"My fellow Taoists, let me be quiet first. I think you have also learned how to consecrate the statue of the gods. There are many unconsecrated statues in the Heavenly Immortal Palace. I have a word to tell you that as long as I am the head of Taoism, no matter the sect or the size of the Taoist temple, all the heads of the heavenly Immortal Palace can come to the Heavenly Immortal Palace to consecrate the statue of the gods."

People say that the fire in September is flowing, but the city of Chang'an in October is also extremely hot. At this time, Chang'an gathered the heads and masters of Taoist temples of all major and small areas in the Tang Dynasty. Nothing else, it is to come to the Tianxian Palace to learn how to consecrate the statue of the gods. It has to be said that the Tang people have a very strong learning concept. But then again, Taoist priests are a profession to seek incense from many believers. There are so many Taoist temples in the world. If one day a believer wants to ask God to go home to consecrate, you won't. Isn't this a loss of income for no reason? In history, believers spend the most money on asking God to spend this secret in the circle of Taoist priests.

"The immortal, the immortal, the path comes from the Guandi Temple in Guannei Dao. I don't know that the path can ask the immortal to ask the gods for the method of consecrating the gods." A man with a burly figure and face looks like a woodcutter but wearing a Taoist robe said flatteringly to Ye Fashan.

"Yes, yes, the path comes from Henan Road/Hedong Road/Hebei Road/Shannan Road. I wonder if I can ask the immortal chief for the method of consecrating his biological body?" After the person who looked like a woodcutter and like a Taoist priest spoke, the Taoist priests nearby echoed in a mess of voices.

"This..." Ye Fashan looked embarrassed: "I am not a century-old immortal. I am not familiar with the method of asking God to consecrate. If you want to learn this method of asking God to consecrate, you will follow me. I am about to ask the century-old immortal elder."

After hearing this, someone in the crowd said proudly: "It turns out that it's not a fairy-like person, but he looks like a fairy-like person. It's a big deal that I've spent so much more on my lips."

"I will invite a hundred-year-old immortal master now. If you want to learn, please keep up quickly." Ye Fashan frowned slightly after hearing the Taoist's belly.

"This... go together." said the Taoists.

Ye Fashan took the lead and led the Taoist priests to the front of the Hundred Years Hall. He took three incense from the Taoist boy guarding the gate at the entrance of the hall, turned around and said to the Taoist priests behind him, "The Hundred Years Immortals are immortals who have descended to the earth, so fellow Taoists need to receive incense from here and worship them on the tripod in front of this hall to show respect." After that, Ye Fashan lit the incense in his hand, bowed devoutly to the hundred-year-old hall, and piously inserted it into the tripod respectfully. He retreated to the side and waited quietly.

The Taoist priests learned a lot and took tribute incense from the Taoist choir. Whether they were sincere or show off, they lit incense in turn, bowed to the Hundred Years Hall, inserted the incense into the cauldron, and retreated behind Ye Fashan, waiting for others to burn incense.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, all the Taoist priests had finished incense, Ye Fashan took the lead, and the Taoist priests lined up behind him, bowed to the hall and said, "Xiaodao respectfully invites the immortals for a hundred years. I also ask the immortals to teach us how to ask the gods to consecrate the light."

Soon, a slightly hoarse but full of energy sounded in the hall: "The breeze and bright moon, open the door of the hall. Please ask all the fellow Taoists to come into the hall to talk."

The gate of the Centennial Palace was slowly opened under the guidance of the breeze and bright moon. Huang Junming sat cross-legged in the hall, facing the gate, holding the red sandalwood horsetail whisk in his arms, holding the red sandalwood horsetail whisk in his lower dantian with his hands, sat quietly, narrowing his eyes slightly, without saying a word, but he cursed in his mind: "Zhou Pengfei, you little green robe official! Why do you make the lighting of my room so easy? The sun shines on me in the morning and the sun shines on me in the afternoon. As long as I sit here, the sun can always shine on my futon. What's more hateful is that you turned the futon into a fixed one. It hurts me to close the door all day long, and the sun shines so hard that I can't open my eyes as soon as I open the door."

The Taoist priests at the door didn't know what Huang Junming thought. From their perspective, Huang Junming sat cross-legged on the cushion, emitting waves of divine light all over his body. It turned out that the celestial immortal descended to earth. The few people who were originally suspicious and disdainful of him also began to respect him.

"I would like to ask the immortal to give me the method of asking God to consecrate the gods." Ye Fashan calmed down and said with a big gift to Huang Junming. Everyone behind him also said this when they saw that they were doing this, and responded in a hurry. He thought that Ye Fashan was not authentic, and without notifying him, he would think that everyone was ugly in front of the immortal.

It took Huang Junming a while to get used to the dazzling sunshine, opened his eyes, looked at everyone with a smile and said, "What's wrong with it? Qingfeng, take all the fellow Taoists to the courthouse first. I will arrive later."

The Taoist Qingfeng catered to the Taoist, and said to the Taoist people: "My Taoist priests, please follow me." As he said that, he led everyone to the octagonal platform, counted the number of Taoists, called the slaves given by Li Yuan, took ninety-ninety-one cushions and placed them near the Yin-Yang Fish on the platform.

Soon, Huang Junming was wearing a nine-color Taoist robe and took Mingyue's little Taoist boy to the platform. Mingyue was holding a purple futon outlined with gold silk in her hand. She followed her happily and placed the futon directly in the center of the Tai Chi diagram. She straightened her way. Huang Junming walked to the futon in the center of the Tai Chi diagram and sat down, and pointed with one hand: "Fellow Taoists, please sit down."

Ye Fashan and the Taoist priests all found a cushion to sit down. Qingfeng Mingyue stood quietly behind Huang Junming with a small trumpet on the left and right.

After the Taoist priests sat down, Huang Junming spoke, "I heard that all the fellow Taoists wanted to tell me how to ask God to consecrate the gods. I will give you a good lecture here."

After hearing this, the Taoists stood up and thanked him.

"If you say this method of asking God to consecrate, the most important thing is to be destined to be destined." Huang Junming preached, his tone was plain and tepid.

"The so-called fate means having a fate with Tao. The heart of fame and fortune should not be too strong. You fellow Taoists should also consider this when choosing disciples to teach them. If you have no fate with Tao, you cannot invite the true god and practice the great way."

Huang Junming slowed down and said again: "Besides, you must be healthy and not get sick. If you are sick, then the consecrated statue of gods and auspicious objects will also be sick and cannot play a role in destruction. Similarly, the Taoist is old. Don't preside over me and see that this fellow Taoist is in good condition." Huang Junming stretched out his hand to point to one of the Taoists. It was the Taoist who looked like a woodcutter. The Taoist smiled awkwardly after hearing this. He wanted to speak but stopped.

Before the Taoist could speak, Huang Junming spoke again: "The host asked the gods to consecrate. He must be respectful and respectful, at least in a certain aspect. All of you here are the masters of the same view, so I won't go into details."

"If you invite the God of Wealth for the believer's family, the believer must have a certain material foundation. Otherwise, the goal of wealth cannot be achieved. Not to mention wealth, they must at least live a rich life. If the believer's family wants to invite good fortune, the believer's family must be harmonious, the children are filial to their parents, the husband and wife are loving, and the children are prospering. Only when the family is harmonious, the consecrated statue of the god can be harmonious and auspicious. If the believer's family is prosperous, he must have a spirit of progress. If he is not prosperous, the magic power of the gods is great, and there is no way. If the believer seeks Wenchang, the family is best educated. If there is no education, how can the person who does not study in his family be prosperous? Gods will not let an illiterate person learn to write in an instant."

After saying so much in one breath, Huang Junming paused, and the Taoist priests nodded frequently, as if they thought Huang Junming was right. After saying that, Huang Junming said nothing practical for a long time, but everyone felt that this was the case.

Without letting the Taoist priests continue to think, Huang Junming said, "Those who do Taoism should have a heart of inaction, not greed, not fight, not angry, and maintain an indifferent attitude. Do not be happy about gains, and do not worry about losing!" After that, Huang Junming stood up and walked slowly down the octagonal platform. Qingfeng and Mingyue quickly packed up the cushion and followed behind him. As soon as he walked to the edge of the platform, Huang Junming turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, there is another more important point. You must practice my Taoist skills frequently so that you can have a certain "please invite the gods" skill."

"Disciple, please ask the Immortal Master to teach me Taoist martial arts..." Before Huang Junming took two steps, someone shouted behind him.

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