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At the seventh day of the lunar new year, several lay Buddhists returned to the temple one after another to help and prepare for the Shangyuan Dharma Assembly.

Song Yan presided over the Dharma meeting for the first time, and he was inevitably a little nervous. These days, he always frowned slightly, and kept looking at the notes about the Dharma meeting that Master had written before.

After waiting for no one around, Shenjun suddenly appeared and took the book out of his hand, saying, "What are you afraid of? It doesn't matter if you screw it up, I don't care about this ruined temple!"

Having said that, Song Yan still didn't want the temple to be destroyed in his own hands.When he saw Shenjun, he could see that he was nervous, so he adjusted his mentality and decided to follow the steps of the last Zhongyuan Fa Conference, as long as there are no major mistakes.

It happened that Yan Yun came to the temple that day, excitedly told Song Yan that he was able to enter meditation, and asked to enter the temple as an apprentice.

Song Yan didn't agree immediately, but asked him to come over the next few days to take a look at the preparations for the Shangyuan Dharma Conference and the scientific rituals on the day of the Dharma Conference.

Yan Yun ran up the mountain every day.His whereabouts finally aroused the suspicion of the Yan family. After repeated questioning, they found out that his son was going to become a Taoist priest on the mountain.Mr. Yan felt that his son must have been deceived by the Taoist priest on the mountain, so he immediately sent someone to the mountain to invite the Taoist priest to come over.

Song Yan was seriously reciting scriptures to be used in the ceremony when a layman came and told him that someone was looking for him.

He walked to the front yard and saw that the two people who came were both tall and well-trained, and their broad shoulders and knuckles showed a sense of strength.Song Yan could tell at a glance that these two were Lian's sons, even if they were not from the army, they had been trained for many years.

"May I ask you why you are looking for the poor?" Song Yan clasped his fists at them and saluted them.

The people who came also clasped their fists in return, but they hugged the boxing salute of Jianghu people, and one of them said: "Our President Yan invites Daoist Song to come to our house as a guest."

"President Yan?" Song Yan suddenly realized, "May I ask if President Yan has a son named Yan Yun?"

"Yes."

Song Yan now fully understands, no need to guess, it must be Yan Yun's father who suspects that he encouraged his son to go up the mountain to practice Taoism.

"Tomorrow, I will hold a Dharma meeting in my temple, and I am too busy to leave right now," Song Yan said as politely as possible, "Please go back and tell Mr. Yan that after I finish my busy days, I will definitely come to visit in person!"

The two frowned slightly, and one of them said: "It won't take much time for you, please come with us!"

Song Yan was startled, and said in his heart: What's the matter?Do you have to let people go over now?Can Yan Yun's matter be explained clearly in a few words?It will be midnight before you come back after processing, right?

"Pindao really can't leave now, please go back, both of you!" Song Yan saw off the guests directly this time.

The two looked at each other, then walked towards Song Yan directly, and stretched out their hands to hold him.

Song Yan guessed that they didn't dare to go back until they completed the order, so they wanted to come directly, but he couldn't just catch them!Not to mention the busyness in the temple, if he was really captured so easily, then Mr. Yan might look down on him even more, and think that he is just a charlatan.

Song Yan's footwork changed instantly, and he easily dodged the hands stretched out by the two, making them stunned.

"What? You have to use force to invite someone to be a guest?" Song Yan looked at them and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Those two people originally thought that he was just a young and thin boy, who would have thought that he would be so agile and easily escaped from the encirclement of the two of them.

That being the case, there is no need to be afraid of hurting him.The two made a move again, directly using the move of grabbing to deal with the Xiaodao leader in front of them.

Song Yan secretly opened his eyes, knowing the opponent's every move, and based on the opponent's behavior trajectory, he can predict what they want to do.He was like a fish, gliding and dodging between the two, not only not being caught, but also with ease.

The two were a little anxious, and they didn't care about the capture, so they directly punched and kicked.

If it is an ordinary person, the height and weight must be the difference in strength, otherwise there will be no need to classify according to weight in various fighting competitions.Those two men were a lot bigger than Song Yan. Just looking at their appearance, it would be difficult for Song Yan to win even one-on-one.

But Song Yan is no longer an ordinary person.He runs his meridians by breathing, absorbs natural power to strengthen his body, and has been practicing martial arts all year round, strengthening his muscles and bones through hard work. Now he has not only formed two elixirs, making his body and mana stronger, but also has a mountain god. The Shenjin Yuye constantly nourishes it, and the body is so strong that ordinary people can't match it.

He can even fight monsters, let alone two ordinary people who have only practiced boxing and kicking?

Seeing that the two were being violent, Song Yan stopped being polite, and kicked them flying with his feet.

"If you fight directly with the temple leader in the temple, you are really fearless!" Song Yan sneered at them.

At this time, the two also understood that the person in front of them was definitely a master, so they dared to fight recklessly, so they bowed their heads politely and cupped their hands: "I'm sorry! We just want to explain to Mr. Yan that we offended you just now! Since the Taoist priest has something to do Busy, let's go back and tell Mr. Yan that we will invite you down the mountain some other day!" The two left in a hurry after finishing speaking.

Song Yan ignored the matter, and went to recite those awkward scriptures again.In the past, these things were all recited by the master at the Fa conference, but now that the master is not around, these things have fallen on him.He couldn't help but lamented, and said to himself: This scripture is too difficult to memorize, especially the tone, which is different from the current Mandarin, the ups and downs are like singing.

Let's talk about the two who were driven away.The two of them were talking about the movement method that the Taoist priest used just now, while discussing how to tell Mr. Yan when they go back.It's a bit embarrassing to say it was kicked out, but if it's all pushed on Taoist Song, it doesn't look like this Taoist leader is a good stubble, and it may be shaken out in the future, which will make them even more embarrassing.

The two were discussing when they heard the whistling wind behind them.Such a loud noise caused the two of them to turn their heads in shock, and then they saw snowflakes flying in a ball, quickly engulfing them.

Before they even had time to hide, the two of them were directly photographed on the cliff by the roadside by a big cloud of snow.

After the wind and snow dissipated, the two fell from the cliff. Although there were no serious injuries, there was snow all over their heads and collars. After being melted by the body temperature, the cold snow water flowed down the spine, which is called a sour person. Cool!

The two got up, and found that their meticulous hairstyle was messed up, and the down jacket was cut several times, and the soft fluff kept coming out and floating out...

It couldn't be more embarrassing.The two looked at each other, and both felt that the snowstorm just now did not seem to be formed naturally, so they immediately quickened their pace and hurried down the mountain.

There are oddities in the mountains!That Dao Changbao Buqi really knows magic spells!Looking young, maybe he is already very old!

Seeing them fleeing in embarrassment, a crow on the branch by the road shook its wings and flew slowly towards the mountain.

***

Due to the cold weather and slippery roads, there were not many pilgrims who came to the Shangyuan Fahui, which was half less than that of the Hungry Ghost Festival.

But Song Yan was still very nervous. He brought a few lay Buddhists to open the altar to ask for water, and chanted scriptures. Finally, he managed to do the rituals perfectly, and ended the whole Dharma meeting in a solemn and solemn manner.

After the feast was over, when Song Yan turned around, he found Yan Yun and the two people who came the day before among the pilgrims watching. There was a middle-aged man standing beside Yan Yun. Just by looking at his appearance, Song Yan knew that this man belonged to Yan Yun. Father.

Asking lay Buddhists to entertain other pilgrims, Song Yan walked directly towards Yan Yun's father, then bowed his hands and saluted, and said, "Father Yan Yun? Now that you're here, follow me to the backyard to talk!"

Yan Yun walked up to Song Yan with a smile, grabbed his robe sleeve and whispered, "Master, you are so handsome today! This dress is also pretty!"

Can it not look good?The crane cloak specially used by the Lord of the Temple for holding pujas. It is bright in color, exquisite in workmanship, and expensive in cost. Whoever wears it will be styled!

Song Yan smiled and reached out to touch Yan Yun's little head.

Seeing that the two of them were so familiar, Mr. Yan couldn't help frowning again.He nodded to Song Yan and said, "Then it will delay the Dao for a while!"

Song Yan led a few people to the backyard. Mr. Yan asked two bodyguards to guard the door, intending to bring his son into the house, but was stopped by the bodyguards.The bodyguard kept shaking his head and winking at him, but Mr. Yan gave them a look, meaning: If he is really as powerful as you say, what can you change by your presence?

The two bodyguards immediately bowed their heads and stood obediently at the door.

After Yan Yun and his son followed Song Yan into the house, Song Yan invited them to sit on the edge of the kang, and turned around to boil water to make tea.

Mr. Yan frowned even more as he looked at the furnishings in the room.He didn't understand why his son had to come here to practice in such a dilapidated place.

Song Yan put the brewed tea on the kang table, sat on the other side of the table, looked at Mr. Yan as an equal, and said, "Mr. Yan came this time because Yan Yun wants to worship me as his teacher. Bar?"

"That's right," Mr. Yan saw that he was a successful person, and his demeanor and demeanor carried the arrogance and majesty of a superior, "My son is only 12 years old this year. He is young and ignorant. He doesn't know what spiritual practice is. I hope the Taoist priest will not." really!"

On the surface, he told Song Yan not to take it seriously, but in private, he accused Song Yan of insisting on accepting Yan Yun as his apprentice.

Song Yan reckoned that the tea leaves had been soaked in hot water, so he poured a cup of tea for each of them, and said without raising his eyelids: "The tradition in our temple is that it is not easy to accept disciples. If the person is still young, then he needs the consent of the guardian. When I went up the mountain, it was with the consent of my parents," he said, taking a sip of tea, looking at Mr. Yan, "If you don't agree, I won't let Yan Yun go up the mountain."

Mr. Yan didn't expect Song Yan to have such a blunt statement. Looking at his face, he didn't seem to be lying. Moreover, although the other party was young, his every move was calm, and he didn't panic even when facing him. This made Mr. Yan unavoidable. There is a feeling of punching a cotton ball.

"Dad, I must worship him as my teacher! If you don't agree now, then I will make my own decisions later!"

"I think you are stunned!" Mr. Yan blurted out angrily.

The father and son quarreled on the spot because of this matter.

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