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Huang Junming's speed of reciting the Beidou Jing is quite accurate. Although he does not use the last word to welcome the dawn, it is almost the same. Fortunately, although the rain has shown signs of dissipation, it is still a bit gloomy. The dawn looks a bit confusing under the cover of the clouds.

As the last verse was recited, Huang Junming could finally take a sip of water and rest. Although this large-scale ritual requires chanting scriptures, chanting mantras, and stepping on the stalking of the straits and fighting for several days, people also need to rest, otherwise they would pray for blessings to others, and they might have to let others do something evil.

As the ending sound of the Beidou Sutra gradually faded away, the originally solemn sound of bells and drums gradually became cheerful, just like the literary and artistic program after the athletes entered the opening ceremony, the atmosphere everywhere in the entire dojo suddenly became lively.

As usual, if you want to buy and sell things, you still have to go to the east city of Xishi to trade, but now the government has opened a gap, set up stalls and traded at will. As for people like urban management, there is no such thing as the Tang Dynasty. Maintaining market order, Wuhou from various affiliated buildings of Chang'an County will play guest appearances.

As for the Marquis of Wu, it is not the Marquis of Duke, Bo Zinan, who is known to everyone. The Marquis of Wu of the Tang Dynasty are actually the well-known police officers nowadays. The constables in the yamen are equivalent to the legendary criminal investigation team. Patrols and robbers on weekdays are the daily work of these Marquis of Wu. Most of the Marquis of the Tang Dynasty are composed of retired soldiers, and their prestige and character are beyond words, but they are much better than those of the black clothes of a certain country.

Although Huang Junming's Taoist robe seemed a little eye-catching among the chaotic crowd, not many people would chat with him. Huang Junming's current work is extremely sacred. Once he is in a ritual, the leading Taoist priests can only eat the organizer's meals and talk to the organizer. If others are caught up, they will be regarded as unlucky and unlucky by the Taoist priests who do rituals.

After taking a few sips of the white porridge in the bowl, Huang Junming finally felt a little energetic. After thinking about it for a while, there were still more than a dozen scriptures to memorize, Huang Junming suddenly felt a headache. It is much more difficult to do yang things than to do yin things. Taboos made Huang Junming, a Taoist priest with a relatively weak foundation, feel a little bored.

As the bell rang, Huang Junming had to sit on the stage again. As time went by, the Three Officials Sutra; the Blood Lake Sutra; the Ten Kings Sutra; the Stove Sutra; the Imperial Sutra; the Imperial Sutra; the Imperial Sutra... A series of scriptures were transmitted from Huang Junming's mouth to the sky. Time changed little by little with the sound of chanting. Huang Junming responded to the chanting of scriptures, and it didn't matter if he was lazy occasionally. But just sitting on this wet and damp futon, the wet clothes on his body were steamed by the sunlight bit by bit was also a torment.

Although there are some intervals between reciting these scriptures, the Taoist priests who participated in the rituals at this interval cannot leave their place. They can only watch the people buy a Hu cake and a sachet on the other side. However, they sit or stand, and there must be no gap. Perhaps this ritual is an unforgettable opportunity and challenge for other Taoists, but for Huang Junming, it is an unforgettable torment. In the final analysis, Huang Junming still did not integrate himself into the Taoist sect of the Tang Dynasty.

Although Huang Junming has been in Taoism since he was a child, his laziness in modern times made Huang Junming missed many opportunities to learn knowledge. After arriving in the Tang Dynasty, although he had a good identity and a great ideal, he thought he was in Taoism, but his foundation and foundation were there. He was unwilling to do hard work, and he didn't have to look at the tired work at all. He had great ideals, but he still used a little cleverness and a little trick. Everything was done by his own nature. All of this had long been the pain and pain he was now. It was not good to sit and recite scriptures loudly for a day.

Back to the point, although Huang Junming was upset by this scripture, he had to pretend to persevere. First, his image cannot be ruined by this ritual. Second, every ritual is an opportunity to preach and teach. It is the best way to promote Taoism to the people to save the people of the world, predict good and bad luck, success or failure. If Taoism in the Tang Dynasty wants to be more prosperous, every ritual is a rare opportunity.

After all, Taoism's ideas are very close to the lives of the people, such as: the country's fortune is not going well, flood, drought, locusts and disasters are constantly occurring, and wars are frequent. Personal luck is not good, often worrying, throwing things, fighting with others, disagreeing with family members, and many diseases. Taoism can use practices to pray for blessings and welcome good fortune to eliminate disasters. Whether this ritual works depends on whether you are personally pious. Taoist priests recite scriptures for those who have something to ask for. As for whether the person who has something to ask for is pious and whether repentance will naturally affect whether the ritual will succeed.

For Taoists, no matter whether the person who recites sutras and mantras is sincere or not, he can gain merit. It is precisely because of this that Taoists are willing to practice and accept extra disciples. After all, if the disciple is not good in character, the master of karma brought by the disciple will still bear it. This is also a risk. How can you recite sutras and mantras and do rituals?

The first day of a ritual like this can actually be considered the easiest. You only need to recite scriptures, chant scriptures, and then recite scriptures. The next day, the talismans fly together and the sword light flashes. The day after the ritual, the music table is even more lit to make a sound in order to allow all the requirements during the ritual. However, these things are not something Huang Junming wants to consider. After finally chanting this day, Li Shimin invited him to the scene again.

"Thank you for your hard work today by the Immortal Master." Li Shimin greeted Huang Junming with a haggard face. At the same time, he signaled the eunuch beside him to bring a stool for Huang Junming.

Huang Junming was very tired this day. Although he saw an eunuch moving a stool, Huang Junming still sat directly on the ground. Regardless of Li Shimin's surprised gaze, he asked hoarsely: "I don't know what the hell is calling me here?"

"Nothing!" Li Shimin smiled: "I suddenly remembered that the immortal masters by the Wei River that day seemed to have brought nearly two thousand Taoist priests. It is said that they are all good at martial arts?"

Huang Junming understood what was going on when he heard this. Two thousand Taoist priests who knew martial arts were equivalent to two thousand soldiers near Chang'an City. If they were not handled properly, the threat to Chang'an would be quite large. After all, no one would care too much about Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes. But since Li Shimin could call him, it proved that he had investigated. So Huang Junming felt that it would be better to tell the truth: "Go to Your Majesty, I brought about 1,800 people that day, and there were still 500 disciples in the Tianxian Palace. These more than 2,000 people all practice martial arts."

"Well." Li Shimin touched his chin and said lightly: "What are the Taoists in the Immortal Master Tianxian Palace who do not study the meaning of Taoism and Dharma, what do you do when you study martial arts?"

"The five Taoist techniques, mountain, medicine, fate, appearance, and divination. The mountain techniques of this one are both martial arts, so the disciples study martial arts and also study Taoism." Huang Junming replied to Li Shimin without being humble and arrogant. Huang Junming could not be weak at this time. If it is weak, it would be easily misunderstood to hide something. Huang Junming knew this very well. "Besides, the actual situation was urgent at that time. Whether it is from the immortal chief of the Immortal Palace or the gatekeeper's path, they were all from the Tang Dynasty."

"That's all the people of the Tang Dynasty!" Li Shimin clapped his hands and praised. "But..." Li Shimin looked at Huang Junming with a deep meaning. Huang Junming also knew that Li Shimin was still a little afraid of this. More than two thousand people said more than two thousand people said more than more or less. If it were placed in this Chang'an City, it might be unlikely to make a wave. But more than two thousand organized and disciplined people would probably make people feel a little scared.

Li Shimin sent someone to learn about the martial arts of the Tianxian Palace. In the past, the martial arts of the Tianxian Palace were less than half of the total. Most of them practiced health preservation skills. Although they also practiced swordsmanship, the swordsmanship in Li Shimin's opinion cannot achieve the effect of hurting people in the hands of these Taoists. He would not be interested in it. But this time it was unusual. Under Huang Junming's rigorous training for several days, the Taoist priests in the Tianxian Palace had all raised a level in terms of strength and skills. In Li Shimin's eyes, this was comparable to elite soldiers. What's even more terrifying is that everyone from top to bottom of the Tianxian Palace was like this, so Li Shimin had to consider it more.

Huang Junming now also knows Li Shimin's concerns. It is impossible to drive the Taoist priests from the Heavenly Immortal Palace out? Send it out? It is impossible! The Tianxian Palace has been completely tied up during the Turks' attack. In addition to the brotherhood of his fellow disciples, there is more comradeship. Now, he cannot score. Even if he really changes the Taoist priests from the Heavenly Immortal Palace to a major blood exchange, let alone the status of the Tianxian Palace will plummet in the Taoist world of the Tang Dynasty. Huang Junming himself is reluctant to let it go. But now it seems that Li Shimin has become interested in the martial arts of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, no matter whether this interest is good or bad, Huang Junming has to make plans early.

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1 For these sentences, Southwest wants to say that every time I read the protagonist of the time travel article, I am always ambitious, and Southwest wonders. Does the time traveler's life go from awesome to more awesome than the real people? Southwest just wants to write about a popular time traveler and a time traveler who is similar to that of ordinary modern people.

ps: The plot is a bit rushing. I originally planned to write a few chapters of the ritual, but the setting scene is too grand. Southwest was stupid and couldn't write it out, so I didn't finish it after deleting and revising it for an afternoon, so I had to skip it. I hope everyone forgive me. Also, although I will spend the train tomorrow, I will not ask for leave~ I have already prepared the manuscript.
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