Xuanyi and Zhaoyi were suspicious, but they didn't think much about it because they had never seen the young man use the altar before, and they didn't seem to have heard of any Taoist priests who had been ordained in recent generations.
Because Wei Yuan had saved Xuanyi's life before.
The first few floors of the Taoist temple where the classics were stored were open to Wei Yuan.
The top two floors were guarded by the elders of the Weiming Sect who were very senior and not young. There were the core methods of the Weiming Sect and the magic tools passed down from generation to generation by the ancestors. Even the disciples of the Weiming Sect were not allowed to set foot on them easily.
One is that the true method cannot be passed on lightly.
Second, when the Taoism is not profound enough, it is too profound to touch the part.
It's like a castle in the air. It may not be able to cultivate a profound Taoism, but it is easy to collapse and die.
Therefore, this arrangement was to protect the true teachings and the disciples. Xuanyi took Wei Yuan to meet the two old Taoist priests who were guarding the attic, and then went down the attic, pointing to the volumes of Taoist scriptures stored in the bookcases on the first and second floors, and said: "This is the Sutra Pavilion of my Weiming Sect. You can read the scriptures on these two floors at will." "Basically, the altars and grand ceremony rituals used by the Zhengyi lineage are all here, and some of the unique skills of each branch are also included here. However, the real sect-suppressing methods are basically well hidden by each family, and some are even passed down by word of mouth, even if they belong to the Zhengyi League." It is still passed down by word of mouth, not afraid of being lost... Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, and Xuanyi and Zhao Yi pointed out the small house on the side of the pavilion to Wei Yuan. "Master, this is where the disciples of the sect live when they read the Taoist scriptures. If you don't mind, you can rest here temporarily." Wei Yuan took a look and found that it was very simple inside, with only a bed and a cabinet.
The bed was clean, and there seemed to be clean Taoist robes in the cabinet for changing.
After Xuanyi and Zhao Yi left, Wei Yuan casually took out a book from a bookcase and sat at the table next to him to read it. These were the classics of the sect, which were different from those in the special operations group and were more ancient. There were many notes and opinions left by the predecessors next to them, which had a strong style of the sect.
The first floor of the pavilion was mostly basic classics.
Wei Yuan read with the purpose and mind of solving the problem, and was fascinated by it unconsciously. I don't know if it was the effect of the imperial edict talisman on the back of his hand. When he read the Taoist classics, it was easier to calm down. Slowly, he had a clearer understanding of the modern Taoist system in his heart.
The cultivation system of Shenzhou can basically be divided into Taoism, Buddhism, and Wumen, which was honed from the battles of military strategists and the fighting in the rivers and lakes. The three cultivation systems have influenced each other and have also changed. The modern Taoist system can basically be divided into three categories.
The Zhengyi Mengwei Dao, which commands the southern Dao sects of Shenzhou, has recently become the leader of the Dao sects.
It mainly uses imperial decrees and talismans, and is good at performing rituals.
Disciples in the sect often go down the mountain to subdue demons and monsters.
After the true master of the sect is taught, he is said to have left his name in the heavenly court and has the rank of an immortal official.
Just by opening the altar and performing rituals, he can mobilize the power of heaven and earth and display many magical powers. In addition, the Shenxiao Lei Fa is also a skill that Zhengyi Dao is good at. The thunder is upright, subduing demons and monsters, and it is invincible.
The Quanzhen Dao.
Although it is said to be a combination of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, it is more like the style of Qigong practitioners before the Qin and Han Dynasties. They cultivate themselves internally and exclude external things. They basically do not use the talisman and imperial decree technique, but the requirements and precepts for disciples in the sect are also more strict. The word Quanzhen itself represents a kind of weight.
Unlike the Zhengyi Mengwei, which is good at magic and magic, the Quanzhen sect pursues immortality, refines the inner elixir, and cultivates both life and death, and therefore has many rules and regulations.
Another is the Wudang lineage, which combines Taoism and martial arts, and cultivates qi internally and is excellent in both elixir and sword.
According to Wei Yuan's understanding, if the three Taoist systems all encounter situations where demons need to be exorcised, the Wudang lineage can burst out the strongest lethality when close to the enemy. No matter what situation the Quanzhen cultivators fall into, they can maintain a certain level and will not reduce their own strength too much due to external interference.
The Tianshidao lineage is not good at encounters.
But as long as you dare to give the Tianshidao time to prepare, open the altar and set up the altar.
The power exerted by the Zhengyi Dao is the strongest.
The three schools have been influencing each other for thousands of years, but there are still obvious differences. Take the sword as an example. The sword of Tianshi Dao is to subdue demons, the sword of Quanzhen Dao is to kill one's own inner demons, and the sword of Wudang Dan is good at fighting monsters with flesh and blood.
Then there are some books that record the basic rituals of the altar.
According to the records, different altars require different steps, and the scriptures recited are also different. Wei Yuan already knows the foundation of the talisman system. After a little thought, he understands that the reason why talismans and altars are becoming more and more complicated is that their functions are constantly refined, but they all borrow the majestic power in the sky.
The altar is connected with the power above.
First verify the identity, and then decide what talisman to use, what method to do, and what god to invite. They all have their own rituals and rules, like password doors. If you make a wrong step, you will go to the wrong door and cannot borrow power. The altar ritual will be considered a failure.
And this talisman command on the back of Wei Yuan's hand.
It is roughly equivalent to a master key.
Those password doors can be opened directly.
Of course, the ritual symbolizing the step of 'opening the door' is necessary.
It is just not so strict and cumbersome, and only needs to be completed symbolically.
Correspondingly, the level of the person casting the spell is equivalent to how much strength he has. The higher the level of Taoism, the greater the strength, and the greater the power he can mobilize and exert stronger Taoist magic.
Wei Yuan flipped through the classics and saw a simpler ritual. He memorized it silently in his heart. He didn't know how long he had been reading it. It was completely dark outside. He turned on the light and prepared to continue reading the classics, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
A vague wave flashed in the distance.
And the reason why he felt this wave was that a sword in the piano case behind him trembled slightly. It was Zhang Daoling's former magic sword. Wei Yuan's expression moved slightly, and he pondered for a while. He seemed tired and returned to the place where people could rest. He took out the food from the food box that Xuanyi had sent before.
Line up in a row.
The Taoist temple is not short of incense.
Pick up three incense sticks, flick your wrist, and the three incense sticks are inserted into the ground.
Just a simple altar.
Stepping on the Xuanyuan Sword Yu Step, whispering the Dao Jue, there is a burning sensation on the back of the hand, pinching the three mountain fingers, the three incense sticks ignite without wind, Wei Yuan feels that the command on the back of the hand is completely connected with the sky, it is a small altar passed down by the branch of the Zhengyi Mengwei, the sky sees and the earth hears.
Wei Yuan feels his own breath rising, as if overlooking the main peak of Weiming Sect from a high place.
And that kind of obscure fluctuation comes clearly.
He identified it.
The fluctuation comes from the disciples' residence of Weiming Sect, where Xiaoyuer and the others are. Wei Yuan moves slightly, takes a yellow talisman, passes in front of the three incense sticks, and the smoke that originally rose straight from the three incense sticks is pulled on the yellow talisman. Close your eyes and pass it in front of your eyes.
This time, Wei Yuan 'saw' the courtyard.
He saw a faint twisting, swirling black aura flowing.
.........
Several young Taoists finished their evening practice and lay down on the bed to rest.
But they were too young, and they were full of energy from practicing the Taoist method of strengthening the foundation and nourishing the qi, so they were often not so honest. In the past, their master and uncle kept an eye on them, but today they seemed to be discussing important matters. The master just warned them to rest early and left.
So several young Taoists started a night talk.
Talking about some little stories they knew.
Soon, the topic came to one of the cute little Taoist priests with a round face. She thought for a moment and said:
"Have you heard the story of the shadow?"
"The story of the shadow?"
"What's so special about the shadow?"
The little Taoist priest saw that she had aroused the interest of her fellow disciples, and her eyes curved. She said: "But this shadow is not ordinary. Can your shadow communicate with yourself? Can it be your friend?"
"This story can..."
.........
The time when the story took place is no longer traceable.
But it must be in ancient times, a very distant past.
Because ancient fairy mountains such as Yuci Mountain still exist in such stories.
The story begins with a man who lives alone. His name is Deng Yi. He is already 30 years old and still has not found a wife. He is fine during the day, but every night, he turns off the lights early and is alone in the house. He sighs and says to his shadow one day: "Shadow, shadow, you and I have been inseparable for 30 years. Now I am alone. Can't you come and talk to me?" He was just complaining, but who knew that the shadow under the moon would jump out all of a sudden. This frightened Deng Yi so much that he sat on the ground and trembled, which made the shadow unhappy. It said, "You begged me, so I appeared to accompany you. How could you do this to me? Are you also a hypocrite like Ye Gong who loves dragons?"
Deng Yi reluctantly raised his head and asked his shadow, "Then how can you accompany me?"
The shadow said:
"I am your shadow, I have no entity. I can become whatever you want."
So Deng Yi hoped that the shadow would turn into a knowledgeable young man who could talk to him all night. The shadow flashed and actually Transformed into a handsome young man, elegant temperament, and knowledgeable about astronomy and geography, Deng Yi and the boy talked happily every night. Suddenly one day, he sighed with regret:
"You can become a good friend, but I am almost thirty years old and still alone."
"Can you become a beauty?"
The shadow just smiled and said that it was not difficult. In a blink of an eye, it really turned into a rare beauty. Deng Yi was moved and never let the shadow change into other appearances. Every night after turning on the lights, the beauty came out to accompany him. Gradually, the shadow could appear even in the daytime.
Deng Yi was no longer lonely and was addicted to communicating with the shadow.
But only he could see the beauty transformed by the shadow. Others thought he was crazy. Deng Yi didn't care. But suddenly one day, the shadow beauty sighed to him: "I have been with you for a long enough time. Now I have to go to Yuci Mountain, tens of thousands of miles away, and I can't come back in this life."
Before Deng Yi could stop her, the shadow flew into the air and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
From then on, whether it was lighting a lamp at night or looking at the sun during the day, Deng Yi had no shadow. The whole person gradually became crazy and stupid, and was given the title of Deng Wuying.
So, be careful, be careful.
The shadow is not a vassal of a person. When you are facing the light, the shadow may be behind you, staring at you silently, thinking of ways to separate from you. When you turn around, it pretends to be motionless.
Light a lamp between the mirror and yourself.
Then look in the mirror.
Through the mirror, you may see that the shadow is also staring at you.
......
After hearing this story, several young Taoist priests shrank their necks.
"This is fake."
They muttered twice.
The round-faced young Taoist priest said, "Who said it's fake? I also saw a book called "Youyang Miscellaneous" saying that people have nine shadows, each with a name, as long as you light the lights in order according to the rules, they will all come out."
Lin Linger of Maoshan Sect couldn't help but say:
"This method similar to the altar, how can it be so simple to do it?"
The round-faced young Taoist priest was unconvinced and said, "Who knows if it will work?"
"Anyway, the masters are not here, let's try it quietly, maybe we can see our nine shadows..."