Qingyun Temple(1)

Xiang Qian smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "This Dao master, Xiao Ke has a very, very important matter to find your master, please report it on your behalf." "www.biquge.info As he spoke, he bowed deeply, which can be regarded as making amends for the previous fierce waves."

How do you know that the person's face is blank, and he said: "My teacher has not accepted customers for more than 30 years, don't you know?"

In front of the direction, a nameless fire suddenly rose in his heart, and he jumped upward. Ya, what do you mean? Do you want to refuse the master outside the door? Okay, okay, just now you pinched the punch of my brother's spiritual sense, it was my brother's rudeness first, and my brother recognized it. But he gave you a smiling face again, and he bowed with his fists, and even endured the secret loss brother who ate you, what are you going to do?

Aren't you just going to break the cultivation in the early stage of the soul washing, just want to put on a show in front of your brother?

Hmph, why do you say that your teacher has not accepted customers for more than 30 years, can you speak? Are you a chicken when you are your teacher?

In an instant, this guy had already abused this person and his mentor in his stomach. Only then did he speak: "You tell your family teacher, I am not a guest, let alone a prostitute - my surname is Meng, everyone is their own person, there is a big event in the family, can he see me?"

There was already a bit of anger in this speech.

The man was obviously stunned, the person in front of him spoke so arrogantly, behaved so rudely, and dared to be the teacher's own family, no wonder, no wonder he was so arrogant.

The man looked up and down a few times in front of the direction, and a wisp of spiritual sense was quietly released, just to explore the depth in front of the direction. Before the wisp of spiritual consciousness reached his body, he was annihilated by a sound of "fluttering".

The Daoist's face was slightly red, he didn't even find out the other party's cultivation, and his spiritual sense was inexplicably destroyed by others, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart.

"Since your surname is Meng, then you can come with me. However, I said that in the future, if the teacher does not see you, it will depend on your own creation. As he spoke, the man reluctantly moved a place on the crane's back and motioned for the crane to sit down.

Xiang Qian was extremely disliked in his heart, if it wasn't for the sake of the trick, he would have even turned his head and left, where is he still willing to ride with him now, and immediately said coldly: "No need, I have my own car, master." ”

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The two of them stopped talking, and the Taoist rode the crane in front, and the cloud car in front of the direction was behind, one in front and one behind, and flew towards the misty place of the mountain peak at great speed.

Along the way, the Taoist saw that the treasure car in front of the direction was magical, but he didn't dare to take the test anymore, and honestly took him up.

In an instant, the summit was in sight. The man pinched the fingers in his hand, waved his hand lightly, and a passage that was no more than a few feet wide but extremely long flashed in the dense mist.

Before you go your way, this must be the entrance to those blockades.

A crane and a cart of fish rushed in, and the clouds and mist behind him rolled silently and then re-covered the road, and only after a few glances before concentrating in the direction did he already know the ban in his heart.

Looking at this posture, these bans in front of you are actually not very good, not so much to prevent outsiders from breaking in, but to gather some things in the ban.

What could it be? Xiang Qian was very curious, and couldn't help but look down.

At this time, the two of them had gradually passed the misty realm, and the foreground suddenly opened up. From afar, you can see a piece of pavilion and house scattered between the deep forests, and there are more small bridges and flowing water, flowers and plants, which is a fairyland on earth!

"Oh, what's that?"

The direction is condescending, and at a glance you can see a towering stone platform behind the pavilion house. The stone platform has to be seven or eight people hugging each other, about 30 zhang high, and there is a stone face at the top that stretches out smoothly outward, looking from afar, it looks like a big mushroom growing from behind the pavilion house!

The flat and smooth stone surface at the top of the platform can be seen to be made of a complete piece of rock, which shows the depth of care that was put into making this platform in the first place.

"Hmph, that's the point star platform where I accept the aura of heaven and earth in my Qingyun Temple, guide the spiritual power in my body to secretly merge with the heavenly image, and improve my cultivation, and it can only be opened once in a year on the night of eight and fifteen, forgive you for not seeing it before. The man said with great disdain.

"Oh," Xiang Qian suddenly realized, "No wonder these bans here have the effect of locking, I think it is for the purpose of helping your temple gather aura." ”

The man apparently stopped talking, but in the end he just snorted and didn't explain anything.

The two of them descended slowly, and they could already see the three big golden characters on the mountain gate - Qingyun Temple.

The two of them landed on the ground outside the mountain gate, and the man waved his hand, and the crane flapped its wings and went away. After entering the view, I walked for a while, and I saw that something was slightly wrong in the direction.

Well, no, no, it's too quiet in this view! Not to mention that there is no ordinary sound of Dharma instruments, even the sound of chanting with homework, or just the sound of chatting and walking around.

looked at the young Taoist who refused to be thousands of miles away, and finally swallowed back the question that came to his mouth in front of the direction. Your uncle, just at you like a dead man, beat you to death, and my brother didn't ask.

When he arrived at a guest room and sat down, the man didn't say a word, took out a pen and paper, and actually took care of himself to write.

"Hey, I said, you, you, you, what's your name?" waited for a while, and the nameless fire in front of the direction was arching upwards again.

"Poor Dao Yuzhen, please don't make a loud noise, Poor Dao is writing a prayer post. The teacher is not in the temple now, so he can only ask the teacher with a prayer post, and whether he is willing to see you or not, you will know as soon as you ask. ”

"I ......" had nothing to say in front of him, so he had to sit down again, stretched out his hand and subconsciously grabbed the table, only to notice that the dare lover didn't even provide tea.

Grandma, Xiang Qian scolded hatefully in his heart.

With just a cup of tea, Yuzhen wrote the so-called worship post, picked it up and blew it, and it was densely covered with handwriting. Xiang Qian was furious in his heart, Ya, stinky Taoist priest, isn't this a blind delay in hard work? A simple sentence, there are people in the Meng family here, would you like to see it? Isn't it over, as for making such a long speech?

It seems that now the red tape and the mountains and seas in our human realm organs have all poisoned here!

Yu Zhen dried the prayer stickers, walked to a row of cabinets, and opened a drawer, in which hundreds of sandalwood sticks of different sizes were neatly stacked.

Yu Zhen stretched out his hand and was about to take out a slightly shorter sandalwood, when suddenly his heart moved, hum, this kid is so rude, and let him wait a little longer, and immediately flipped his wrist, and he has already taken out the largest and longest one.

Yu Zhen took out the sandalwood, gently rolled the prayer note full of handwriting outside the sandalwood, walked to the incense burner and lit the sandalwood and inserted it, and then said: "Meng Gongzi, please sit down for a while, just wait for the sandalwood and the prayer post to burn out together, the teacher will naturally know that someone is coming, and he can't see you, and just listen to the teacher's instructions." ”

After that, nodding, Yuzhen turned around and was about to leave the house. The direction was anxious, and shouted: "Wait, I said that Chang Yuzhen, you let me sit here and wait, no problem, but, how about giving tea to drink!"

Yu Zhen just put the direction forward, and now he is feeling refreshed, he heard this guy make a request again, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Exactly, Poor Dao will go and cook it." (To be continued.) )