Wei Bo smiled and said: "In short, all the merits and demerits are clearly recorded in the accounts of the imperial government, and it is clear at a glance. Don't think that being a mountain god means you only need to deal with me. In fact, the person you really need to deal with is still

There are a total of three mountain temples in Longquan County of the Great Li court. I occupy the mountain temple in Piyun Mountain. You are in Luolu Mountain. There is another one built in the northern area. This is rare in other places. It belongs to the Congee Shao Monk Duo.

, you will have a headache in the future because you need to compete for the incense of believers of good men and good women. Of course, you can’t compete with me..."

Song Yuzhang joked: "How dare I? This is called the following crime. In the past, when I was alive, I could tell myself that I was afraid of nothing. The worst I could do was resign. The worst I could do was die. But now it's not possible. It's hard to die even if you want to."

"

Having said this, Song Yuzhang once again apologized, with a smile in his words, "The mountain god has visited Luopo Mountain many times, but the little god is too embarrassed to show up. He is really scared. It should be the little god who took the initiative to visit Piyun Mountain.

.”

After all, Song Yuzhang is a low-level official who has been rooted in the town for so many years, and he likes to do things personally. He has stayed in the more than 30 dragon kilns all year round, and the official aura of Song Yuzhang has long been worn away. Not to mention making jokes, it is just dirty talk.

Everyone knows a lot.

Wei Bo said helplessly: "Well, Mr. Song immediately integrated from one officialdom to another, and he is very savvy."

Song Yuzhang smiled and asked: "The one in the north?"

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and the Buddha has to fight for a stick of incense, let alone the gods of mountains and rivers who rely on incense to survive.

The twists and turns in it are nothing less than the secular officialdom.

Wei Bo thought for a while and said softly: "I'm not a good person. I was a great military general of Dali with great achievements in battle. I have a bad temper. But I heard that I have a good relationship with the two people from the Wusheng Temple in Wenchang Pavilion."

Song Yuzhang joked: "It's not good to be an official like this. If you don't worship the main god and worship the side door, if you enter the wrong temple or burn the wrong incense, you will suffer."

Wei Bo laughed heartily and extended his thumb, "These words make me feel relieved."

Wei Bo stretched out his fingers and lifted it gently. The Luolu Mountain in the mist of the mountains and rivers got higher and higher, and finally a detailed picture was revealed somewhere.

On the surface of the stream, someone straightened a rope and tied both ends to two trees. After opening the stopper, a small bottle hung on the rope.

Under a tree on the bank, a girl in a pink skirt would jump up slightly from time to time and shake the rope, causing the bottles on the river to sway.

Wei Bo explained: "This is a bottle with a beam that is of good quality. They can absorb many beautiful sounds in the world. This bottle here needs someone to gently shake the rope to help the small bottle absorb the sound of water."

, otherwise, it would take much more time to fill up the sound.”

Song Yuzhang asked: "Is it the bottle of the mountain owner Chen Ping'an?"

Wei Bo nodded and said: "Yes. What is your impression of Chen Ping'an?"

Song Yuzhang said without hesitation: "Because of Song Jixin...because of His Highness's relationship, I know all about Chen Ping'an's growth, so I have a very good impression. I think it's great to be able to become a mountain god in Luolu Mountain."

Wei Bo suddenly turned his head and stared at the mountain god under his jurisdiction. He called Song Yuzhang Lord Song for the first time, and then said with a smile: "Don't tell me, I didn't expect a situation. Da Li needs you to monitor Chen Ping'an, and said

You may be asked to do dirty things that go against your conscience one day."

Song Yuzhang said with a smile: "Of course I have some guesses. I, Dali, have put so much effort into this, and you must have known how many of the Dali royal family members died in order to build that covered bridge. So, is Chen Pingan safe now?

With great luck on my side, how could I, Dali, be completely unprepared for any accidents?"

I’m Da Li!

You were proud of it during your lifetime, but you still don't change it after your death. Maybe this is called unrepentance?

Wei Bo was silent for a long time and gathered the mist back into his big sleeves. Like a tired bird returning to the forest, Song Yuzhang was able to feel their cheerful breath.

Wei Bo smiled and said, "Okay, then I understand."

Wei Bo then disappeared.

Song Yuzhang stayed alone in the mountain temple and sighed, was he really not suitable to be an official? He was in trouble everywhere, both before and after his life.

Wei Bo, the white-clothed immortal, is traveling around with young Chen Ping'an. Who knows what he means?

Of course, Song Yuzhang knew about the statue in the mountain temple in the north. He also knew that all the immortal forces who bought the mountain had become human beings and knew it well.

Wei Bo deliberately took the young man to walk on various mountains, which was undoubtedly a fact that was clearly and unmistakably demonstrated.

Chen Ping'an is protected by me, Wei Bao. No matter what your background is, you foreigners, as long as you want to beg for a bowl of rice on my territory, you have to weigh the weight of a new Beiyue Zhengshen. Because he, Wei Bao, is not

What is an ordinary mountain god? In the future, it is very likely that he will be the North Mountain God with the greatest strength, territory and power in half of the Aquarius Continent north of Guanhu Academy. There is no one else!

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On the third day of the Lunar New Year, some people started to go out to visit the mountains and rivers.

Among the mountains to the west of the town, a young man in scholar's shirt and a boy who looked like a book boy, each holding a bamboo stick, waded across the mountains together towards the Luo Po Mountain.

The scholar is carrying a box of books.

The young scholar's face is absolutely beautiful, as beautiful as any other, without any blemishes.

The man he followed was a local from the town. He was currently serving as an assistant teacher in a school run by the Chen family in Longwei County. He had a small reputation and was far inferior to those well-known Confucian scholars. Therefore, he could not afford to be a teacher or wife.

However, the children in the school liked him the most and liked to listen to his wonderful stories about strange people and strange things, such as those charming and touching stories about fox charms who fell in love with scholars. This was especially true for the young man, who did not hesitate to stalk him to get him to agree.

Be your own teacher.

The young man was born to be curious about everything. He lived alone in the Yuan family's ancestral house in the small town. At this time, he asked: "Sir, the Taoist sage said that my life has a limit, but my knowledge has no limit. If there is a limit, it will follow the limit. It's dangerous.

.What should I do?"

The man in Confucian shirt was thinking about something and didn't reply for a while.

The young man was already familiar with his master's wandering mind and continued to ask himself: "The sage also said that in life, there is a gap between heaven and earth, just like a white horse passing by, just suddenly. This clearly proves the former, what should we do?"

The man finally came to his senses and said with a smile: "So you have to practice. Every time you cross a threshold, you can live ten or a hundred years and read more books."

The young man still felt that the confusion was not fully solved, "But although we Confucians also admire spiritual practice, we study more for the sake of joining the world and making the world better. We are never like Taoists who only pursue personal rebirth and enlightenment. So what?

Is it good?"

"If you are not refined or sincere, you cannot move people."

The man smiled and said eight words, stood there and looked at the surrounding scenery, beautiful mountains and clear waters, and then said eight more words, "Down to earth, it comes naturally."

When the young man heard the word "naturally", he naturally thought of Taoism, which was extremely prosperous in Dongbaopingzhou. He sighed, "I read in a book that in troubled times, Taoists went down to the mountains to save people. Buddhism

Knocking on wooden fish behind closed doors. To govern the world, Taoists go to the mountains to practice self-purity, and Buddhists open their doors to collect money. Sir, it sounds like Taoism is really good, but Buddhist monks are not so good. No wonder they are not popular in our continent and Buddhism is not popular."

The man shook his head and smiled and said: "This is just the angry and extreme remarks of some scholars. It is not that there is no truth at all. It is just that the truth is not explained enough, and it is partial and comprehensive, which is not beautiful. It is better not to say it. The three religions can establish a religion, of course, each of them

Each has its own strengths, and the traditions of the three religions are very complex, with many branches and leaves, and complex connections. Therefore, if you want to understand the purpose of the three religions clearly, you must go back to the roots before you can evaluate one or two.

Otherwise, if you only know a little bit about it, you will talk nonsense, and if you see one or a few bad Taoists or monks, you will kill them all with a stick. This is not good."

The man in a Confucian shirt looked at the top of a large mountain in the distance, "There is a debate among the three religions. Three people will each explain the foundation of the religion. The principles of the three parties are so profound and subtle that others cannot imagine them, so they are the most dangerous."

The young man was confused and asked, "Sir, three people are talking to each other, how can it be so dangerous?"

The man withdrew his gaze from the height, looked straight into the distance, and said with a smile: "Since it is a debate, in addition to knowing the strengths and weaknesses of your own teachings, you also need to understand the strengths and weaknesses of others, so that you can successfully convince the other two people to recognize your own truth. That's it.

As soon as this happens, some people will be studying other schools of knowledge, and either they will suddenly wake up, or they will be given a heads-up, and before the debate even begins, they will have simply changed their profession and embarked on a different path."

The young man with delicate appearance was half-informed and confused.

The man smiled and said: "Don't think so much now, just move forward."

The young man nodded vigorously.

His name is Cui Ci, a name he chose himself. He lives in the ancestral home of the Yuan family in a small town, but he is not a member of the Yuan family.

The scholar in Confucian shirt walking in front was none other than Li Xisheng. In addition to holding a bamboo stick for walking on the mountain road, there was also a peach charm hanging from two pieces of wood hanging on his waist, which was simple and elegant.

Hanging it around his waist is perfect.

Cui Ci couldn't help but ask another question, "Sir, why did we go into the mountain?"

Li Xisheng replied: "Because I think there is something that some people did very wrong. Since it is a mistake, I can't make it again and again. I need to do something within my power."

Cui Ci smiled brightly and said, "Sir, you are always right!"

Li Xisheng shook his head and said: "Those precious principles in the book that have been passed down for a long time, no matter which religion or family they come from, must not be left in vain."

The young man hesitated.

Li Xisheng joked: "You can ask one last question today."

The young man said excitedly: "I saw in another scholar's note that there are nine Xiongzhen Towers in the world. Why does the name of the last one have a different number of characters?"

Li Xisheng thought for a while, "Are you talking about the Xiongzhen Tower named 'Zhen Baize'? Because Baize is the name of a... guy. It would be inappropriate to call it Zhen Bai Tower or Zhen Ze Tower.

"

The young man scratched his heart and lungs, grimacing. He wanted to ask another question, but he didn't dare to ask.

Li Xisheng couldn't help laughing and said: "Just ask me again. The weather is very good today and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. I can ask a few more questions."

The young man was happily jumping up and down next to his husband, "Is there any relationship between the Bai Ze who was suppressed by Xiong Zhen Tower and the Bai Ze Tu who almost every Qi practitioner has a copy of?"

Li Xisheng nodded and said, "Yes, it's the same name."

The young man clicked his tongue and said, "Master, there must be a lot of knowledge in this, right?"

Li Xisheng raised his head quietly, smiled apologetically in one direction, and then told the young man: "The Confucian sages warned us to be taboos for our elders, not only for the saints in the Confucian Temple, but also for the saints from the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought.

Applicable. So in the future, when you walk alone in mountains, rivers and lakes, don’t call out his name randomly."

The young man wondered: "Bai Ze?"
To be continued...