My immortal cultivation game has come true

"I will go to this casual cultivator trade conference with you two fellow Taoists!" Xuan Qing smiled slightly and bowed his hands.

Hearing this.

Black Bear Spirit and White Snake Young Master looked at each other.

Sure enough, although this Taoist Xuan Qing has a deep background, he should not have many cultivation materials on him, otherwise he would not look down on the casual cultivator trade conference.

White Snake Young Master's heart moved, as if he thought of something, "By the way, fellow Taoist Xuan Qing, have you used up those pills from the past few days?"

"If you have used them up, I still have some Guben Peiyuan Pills left, fellow Taoists can use them first!"

After saying that, White Snake Young Master took out a few small porcelain bottles from his arms, which contained Guben Peiyuan Pills that were a step higher than Yixue Pills.

Seeing this.

Xuan Qing smiled slightly, "It's a coincidence that I got a 600-year-old thunder-struck peach wood a few days ago, and I exchanged these pills with fellow Taoist White Snake!"

600-year-old thunder-struck peach wood?

The two demons were shocked when they heard this.

It had only been a short time, and this Taoist Xuanqing actually took out another lightning-struck peach wood, which undoubtedly made them more convinced of Xuanqing's identity as the reincarnation of the great master.

"Okay, okay, then I will accept this 600-year-old lightning-struck peach wood."

Although the White Snake Prince had already exchanged a 700-year-old lightning-struck peach wood, lightning-struck wood is very useful. Even if it is not needed, it can be exchanged for supplies with others.

After chatting for a while, Xuanqing said goodbye.

The two demons immediately stood up to see him off.

"My two Taoist friends, see you in three months!"

"Haha, take care, take care~"

Return to his own cave.

Xuanqing's life returned to peace.

Practice in the morning, read scriptures at noon, and instruct Pang Ya's practice in the afternoon.

Every few weeks, he had to quit the game and return to reality to deal with the eating, drinking, defecating and urinating of his original body. His life was quite fulfilling.

Just like that.

Two months passed in a flash.

This day.

Xuan Qing was meditating and practicing the art of breathing and nourishing qi as usual.

Suddenly.

A familiar mechanical prompt sounded in his mind.

[Warm reminder: There is a fluctuation in reality, do you want to exit the game? ]

"Hmm?"

Xuan Qing was slightly startled.

Could it be that someone else came to the Taoist temple in the real world?

"Exit the game!"

Real world.

At the foot of Qingping Mountain.

A middle-aged man with a beard was walking up the mountain with five or six young men in mountaineering clothes, talking and laughing.

They were members of the local mountaineering club. After watching the video posted by Yang Ying, they had a strong desire to come and burn incense.

Of course.

More importantly, they were particularly interested in the "mysterious Taoist" of Qingping Temple.

Although the audio and video only contained the sound of the "mysterious Taoist" and a background, it gave people a feeling of immortality.

"Do you think we can meet the Taoist priest?"

"Who cares? This Taoist temple is not like a Buddhist temple. It's all about fate. If we can't meet the mysterious Taoist priest, we'll just treat it as a trip~"

"Yeah, I only know after watching the video that temples can't be connected. The temple belongs to the monks, and the temple belongs to the temple."

Several members of the mountaineering team chatted casually.

After a while.

Everyone came to the entrance of the Taoist temple.

Looking at the closed door of the Taoist temple, everyone looked at each other. Wouldn't it be so unlucky that the Taoist temple was not open?

Just when they were worried.

Creaky~

The door of the Taoist temple opened.

What came into view was a young Taoist priest with a hairband, a navy blue robe, and a gentle and elegant face.

What's more, this young Taoist priest exuded an inexplicable Taoist charm all over his body, which made people feel relaxed and happy at a glance, and inexplicably calmed down.

They had never seen anyone with such a magical temperament.

Even though the members of the mountaineering team had traveled all over the country and climbed mountains and raced horses countless times, they could not help but be stunned.

"Wulian Shoufu, lay Buddhists, are you here to burn incense at the Taoist temple?" Xuan Qing asked with a kind smile and a slight bow.

After hearing the voice similar to the one in the video.

Everyone woke up as if from a dream.

"Uh, yes, we are here to burn incense!"

The bearded leader of the mountaineering team quickly bent down and said with a smile.

I don't know why.

In front of this young and unbelievable Taoist priest, the bearded leader inexplicably felt ashamed in his heart, which was really strange.

"Please come in!"

Xuan Qing smiled and nodded, making a gesture of invitation.

It has only been a few days since Yang Ying went up the mountain last time, and there are actually lay Buddhists who come to the Taoist temple to burn incense. It seems that the video effect is really good.

As the saying goes, people fight for a breath and Buddha receives a stick of incense. It's just right to see whether faith and merit can be born in this real world.

That's it.

Xuanqing walked slowly in front.

The members of the mountaineering team followed him carefully.

Like the bearded captain, they always felt ashamed in front of Xuanqing, so they showed such an attitude.

In fact.

It is not surprising that this situation occurred.

As the saying goes, the power of God is like a prison, and the grace of God is like the sea. Xuanqing, who has cultivated magic power, is fundamentally different from ordinary people in a sense.

Enter the main hall.

Xuan Qing pointed to the table in the corner, "The incense on the table is two yuan a bunch. Three sticks for the gods, nine sticks for the Three Pure Ones. Don't make a mistake!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

In this era, such a bunch of incense is only sold for two yuan. Even if you go to a canteen, it's more than this price.

The bearded captain couldn't help but think of the time when he went to the Zhenzhen Monastery before, when he spent two hundred yuan to buy a stick of incense.

"Our Taoism is still honest!" The bearded captain said with emotion.

Then.

The members of the mountaineering team bought a few sticks of incense, each took out nine sticks from them, and finally knelt on the cushion in front of the Three Pure Ones.

"Three Pure Ones, bless me... uh... bless me to make a fortune"

"Three Pure Ones."

Just as the members of the mountaineering team were burning incense and praying.

Xuan Qing's eyes were fixed on the statues of the Three Pure Ones.

A few breaths passed.

After most of the young men in the mountaineering team had finished offering incense, there was still no abnormality on the statue of the Three Pure Ones.

Just when Xuanqing thought that it was impossible for the belief in incense to be born in modern society.

The leader of the mountaineering team, a middle-aged man with a beard, offered incense.

The middle-aged man with a beard held the incense in both hands and knelt down respectfully in front of the Three Pure Ones.

One bow~

Two bows~

Until the ninth bow.

A wisp of light white smoke was released from the top of the middle-aged man's head and mixed with the smoke from the burning incense in his hand.

Seeing this scene.

Xuanqing was refreshed.

With his magical powers, he could clearly sense that this wisp of light white smoke contained a strange power.

This should be the belief in incense.