When he came to the backyard, Chen Yang was stimulated again.

The yard is so big!

It's bigger than your own Taoist temple, this is still a courtyard, this is a football field!

Lingshan City is worth every inch of land, is Qingfeng View so extravagant?

Such a large piece of land, if it is all covered with spiritual soil, how much will it cost!

Thinking about it, Chen Yang's eyes turned red, and he couldn't wait to move this piece of land directly to his own Taoist temple.

"Friends of the Prophet. ”

"Michiyo of Chie. ”

"Didn't Jingzhou Daoyou come?"

"Jingzhou Daoyou was sick in bed and sent his disciples down the mountain. ”

Chen Yang looked over, and Liu Han chatted with a middle-aged Taoist priest first.

"Who is that?" Abbot Wen Qianjiang from Tianhou Temple looked at Chen Yang with doubts.

Liu Hanxian said: "The abbot of Lingshan Taoist Temple, Chen Xuanyang. ”

"Why is he here too?" Wen Qianjiang said, "President Zhang informed him?"

Liu Hanxian said: "He is also a member of the Lingshan Taoist Association, and it is normal for him to come." It's just a matter of making up the number of people, and it doesn't affect the exchange meeting. ”

Wen Qianjiang nodded: "Let's go in first." ”

Tianhou Temple and Tianfei Palace, both of which were destroyed during the war and later rebuilt.

The two Taoist temples are not well-known in Lingshan City.

Except for Qingfeng Guan, there is no one who can fight.

Oh, and now there is another Lingshan Taoist temple.

That's actually a good thing.

Pull a random person on the street and ask him what Taoist temple there is in Lingshan, and it would be very good to have one of the dozens of people say the name of Qingfeng Temple.

But if you ask what temples there are in Lingshan, people can count them on their fingers and tell you, "Jiming Temple, Qixia Temple, Linggu Temple......"

Never despair?

During this time, the popularity of the Lingshan Taoist Temple is almost comparable to the Qingfeng Temple.

However, some people just don't agree with this kind of propaganda.

This type of person is commonly known as "old stubborn".

"Are you Chen Xuanyang?"

A young man followed Yuanhe, and his tone was exactly the same as Yuanhe before.

Chen Yang nodded, didn't even bother to speak, and walked inside.

"Poor Dao Zhu Shuisheng, the eighth generation disciple of Tianhou Palace, the teacher of Wen Qianjiang, the Taoist number Baisheng. ”

"Xuanyang Daoist seems to look down on me, and he doesn't even want to say the Dao number?"

Baisheng blocked his way, slightly dissatisfied.

Chen Yang stared at him: "What did you call me just now?"

Baisheng frowned.

Chen Yang swept over the two of them and snorted: "I really don't understand the rules at all, the poor Dao is an abbot, your master is called a Taoist friend, and you also call me a Taoist friend?"

As long as it is not the same lineage, Chen Yang does not attach much importance to seniority.

But even if you don't know the seniority, the difference in position must be observed.

He is the abbot, and these two people are just Taoist priests, and when they see themselves, they should be called "Taoist Chief", "Immortal Chief" or "Taoist Master".

No matter how bad it is, it can be used as a suffix by the abbot.

There are some rules that you can or may not follow.

It all depends on whether the other party cares or not.

The two of them looked unhappy, and they were already scolding their mothers in their hearts.

But he still said: "It's the poor Tao who messes up the etiquette, don't blame the Taoist chief." ”

Chen Yang waved his hand and said, "Do you have to let me call your master over to dodge?"

"Ahem. ”

Yuanhe coughed lightly and pulled Baisheng over.

When Chen Yang walked in, Baisheng grinded his teeth vigorously: "What kind of temper does this little Taoist priest have! I see that he is not as old as me, and he is still playing music with me." ”

Entering the hall where the Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple usually recites scriptures and cultivates, there are at least dozens of people inside.

The uniform was now sitting neatly on the futon, talking to each other in low voices.

Chen Yang chose a place to sit down in the corner, and not long after he sat down, a young Taoist priest walked over.

"Poor Dao Lin Chu, Dao No. Fa Chu, from the Purple Mountain Taoist Temple, I have seen Xuanyang Dao Chang. ”

Fa Chu pinched the meridian in his hand and said politely.

Chen Yang also got up and returned the salute: "Daoist friends are polite." ”

The two sat down, and Fa Chu smiled: "I thought that Daoist Xuanyang would not come." ”

Chen Yang said: "They are all from the Daomen, how can this kind of exchange not come." ”

Fa Chu said: "I heard that the Taoist chief has managed the flood of Lingshan Lake, and I guess the Taoist is very high. ”

Chen Yang stared at him for two seconds, making sure he didn't mean to say such things to make fun of himself.

"I know a little bit about it. He said modestly.

Fa Chu said: "Dao Leader shouldn't have come today. ”

"Why?"

Fa Chu moved vaguely and pointed forward.

Chen Yang looked and found that the Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple looked at him from time to time.

When they saw themselves looking at them, they did not shy away from it, either snorting or looking at themselves with unkind eyes.

"Cruelty to the same door, and the face to my Qingfeng view!"

"If it weren't for today's exchange meeting, I would have kicked him out!"

The voice was not small, and Chen Yang could hear it clearly.

Fa Chu had been observing his expression, and seeing that his expression was as usual, he asked curiously: "Isn't the Dao Chief angry?"

Chen Yang said: "Why should you be angry? There is no distinction between right and wrong, everyone is the same, and this kind of person is angry, I have a problem?"

Fa Chu said: "The Taoist is open-minded. ”

Chen Yang is not open-minded, it is unnecessary.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door.

In the lobby, the sound of conversation disappeared all at once, and everyone looked out the door.

Song Jingwei walked in, first glanced at Chen Yang, and then swept his gaze over the faces of Liu Hanxian and Wen Qianjiang, and said, "You come out with me." ”

As you know, the Taoist priest from Malaysia is coming.

They walked out in an orderly manner, placed the futons on the courtyard floor, lined up in an orderly manner, and sat cross-legged.

Twenty meters apart, on the ground opposite are about twenty Taoist priests.

This is the first time Chen Yang has seen a Taoist priest from abroad.

Dressed one by one, slightly exaggerated, they look like Lin Zhenying in a zombie movie.

They are all Chinese, and they went abroad with their parents in their early years, and by chance they became Taoist priests and carried forward Taoist culture abroad.

Chen Yang sat in the first row, Fa Chu sat beside him, and whispered: "They are from the Maoshan Sanqing Taoist Academy, and they have just finished the exchange from the Qianyuan Temple, and I heard that in the Qianyuan Temple, they were suppressed very badly by the orthodox Maoshan Daoist. ”

Chen Yang nodded slightly, he looked around, but did not see Feng Haisheng and Zhang Xianshan.

As the president and vice president of the Taoist Association, the two of them are not there.

Chen Yang asked, "Aren't they coming, president?"

Fa Chu shook his head: "They are only responsible for reception matters, and the exchange meeting is mainly a matter between Taoist temples and Taoist temples." A layman is a layman after all, and there are some things they won't take the initiative to touch. ”

Chen Yang looked at the other party sitting on the ground, motionless, and looked at his side, which was also a group of Taoist priests sitting motionless on the ground.

"Aren't you going to start yet?" he asked.

Fa Chu said: "It has already begun. ”

"Huh?" Chen Yang looked confused.

And that's where it begins?

Big-eyed staring?

Sharper than whose eyes?

"Are there immortals in the world?"

Suddenly, a young Taoist priest on the opposite side spoke.

The voice was about to fall, Yuan Hedao: "Is there no immortal in the world?"

"Is there one?"

"Yes. ”

"Prove him. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Chen Yang's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Is this a treatise?

How did he think that this was raising the bar?

Fa Chu's face was solemn: "That's the disciple of Daoist Yin Qingfeng, Su Tianhe." ”

"How?"

"He's amazing. ”

Fa Chu said: "When they were in Qianyuanguan, Su Tianhe talked about it alone, and even broke the three people of Qianyuanguan, and finally it was a deacon of Qianyuanguan who came forward to bring back the situation. But among his peers, if you have an understanding of the Tao, I am afraid that there is no one here who can compare with him. ”

Chen Yang wanted to speak and stopped, he wanted to say, if this is the Tao, that's it, I can do three of them.

"I ......" Yuanhe's face turned red, and he was speechless, because he was in a hurry, sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and his fists were clenched.

Liu Hanxian frowned slightly, and Wen Qianjiang's master and apprentice on the side also sighed lightly.

The Taoist priest in the back was a little anxious on his face.

This is just the beginning, and he didn't even pull out the evenly matched posture, and he was defeated by the other party in a few words.

They racked their brains to figure out how to respond.

But after thinking about it, I can't think of how to answer.

Immortals, immortals......

How can this be proven?

"There are gods in the world. ”

The sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet courtyard.

A pair of eyes looked over, and saw that the person who spoke was Chen Yang.

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