When the clear and distant bell came to our ears on the top of a mountain overhead, we were already crowded with people.

I have lived in Maoshan for nearly three days, and every day I see those Taoist priests and Taoist aunts either meditating and practicing qi, or practicing swords, or doing some Taoist homework, or doing some stupid chores, it is really boring to watch, so this time, it should be the day that the boring Maoshan Taoist priests are looking forward to, at least the Taoist priests who walked by me were full of excited smiles on their faces.

The situation at that time was a little funny, the miscellaneous hair Xiaodao and the senior brother around me were born in Maoshan, and the situation of hundreds of Taoist priests and Taoist aunts wearing Taoist robes around me also felt ordinary when they looked at it, but I was quite surprised, this one also felt strange, and that one also felt rare, and I looked back frequently.

But when I looked at others strangely, others also felt strange about me, a guy in gray layman clothes, and with the wind, I heard those people's whispered discussions, which probably meant that this ceremony was a major religious event of the Maoshan Sect after all, how could an outsider who had not joined the Maoshan Gate Wall at all be invited to participate?

And look at this kid, he is not a fellow Daoist of other Taoist sects with the same status as Maoshan at all, is it a distinguished guest from the local or central government?

From what these people are saying, I can clearly understand that they are not familiar with me at all, they are not clear about me, but this is also the right thing to do. In the hearts of these Maoshan disciples, a practice method, a teacher's instructions or a clear spring that can be bathed somewhere in the back mountain are more important than a nonsensical character like me, only arrogant people will feel that everyone should know themselves, and they also need to give some face.

Time is a pig-killing knife, I am not Chen Zhicheng, a disciple of the outer gate, I am not a disciple of Fu Jun, even Xiao Keming, one of the three masters of Maoshan is not remembered, and a little person like me will not have too many expectations.

But halfway through the line, I saw Fu Jun greeting some Taoists of the same age, and among the Taoists in it, there was Long Jinhai, who had once organized a group with Mao Tongzhen in Tibet to hunt down and kill me, this natal jade was trampled by the little demon, and later Yang Zhixiu personally gave him the golden pill to wash the marrow and cut the bones and serve the death on the way to the death, he looked at me indifferently, and then turned his head and talked to others, as if he had never known me or had never faced my sword soldiers.

But the more he pretended to be so indifferent, the more I could feel his hostility, and it didn't dissipate.

But come to think of it, there is no love for no reason in the world, and there is no hate for no reason, Long Jinhai is from a cultivation family, and the natal jade he wears is also built by the elders of the family with all their efforts, think about it from another perspective, if the natal blood jade of the miscellaneous hair trail is broken, and the person doesn't even say a word of apology, if he is willing to give up, it will be strange.

In fact, everyone is right, and the fault is only that everyone's position on the day is-for-tat, and they just do their duty.

However, since there are those who hate us, there are also those who are good friends with us, and they are walking, and many people come from the oblique line, and come to shake hands, hug and greet with the miscellaneous hair trail and the senior brother, some of these people are the same disciples who have made good friends with the miscellaneous hair trail in the past, and some are the outer disciples like Xiao Yingyan, who are always condensed together through various relationships, some people are enthusiastic, some people keep their distance, a few words, and some people are warm and cold, and so on, and so on, making people overwhelmed, It's a good pleasantry.

Anyway, anyway, we got an extremely warm greeting, before the senior brother analyzed the situation with us, said a lot of variables, let me feel that the Maoshan Sect, there are many crises, it seems to be even more eerie than the Evil Spirit Sect headquarters, but when these men, women, young and old Taoist priests with bright smiles on their faces surrounded together, I finally knew why some people said that the two main factions in the Maoshan Sect were the Yang faction and the senior brother lineage.

In the hearts of many Maoshan Taoist priests, the senior brother who can be the first in the Southeast Bureau is already the most colorful banner.

This man, nicknamed "Black Hand Twin Cities", has a better mass base than Yang Zhixiu, this is a role model, this is the idol temperament, even under the majesty of the current speaker, he can't suppress the good expectations. Learning and excellence is a master, the big disciple of the outer gate of Maoshan is the foundation of the senior brother's promotion in the officialdom, and the director of the Southeast Bureau makes him a pivotal figure in the Maoshan Sect, and the two complement each other and are indispensable.

Purely with the general trend of overpower, Yang Mou wins, this is the respected elder brother.

Walking up from the bottom of Sanmao Peak, to reach the main hall of Qingchi Palace, it takes at least half an hour, passing by many buildings and scenery, but this step by step, my confidence has gradually increased, and I no longer have the hesitation when I just went out, and I can also understand the confidence of the senior brother to speak before. This mountaineering road is also wide, but gather and talk a lot, everyone gets together, the road is slowly blocked in a group, I am in the periphery, and do not socialize, just look at the miscellaneous trail and these people to talk about the separation of feelings, talk and behave, but also everyone's demeanor, do not fall behind.

There are many people who come up to make friends, but I don't remember much, counting, there is a beard called Pang Huasen, a handsome young student named Li Yunqi, a yellow-faced man Zhu Rui, and a temperament Aunt Cheng Li, so four people, are all masters who have to be careful to beware of, their identities are different, some are the same door as the miscellaneous Xiaodao when they were young, and some are admirers of the elder brother, that Cheng Li turned out to be the sister-in-law's best friend, and they all stood on our side clearly.

We were communicating enthusiastically here, and suddenly a discordant voice appeared: "What are you doing here?" I also didn't let the people below go, did you want to make trouble and delay the auspicious time of this ceremony? ”

This voice is yin and yang, I looked down, only to see that it was the yellow-clothed Taoist Sun Xiaoqin who stopped us before, and next to him, there was a seventy-year-old man with white hair and white beard on the lower half of his face.

It is said that this old man is very good at raising ghosts, when he was young, he used to travel all over the world, doing the work of the ghost hunters, he is a jealous and hateful character, and his hands are like the Tiangang and the evil people in the Water Margin, and he has 108 fierce ghosts, refining as runes, and is a practical combat elder with more acrobatics in Maoshan Sect. However, after this old man got older, his personality has also sharpened a lot, and he nodded to Senior Brother and Fu Jun, and then said to the others calmly: "Let's go, don't delay the time of the ceremony......"

After saying this, he walked straight up the mountain, slowly and steadily, the pace seemed to be measured by a ruler, Sun Xiaoqin proudly looked at the senior brother and Fu Jun and the others who bowed their heads and were silent, raised his nose, and walked behind his master's ass, with four or five fellow brothers around him.

After these people left, we waited for a while, did not stop any longer, continued to go up, Li Yunqi, who was also a handsome guy, looked at Sun Xiaoqin, who was getting farther away, and scolded indignantly: "This Sun Xiaoqin, who thinks that he has cultivated to a high level over the years, has become more and more uncley, phew, but he is just a fox and a fake tiger." Everyone laughed, and some people persuaded him, saying that it didn't matter if he let this kid fake his majesty?

The episode just now made me look up to Elder Na Mei, as for Sun Xiaoqin, he was really just a child.

In this way, when the sun slowly rises from the top of the mountain in the east, showing the first rays of sunlight, we finally climbed to the peak of Sanmao Peak, here, there are endless huge building complexes, those Taoist temples and halls built on the top of the mountain with red walls and black tiles, cornices carved railings, some even protrude from the cliff nearly ten meters, it is difficult to imagine how those Maoshan ancestors overcame thorns and thorns, and built so many majestic and spectacular Taoist buildings in this treasure land.

Standing under the huge white marble archway, as a descendant of an imaginative like me, the only thing I can do is to marvel.

On this Sanmao Peak, in front of this Qingchi Palace, I naturally followed behind the senior brother, and was led to the side hall to stay with the miscellaneous hairy path, while the rest of the Zhufeng disciples also had something to do, and they all followed the practice of the past, some lit lamps in front of the gods, some carried banners, some played chimes, and some prayed for clear water...... And so on and so forth. When we arrived at a side hall, before we could sit down, a Taoist gentleman with a gray beard and black-rimmed glasses with a thick wine bottle came from the side door, greeted us, and then told us about the main hall for a while.

This old Taoist gentleman is the aforementioned deacon elder Luo Yang, a very cute old man, he told us that after half an hour, there will be a ceremony of singing the Dharma and promoting the gods, and after that, the ancestor of Maoshan will be invited, and then there will be a public trial and confrontation on the matter between me and Huang Pengfei, and then the rest of the process, including waking up the head of the sect and letting the miscellaneous hair trail return to the mountain gate.

Time was in a hurry, and after the old man finished explaining, he held the hand of the miscellaneous Xiaodao tightly, and left in a hurry for a while.

We waited in the side hall for a while, and then a Taoist boy came to inform us that the ceremony was about to begin, and that we should go to the main hall—and when he lifted the curtain, a great religious music came from him.