My immortal cultivation game has come true

Today's Qingping Temple is no longer the forgotten little Taoist temple. It is very famous in the entire town, the county, and even the provincial capital.

What's more, there are many netizens who come from other provinces to join in the fun

in a small town.

All the hotels were full and still could not satisfy the pilgrims who came to visit and watch the ceremony.

Such a grand event.

Reporters from the county TV station and even the provincial news channel also rushed over, wanting to see why Qingpingguan was so popular.

Qingpingguan is located on the mountainside.

In a newly built small square.

People were coming and going, rubbing shoulders, and at a glance there were probably at least a thousand people, including netizens watching the excitement, local villagers, journalists who came with a mission, and local community workers responsible for maintaining order, etc.

There is a cordon on the stone steps leading to the Taoist temple from the square, and there are dedicated staff to maintain order to avoid causing unrest.

There are two hours left until the ceremony starts.

A group of young Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, walking on their feet, and wearing Yin-Yang hats on their heads attracted everyone's attention.

These young Taoists are exactly the same people who were assigned together after graduation.

"Camera, please give us a close-up. Our Taoist Master Xuanqing is really proud of himself. So many Taoist priests came to support us."

Reporters focused their cameras one after another.

Not to be outdone, netizens who enjoy watching the excitement are also using their mobile phones to shoot short videos in this era of self-media.

"There is a handsome little brother. I wonder what sect they belong to. Can they be friends?"

"Yeah, they walked in."

Under people's gaze.

These young Taoists crossed the cordon and stepped into the Taoist temple. However, the staff waiting outside the line did not stop them at all.

Just when everyone was confused.

The host on the high platform shouted into the microphone.

"Taoist Xuanming, Taoist Xuanjing, and Taoist Xuanhui. I present you with ten sets of pens and ink, and six wild ginseng plants. Congratulations to the master of Xuanqing Temple for being honored as Qingping Temple!"

The sound followed the speakers and echoed throughout the square.

See this.

Those people who were eating melons in the square suddenly realized that no wonder those Taoists went in directly after going up the mountain. It turned out that they were going to send gifts.

Inside the Taoist temple.

Xuanqing received these fellow Taoists at the door, "Fellow Taoists, I appreciate your kindness and come to watch the ceremony. Please come in!"

"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome."

"Infinite longevity, fellow Taoist, the scenery in this place is really beautiful."

"Blessed are the gods who are blessed with immeasurable blessings, and the envy of poor Taoists is too great."

All the Taoists saluted and then looked around the Qingping Temple.

After being renovated by a professional construction company, Qingpingguan has long since lost its original dilapidation. On the basis of retaining its historical heritage, various facilities have been upgraded.

The entrance to the main hall.

The little boy Huai Qingyun had already held the incense and was waiting at the door. When he saw a group of Taoist priests approaching, he quickly stood up straight.

"Immortal longevity, I have met all of you seniors, please take the incense!" Huai Qingyun handed over the incense in his hand.

The little Taoist boy, who is five or six years old, has a chubby face and skin full of collagen. His appearance alone makes people like him, not to mention that he is so sensible and obedient.

No.

After a Taoist priest took the incense, he couldn't help but take advantage of it. He pinched the face of the cute little boy in front of him and rubbed it twice.

"Hey, hey, the little boy is so handsome. How old is he this year?"

Huai Qingyun was slightly startled, feeling that his face was being attacked, and then he reacted and quickly dodged to the side.

"Hmph, don't pinch my face."

original.

When I saw these Taoists wearing the same clothes as the master, they must have similar indifferent personalities to the master, but I didn't expect that they all like to touch them like those hateful women.

The Taoist priests took incense from Huai Qingyun, came to the Sanqing Taoist Patriarch, and respectfully performed three kneels and nine obeisances.

It's over.

Under Xuanqing's guidance, the Taoist priests came to a dining room.

In this country, whether you are ordinary people or monks, eating is an indispensable part of the etiquette in dealing with guests.

"Fellow Taoists, Pindao has prepared spiritual porridge for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the kitchen door curtain was opened.

All the Taoists looked at it.

I saw a slender woman walking out with a tray in her hand.

On top of the tray, there were many small bowls placed, and each bowl contained porridge made from spiritual rice.

The moment the porridge was served, a rich and extremely fragrant aroma filled the entire dining room.

"It smells so good. What kind of rice is this?"

"No wonder it's called Lingmi. I can't help but smell it."

"I heard that there is a kind of rice that is watered with snow water from the Himalayas. It is expensive and has a strong aroma. Could it be this kind of rice?"

A bowl was presented to each person.

A group of Taoists had never seen such a good thing before, and they all talked in low voices, their throats couldn't help but the anticipation in their eyes could no longer be suppressed.

See this.

With a smile on his face, Xuan Qing said to everyone: "Fellow Taoists, please!"

"Yes, please!"

"Then you're welcome, poor Taoist."

Ling porridge lower abdomen.

A warm feeling rose from the lower abdomen and reverberated throughout the body. In just a moment, sweat appeared on everyone's forehead.

tasty.

The deliciousness cannot be described in words, and the Taoists wanted to swallow their tongues.

Worth it~

These young temple masters had this thought in their minds.

The wild ginseng they sent was dug by themselves, and the congratulatory words and paintings were also written by themselves. It was just a little bit of money to eat such delicious food, which was really worth it.

Outside the Taoist temple.

In the small square.

There was still half an hour before the temple ceremony officially began.

Another figure came up from the bottom of the mountain, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw an old man wearing a purple-edged Taoist robe, with a ruddy face and white hair and beard, just like the old immortal Taibai Jinxing in Journey to the West.

Everyone was shocked by the image of this old immortal. They didn't expect these Taoists to be so good-looking when they were old.

Of course.

There were also insiders who saw the old Taoist priest and the purple edging on his cuffs, and they were a little surprised. They didn't expect that the top figures of Taoism came to congratulate Qingping Temple.

Behind the old man, there was a girl and a bald middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair. There was nothing to say about this greasy middle-aged man.

Looking at the girl, I saw that her skin was white, her eyes were smart and playful, and she was wearing a fitting Taoist robe. Her quirky appearance was lovable.

However.

Some people looked at the old man, some looked at the girl, and some looked at the greasy bald man with Mediterranean hair.

"Hey, isn't that the boss of our county's investment promotion department? Why is he following this old Taoist priest?"

A reporter who had worked on financial topics keenly discovered the man's identity.

Thanks to the book friend with the last number [5926] for the 10,000 starting coins reward! ! Thanks to the many book friends who gave 100 points coins these days for their support. Lao Bai was very excited! Thank you!