The black fog cleared, and a shrine appeared in the cave.
Please Shentai is made of earth, boxy, about one meter high but divided into three layers, very simple.
It is similar to the flag-raising platform of the school, but although this platform is not conspicuous, the high platform is a necessary thing for Chinese monks to respect heaven and law.
"Yi Zhi Ci Shang" said, "Worship the heavens and humble the law."
King Wen of Zhou built a spiritual platform to observe the demon details of the qi.
Zhuge Kongming, Qixingtai borrowed the east wind, and he had to help from the high platform.
Taoist priests do things, it is better to have a high platform, and they can communicate with the gods.
In the novel, Jiang Ziya's so-called god list is also standing on a high platform to seal the gods.
The ancestors of Heming Mountain passed the news of the seventy-two caves to the people of the fairy world by inviting the gods.
"Where is the Twenty-Eight Flags?"
Chu Wangxian asked with a split face.
Taiyuan Daoist was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Chu Wangxian meaningfully, "This......
Looking for!
Many Taoism methods in Heming Mountain have been lost, including the Twenty-Eight Suzhou Flags are also pressed in the warehouse, and no one will use them. ” "Go get it!"
Chu Wangxian said in a commanding tone, which could not be questioned.
Daoist Taiyuan nodded silently, spoke with a bit of a trill, and quickly commanded downward.
Taiyuan Taoist is fifty years old this year, and he has been cultivating all his life, and he is also famous for catching ghosts in addition to cultivating.
He has been trembling all along, trying his best to maintain the momentum of Heming Mountain.
However, in recent years, the yang of Heming Mountain is not prosperous, and there are fewer and fewer Taoist priests who practice on the list.
The people who stayed, with the development of tourism, their minds have also become much more active, but the mind of cultivation is light, but he has saved a lot of money, and he has turned a blind eye, and he is too strict to keep people.
For the magic weapons and books left by the ancestors of the past generations, most of them are placed in the warehouse, and he will not use them, let alone use them.
Moreover, there are even fewer people who abide by the rules handed down by the ancestors of the past dynasties, if it weren't for the arrival of Chu Wangxian this time, he may have slowly forgotten the records in the Taoist book of Heming Mountain.
"Immortals, don't you know if there are enough people?"
Taiyuan Dao Chang saw that Chu Wangxian wanted to take the Twenty-Eight Su Flag, so he asked more.
Chu Wangxian looked at Daoist Taiyuan with interest, he was really a smart person, and he knew that the formation needed manpower.
And he speaks properly, and knows how to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.
He paused, and then ordered, "It is true that there are fewer people, at least about 30 people, and I will set up a formation." ” The matter of arranging the formation can be big or small, and the Taiyuan Taoist also treats this matter as a major matter, but fortunately, there are many Taoist priests in Heming Mountain.
The old Taoist can't make it, and the young Taoist priest can't make it too.
"If this matter is done well, I will teach you a set of immortal cultivation methods."
Everyone was frightened, and they could hear the sound of shortness between breaths. looked at Taiyuan Daoist with a look of longing. casually runs errands, and there is an immortal method to teach, which is really enviable.
Chu Wangxian couldn't help but smile when he saw Daoist Taiyuan turn around and reprimand the Taoist priests majestically, and kept commanding.
He glanced at the depths of the cave, the seal of the seventy-two caves was loosened, so the power of the seventy-two witches penetrated, although insignificant, but it was terrifying for mortals.
Moreover, for the seal of the seventy-two acupoints, with his cultivation, he can't break it yet, unless he has the cultivation of an immortal.
Therefore, Chu Wangxian needs help, and the easiest way is to ask God.
Please ask God, the 28 Suzhou flags are a must-have, and these 28 Suzhou flags have a lot of origins.
Seven green flags in the East, according to the horn, Kang, clan, room, heart, tail, kei, cloth Canglong; Seven soap flags in the north, according to the fighting, bull, female, virtual, dangerous, room, wall, as the trend of Xuanwu; The seven white flags in the west, according to Kui, Lou, Stomach, Pleiades, Bi, Mi, and Shen, stand the power of the white tiger; Seven red flags in the south, according to the well, ghost, willow, star, zhang, wing, and zhen, into the shape of a red bird.
Together, there are four elephants, and the four elephants are one, and the Tao is natural.
"Borrow your clothes and ritual weapons."
Soon, Chu Wangxian was wearing a Taoist robe, wearing a scarf on his head, stepping on green shoes, shaking the magic bell in his left hand, and carrying a peachwood sword in his right hand, which was no different from an ordinary Taoist priest.
"Go and wait here, and don't come with me without my orders."
Taiyuan Dao Chang and the others stayed here, they were already terrified, and now when they saw Chu Wangxian speak, their figures quickly disappeared into the dark cave.
"Su Sujin, protect the Dharma for me."
Su Sujin's hands were staggered, and there was a flash of thunder, and now she also has qi refining and cultivation, and it is not a big problem to deal with some ghost fog.
Chu Wangxian stepped out step by step, pinching his hands, and his mouth was full of words.
The two shuttled through the ghost fog, going farther and farther, but the pressure was also increasing.
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In front of him are the seventy-two witches of the Dao Gate, although their existence has been wiped out, but in view of their strength, it is impossible for Chu Wangxian not to pay attention to it.
Su Sujin followed step by step, and began to see white marks in the dark shadows around her, and even grimaces and white eyes, she was frightened at the moment, but fortunately, Chu Wangxian explained a few words, and she restrained her mind, so she passed it smoothly.
After a long time.
The black fog dissipated, and a strange countryside appeared in front of him, with green willows hanging down the river, birds swimming, lush, and surrounded by mountains in the distance.
Not far away there is a village, lined up in gossip and built along the lake.
The village is full of smoke, straight up to the sky, a beautiful view.
Su Sujin calmed his nerves, but heard Chu Wangxian suddenly ask, "What did you see?"
” "There is no cave, a paradise."
"But what I saw was a place full of bones, and ghosts were shining."
Chu Wangxian's voice was extremely cold.
"Illusion!"
Su Sujin was instantly alert.
They are deep into the caves, where the villages come from.
She bit her lip slightly, trying to stop her mind from being invaded with pain.
"It's useless, and if you come it, you will be safe."
Chu Wangxian knew that among the seventy-two witches who were sealed, there were real immortals, and it was not easy to deal with.
At the entrance of the village, Chu Wangxian looked up.
On the big willow tree at the entrance of the village, there was a person standing, Chu Wangxian knew that this was one of the seventy-two witches, and at this moment he was using his spirit to create an illusion and contact with them.
I saw that his body was strong and tall, and he was covered with white-scale armor all over his body, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was an ancient general, and his eyes were full of stories, and he had an unruly momentum.
"Little Taoist?
And the nine-tailed fox woman?
Interesting!
” The strong man jumped down in one step, and there was no hostility.
They themselves are the founders of Daomen, and they also hate Taishang Laojun and Zhang Daoling, and they can't hate a little Taoist.
Moreover, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan and the Wu Clan were once very close.
Back then, King Wu was defeated, and Daji and the Wu clan under King Wu were allies, of course, in the history books, they were all notorious characters.
"Master!"
Chu Wangxian suddenly raised his palm and bowed in respect.
The strong man looked startled, and actually showed a warm look.
The establishment of the Daomen, originally had their share, and it is not an exaggeration to be called the ancestor, but it is rare that after being sealed for so many years, the Taoist priests of Heming Mountain in the past generations have used them as powerful ghosts and want to exterminate them.
Today, a small Taoist priest came and called him his ancestor, which made him not moved.
Chu Wangxian smiled, he lowered his head and shouted Master, if he couldn't get great benefits, then he would really be stupid.
The seventy-two witches, the ancestors of the Daomen, are an important chess piece.