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During the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty, in the fourth year of Jiayou, on Longhu Mountain in Xinzhou, Jiangxi Province, in the Hall of Subduing Demons of the Shangqing Palace, a group of Taoist priests surrounded a white-faced man who looked like an official and persuaded him: "Hong Taiwei, you can't open it!" ! Under this stele are countless demons suppressed by the celestial masters of the past dynasties. If they are let go, they will injure others, which is inappropriate!"
Taiwei Hong smiled and said: "It is clearly written on the stone tablet that it will open when it encounters a flood. You should have met me, and you all got out of the way. I will guide the sergeant to dig up this stone turtle!"
All the Taoist priests tried to persuade them to no avail, so they had to watch the group of soldiers dig up the stone turtle and open the stone slab. Under the bluestone slab is a deep well, a black gas rolled up from the well, knocking down half of the corner of the hall. The black air rushed straight up for half a day, and hundreds of golden lights scattered in the air, looking in all directions!
Taiwei Hong was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his eyes wide open, his face ashen, and he shouted: "I'm dead! I'm dead! What kind of monster is walking?"
At this moment, in Tokyo, the capital of the Song Dynasty, Zhang Tianshi, who was doing the 3600-cent Luotian Dajiao to fight against the plague and natural disaster, suddenly raised his head and looked at the golden light scattered in mid-air, the eyes of real people flickered.
"Not good! A total of 108 monsters have left, this Hong Xin will really cause trouble" Zhang Tianshi looked only eleven or twelve years old, and his body was like a urchin. In fact, he was over fifty years old, and thought: "These one hundred and eight demons, I'm afraid they will cause chaos in the world. If I go to subdue them myself, I'm afraid I will delay my fire and water kung fu for an unknown number of years. Fortunately, their natal gold medal is still in my hands"
Zhang Tianshi looked at the crape myrtle star energy hovering above the Kaifeng imperial city, with a wicked smile on his pink face.
"Well, let's use the emperor's dragon vein imperial energy to suppress the natal gold medals of these one hundred and eight monsters, and let them reincarnate as human beings, so that the poor can practice Taoism with peace of mind."
Zhang Tianshi laughed lowly, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the 3600% Luotian Dajiao venue. The Taoist priests next to him were not surprised, they just pretended not to see it.
The celestial master sneaked into the underground dragon veins of Zhao Guan's house unknowingly, and locked the natal gold medals of the 108 demon heads in the dragon veins with the secret method of the supernatant, and suppressed those escaped demons with the power of the dragon veins and the star power of Ziwei. The demon of the temple. As long as the gold medal is still in the dragon's veins, these monsters will be restricted in their supernatural powers, lose all their memories, and be reincarnated as humans involuntarily.
How much evil can one hundred and eight mortals do?
Tianshi Zhang shook his head and smiled, quietly exited the underground dragon vein, and continued to preside over the 3600-point Luotian Dajiao. After the 3,600-minute Luo Tian Dajiao was finished and the miasma of plague that had shrouded Tokyo was eliminated, Tianshi Zhang was about to leave when he suddenly felt something and went to Bixie Lane on the East Street and found a family named Chen. There are no adults in the house, only a seven or eight-year-old naughty boy is wielding a sword, his body is full of blue light.
Zhang Tianshi looked at it for a long time, and praised: "Good qualifications, just suitable for learning my Taoism." He walked in and said to the young man, "Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"
The boy's surname was Chen, and his name was Xizhen. His ancestors followed Emperor Zhenzong to conquer the Quartet, and left him a little fame and a sword. In Chen Xizhen's generation, his family was in decline, his parents died early, and he was left alone. However, Chen Xizhen met Zhang Tianshi at the 3600 Luotian Dajiao, and he was also blessed to the soul, and he bowed to the twelve or thirteen-year-old Taoist boy: "Meet the teacher!"
Zhang Tianshi Dayue wanted to take him to the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, so that he could be taught, but under the dragon veins of the Song Dynasty, the natal gold medals of one hundred and eight demons were suppressed, and disciples were required to guard them here, so they stayed at Chen's house and stayed. For three years, he taught Chen Xizhen the Taoism of Mount Longhu.
Three years later, Zhang Tianshi left and said to the boy: "When the one hundred and eight monsters are executed, it is the time for you to return to the mountain. At that time, the master will send someone to pick you up. Guard the gold medal of your life in the dragon veins." , is a major matter related to the common people and the common people, the merit is immeasurable, you have to be careful. Remember, remember!"
Chen Xizhen obeyed his orders. The two masters and apprentices bid farewell, and the celestial master went back to Longhu Mountain to practice and enlightenment without mentioning it. Chen Xizhen also returned to the alley to dispel evil spirits, practicing martial arts while practicing Taoism, but the one hundred and eight demons were also unable to display their supernatural powers because of the suppression of their natal gold medals by the dragon veins of the Song Dynasty, and had to be reincarnated as human beings. , are also sealed up.
Then Chen Xizhen only firmly remembered Zhang Tianshi's words:
"Behind the demon, he was born with his own face, just like a tattoo. If it is a lion spirit, there will be a picture of a lion painted on its back; if it is a white tiger spirit, a picture of a white tiger will be drawn on its back. Apart from him, you have the merit of subjugating demons and eliminating demons, which will greatly benefit your cultivation."
Chen Xizhen's eyes flickered, and a breath of true energy gushed out of his chest.
As the saying goes:
Live as a tripod, die as a marquis,The son's life aspirations have been paid.
The iron horse hisses at night, the mountains and the moon dawn, the black ape roars in autumn, and the clouds thicken at dusk.
It is not necessary to seek the authenticity of the source, but I like Zhongliang as a Huatou.
For thousands of years Liaowa buried jade land, falling flowers and singing birds are always worrying. A myth of the Water Margin also unfolded from Chen Xizhen's thought. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com