"Let's go up the mountain and take a look." At this time, Mr. Gu Yue greeted him and guided him with a quick and easy way.

The others followed behind. After walking for a while, Xiong Mao couldn't help asking: "Lapest, there are many palaces and Taoist temples on the mountain. Where are we going?"

Wudang Mountain is 800 miles away, with 72 peaks, 36 rocks, 24 streams, 11 caves, three pools, nine springs, ten pools, nine wells, ten stones, nine platforms and other scenic spots. There are many famous Taoist palace buildings.

It would take more than half a day if you didn’t take the cable car, but just a quick walk. Everyone came here to visit, not to suffer, but they must calculate the itinerary.

"Just keep up." Mr. Gu Yue smiled and said, "Climbing more mountains is good, and you can lose weight."

Xiong Mao patted his protruding belly and stopped talking, but he still sighed a little. Zhang Yaoyun pursed her lips and chuckled, and said kindly: "Boss Xiong, there is a cable carriage in front of us. We can just sit on it, there is no need to walk."

"Say it earlier." Xiong Mao was so energetic that he smiled.

"There……"

Under Zhang Yaoyun's guidance, everyone also successfully got on the cableway and slowly moved up the air.

From a high place, some scenery can be seen naturally very clearly. I saw the surrounding mountains, trees are evergreen, a stream of water, clear blue waves. The palace walls with red walls and green tiles, the magnificent palaces, and the temples covered by green trees are completely a blessing in the sky.

"Excellent." Xiong Mao looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help but sigh: "I heard that there were turtles and snakes in Wudang for a long time, but now it does look a bit like a bit."

"The image of a turtle and snake actually has a bit of a concise meaning." Gu Yue layman smiled and said, "Wudang does not only refer to a mountain. It is a collective name for many peaks. Different mountain landscapes, when viewed from different angles, naturally have different conclusions."

"After all, there are more mountains. You can always find some landscapes similar to turtles and snakes. Everyone is happy to discover the landscape, magnify it, and talk about it with relish. Later, the Taoist priests on the mountain simply evolved the Taoist palace building in this direction, and naturally there was a turtle and snake image."

Mr. Gu Yue talked happily: "For example, the main peak of Wudang Mountain is like a divine turtle moving forward with its head raised. And the palaces and buildings built on the mountain are like a swimming golden snake. This is artificially shaped, so you can treat it as a means of publicity. Just listen to it casually, and don't be too serious."

"I'm not serious." Xiong Mao waved his hand and said, "I just want to know what the real Feng Shui situation in Wudang Mountain is? I believe that after the research of experts of all generations, I have also been very clear."

"Ancient books record that Wudang Mountain originated from Qiandui. Liguan, Long, Jin, and Fang lands, and it has been circulating for thousands of miles. "Gu Yue layman smiled and said, "In addition, Taihe lives in Jing and Liang, Yu, and is at the intersection of Pandiac, and runs into Tianshu. The left is surrounded by Minshan Mountain and the Yangtze River is surrounded by southwards; the right is divided into Jizhong, and the Han River flows northwards. Its peaks and valleys are stacked, which are beautiful and beautiful, and are the southwest of the town. Its rituals are sincere and respectful."

"That is to say, if you follow the direction of west facing east, the site selection of the Dafeng Shui pattern of Wudang Taoist architecture is that the Zushan is Kunlun Mountain, Shaozu Mountain is the Daba Mountains, the branch of Kunlun Mountains, the Dabie Mountains, the Qinglong Mountains on the left are the tall and majestic Qinling Mountains, and the Baihu Mountains on the right are the Daba Mountains on the top."

Gu Yue layman listed several times and said, "The green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black wolf, all of them are in harmony. Looking north, there is the thousand-mile Han River with blue waves; looking south, there is the vast Yangtze River. Wudang lives in it, and you need mountains and water to get water. This is the Feng Shui situation in Wudang."

"It's indeed a big situation." Xiong Mao was not very satisfied and shook his head and said, "Mr., it's not me that a big Feng Shui situation like this is basically useless unless it is to build a city."

"I was going to build a city." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Boss Xiong, you forgot. Didn't the layman just now say that Emperor Yongle built a large-scale construction in Wudang Mountain, and he regarded this place as a palace city."

"That's right." Gu Yue agreed deeply: "The Nine Palaces and Eight Views of Wudang Mountain in the Ming Dynasty were simply palaces in the sky, very magnificent and magnificent. I'm afraid even the provincial capital at that time was far inferior."

"You can also imagine..." Xiong Mao nodded and sighed: "But no matter how beautiful the building is, it cannot resist the erosion of time. It has only been hundreds of years. There is no past shining here, and the glorious eight-faced signs..."

As he sighed, the cableway stopped. Several people left the cableway, and then saw waves of believers flowing. Some were climbing up and some were walking down. They were bustling, shoulder to shoulder, and very lively.

"The Dharma Assembly has not officially started, and it has been so noisy. Then tomorrow will be better." Xiong Mao said with a tweet voice: "The prosperity of the incense in Wudang Mountain can also be seen from here."

"You can also understand it in special times." Gu Yue smiled and waved, "Let's go, we won't join in the fun, avoid them and take a detour."

Mr. Gu Yue often came to Wudang Mountain and was too familiar with the environment here, as if even Zhang Yaoyun was not as familiar with him. Under his leadership, everyone left most of the tourists and went deeper along a small path on the side.

The mountain path is very tortuous, sometimes up and down, sometimes round and corner, and is a bit bumpy. It took about ten or twenty minutes to reach the destination.

It was a small temple built against the mountain, located on the side of the hanging. The structure of blue bricks and stone tiles and the dark tones have gone through vicissitudes, simple and unpretentious, and very ordinary.

There are no gorgeous buildings, no gilded statues, and no incense. There is only a clay statue of Taishang Laojun, a small public hall, a small incense burner, two green oil lamps, and a few straw futons. In addition, an old man with silver-shaped eyebrows and a kind face sitting cross-legged in the temple to practice.

In an instant, Zhang Yaoyun flew over and ran over as if she was flying: "Grandpa, we're here to see you."

"Yaoyao!" The old man opened his eyes and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Needless to say, he is the old friend of Gu Yue, who has been a lay Buddhist for many years, Zhang Pingchang's father, Zhang Yaoyun's grandfather, a master (chef) who escapes from the world and practices here, and Zhang Enze.

When Zhang Enze saw his granddaughter visiting him, he was very happy. Then he saw Mr. Gu Yue following him behind him. He was shocked and happy. He hurriedly stood up and greeted him: "Lao Gu, you are finally here."

"I arrived yesterday afternoon and came this morning, not too late." Mr. Gu Yue smiled and said, "Who told you not to stay at home well and have to come to this remote mountainous area to live in seclusion. The mountains are closed to the evening, so I can't get in."

"The layman is right." Zhang Yaoyun also took the opportunity to persuade: "Grandpa, you should go home and live. The place is dilapidated and terrible, and the conditions are not good. You live here forever. People who don't know think we are unfilial."

"What do they do if they do those gossips?" Zhang Enze said disapprovingly: "Where is good here? It's like people drinking water, they know their own warmth and coldness. They don't understand my happiness. Then again, they don't understand it, forget it. Lao Gu, you must understand that you are also living in seclusion in the mountains, why do you always advise me to go back?"

"Can you compare with me?" Gu Yue layman laughed and cried: "I have been practicing in the mountains since I was a child, and I have been aged 60 years old. How many years have you been? Everything should be done step by step, and I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry..."

"That's why I took my time. I stayed here for a few days, and then went home to recuperate for two days. I adapted step by step and finally got used to it." Zhang Enze said proudly: "For example, this time, I have been here for ten days, but I haven't seen any problems."

"It's fine." Mr. Gu Yue looked at Zhang Enze's complexion carefully and found that he was full of energy and had a little bit of redness. It really didn't seem like he was lying, and he didn't persuade him anymore.

"It's definitely no problem." Zhang Enze also took the opportunity to change the subject, looked at Xiong Mao, and showed a happy smile while stretching out his hand: "Lao Gu, this is what you are talking about Master Fang, I have long admired..."

"Ahem!" Xiong Mao was embarrassed. He was not holding or not holding Zhang Enze's palm. After hesitating for two or three seconds, he still shook hands and responded, smirking: "Old man, I am not Master Fang, he is."

"Hmm?" Zhang Enze was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Fang Yuan, obviously stunned.

"Old Zhang, haven't I said that Master Fang is very young." Mr. Gu Yue smiled bitterly and said, "I have already reminded you, but you still mistakenly treat Feng Jing as Ma Liang, which makes Master Fang dissatisfied, and that will waste my hard work."

"Ah." Zhang Enze was shocked and anxious, at a loss.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan smiled helplessly: "Mr., what you mean by this is, it turns out that in your mind, am I a very stingy person?"

"Master Fang is famous for being open-minded and generous. This is already well-known. How could it be related to the word "stingy"?" Xiong Mao said with a smile: "The layman said this clearly because of the other master's belittlement. Master Fang, I would never be able to bear it. If you don't have a few meals in the layman's temple, can you relieve your anger?"

Everyone knows that Gu Yue and Xiong Mao cooperated tacitly and made jokes to resolve the embarrassing scenes. And the effect was also very obvious. In a few words, everyone smiled and put Zhang Enze's small mistake behind his mind.

However, at this moment, a voice that was ignorant of the current affairs came over: "Who knows it, why don't I know it?"

Everyone looked at it and saw a Taoist priest walking out of the small temple.

The Taoist priest is very young, in his twenties, handsome and handsome, wearing a loose Taoist robe and robe, walking with his hands behind his back, and his clothes move with the wind, and he also feels a bit graceful and graceful.

As soon as he walked out, the young Taoist priest's eyes remained the same as a beautiful figure, and his face was filled with a bright smile: "Miss Yaoyun, you are here to visit Mr. Zhang."
Chapter completed!