Day and night tour

Chapter 310 The truth about Well Country
Most of the mountains in Mingjiang Prefecture are green and pleasant, except for the Baimei Mountain Range, which is covered with snow all year round from the mountainside up.

If you look down, you will feel that this mountain range is a white eyebrow growing out of Mingjiang Prefecture.

It was already dawn when the musician and Shang Wenjun arrived at the Baimei Mountains.

"Lao Le, I finally understood what happened in the meeting just now. Those Zoroastrians murdered pilgrims in the temple and used human leg bones as wind chimes. They deserved to be killed by their entire family.

However, the foxes in Kuishan Taoist Temple did nothing wrong. They simply transformed into human form and privately built Kuishan Taoist Temple. Apart from chanting scriptures and earning some money from incense offerings, they did not seem to do anything that would anger the gods and the people. Why did the Ancient Tree Golden Bell want to kill all those fox spirits?"

Traveling is always boring, Shang Wenjun asked the musician why Jin Zhong wanted to kill the fox.

At a meeting not long ago, the painter had two talismans in his hands, one from the Kuishan Taoist temple, and the other from the Xijiao Temple where Zoroastrianism was located.

The contents of these two talismans are very different.

The scrolls of the Kuishan Taoist temple are called "Dream Records". They record the daily life of the fox spirits in the temple, including what time they get up, what time they chant scriptures, what time they receive pilgrims, and what activities they perform after receiving them...

All matters, big or small, were written in the book, and the content was very gentle.

As for the Zoroastrian scriptures of Xijiao Temple, they mainly record the sacrifices they made to the Zoroastrian fire gods.

The sacrifices were basically blood sacrifices to the ancestral temples, and the inscriptions in the inscriptions were almost all "Today, we are performing the Fiery Golden Crow sacrifice, which requires two pairs of leg bones, ten virgin heart fragments, and two pairs of human intestines..."

Xijiao Temple became a den of evil sacrifices in the ancestral temple, and it was normal that all the people were killed by "Feng Heshang", the slave of the ancient tree golden bell.

"You think those Zoroastrians deserve to die, but those fox spirits don't?"

"Yes."

When Shang Wenjun chatted privately with the musician, he didn't need to be too polite. He could just say whatever was on his mind.

The musician asked, "Sir, what standard do you use to judge who deserves to die and who doesn't?"

"Good and evil."

Shang Wenjun said: "The good should live, the evil should die, and the most evil people should be cut into pieces."

"I am just like you. I decide life and death based on good and evil."

The musician said, "But the ancient tree bell does not follow this logic. It does not judge life and death based entirely on rewarding good and punishing evil."

"What is Jin Zhong's logic?" Shang Wenjun asked.

"You can seize power, but you cannot seize truth."

The music master said: "The things that are clearly visible in the world are called momentum, and the things that are hidden tightly in the world are called truth.

It doesn't matter if things on the surface are divided up or fought over by others. This is the power that can be seized in the world.

If you master those things that are hidden tightly, you can know the true meaning of the will of the Jing Kingdom and the true secret of the operation of the Jing Kingdom. This is all true.
In the eyes of the Admiralty, any 'truth seeker' is more deserving of death than a heinous criminal."

The musician said, "The book of the foxes is called Dream Records. Just the word 'true' gives us a clue to its meaning."

"I see."

Shang Wenjun cleared up the confusion, but not completely, and said, "Those foxes, just by reciting scriptures and receiving pilgrims, can they know the true meaning of the will of the Jing Kingdom?"

"That's why Lao Hua wants the two of us to go and give King Xishan a beating."

While the musician was talking to Shang Wenjun, they had already reached the highest peak of the Baimei Mountains... Baigu Peak.

The so-called white bones are just the result of the spirit of the mountain. The strange rocks and cliffs actually look like human bones. Coupled with the snow that never melts all year round, it really does seem like a "mountain of bones".

There is a cave on the top of the White Bone Peak, a huge cave. Many years ago, it became the Taoist temple of King Xishan and was called the "White Bone Taoist Palace".

At this time, there was a bright fire in the White Bone Palace, making the frozen peak a little warmer.

The musician and Shang Wenjun walked into the cave at the same time. When they were about ten meters away from the cave entrance, a dozen snow-white foxes emerged from the knee-deep snow.

The one in the lead had a tuft of black hair between his eyebrows, like a black mole.

"You two, to be able to climb this mountain without a trace, you must be a great immortal from the mortal world. This cave is the dojo of my king, please stay."

The fox raised his hands and clasped his fists, showing that he understood the etiquette of the human world.
As for the "great immortals in the mortal world" he mentioned, they are also people who are highly respected in the world.

When the musician saw the white fox blocking the way, he immediately took out the bronze medal from the God-Traveling Division. After verifying his identity, he went to the Taoist temple to find King Xishan.

Before he showed the bronze medal, an old and lazy voice came from the cave: "Fox slave, it's the master from the Youshen Division who is here to visit.

My dear musicians and witches, I am old and my legs are not very flexible. I cannot come to greet you personally, so I have to let the fox slave lead you into the Taoist temple."

After hearing King Xishan's instructions, Fox Slave immediately bent down and stretched out his claws, saying, "So it's you two adults. I just didn't recognize you. Please..."

The musician and Shang Wenjun strode into the cave.

Inside the cave, there were charming foxes everywhere, each one of them was full of charm and alluring manners. The chirping sounds from their mouths seemed to carry endless human desires, which made Shang Wenjun a little uneasy.

"How dare you, a little vixen, show off your seductiveness in front of the God Parade?"

The musician understood the law of rhythm. He raised his right hand and struck his chest.
The clanging sound of swords being drawn and killing was played by his bone harp.

The sound of killing became a song of killing, making the enchanting postures of those charming foxes and seductive foxes disappear in an instant. Each fox seemed to have aged by dozens of years, and their old age was clearly visible.

"Master Qin, they are all women of this old fox of mine. They have been serving me in this cave since they were born. They have rarely seen strangers and do not know the etiquette. Please do not be offended if they offended the two masters."

The old and lazy voice came out again.
The most obvious feature of this cave that makes it a dojo is its vast space.

A few meters away, there was a dim bonfire. An old man was huddled beside the fire to keep warm. His head was lowered and he was leaning towards the bonfire, looking even more lifeless.

The musician stopped using music to shock the fox girls and just walked towards the old man.

"King Xishan, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as charming as ever."

"Master Qin, please forgive me for making fun of you. You are an octogenarian with dirt all over your eyebrows. How can you talk about elegance?"

The old man's eyes and eyebrows were closed, and his voice became even more scattered and hollow.

"You are the master of Mingjiang Yintang. You look so old, I'm afraid you are just pretending to be mysterious."

As soon as the musician finished speaking, he nodded towards Shang Wenjun.

Shang Wenjun understood, and swung out the witch's ruthless red silk with his right hand, whipping King Xishan on the back.

Hongsi was extremely ruthless. She whipped King Xishan several times, leaving dozens of wounds on his back.
Blood, gurgling,

But that’s not all. The extra red thread penetrated into King Xishan’s body and actually pulled out a plaque with golden characters.

The plaque is only the size of a palm, with many tiny characters written on it.

This is the "red hat" issued by Jing State to King Xishan. With this red hat, King Xishan becomes the master of Yin Hall in Mingjiang Prefecture.

Now, the red top was going to be taken back by Shang Wenjun, but King Xishan had no worries on his face, and he said lazily: "The things given to me by the court naturally belong to the court. If you two adults want to take them, then take them, but I have to make it clear in advance.
There are more than a dozen Yintang in Mingjiang Prefecture, all of them are barbarians living in the deep mountains and strongholds. It is not easy to control them. "

He finally raised his eyes, looked at the musician, and said, "Master Qin, the Mingjiang flood disaster has just passed, and the Bone Elders Association must have spent all its financial resources to make the people of Mingjiang better off and their pace of life more stable.

But if the Yintang is not under my control, and there are evil people instigating them, and they enter Mingjiang Prefecture, the lives of the common people will be greatly affected.

Men and women have to flee for their lives, children can't even get rice soup, there are refugees everywhere, disasters everywhere, fires fill the sky, will the Bone Elders have enough financial resources to quell this disaster in a short period of time? "

"Are you threatening me?"

The musician sat cross-legged opposite King Xishan and spoke word by word. "How dare I? I am just a wild dog raised by the court. This plaque is the dog chain around my neck."

King Xishan ignored the pain in his back, took the two pots of wine in front of the campfire, handed one pot to the musician, and said, "The style in the mountains is rough, and it can't compare to the fine clothes and food in Mingjiang Mansion. There are no exquisite utensils, so just drink directly from the bottle."

The musician took the wine, pulled out the cork, took a big sip, and said, "King Xishan, you are a smart person. If you are not smart, you will not be the master of the Yin Hall of Mingjiang Mansion.
Since you are so smart, I want to give you a piece of advice... If you want to worship the gods, then worship them. If you want to manage the Yin Hall, then manage the Yin Hall. The power is given to you. The incense and the way of the gods are also open to you foxes. No one inside or outside the Mingjiang Prefecture can restrict your foxes' freedom.
All that should be given has been given, you can lead your people and enjoy it, but don’t touch what you shouldn’t touch.”

At this point, the musician stretched out his finger and wrote the word "Kui" on the ground, saying: "The foxes in the Taoist temple on Kuishan Mountain were all killed by the ancient tree and golden bell. You know why they died."

"Then I really don't understand."

King Xishan looked at the tepid fire and said, "They are just little foxes, devoted to Taoism, built a Taoist temple in Kuishan Mountain, and collected some incense. They have never harmed anyone or killed any living things. They just chanted scriptures, practiced Taoism, and received pilgrims. Why should they die?"

"How dare you, the Fox Tribe, touch the truth about the Well Country."

The musician said: "The secrets of the Well Country are like incense, which are hard currency, but some secrets are allocated by will. From a strict point of view, these secrets are not part of the truth.

There are some secrets that the will of the country will not distribute, and no one can touch them.
The Taoist temple you built imitated the Xigu Taoist Temple, which is one of the founders of Taoism. In terms of its magic, it is even better than the world's number one temple today - Tianyan Temple.

Imitating the Taoist temple in the valley, trying to touch the real truth of the Well Country through this imitation, King Xishan, if your trick had not been seen through by the ancient tree and golden bell, I am afraid that those seemingly kind foxes would have deceived the eyes of everyone in Mingjiang Mansion. "

When Shang Wenjun heard this, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the Ancient Tree and Golden Bell Society targeted the foxes in the "Kuishan Taoist Temple" for killing.

"Knowing its masculinity and keeping its femininity, it becomes the stream of the world; knowing its honor and keeping its humiliation, it becomes the valley of the world.

Kuishan Taoist Temple is located on the top of a stream and a valley below. It does not care about honor or disgrace, but is content with its natural state. It does not care about gender, and it welcomes pilgrims peacefully. It may seem ordinary, but it is in line with the Taoist principles.

It turns out that its essence is actually imitating the "Valley Taoist Temple."

"Kueishan Taoist Temple" is an exquisite imitation of the ancestor of Taoist temples. The painter entered the temple with the law of space. After thinking for a long time, he connected it with the Taoist temple in the valley. Only then did he understand why the ancient tree and golden bell killed so many foxes.

The musician said, "You can seize power, but you cannot seize truth. King Xishan, cultivate your way of worship. If you can become famous and rank among the immortals, it will be a great achievement. The Hu clan will be proud of you. But if you are stubborn and keep your head down, and try to 'seize truth', be careful that you will perish."

"Those foxes you killed were all good, kind foxes."

“It’s true that they are kind, but if they hadn’t been instructed by you, would they have built a Taoist temple?

If it weren't for you, the ambitious King Xishan, who was trying to seize the truth, how could they have died in Kuishan?"

The musician warned again: "Behave yourself, behave yourself. We can take off your red hat at any time. As for what you said, if we take off your red hat, Mingjiang Mansion will be impacted by the Yin Hall and cause great suffering to the people?
King Xishan, open your eyes and take a look. The Mingjiang Prefecture today is no longer the Mingjiang Prefecture of the past."

"It's nothing more than the ancient tree's golden bell awakening."

"The awakening of the ancient tree and golden bell is certainly a cause for celebration, but the real trump card of Mingjiang Mansion right now is the young master."

The musician held the circle, bowed to the east, and said: "With the young master here, the three gods have stirred up a huge wave and have not gained any benefits.
The Buddhists wanted to cause chaos in Mingjiang, but not only did they fail, but they were also killed by the little master's map of mountains and rivers, and all the monks in Baoshan Temple were killed.

The Buddhists and the gods can be easily resolved by the young master. Do you want to raise the flag and attack Mingjiang Mansion? Think about whether you can save your head first. "

After the musician finished speaking, he winked at Shang Wenjun again, the ruthless red silk was retracted, and the golden plaque crashed into King Xishan's body.

The collision knocked King Xishan to the ground, causing him to spit out blood. He could only say with trembling lips, "I, the old man, respectfully send you two gentlemen off."

"Take care of yourself."

The musician and Shang Wenjun strode away.

After the two men left the cave, King Xishan sighed heavily, sat up again, wiped the blood from his lips, and his eyes changed from kind to cold.

In the meeting just now, King Xishan's Taoism was the highest among the three.

After absorbing the incense of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, the musician successfully entered the realm of sitting eighteen and looking nine.

Shang Wenjun was far behind, just one step away from entering the Eight Sticks of Incense.

But King Xishan is not only a member of the eighth and ninth level, but also, as Huang Xi said, among those at this level, King Xishan's combat power is very close to the top.

If he had resisted a little, he wouldn't have been so badly hit by Shang Wenjun's golden plaque.

But he didn't dare resist.

There is one thing in the world that no matter how high his incense is, it can never compare to it, and it is called "power".

"Power is not equal to everyone, and it is even more unequal to us foxes."

"When will all the power fall into the hands of our fox clan?"

At some point, Fox Slave came in and squeezed next to King Xishan. He held his head and rubbed it against King Xishan, trying to comfort the old Fox King who had just suffered a great blow.

King Xishan stroked Fox Slave and said, "This continent used to have many names, such as the Ancient Buddha Country, the Great Dao Divine Country, and the Incense Divine Dynasty. When do you think it will be renamed Fox Country?"

……

Dongshi Street, in the Jingyi shop,
Yun Ziliang looked at the "Zhuo Tongzhen Lu" and the White Tiger Claw at the same time. After comparing them for a long time, he said: "The ability of this Zoroastrianism is really amazing. It actually unearthed part of the truth about the Well Country."

Peng Sheng was also a little surprised when he heard this, and asked, "The truth that has never been distributed?"

"Ah."

Yun Ziliang nodded and said, "This white tiger claw is one of the truths."

Zhou Xuan heard Yun Ziliang always talking about the "truth". What does "truth" refer to?
"The Well Country has its own will. Now we call it the Will of the Well Country. In the past, it was called the Supreme Will."

"The Supreme Will gave birth to the heaven and earth, the mountains and waters, the clouds and the moon, as well as the ancestral tree, the celestial master, and the gods.
Tianzun founded the incense and fire way, and the gods controlled the nine laws, space, time and many other god-level things, and created more things...

But no matter how you create, it is actually a kind of understanding of the mystery of life of the "Supreme Will."

Yun Ziliang crossed his legs when he said this, "However, as time goes by, mystical scholars all over the world believe that this kind of understanding is not a true understanding, but a kind of distribution.
For example, you, Zhou Xuan, suddenly comprehend the laws of dreams. It may seem that you thought about it and comprehended it yourself, but the root cause is that the Supreme Will is willing to let you comprehend the laws of dreams. It is assigned to you by Him. "

"The many secrets currently circulating in the Well Nation were all distributed by the Supreme Will."

Yun Ziliang added: "Since there is a distribution, there must be undistributed truths. This part of the truth that has not been distributed is the treasure of the Jing Kingdom. At the same time, it is also a forbidden place for practitioners and is the top priority for the Jing Kingdom to protect."

"The Zoroastrianism has touched upon this part of the truth through extremely terrifying ancestral temples and rituals, and has unearthed a lot of it, so the book that records them is named "Zoroastrianism Tongzhen Lu".
This book does not provide any clues or important figures in the Zoroastrianism, but it teaches you how to use a tiny part of the "secret of will" that the Zoroastrianism has unearthed."

Yun Ziliang directly made a judgment on this talisman.

Peng Sheng said: "You can seize power in the world, but you cannot seize the truth. If you use this part of the "truth", I'm afraid you will get into big trouble."

"What trouble? This "truth" was dug out by the Zoroastrianism. If anything goes wrong, the Zoroastrianism will be blamed. What does it have to do with us, Xuanzi?"

"Lao Yun, what you mean is that using this talisman to find the Zoroastrianism is probably not realistic..."

"The Taoist priests haven't found any trace of Zoroastrianism yet, what can the gods in heaven do?"

Yun Ziliang handed the "Zhōnghuo Tongzhen Lu" back to Zhou Xuan and said, "Take it as a cultivation book and read it when you have nothing to do. For example, the chapter on White Tiger Claw specifically mentions the "Wangling Space", which is the layer of space after the use of the space law.
I dare not say anything else. You see, the painter relies on the law of space to come and go without a trace, but he has no idea what this space is called or why it exists.
These truths are all written on the scrolls..."

Yun Ziliang sighed and said, "Three hundred years ago, I was the ninth incense stick in the world, but I couldn't stop the Zoroastrianism... Now, I think the Zoroastrianism is really scary. There are a considerable number of "truths of will" recorded in the book.
How much truth there is that is not recorded is still unknown."

An organization or church that specializes in touching the truth and even dares to kill gods and mortals has a very profound origin.

Zhou Xuan took the talisman and started searching again.

"Why don't you study the White Tiger Claw carefully? What are you doing?" Yun Ziliang asked.

"I seem to remember that it records a good method of torture... I'm going to use it on the three-headed stone Buddha tomorrow..." Zhou Xuan said slowly.

(End of this chapter)