The "Mao Shan Sect" to be discussed next, which is currently prevalent in Guangdong, Jiangxi, Zhejiang, Fujian, Hong Kong and other places, actually did not originate from the "Three Mao" nor Li Laojun, but rather originated from the multiple small sects evolved from the White Lotus Society during the Qing Dynasty.

  As soon as the White Lotus Sect is mentioned, everyone seems to think of sorcery and rebellion, but during the Qing dynasty, most of the White Lotus Sect had already gone underground. They rarely came out again to engage in political struggle, and a large part had transformed into ordinary beliefs.

  Among them, the "Qinglian Sect" is the most powerful branch of Fengshui, and its gatekeepers have used "Qimen Dunjia" in history, familiar with the art of change. Many followers throughout the ages will use talismans to chant incantations, treat illnesses for ordinary people, and ward off evil spirits, so they have a good reputation among the common folk. The Qinglian Sect is best at the skill of divine possession, which they call "Shenquan". With just a bowl of clear water, burning sandalwood, drawing talismans on the water bowl, chanting incantations, and drinking the water afterwards, one can become possessed by spirits and fight with fists and rods, known as "Shaolin Divine Fist". Both men and women can learn this. Therefore, some "Mao Shan" sects now have the skill of "Divine Fist".

  Now on the altar diagrams of the Southern School, "Shaolin Patriarch" or "Shaolin Qingjiao Master" is written, which refers to the patriarch of this sect, not the monks of Henan Songshan Shaolin Temple! In order to avoid suspicion, the later generations altar diagrams only wrote "Shaolin True Teachings Master", and both "Bailian True Teachings Master" can be seen as having obvious White Lotus teachings.

  However, because the name of their sect was too eye-catching, the Qing government arrested them everywhere. So they simply changed their name to "Mao Shan". Why? Because in the history of the White Lotus Sect, there was a leader named "Mao Zi Yuan", and "Mao" is the same, implying this meaning as well. By now, everyone should have some understanding.

  Another school of thought says that the "Mao Shan" ancestral master was a monk named Dànzi. Its also strange to say, how can a Buddhist monk be the ancestor of a Taoist sect? It is said that this monk was born from an egg that floated in, and he was naturally divine and supernatural.

  This Danzi and Shang were not only born strangely, but their later fate was also very strange. It is said that he learned the magic of "Ru Yi Ce" from "Yuan Gong" on Yunmeng Mountain. Yuan Gong was actually a white gibbon, the protagonist of the story "White Gibbon Steals Peaches". This white gibbon guarded the secret book "Ru Yi Ce" in the heavenly palace, which is all about the method of divine transformation, and this method is very simple and easy to learn.

  Yuan Gong passed on the contents of this book to Tanzi and Shang, and then burned the book. Thereupon, Tanzi and Shang went down the mountain with their skills and opened up a sect. Therefore, most of those who talk about spiritual transformations, flying in the sky and disappearing into the earth, are from this "Mao Shan". However, it is impossible to verify how this sect came to be called "Mao Shan". But this school must have a very close connection with the Yunmengshan system of magic.

  This formed the various branches of Mazuism in different regions today.

  In the strict sense, the only orthodox Mao Shan sect is now the Zheng Yi Dao lineage. However, the Cha Wen Bin lineage can be said to be a private offspring, with a thousand threads of connection to the Zheng Yi Dao. Later, as war fires raged on, Chinese Taoism gradually became fragmented in the long river of history. Truly understanding Taoism has become extremely rare, and those who understand only a little bit dare to call themselves high-ranking officials, giving people a glimpse of Feng Shui, doing some rituals. Nowadays, Taoist priests and temples have completely evolved into a profession and tourist attractions, with hardly anyone seen cultivating the Tao in earnest.

  The words returned to the truth: that afternoon, my dad took the tools and Zhang Wenbin to Jiangjun Temple. After smashing the copper lock a few times, the grand hall, which had been closed for many years, was reopened to the world. A strong musty smell rushed out, causing the two of them to quickly cover their noses. At a glance, apart from the red lacquer coffin in the middle, there was nothing else. Even during the day, such a scene was indeed eerie enough;

  Cha Wenbin walked in first, and when he noticed the murals on the wall, he was visibly surprised. He thought for a moment and then shifted his gaze to another wall, which was covered with character-like paintings. He stood there for an entire afternoon, as if in a trance. My father watched him from the side, not daring to speak, until the sun went down. Only then did Cha Wenbin turn around and say to my father, "Lets go!"

  My dad didnt dare ask more questions, Cha Wenbin instructed my dad to re-lock the door and told him that he would return home first. He gave my dad a talisman and asked him to stick it on the door, telling him to take care of me and not let me run around. After a few days, he would come back. Cha Wenbin disappeared for three days, during which I indeed seemed to be getting better, able to eat something. My mom was overjoyed, seeing hope, and spent her days at home praying to Buddha; Three days later, Cha Wenbin came to my house again, first looking at me, then gesturing to my dad to go out

  Zha Wenbin told my dad that, based on his inference, this General Temple might have two origins:

  The first account is recorded in an ancient book, he went back to consult the handwritten copy left by his master and found this passage: It is said that the Generals Temple has three Qing ancestors, auspicious beasts hidden on the wall, and another saying is: For those who are generals, their murderous nature is too cruel, turning into a fierce spirit, fond of knives and blood, adding to the bloody spirit, killing too many lives, each time adding a lost soul to the knife body, the bloody spirit itself increases by three points, after a long time, the fierce energy itself is like cultivation, seeping into the blood vessels, merging with the whole body, often entering madness, it is difficult for the world to overcome. Therefore, even the heavenly son cannot suppress it with his dragon energy, and thus kills.

  Those who die from evil spirits often have a grudge, so after death they are often secretly cremated. Then there are people who can tolerate it, steal the corpse and bury it in a deep mountain, often inviting Taoist priests to resolve the evil spirit and lead out the resentment. Therefore, temples are often built, and later generations of Taoist priests have difficulty suppressing them, often using the righteous energy of the Three Purities to suppress, carving auspicious beasts to avoid disasters.

  Its possible that this temple was built to suppress a killing god, because in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom period, our village was almost wiped out, so there are no historical records from that time. Additionally, during the Cultural Revolution, many ancient relics were destroyed, making it impossible to verify who this general was.

  The second inference is that this temple was actually a Taoist temple, and it was very likely built by the legendary monk Panshi who had supernatural powers. This place must have been a thriving Taoist temple in the past, and according to Wenbins observation, this location is where two dragon heads, one water dragon and one small green dragon, meet. According to legend, this is a place with excellent feng shui, which should not have such a massive evil energy.

  Cha Wenbin continued, after this Pizi and Shangxi left, the door was passed down for a while, until later it was unknown what happened to make this door disappear from the Jianghu; until the late Taiping Heavenly Kingdom period, after all the people here disappeared, another branch of the sect moved over, which should be the Qinglian Sect. In order to prevent the Qing court from annihilating it at that time, it claimed to be a branch of the Maoshan Wudoumen "Zhao Hou Shengzhu", so it changed the name of this place to Jiangjun Temple, continuing to cover up its true intentions and do some shady things. Because Cha Wenbin vaguely saw the sacred teachings of the Qinglian Sect on that blackened wall - a white lotus flower.

  But what left him baffled was the pattern of characters, which he inferred to be a special Daoist script that ordinary people couldnt understand. Only those who had an affinity with the Dao would be able to decipher it, and it was highly likely that it was the legendary Heavenly Palace Secret Scripture, "The Book of Wishes". Although his current level of cultivation wasnt enough to fully comprehend its meaning, even so, it still brought his cultivation realm to a whole new level.

  My dad didnt understand either, he was most concerned about what was wrong with me. Zha Wenbin said that I had no signs of being haunted by a hungry ghost, and when he opened his heavenly eye to observe, he only saw a black cloud and a auspicious cloud churning above my head, the reason behind this could not be deciphered yet, it may require further investigation to understand.

  As the saying goes, its better not to enter a tigers lair if youre afraid of getting hurt. Wen Bin decided to wait until midnight when the yin energy was at its strongest, and then go to Jiangjun Temple to investigate. This time he was well-prepared, not just alone, but also asked my dad to find two pig slaughterers holding pig-killing knives to go with him. At that time, rural areas had not yet implemented gun control, so my dad carried the familys hunting rifle and went along with them.

  Wen Bin hadnt even entered the gate when he drew out the Seven Star Sword and the Great Seal, walking at the very front. The two butchers stood guard outside the door to prevent any unexpected events, while my dad stood beside him. This time, Wen Bin didnt choose to look at the wall; instead, he charged directly towards that mysterious coffin. In his mind, he felt that this coffin must have some problem with it.

  Before opening the coffin, Cha Wenbin also put a stick of incense on it. If the incense burned smoothly, it proved that there would be no major trouble with the coffin. If the incense went out halfway, it meant that the master inside was not very happy about you messing around here, so hurry up and get out!

  After the incense was finished, Wen Bin respectfully bowed to the coffin again. When it was half burned, there was no abnormality at all, only that nights dark clouds covered the moon, making it particularly black. The lighting tool was three mine lamps, which were shot in this small temple, but always felt that they couldnt shine to the edge, as if there was a feeling of being swallowed.

  Cha Wenbin lit another incense stick in front of the mural of Taishang Laojun on the wall, and then began to open the coffin.

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