The mountain wind howled by, making people tremble with the cold.
Qin Liuxi and the others saw in front of them the Sanqing Zunshen who was about one foot tall.
The Sanqing statue in front of me is not a golden bronze statue, but a painted clay statue. However, due to the wind, sun and rain, the painting has long been weathered and disappeared. The body of the clay statue sitting cross-legged is missing an arm, and there are holes in the clay body. Something has made a hole in it and is living in a snail's nest. Only the clay head is still intact. Can anyone still identify who is who?
Qin Liuxi sighed.
Fei Jackel knelt on the ground and cried until his heart broke.
Qin Liuxi instructed Teng Zhao and the others to clean up, while she herself took out some offering incense and candles from the Qiankun bag.
Whether this site has been passed down or not, now that it is here and it is the predecessor of Qingping Temple, these disciples and descendants must express their feelings.
Qin Liuxi took a piece of clean cotton cloth, pointed her toes, jumped up, and wiped the head carefully with the cotton cloth. As for the hole in the belly of the clay statue, she did not plug it up.
"Why don't you fix the hole?" Fei Zhen was a little puzzled when he saw that she wiped her head and ignored the hole in the statue's body.
"The clay statue can provide shelter and practice for all living things, and it is also a kind of protection and compassion. The founders of the Three Qing Dynasties will not blame it." Qin Liuxi glanced at the hole in Yuanshi Tianzun's belly and meant something.
Fei Jackal stopped talking.
Similarly, this site has been abandoned. If we hadn't found it specially, we wouldn't even be able to see the person. What's the importance of whether the statue is complete or not?
But being able to provide shelter for living beings is both the creation of the living beings and the mercy of the gods.
Qin Liuxi took out the incense and lit it. He led Teng Zhao and others to offer incense respectfully, and knelt on the ground to salute.
Fei Jackal was very moved, but after just a few breaths, he heard her explain her purpose. He was so moved that he immediately ran away.
If there is an inheritance, pass it on to her without leaving a drop. If there are any hidden treasures, you must also give her dreams and guidance. After all, it is not easy to come all the way. As a disciple and a grandson, there is no point passed down by the ancestors. The things that came down were displayed on the outside and close to the body, which also made people underestimate the original large-scale style of Qingpingzong.
She really dared to speak out, and she was not afraid that the ancestors would rise up and beat her with canes.
But if the Patriarch had a spirit, he almost broke his kneecaps when he knelt down, and they didn't see them giving him a spirit, so her request was in vain.
Young people are still a little naive!
But why does this incense burn so fast?
Qin Liuxi offered the incense and took Teng Zhao and the others around the area.
“Xixi, it doesn’t look like there’s a treasure here.” Little Ginseng looked around and said, “Even if it’s inheritance, it’s probably very high-end.”
"The inheritance of the Qingping Sect is just a legend. It is difficult to find out whether the legend is true or false. Only by actually coming can you know whether it exists. I originally doubted whether the Qingping Sect's ruins existed, but now we are standing here As for the Dao Sect inheritance, I am lucky to have it, but not my life!"
This is true.
Seeing that she was thinking openly, Little Ginseng didn’t say anything more, so she pulled Teng Zhao and ran away.
Let’s not talk about whether there are inheritances and treasures, but picking up some rare spiritual plants does not mean returning empty-handed.
When they walked away, there was a slight movement in the hole of Sanqing's clay body, and as the incense candle burned faster and faster, Sanqing's face became a little blurry.
Fei Jacky rubbed his eyes. Did he see it wrong just now?
The sky gradually darkened, and the entire site became quieter and quieter, with only one or two animal sounds coming from somewhere. Qin Liuxi and the others lit a fire in front of the Sanqing statue, and then meditated.
In her words, this is the site of Qingpingzong. Because it is in the Kunlun Mountains, the spiritual energy is overwhelming. They have already walked around, and they may be able to realize some Taoist meanings when they enter meditation here.
From Fei Zhen’s point of view, she is unwilling to give up!
Look, he has long known that legends are just legends, how can there be any Taoist secrets... ah?
Fei Jackal stared at Sanqing and the changing scenery around him with his ghostly eyes widened, and his heart trembled.
I have seen partiality, but I have never seen such partiality. Why doesn’t he have such partiality?
Fei Jackal made a mournful face and glanced at the three incense sticks that were as thick as a child's wrist that Qin Liuxi and the others presented to him before entering meditation. An idea suddenly came to his mind that he had never experienced before.
The more gods you worship, the more gods you have to bless you.
Hey, he realized it again!
The Kunlun Mountains are far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, but Shengjing is full of disputes, especially after Qi Qian was crowned king, which caused a lot of daydreams in the hearts of the officials.
Now that the prince has been deposed, and as natural disasters occur frequently, the government has raised concerns that the country cannot run out of reserves for a day, and another prince should be established to calm the people's minds.
And those who said this naturally belong to the group of several princes, especially the people of King Zhao who jumped the most. After all, the prince is dead, several adult princes, King Zhao is on his way, it is his turn to be rich and powerful. .
As soon as these words were mentioned, the saint and the old **** were there, wearing a Taoist robe with immortal style, and said: "Whoever you want to establish, please reward him!"
It's so direct that people don't dare to speak easily. Instead, they have to speculate on the saint's intentions. Is this established or not?
King Zhao was anxious and urged his staff to make trouble. The national mourning for the death of the Queen Mother was about to end, so he could not give the Prince a chance to counterattack.
Moreover, the third and fourth sons seem to have become more cautious.
But this is nothing compared to that bastard. He was directly crowned the king after performing two meritorious deeds. It is difficult not to guess what the old man is thinking.
Could it be that the old man wants to recognize this illegitimate son?
The more King Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed the truth. When he thought about Concubine Haru who had changed her identity and entered the palace, he felt bad.
He went to Yu Linglan and told his guess. The latter smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty, you think too much. No saint wants to tarnish his reputation. If you have an illegitimate child, you won't be able to get on the stage after all."
"Using merit to make up for it. As a father, if he wants to make up for his son who has been greatly wronged in his opinion, what can be more just and justified than getting a reward for meritorious service?" Yu Linglan said calmly: "But that's all. . Can he still tell the world openly and honestly that this is Longzi? "
Just when Zhao Wang was about to say something, he turned his eyes, looked down the street, and snorted: "Don't talk about people behind their backs, this is what happened."
Yu Linglan followed his line of sight and saw Qi Qian jumping off a black horse and standing behind a carriage.
In the car, a young man jumped out, held the door, and moved his lips, not knowing what he said.
A slender hand fell on the edge of the door, and then someone leaned out, revealing his entire delicate and beautiful face.
Yu Linglan's pupils shrank and she stood up.
Jade Changkong, he entered the world to choose talents.
(End of this chapter)