Chapter 1032 Lingyun Temple
Long before the Swan began to be refitted, Yang Yiyi set off with Princess Mingzhu. After riding in a carriage for more than half a month, she finally arrived at Lingyunguan.
Or to be more precise, we rushed to the foot of Wangyun Mountain where Lingyun Temple is located.
Lingyun Temple and Jingci Temple are very similar. Both are on the mountain, both are religious sites, and there are also towns at the foot of the mountain.
But let’s talk about the differences…
The name Lingyunguan speaks volumes.
Jingci Temple is built on the mountainside, and the mountain where Jingci Temple is located is actually not very high, but Lingyun Temple is at the top of the mountain, and the name Wangyun Mountain can also tell how high this thing is.
We arrived at the foot of Wangyun Mountain the afternoon before and rested for the night. Everyone was ready to start climbing the mountain early the next morning.
As expected, Princess Mingzhu made another mistake. She had prepared a sedan chair for her and hired the bearers, but she insisted on stepping on it.
He also said that walking up to him would make him appear sincere.
Most of the dignitaries who come to Wangyun Mountain basically go up in sedan chairs, then come down and walk a bit when they get to Lingyun Temple, and then walk up from the foot of the mountain by themselves, which really shows their sincerity.
But the problem is that Princess Mingzhu obviously has no idea how high the mountain is and how strong her physical strength is.
During the time of having a cup of tea before departure, the princess was in high spirits and said that she was not ashamed to look at Yunshan.
Two-quarters of an hour after setting off, the princess was already sweating a little, but she was young after all, so she still had a strong tongue.
After more than half an hour passed, the princess had no choice but to take over the hiking pole and her feet began to wobble.
After waiting for an hour, she simply sat down on the ground, euphemistically calling it a combination of work and rest.
After resting for a while, I continued to move forward, feeling as tired as my third grandson...
Mountain climbing is a very good sport, and it is good because it can cure dissatisfaction.
Fortunately, the Ouchi guards were very aware of the princess' physical strength. Even though the princess said to walk up, she did not let the bearer leave. Now that the princess could not walk, the Ouchi guards simply stuffed the princess into the sedan chair. Finally, we didn’t delay our trip and climbed to Wangyun Mountain before noon.
The word "Wang" in Wangyun Mountain does not mean to look up, but to look straight into the distance. The word "Ling" in Lingyun Temple also clearly tells you that the location is higher than the clouds.
Of course, this is a bit exaggerated. In fact, it has not reached the top of the clouds, but is just a large white mist formed by the water vapor in the mountains. Standing at the entrance of Lingyun Temple, it is really like standing above the sea of clouds, quite a fairyland.
Unlike Jingci Temple, which was changed to a temporary route, Lingyun Temple had planned the itinerary from the beginning, and of course had received the notice in advance.
From the master of Lingyun Temple to a large group of male and female Taoist priests, they had been waiting at the door early.
In the end, Princess Mingzhu didn't lose her temper. She got off the sedan in advance and walked the last bit of the way. When the Taoist priests came out to greet them, the princess tried her best to act calm and calm. She couldn't lose her status anyway.
It would be true if you didn't see her sweating profusely and her legs shaking.
This kind of formal greeting has nothing to do with Yang Yiyi. She only needs to wait for the princess's business to be completed and find the viewer to give the letter to others, so she mixes in the crowd and looks around.
Lingyun Temple is also famous in the world. It belongs to a famous and upright sect, and its history may be older than Tianjue Palace.
But to be honest, this Lingyun Temple looks like an immortal from a distance, but looks old and withered up close.
Especially after following the princess into the door, I could see that the paint on the door was all peeled off, and it was not touched up. Although it was indeed cleaned, it still felt dilapidated.
This is mainly because Lingyunguan has no money.
It is very realistic to say that Lingyun Temple is as famous as Jingci Temple, but the quality of life is far behind.
Lingyun Temple also receives pilgrims, but the pilgrims in Lingyun Temple all come from not far down the mountain, while Jingci Temple has people from all over the place. The monks are really better at chanting sutras than the Taoists.
Lingyunguan didn't have much land, but it was nosy and often helped and took in children from poor families. As time went by, Lingyunguan became poorer and poorer.
Li Yingluo's martial arts was taught by the Taoist priest of Lingyunguan. So, why did the Taoist priest of Lingyunguan go to a place so far away from Kangping City to teach his disciples?
Because of giving money.
——It can be said to be very realistic.
The princess suddenly came to ask for a blessing ceremony. It was almost a trouble for the monks of Jingci Temple, but for the Taoist priests of Lingyunguan, it was great. If they could give more money for incense, That is of course even better.
Suddenly I started to wonder whether this was a Taoist temple or a beggar gang...
In short, after a tedious greeting with etiquette, Princess Mingzhu finally entered the door of Lingyun Temple. Now she went to the main hall to discuss the blessing ceremony.
The entourage like Yang Yiyi was too lazy to follow and listen to those nonsense, and began to visit the Taoist temple above the clouds on their own.
Although they were very poor, they had all the things they should have. The Taoist priests didn't care that Yang Yiyi and Wu Shaoyi were wandering around. They only said that some brothers and sisters were doing spiritual cultivation, so please don't disturb them.
Li Chengqi was also a little interested in this place. After all, according to this style of painting, it would not be inappropriate for someone to fly out with a sword at any time.
After going around in circles, Yang Yiyi soon reached the left side of Lingyun Temple.
There is a gravel path here, and at the end of the path is an octagonal pavilion.
It looks like a common thing, but this pavilion is on the edge of the cliff, especially when you walk over and find that there is an endless sea of clouds below, it will give people the illusion that the pavilion is flying in the air, so the plaque hanging on the pavilion also reads "Fei Lai Pavilion".
It's rare to climb up the mountain after climbing for a long time. This kind of place looks dangerous, but you must go there.
It's like the glass plank road in Zhangjiajie. Even if your legs are weak after going up, you have to go there since you are here.
Wu Shaoyi may be a little afraid of heights and didn't get close to the edge. Yang Yiyi was just like a monkey, rushing to the edge of the pavilion, holding the pillar and looking down.
The sea of clouds under your feet rolled and boundless, like a raging sea, and like a galloping horse. The sun came from the side and projected into the sea of clouds, creating a colorful halo and a layer of changing golden edges, which was spectacular.
Such a beautiful view on earth is worth climbing for a whole morning.
Yang Yiyi was also fascinated by the sight, wishing she could jump in and swim with the wind.
But as she watched, Yang Yiyi suddenly frowned.
She stared at a cloud in the valley, her eyes fixed on it.
The cloud was very strange. At first glance, it looked like a beast, but if you looked closely, it looked like a person holding a sword, as if he was performing a mysterious and unusual sword technique.
The more Yang Yiyi looked, the more fascinated she became, but she always couldn't get the point, just like looking at flowers in the fog, she couldn't see clearly, and didn't know if it was a flower.
It seemed that she had realized something, but it was a little unclear.
"My two friends, do you like the beautiful scenery of the sea of clouds?"
A middle-aged Taoist priest approached and interrupted Yang Yiyi's thoughts. When she looked up, she saw that Li Yingluo and Zheng Yinping were following the Taoist priest.
