Consecration is a religious ritual, which originally came from Taoism, and consecration is one of the Taoist rituals.

Consecration is to inject the invisible and boundless magical spirits in the universe into the statue, and the statue also has the spirits with boundless magical powers. Therefore, consecration is an indispensable ritual after the statue is worshipped.

The Taoist method of consecrating the statue is to use the master of high gong to choose a good time.

i. The ceremony of consecrating the dot eye is carried out. The ceremony includes twelve types of rituals such as: purity, asking God, issuing decrees, issuing orders, seven stars, eight trigrams, gods, pens, mirrors, roosters, consecration, and hairs. It is only possible to complete the twelve rituals, so that the gods who are respectful gather together with the statue of the gods, and use his power to make the worshippers better luck and seek money and make things easy, so that they can sit in their homes or temples for worship and protect peace.

However, Taoism has been passed down for thousands of years and has gone through countless dynasties. Among them, because the dynasties of all dynasties do not follow the views on Taoism, Taoism has been divided and merged, and countless Taoists have scattered among the people. Therefore, the ceremony of consecration has been spread to the people and has become less standardized, but the original intention of consecration still exists.

On the ninth day of the third month, the zodiac

i.

In the backyard of Song Wenxincun's house, an Eight Immortals Table was placed, and a statue of god wrapped in red paper was placed on the middle of the table. There were two statues standing next to the left and right, also wrapped in red paper.

There is an incense burner in front of the statue, which is of simple style. It is clearly the stone incense burner in the smallest Prince's Temple. This was specially asked by Song Wen to carve it according to the large incense burner in the Prince's Temple. He spent thousands of yuan. Next to the incense burner, two incense candles burning, and three animals and six fruits are placed below.

I am very lucky, the moonlight is shining and the breeze is swaying.

At this time, the God of Joy: South East

, God of Fortune: Zhengbei

, God of Wealth: The north, the jade hall is in the sky, it is auspicious time.

Master Gongda, who had already prepared at the table, calmly picked up the Master Gong bell on the table and started to shake it. He was wearing a golden crown, a black and yellow silk robe, a sword on his back, and a whisk in his neck, shaking Master Gong bell with his left hand, and pointing his left hand to his sword. He was chanting an unknown spell with a "yiyi buzzing" in his mouth.

After reciting for a while, he put down the bell, took out the whisk from behind and shook it, then inserted it again, then picked up a glass of wine, dipped it in some wine, nodded the sky, nodded the earth, and pointed the statue of the gods, as if paying homage to the gods of heaven and earth.

After he finished it, he quickly picked up the pen in front of the table, lit the cinnabar that had been prepared beside him, quickly wrote a lot of strange runes on the yellow paper on the table, then took out the sword behind him, stabbed the talisman paper on the sword. He stepped on the steps of the turbulent steps, muttered something in his mouth, and walked around the Eight Immortals Table.

After walking three times, he stopped at the table and shouted suddenly: "Oh, moo, the way of heaven is normal. It is better to be new, and the way of zodiac is good.

i, bathing is true, the vermilion yellow combines the soul, treasure refines the seven souls, I would like to invite the prince to protect my family and protect my family's safety."

After shouting, his eyes widened, his hands were aimed at the sword, and he pointed directly at the talisman paper on the sword. The talisman paper suddenly had no fire and spontaneously ignited.

At this time, Master Da led his sword forward, and the talisman paper suddenly flew out and landed on the statue of the god wrapped in red paper. The red paper on the statue of several gods was suddenly lit by the burning talisman paper, burning wildly, and then the true body of the statue was revealed.

"Um..."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, just when the talisman paper fell on the statue of the prince and the gods, he felt a ray of spiritual light pouring into the statue. When the red paper was burned, he even saw two rays of light coming out of the prince and the prince’s eyes.

Although he did not believe that there were ghosts and gods in this world, everything he saw in front of him made him feel incredible. Just like the one who was bound to die, the one who was bound to die clearly did not come to the other party's home, did not know the other party, and did not know which village the other party was in, but he could still tell everything in the other party's home and his life. It was very incredible.

The leniency is Minnan dialect and cannot be translated in Mandarin. After someone’s family has passed by, they miss their relatives, so they go to the leniency to ask whether their family is safe below. The leniency is almost the person who invites ghosts or leads ghosts from the underworld to the sun to meet people. When asking for the leniency to the deceased relatives is called leniency.

In southern Fujian, there are many people engaged in ancient industries, such as tyrants, marriages, bone picking, masters, Feng Shui masters, spirit mediums, etc., but most of them have short lifespans, or those with different family backgrounds, are said to be infected by yin energy, damaged body, and loser. This is true. As far as I see, there are several people engaged in this industry who are not old.

The exposed prince's true form is as black as ink, lifelike as life. The two civil and military generals and two palace maids guarding each other, looking powerful.

I don’t know how Master Da made it. The burned red paper did not burn the prince’s beard. It was so amazing. Song Wen couldn’t help but look at him. It seemed that the old man still had two brushes.

After the ceremony was completed, Master Da took down the whisk, sword, took off his robe, and gasped. In just a moment, sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Okay, now you can take it to the Prince's Temple to worship it, hundreds of people

I will ask you to go home later." Master Da said to Song Yuanshui.

Song Yuanshui responded, picked up the prince and took the incense burner to the temple. As for the two generals of civil and military affairs and the palace maids, there is no need to invite them to the temple. You can invite them to go home first.

Originally, Song Wen had to do this by himself, but during the 100-day period of time, the prince was enshrined in the temple, and he was really unable to escape, so he had to let his father replace him. Song Yuanshui was happy to live in the temple, and could chat, make tea, watch TV with the elderly in the temple every day, which was more comfortable than at home.

After the old father invited the prince to the temple, Song Wen helped his mother move the Eight Immortals Table back into the house, while the Master Da talked to Song Quan next to him.

Master Da and Song Quan are old friends. Most people want to ask someone to consecrate him, so Song Quan will recommend him, but Master Da is old this year and has not come out much, so his son will replace him. If Song Quan hadn't invited him this time, he might not have been able to invite him.

"A Quan, you really make money. I'm going to have to fight for my life." Master Da said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"I think you are not exercising. You don't move at home every day. The more you eat, the fatter you become. Look at the master's master who is as fat as you?" Song Quan glanced at Master's big belly and said angrily.

The two of them have been dealing with each other since childhood, and they are so good that they can't speak more casually.

"What's the way to fat? He wants to be fat even if he drinks water. He wants to be thin, but he can't even eat delicacies." Master Gongda said, touching his belly and big.

"You should exercise more, and don't end up getting sick until you get old." Song Quan persuaded.

"You need to say this. I get up early in the morning to climb the mountain every day. Don't look at me fat. It only takes half an hour to go back and forth from my house to the mountain behind our village, and I won't breathe."

"Stop blowing the air here, just breathe and sweat for a while, and you can't breathe while climbing the mountain. You're lying to fool!"

"Can this be the same?" Master Gongda said with a glaring glance after hearing this.

"Why are they different?" Song Quan asked.

"Of course it's different. Climbing a mountain requires strength, but it uses mind, brain, and magic power." Master Dabi said with a gesture, and the boy who came with him next to him laughed.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about these things that are available or not, go and make tea in there."

Song Wen didn't want to talk to him, so he pulled him into it to make tea. The rest of the things behind him were not required to be fulfilled, and the boy he brought to clean up.
Chapter completed!