Urban Witcher

Master Daoyuan picked up two peanuts with his fingers, put them in his mouth, and said flatly, "Xiao Jiang, you shouldn't have come."

"I have been a monk for so many years, and I have long forgotten my lay family's surname, but you old man remembers it."

Qing Yunzi stroked his beard and said, "When I became a monk, you seemed to be so old. Now that I am old, you are still so old."

"Don't talk nonsense, my beard was still black back then."

"How is it possible, even if it is black, it is still dyed."

Master Daoyuan glared at him: "I've never dyed it before, and besides, there was no hair dye back then."

"There is no hair dye, the medicine you made yourself, Chinese Gallnut, Polygonum multiflorum, what else?"

"No, no, my body, hair and skin are just skins. I don't care what they do. I never dye my hair."

"Hehe, what kind of master are you pretending to be now? We were consecrated together that year, who dragged me to the massage—"

Master Daoyuan covered his mouth, "It's been decades, and your fucking memory is so good!"

The two walked and talked, sometimes angry, sometimes confused, and had a dispute.

Since the stairs were going up all the way up, the behavior of the two people was seen by the people behind, and they all asked what the two Taoist masters were discussing. Later, they didn't know who said something, and the two were discussing the Tao.

Everyone thought it was true, and felt that these two people were worthy of being Daoist masters, and they were talking about Daoism even as they were on their way.

Everyone went up to the top of the mountain one after another, and came to the main hall of Xuankong Temple. There were four disciples standing on the left and right sides of the hall.

Generally, the Taoist boys standing here guarding the temple, but unexpectedly, these four people are very old, at least sixty or seventy years old, with solemn and meticulous expressions.

Inside the main hall, there was the sound of knocking chimes, one by one, echoing on the top of the mountain, very ethereal.

After waiting for a while, the sound of the chime stopped, and an old Taoist priest with white beard and hair came out from inside. His eyebrows were very long, together with his beard, covering most of his face, and he could hardly see his facial features clearly.

"Wu Nian." Qing Yunzi whispered to Ye Shaoyang and Rui Lengyu.

Ye Shaoyang looked Wu Nian Celestial Master up and down, feeling that it was almost as he imagined, with a sense of immortality, and muttered to himself: "This must be hundreds of years old, right?"

Heavenly Master Wu Nian arched his hands, made a four-way bow to everyone, and said loudly: "Thank you, everyone. Tomorrow is the main meeting of the Longhua Association. Today, I have something to discuss with Senior Brother Wuji. Please move to the Wanyao Pagoda."

After speaking, he walked around the main hall and walked towards the back.

Everyone whispered, not knowing what the two celestial masters were up to.

Go around from the main hall, climb up the stairs, pass through a courtyard wall, and come to the highest peak on the top of the mountain.

The Wanyao Pagoda stands on this peak.

In front of the tower, there are more than ten floors of octagonal white marble corridors. On the side near the steps, there is a spring. The clear spring flows down and gathers in front of the palace wall to form a clear pool. Water mist, spray out.

Ye Shaoyang observed it from the perspective of feng shui, and admired it secretly. This feng shui bureau is extremely exquisite. Using spring water as the body, it transforms the source of goblins into aura, and sprays it on the entire mountain through water mist, fully activating the entire nine-fold pattern.

Standing in front of the Wanyao Pagoda, Ye Shaoyang looked down, and he could clearly see the Fengshui pattern on the entire road up the mountain.

Because it is too high, the Wanyao Tower looks very slender from a distance, but in fact the bottom floors occupy a very wide area. Ye Shaoyang visually inspected it, at least two to three hundred square meters, with a total of four arches, three of which are It's closed, only the door to the south is open, and I don't know if it's always open, or it's just because they came today.

Master Wu Nian walked to the door of the pagoda, turned around and stopped, Su Mo, Zhang Yun, and the little girl walked over immediately.

"Today's discussion is very confidential, so only the heads and elders will enter, and the rest please wait outside."

After Wu Nian Tianshi finished speaking, he stood aside and waited.

People from all the sects did not dare to violate it, only the sect master and the Supreme Elder set out to enter the pagoda, only about one-third of them.

"What should I do?" Ye Shaoyang looked at Qing Yunzi and said.

"Ye Shaoyang is here. As the number one disciple of the Taoist sect, he is also qualified to enter the pagoda." Wu Nian Tianshi said dryly, looking ahead.

There is such a good thing!

Ye Shaoyang shrugged his shoulders, asked Rui Lengyu to wait outside, and walked over with Qing Yunzi himself.

When passing by Su Mo, Ye Shaoyang stuck out his tongue at her. Su Mo glared.

After everyone entered the tower, the door was closed from behind.

The tower has eight sides in total, and there is a pair of candlesticks on each wall, each of which is lit with a huge joss stick, illuminating the entire enclosed space.

Above the candlesticks are shrines, eight shrines, enshrining the portraits of eight celestial masters from ancient times to the present, Ye Shaoyang looked at them one by one, they are:

Jiang Ziya, the celestial master of the Zhou Dynasty, Xu Fu, the heavenly lord of Laoshan in the Qin Dynasty, Zhang Daoling, the Taoist god of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and three people from the Tang Dynasty: Ye Fashan, the master of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chunfeng, the ancestor of Tuibei, Lu Dibin, the real immortal of Shang D, and the ancestor of Huashan. Chen Tuan.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a small "room", which is also octagonal, parallel to the outer wall, and there are also eight doors, each door is painted with a eight trigrams.

A tall and burly Taoist priest stood inside the "hut", holding a whisk in his hand, bowed to everyone, and said, "You can offer incense as you like."

After he finished speaking, a group of Taoist priests walked to the shrine one by one, picked up incense from the incense table, and offered incense one by one. It was inconvenient for several monks and nuns to offer incense, so they also bowed to each other, put their hands together, and said "Immeasurable Life Buddha" ".

After Ye Shaoyang and everyone finished offering incense, he came to Ye Fashan's statue by himself, and bowed three times and bowed nine times respectfully.

The memorial tablet of my ancestor is here, if you don't see it, it's fine, if you see it, you have to bow down.

"You are the descendant of Master Ye Fashan, Ye Shaoyang?" The middle-aged Taoist stared at him with blazing eyes.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, and returned to Qing Yunzi, feeling a little surprised why he recognized him.

"Wuji Celestial Master." Qing Yunzi said softly.

Ye Shaoyang was startled, and said, "Where is it?" He turned his head to look around, and even looked up.

Qing Yunzi pouted at the middle-aged Taoist who spoke just now.

"He?!" Ye Shaoyang was stunned immediately, "Master, you are kidding me!"

Before Qing Yunzi could speak, the middle-aged Taoist priest walked up to Daoyuan Daoist, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Daoyuan, you are old."

"I'm not like you, I like to pretend to be tender. Wuji, you are so mysterious, why did you ask us to come here?"

The word "Wuji" made Ye Shaoyang tremble all over. It's really... the Promise Heavenly Master.

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