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Ji Qinglin listened quietly, but he still couldn't fully believe the so-called "longevity" in his heart.

If you have to do that, it is actually not impossible, as long as the previous master keeps a complete record of everything he does every day, and when he is "retreating", find a child to record that Jiazi's Write down all the things, and then take over the post of master.

Although this is extremely difficult and difficult to complete, it is not impossible.

However, looking at Yin Luo's appearance, I'm afraid he has been completely convinced by the legend of "hands-on", and now it is meaningless to criticize him. Besides, he is only speculating and has no evidence.

So he nodded casually, and just about to turn the topic back, Yinluo stretched out his hand and made a "stop" gesture, and asked more and more mysteriously: "Do you know how this master entered the Tongtian Temple in the first place?" ? Why did the royal family treat him like a god?"

Ji Qinglin was taken aback: "Isn't it because he is immortal?"

Just now I heard Yinluo say so many legends about enshrining "immortality", so I naturally thought that it was because of this that he was believed in by the royal family, but seeing Yinluo's expression, it seems that there is another mystery?

Yin Luo shook his head, and raised his eyebrows a little proudly: "Of course not, the matter of immortality will take decades at least, or hundreds of years to verify. How can anyone rely on the phrase "longevity?" Immortal’ treats another person as a god? If I tell you now that I am also immortal, and I will be rejuvenated in a few decades, would you believe it?”

Ji Qinglin was taken aback again.

That's right, he really didn't think of this point, if the master wants to prove that he is immortal, it will take at least a few decades, and the emperor may have passed away by the time he proves it.

Thinking of this, he also became curious: "Why is that?"

Yin Luo's eyes sparkled, and he was very excited: "This is about to mention another legend about this Lord Master, 'June Binghe'. More than 1000 years ago, the common people had not started to worship the god of water mirror. , a young man came outside the gate of the palace, saying that he was a messenger of God, and he had something important to meet with His Majesty. The guards at the gate of the palace would not let him in, but they thought he was a troublemaker, so they planned to send him away... Guess what happened? ""

Seeing her excited look, Ji Qinglin deliberately dismissed it and said, "You were blown away in the end?"

"How is it possible!" Yin Luo curled his lips in disgust, "In the end, the young man stretched out a hand, poured out a handful of wine from the flagon he was carrying, and poured out the handful of wine in front of the guards. The wine turned into solid ice. You know, it was the midsummer where the seats were scorching hot! He just turned the sake into ice!"

Ji Qinglin nodded. Although the Xindao story is wonderful and the expression is very good, but the legend is a legend after all, and it is unknown how exaggerated it is.But he didn't want to spoil Yin Luo's interest, so he asked: "And then?"

"Then those guards were naturally frightened, and hurriedly went to inform the emperor. The emperor let the young man into the palace and asked him to demonstrate the so-called turning wine into ice. The young man smiled slightly, what's the point of just turning wine into ice?" Meaning? Afterwards, he brought a group of people from the palace to the lotus pond in the harem..."

"It was just the first break of the shower that day, and the lotus leaves and lotus flowers in that pool were still wet from the rain. The young man stood by the pool and waved his hand lightly. Everyone looked at the lake that was still blown by the breeze just a moment ago. A thin layer of ice formed on the ground, and the lotus that was swaying in the wind just now was immediately covered by ice, turning into pieces of ice sculptures!"

Ji Qinglin couldn't help sighing, never found that Yinluo could tell stories like this before, even though it was just a legend, she told it vividly, as if she was in the real scene, and couldn't help but praise: "It's amazing."

What he meant was to praise Yinluo for telling a good story, but Yinluo didn't think so. Seeing the young master's expression from "I don't believe a word" just now to the current expression of "a little faith in two points", Yinluo is full of energy , I just feel that it is just around the corner for the young master to bow down under the pomegranate skirt enshrined in the Tongtian Palace.

"Excellent, isn't it?" Yin Luo smiled triumphantly, picked up the tea on the table and poured it into his mouth, and said, "There are even more powerful ones."

"This "June Binghe" made the emperor and even the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty completely surrender, and they all knelt down and worshiped. So the young man told the emperor that the God of Water Mirror is the God of Creation, which can ensure good weather, peace and prosperity of the country, and he As an envoy of God, he will use his immortal body and power to call wind and rain to protect the royal family from eternity."

Good story, Ji Qinglin thought to himself, from this point of view, the Hall of Eternal Life, which is popular in the country today to enshrine the God of Water Mirror, came from this.

God, there is always a legend, you can't make people worship a god who is useless, can you?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth and teased Yin Gong: "The power to call wind and rain? It sounds very powerful. How can you call wind and rain?"

He thought that Yinluo would not be able to answer, so he was ready to make a joke, but unexpectedly Yinluo opened his mouth and said, "This is exactly what I'm going to say next. The birthday is the first day of spring, that is, the day of the beginning of spring. So since the Tongtian Palace was built, every year on the day of the beginning of spring, Master Zhang Feng will try his best at the Tongtian Terrace behind the Tongtian Palace to rejuvenate the dead trees in Beijing."

"A dead tree rejuvenates?" Ji Qinglin narrowed his eyes.

"Yes," Yinluo nodded firmly, and asked again, "My lord, do you know that there is a bell tower in the palace?"

Ji Qinglin nodded, of course he knew that when watching the fireworks every New Year's Eve, he yearned to watch them from the tallest ringing bell tower, for which he secretly envied the emperor.

Yinluo then asked: "Every year at the beginning of spring, have you heard the bell?"

Ji Qinglin then nodded, but she didn't understand what she meant by this question.

Yin Gong smiled and said: "That's the bell that is played when the master is doing the work. Within a hundred rings of the bell, all the dead trees that can be seen in the capital will be rejuvenated."

Ji Qinglin was stunned, he blinked, a little surprised, if he just had the mentality of listening to legends, then what he heard now is not just a legend.

However, he still didn't quite believe that Master Zhang Feng really had the so-called divine power, so he asked without giving up: "What kind of 'dead tree rejuvenation technique' does he have, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Unexpectedly by Ji Qinglin, Yin Luo nodded seriously, then looked forward, as if recalling some beautiful past, and said slowly: "I came to Beijing with my elder brother when I was four years old, and it coincided with the beginning of spring. The grand scene of "rejuvenation of dead wood". Every time the bell rings, the withered vegetation will add a bit of green color, and after a hundred rings, the vegetation will be verdant everywhere, and there will be no trace of withering."

Ji Qinglin couldn't help but gasp, so the fact that the palm possesses divine power is really not just a rumor?