temples and quiet and simple Taoist temples, and she really had never seen a Taoist temple with a relief stone carving comparable to the carving of a national treasure in later generations.

Bypassing the stone wall, Xiyue is a courtyard-like structure, with an open-air plaza in the middle with a large incense burner and candlestick. The top is the main hall, but there is some golden and brilliant appearance, and it is the back soil that sits on the high platform inside. Different from the golden Buddha statue of Buddhism, the statue of the god of Houtu is a painted clay sculpture, with black hair and cloud temples with gold hairpin jewelry, and in addition to the clay painted clothes, there is also a yellow satin cloak. The whole is compassionate and beautiful, and it is high up, overlooking all beings. There are also two maids standing beside Houtu, holding a feather fan palace lamp.

The whole temple is dedicated to the statue of a god in Houtu, which is very rare, generally speaking, unless some small temples are too small to accommodate, generally speaking, there will be three, or even more gods.

Xiyue looked at it for a while, and was about to leave, when a kun road walked out of the hall.

"Fellow Daoist slowly, since you have entered my view, why don't you come in and talk about it, and put on a pillar of fragrance."

Xiyue stopped and didn't look back: "I've already finished reading the poor road, but I don't want to disturb it, but as for the incense, it's not necessary." ”

"I'm afraid, Daoyou's words make the poor Dao puzzled. Hou Tu Niang Niang is compassionate, sacrificed herself for the common people in the world and reincarnated, and now she is in charge of the earth, mountains and rivers, is a rare god between heaven and earth, how can you not have to? Na Kun Dao said.

"It's not that Houtu Niangniang is not worthy of worship, but she can't afford it." Xiyue said. If it is Houtu himself, it is just that, a statue of a god can not help the worship of Xiyue. If you really want to talk about it, even if the Houtu deity is here, she can't help Xiyue's worship. The innate gods do not bow their heads easily, nor do they bow easily, and once this happens, it is either a difference in identity or a great cause and effect.

Kun Dao's face changed: "Fellow Daoist, you and I are both outsiders, and we should respect the gods." ”

"It's not disrespectful, what the poor Dao said is true, even if the Hou Tu Niang Niang comes in person, the poor Dao is also this sentence." Xiyue said.

"I don't know where Changxian Township is, the trail is clumsy, please give me advice." When Na Kun Dao heard Xi Yue say this again, he had to be a little cautious in his heart. If this person is not talking nonsense, there must be something big about it.

"Little mountain god, don't find out the origin of the poor road." Xi Yue said and walked away.

Na Kundao's face changed, and he immediately took two steps back.

"The little god has eyes and doesn't know that Mount Tai collided with the immortals, and please go to the immortals." The sleepy one hurriedly saluted. In this temple, she is protected by the divine power of the earth, even if ordinary immortals come here, they can't see through her true body, and now that person has revealed her identity without even looking at it, plus her previous words, her identity is not idle.

She also had some guesses in her heart, and there were only two or three fairies in the entire flood wilderness who could be compared with Houtu. And no matter which one it is, it is extremely revered, and it is the existence that she needs to bow down and look up to.

"Get up, you are not wrong, why do you rush. However, as the god of the mountain here, you guard the temple of Hou Tu Niangniang, but your heart is commendable. Xiyue said.

"This is all what the little god should do, if it weren't for the mercy of Hou Tu Niang Niang who gave the little god a god position, the little god still doesn't know where to go. Now it is already the blessing of the little god to be able to guard this temple for Hou Tu Niang, how dare she accept the incense of the people here before Niangniang. The trapped road said.

When Xi Yue heard this, she became a little interested, and the people who knew how to repay her kindness were all likable. Xi Yue turned her head and saw Kun Dao, who was still bent down and saluting. It looks a little bit good, and the style and bones also have a bit of the appearance of a master, and the faint golden light of merit is shrouded, and I don't see half of the appearance of the demon clan.

It's a demon clan, so it's no wonder that he's so grateful to Houtu.

"Get up." Xiyue said.

"Thank you." Na Kun Dao straightened up, but still didn't look up.

"Please also invite the immortals to enjoy the light and sit inside, so that the little god can do the friendship of the landlord."

"That's fine, Poor Dao has come all the way, just to rest, and you can also talk to Poor Dao about this Chang'an City."

Xiyue didn't want to rest, nor did she want to understand Chang'an. Instead, he looks at the mountain god as a talent that can be created, and there are things here in the capital of the Han Dynasty, and some things get twice the result with half the effort. It's just that after all, she is a subordinate of Houtu, and it is not good for her to give orders directly, so it is better to ease up. As for the notice of Houtu, she is all here, so she won't toss back and forth.

"Respectfully, please go to the immortals." Kun Dao hurriedly walked over and led Xi Yue. When Xi Yue took a step, she quietly instructed the disciples in the temple to serve tea. Even if it is a vulgar thing that cannot enter the eye of the immortals, it cannot be neglected.

Coincidentally, at this moment, several young sons walked into the view. The one on the left is pale, with a feminine smell and a smile on his face. The two on the right are the appearance of a noble son, who looks average, and the other is burly, imposing, and a little heroic. The most dazzling thing is the son in the middle, who is low-key in clothes but has extraordinary materials, looks handsome, has an extraordinary temperament, and at first glance is the son of a high-ranking official family.

"Qingwei Daoist, it seems that we came this time, and we met as soon as we entered the door." The feminine man said with a smile on his face, although it was a little flattering, but it was not annoying.

"yes, it looks like it's going to be good today." The noble boy on the right also chimed in.

However, Qingwei frowned at the moment, what a big deal, a big murderer. If you don't come early, you won't come late, but if you come at this time, if you anger the immortals, you and I will suffer.

"The immortal forgives the sin, and please wait for a while." Qingwei said.

"It doesn't matter." Xiyue said.

"A few laymen, there are distinguished guests in the poor road, I am afraid that I will not be able to entertain a few in person. I also invited a few laymen to take care of themselves, children, and entertain a few laymen. After Qingwei finished speaking, he turned his head and was about to leave.

"Daoist Qingwei, we finally saw you, but if you have something to ask the Daoist, please don't refuse my son-in-law." The feminine man hurriedly walked up to Qingwei and said.

Qingwei said: "It's not that the poor road is self-sustaining, but it is really the poor road that has distinguished guests who arrived first today, and it is impossible to entertain a few laymen." If a few people come back another day, Poor Dao will definitely entertain a few in person. ”

"Well, we finally came out with great difficulty." The feminine man's face was embarrassed, but it was not good to directly test the pressure. This Qingwei is a famous Taoist in Chang'an City, who is quite high, can understand yin and yang, help the world and save people, and is easy to offend.

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