On the rostrum, a group of old faces looked at each other.

John Dafiki's meaning is obvious, he wants to see the magic of the Taoism of Huaxia Kingdom.

"Hey, Dafiki, what do you mean? Do you look down on the Taoism of our Huaxia Kingdom? ”

In the audience, some young Daomen disciples couldn't bear it anymore, and they shouted at John Dafiki, eager to rush forward and give him a few ear scrapes, so that she could see the power of the hot-blooded young people of Huaxia Kingdom.

Dafiki shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I don't know if I can afford to look down on it, because, I've never seen it." ”

With a snap, Zhao Wuya stood up and said, "Fellow Daoists, since this foreign Taoist priest is interested, you might as well use a little trick to open their eyes, how about it?" ”

"Okay, let them see the magic of our Dao Fa!" The Laoshan faction made a noise together.

"Ok, ok, I'd love to see the wonderful!" Dafiki will succeed in exciting, and he scratches his ears and cheeks with joy.

Zhao Wuya grabbed the mastery, bowed to everyone, and said: "Fellow Daoists, the hall does not catch the breath of heaven and earth, and it is not suitable to do it, please move to the courtyard and show your skills, how about it?" ”

Ding Ermiao shook his head secretly, this age has lived to a dog∞↑. This is the territory of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, is it your turn to give orders?

Sure enough, Rosie beside her pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Dese!" ”

And Bu Xiao and Li Zhihua on the stage were also unhappy, and deliberately did not speak, embarrassing Zhao Wuya.

One of them is the master of Zhengyi Temple, and the other is the master of Shangqing Palace, which is the largest here, representing the line of Longhu Mountain. They didn't speak, and the guests in the audience naturally didn't move.

Seeing the atmosphere, Zhao Wuya's face turned red, and he looked at Bu Xiao and Zhao Zhihua, and said, "Two Dao Masters, this is just my suggestion, how to arrange it, and ask your host to decide." ”

"Hahaha......, okay, according to what Daochang Zhao said, let's go to the courtyard to see the snow scene." Bu Xiao and Zhao Zhihua glanced at each other, got up, shook off the dust, and walked to the middle courtyard.

Li Qingdong and others also followed closely and came out one after another.

Then the crowd flocked out to the middle courtyard to see what they could do to convince the Pastor John Duffy.

Rosie and Ding Ermiao and others walked last. When he went out, he found Bu Xiao waiting for Rosie by the door.

"Miss Luo, everyone wants to perform, and please remove the ban here, so that everyone can let go of their hands and feet." Bu Xiao said in a low voice.

"I naturally know, Dao Chief, just arrange it." Rosie smiled and turned to walk towards the front hall.

As a Taoist land, Longhu Mountain must be strongly prohibited.

If the ban is not lifted, no one will want to pretend to be a ghost here. And Rosie, these prohibitions are in her hands.

The middle courtyard has a large area, and in the middle is the Yuan Altar.

Bu Xiao ordered the little Taoist priests to clear the snow and clear a large open space between the Yuan Altar and the Bell and Drum Tower.

The guests attending the meeting were lined up under the eaves of the drum tower corridor to watch the practice.

John Dafiki and other foreigners were all full of excitement, stretching their necks and waiting. The same goes for other journalists.

But Bu Xiao told the reporters that he was only allowed to look at it, not to take pictures!

In fact, the Taoist disciples of various sects are also very excited. Because although the Taoism of each sect and sect belongs to the Qing Sect, after thousands of years of reproduction, it has long been very different and has its own strengths. This kind of observation is an eye-opener for anyone.

After a while, Rosie turned back from the front hall and nodded at Buxiao.

Bu Xiao knew that the ban had been lifted, so he looked at everyone and said, "Fellow immortals, now the ban in the view has been lifted. I don't know which faction of Taoist friends is willing to play first and show their skills? ”

Everyone looked at each other, but no one played. After all, it takes courage to be the first to play.

John Dafiki was anxious and shouted, "Don't be in a daze, let's do something." ”

Zhao Wuya's face changed, and he was about to let his apprentice play, but he heard the laughter, a thin and obscene old man, holding a ruler and dust, walked into the field.

"Haha, since everyone doesn't show their faces, then Poor Dao will come and play first, which can be regarded as throwing bricks and attracting jade." The old man held his palm on his chest and saluted everyone.

Ding Ermiao, Wu Zhanzhan and others stood under the eaves of the southwest corner of the drum tower, concentrating on this old way.

He was about seventy people, with long beards, thin and small figures, hunched backs, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and rat eyes, but he wore a big robe, which looked a little funny.

Bu Xiao's face was happy, and he introduced it to everyone, saying: "This is the master of Tianyi Guan of the Yushan faction, Huang Chao Daochang, known as Huang Banxian, calling for wind and rain, the Taoism is vast, and the rivers and lakes are quite prestigious. ”

With a pop, Wan Shugao hid in the crowd and laughed in a low voice: "Why don't you call Huang?" Look at his small eyes and nose, it is very similar to Wong Tai Sin's dignity. ”

"Shut up, people are Daomen seniors, what qualifications do you have to bury others? Be dignified! Ding Ermiao was stunned.

In public, Wan Shugao, as a brother of Maoshan, is so damaging to others, after all, it is a loss of style. People are ugly, and they don't mean it!

"Hahahaha...... it's all friends who carry love and put gold on my face, but in fact, I don't have the ability." Huang Chao laughed dryly and glared in the direction of Wan Shugao.

Obviously, this old guy has good ears and heard what Wan Shugao said just now.

John Dafiki was a little impatient, and yelled at Huang Banxian: "Old man, what do you want to perform, hurry up, okay?" ”

"Good, good!" Huang Banxian smiled, looked at Dafiki and said: "It's snowing heavily today, and there is wine, food and tea in Longhu Mountain, but there is no fruit. Why don't I get some fruit for everyone? ”

"Fruit?" Pastor Daffiki was stunned for a moment, then said, "It's okay, but you have to be faster." ”

"Okay......!"

Huang Chao agreed, and suddenly turned around, and the dust in his right hand slid into his left palm, and there was already a fist-sized copper incense burner in it, and the incense burner was full of white rice.

"Magician? Ok, good, good! Dafiki was overjoyed and applauded.

Huang Chao held the incense burner in his hand, took seven or eight steps back, put down the incense burner in the snowless clearing, and then circled around the incense burner, suddenly retreated more than a foot away, waved his hand, and shouted: "A stick of incense is inserted into the furnace, and the clear road is full of nine times!" ”

I saw a chopstick-thick incense stick, from Huang Chao's wide sleeve, slowly flew into the sky, and suddenly plunged down, impartial, and firmly inserted in the incense burner.

The incense stick had already been lit, and the smoke slowly drifted into the sky.

"Good means!" The crowd cheered in unison.

Dafiki was dumbfounded, gave a thumbs up, and said in a loud voice: "Amazing, ok, ok!" ”