Eat the incense of the world, I am actually the underworld

Chapter 75 People speak lightly [Your subscription is related to the future of this book]

The ancestor worship ceremony of Yunji Temple is coming soon, and Fuluan Temple is also busy up and down.

Especially Fuluan old Taoist was almost worried about this.

But the Fuluan Temple is too small to find any left-behind personnel.

First of all, he must be going.

Daoist Xuanyun, as his key disciple, should be brought along to broaden his horizons and make connections with various Taoist temples.

Needless to say, Guitong Wangsheng must be taken away, and he is not at ease staying.

It's just that after this walk, there are only newly recruited Taoist handymen left in the Taoist temple, and the old Taoist Fuluan is really worried.

Could it be that this closed the door?
However, even if the Taoist door is closed, these people cannot be sent home, right?

Fuluan old Taoist thought about it, slapped his thigh, and simply visited several old Confucian scholars in Qingshui County, inviting them to stay for a few days.

Let the Taoist servants serve on the left and right.

He also hired several scholars to study and copy scriptures.

Now the matter of staying behind was resolved satisfactorily.

After settling down and taking care of trivial matters, Fu Luan immediately hired a carriage and headed for Xishan City.

This time, Fuluan Temple will not only use Yunji Temple to announce its comeback, but also to return to Taoism.

He even carries the will of the patriarch-to search for the method of nightmare.

Especially the latter, in Fu Luan's opinion, is more important.

For this reason, the patriarch has already issued instructions, if you encounter the technique of nightmare, you can exchange it with the technique of descending ghosts from ghosts and immortals, or even the technique of fragmentation!
Fuluan old Taoist not only didn't feel surprised by this, but thought it was very normal.

In fact, the exchange between Patriarch, Qingwei Palace and Yunji Temple has already given Fuluan Temple a taste of sweetness.

Now Fuluan Temple has the method of rushing to the second scene, and finally has a bit of orthodox style.

So much so that Fuluan Taoist is looking forward to this festival!
Under such expectations, the boring journey is not worth mentioning.

Compared with Fuluan's complicated thoughts, for Xuanyun and Wangsheng who are traveling far for the first time, the journey itself is worth looking forward to.

Along the way, one person and one kid were lying on the window of the car, looking at everything new and interesting, chattering and asking non-stop.

Before he knew it, Xishan City was already in sight.

However, the carriage did not enter the city, it turned into another official road from a distance, and drove straight to Yunji Temple.

——It costs money to stay in an inn in the city, so it is better to stay in the guest room arranged by Yunjiguan, which happens to be convenient for exchanging experiences with fellow Taoists.

The carriage went to Yunji Temple, and under the Yunji Pailou, there had long been intellectuals in Tsing Yi, welcoming guests from all over the world.

Old Taoist Fuluan got out of the carriage early, led Taoist Xuanyun, and arrived on foot.

When he got close, Taoist Xuanyun solemnly took out the invitation card from Yunji Temple and presented it with both hands.

"It turns out that it's Fuluan Taoist friend, and the honored guest comes to the door, and the fluffy plants are shining!"

Zhike greets guests with humility and humility, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Never mind!"

The old Fuluan smiled and cupped his hands, and under the guidance of the Taoist boy of Yunji Temple, he entered the Yunji Temple.

Along the way, Taoist Xuanyun opened his eyes.

Although I sincerely follow Master's teachings, I dare not look around or ask questions;
But what he saw still opened his eyes.

For the first time, I realized what a famous school is!

I saw that the Yunji Temple was built against the mountains, surrounded by mountains and forests, green and green tiles, and green mountains covering the red walls.

Hundred-year-old trees, walls with thick moss, ten-year-old murals, copper-cast incense burners... are almost everywhere. After a few steps, Xuanyun Daotong lost his way.

After finally walking to an open place, and looking at the west slanting sun, I can’t tell if it’s the setting sun?Or Chaoyang?
It was not until entering the guest room, after the guiding boy had left, that Taoist Xuanyun said excitedly, "Master, this place is so big!"

The old Fuluan put down his bow and said with a smile, "Do you like it?"

"Ok!"

"What about Fuluan Temple?"

"The master came to teach me again, a son does not think his mother ugly, a dog does not think his family is poor, Fuluan Temple is just a thatched hut, and it is also Xuanyun's Taoist temple!"

"Okay, okay!" Old Taoist Fu Luan laughed.

"One day, I will develop the Taoist temple as brilliantly as Yunji."

"Great ambitions! But, Xuanyun, you have to remember well, we Taoist people seek the way and hope for longevity. These tiles are nothing but foreign objects, so don't be fooled by them. As the saying goes: Mountains are not high, there are Immortals are named. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons..."

Seeing that the master was about to put on an air of earnest teaching again, Xuan Yun nodded repeatedly and said:
"I know! I know! Master, stop chanting sutras!"

Seeing this, the old Fuluan shook his head with a smile, tapped Xuanyun's head lightly with his fingers, and stopped teaching.

"Okay, clean up and have a good rest. Tomorrow, I will have a good relationship with my teacher!"

"Understood! Master...can you make Wang Sheng come out?"

"Just don't leave the guest house!"

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In the early morning of the next day, when the red sun first appeared, the old Taoist Fuluan led Taoist Xuanyun to start the visit.

At the beginning, Xuanyun Daotong was still full of interest. Hearing the exchange of experience of killing demons and demons from various sects and sects was an eye-opener and he was so happy.

But gradually, he became a little unhappy.

There is no other reason, Fuluan Guan always takes the last seat of respect wherever he goes.

There is no intention of humiliating each view and faction, but the inadvertent neglect makes people feel a little disheartened.

As a junior, he doesn't need to talk about it.

Saved a lot of energy.

But it is also because of the junior, standing behind the master, he can always see the scenery that others cannot see.

In the private room of the living room, beside the stone table in the gazebo, and in the three or five false stone piles, the master always sits in the most edge corner, looks at it with a smile on his face, drinks the cool breeze, soaks up the sun, and talks about the Tao.

In fact, not a few words can be said at the end of a session.

In the dojo, there are always those famous sects, talking freely there!

Even if the quarrel was red-faced and spread to the outside, it was still a sincere compliment.

On the other hand, the master basically couldn't get in the conversation, and occasionally picked up someone to discuss the Tao, said a word, and rarely responded, and the topic was quickly turned away again.

Embarrassed, sad, frustrated!

If Taoist Xuanyun could understand the content of the discussion, it would relieve some embarrassment.

Most of the time he couldn't understand.

As a result, many discussion occasions have become a torture for him.

This made him even more depressed, and he became a little taciturn.

There is little progress in the matter that the patriarch explained.

After several rounds of inquiry, only a few big sects recorded the method of entering dreams.

The old Fuluan had the audacity to come to the door, and as soon as he asked for an exchange, he was turned away.

What's more, he said bluntly - the ancestors of Fuluan Temple dared to sell Taoism casually. They dare not give away the Taoist temples that have been passed down for thousands of years without the permission of the ancestors!

The irony in it is beyond words.

Obviously, the story of Fuluan Guan's patriarch exchanging Taoism wantonly has been spread in secret. If everyone doesn't talk about it, they can only say that they don't bother to imitate that market woman's gossip.

But if you go to the door to change the method, you will be humiliating yourself!
"Master, let's...forget it!"

It was another early morning, looking at the old Taoist Fuluan who was arranging his clothes and preparing to go out, Taoist Xuanyun suddenly lost his head and tail.

Old Taoist Fu Luan froze.

Frowning and about to reprimand him, seeing his disciple's gloomy little face, his heart softened and his nose became even more sore.

Maybe he shouldn't let Xuanyun be exposed to the cruelty of reality too early.

But, but his lifespan is really numbered.

Even if there is the Ben Er Jing method bestowed by the patriarch, it is only for the cultivation of the soul.

"Is it almost time for the celebration?"

"Tomorrow will be."

"So fast? Forget it, on the last day, rest well!"

Old Taoist Fu Luan nodded and agreed to his disciple's request.

After the celebration, Yunji Temple will hold an open-air ceremony, and it may be his last chance at that time.

The patriarch came to show his holiness, and finally made his unknown old age a little more magnificence, he must not let the patriarch down.

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