Early the next morning.

In a doorway shop facing the street outside the hotel, Chen Yang and Chu Qingge had two bowls of soy milk and two fritters in front of them.

Nope.

Chu Qingge eats in small bites, she will tear the fritters into sections and throw them in soy milk to soak.

Chen Yang had never seen anyone eat fritters like this, it looked weird.

After breakfast, take a taxi to Qingcheng Mountain.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, Chu Qingge said, "You go up, I'll wait for you here." ”

"Good. ”

Chen Yang guessed that she probably didn't want to go with her.

Wudang Mountain is still so respectful and polite to her, and Chang Daoguan may not be far behind.

She probably didn't want others to know that she knew herself, so as not to affect Chang Dao Temple's decision to stay or go.

Chen Yang didn't think about asking her for help, otherwise he could have asked her to come forward on the pretext of helping her find the flying sword.

On a November day, the weather was much colder, and the tourists I met along the way changed into long-sleeved jackets.

The wind blowing in your face also carries an air-conditioning that makes you want to wrap your clothes tightly.

The trees and plants on both sides are yellowish at the tips of the leaves.

It is already starting to snow in some places, and cold air is starting to flow restlessly everywhere.

Before you know it, winter has arrived.

Chen Yang was still dressed in a thin uniform, walking like flying on the mountain road, and the tourists couldn't help but cast curious eyes when they saw it.

All the way to the Chang Taoist Temple, I happened to meet two Taoist masters coming out of the Taoist Temple.

One is Du Changheng, and the other is a little older, about forty years old.

Chen Yang has been to Chang Taoist Temple several times, but he has never seen this person.

"I'm really sorry, Chief Huadao. ”

"It doesn't have to be so, understand. The middle-aged Taoist smiled and walked down the mountain.

Passing by Chen Yang, the two looked at each other, smiled and nodded.

"You're here. Du Changheng walked over and asked, "Do you know the Taoist chief just now?"

Chen Yang shook his head: "You're here to ask for a quota?"

"Well, his name is Hua Chongzhen. ”

"I've heard of it. ”

"Come in with me. Du Changheng said: "The quota of Changdao Temple, you must not have too much hope." ”

Chen Yang asked, "Is it the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

Du Changheng said: "The Heavenly Master's Mansion is one thing. ”

"Hua Chongzhen came this morning, and two others came last night. ”

"Which two?"

"Ling Jing Zhenren of Mount Emei, and his disciple Su Tianyang. ”

Chen Yang said: "You Chang Dao Temple and Pure Yang Hall have a relationship?"

Du Changheng shook his head: "No, but Ling Jing is here." ”

Chen Yang doesn't understand, Master Su Tianyang is here, what does it have to do with you, and what does it have to do with the quota?

Walking into the Changdao Temple and placing him well, Du Changheng said: "You sit here for a while, and I'll go and talk to the master." ”

Chen Yang waited for almost half an hour before he saw Li Zhenghua.

Li Zhenghua's Taoism was abolished by Yu Jingzhou, and he was no different from ordinary people.

Fortunately, I insist on practicing boxing every day, and my body is quite tough.

He sat down, and without waiting for Chen Yang to speak, he said directly: "Changheng should have told you, Su Tianyang is here, and Hua Chongzhen is also here." ”

Chen Yang sighed in his heart, knowing that there was no hope for this trip.

"Before the abbot left the Taoist temple, he specially instructed me that if you come, the quota will be given to you. If you don't come, the place will be forfeited. ”

Chen Yang was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.

"Abbot Zhenggong is not in the Taoist temple?"

"There are some things out there. ”

Li Zhenghua didn't elaborate, and said: "Su Tianyang's master came in person, I was supposed to give him this face, but the abbot explained before leaving, and you are also here, I will give you this quota." ”

Chen Yang got up and bowed: "Thank you, real person." ”

"Don't thank me. Li Zhenghua said: "You have this qualification, no matter what prejudice the Heavenly Master Mansion has against you, it can't hide your merits." This time, the behavior of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is biased, I don't know how the Taoist temple next to me does it, but the Taoist temple can't be in the same stream. ”

"Thank you. ”

The willows and flowers are bright and bright, and the surprise came too suddenly.

Chang Daoguan actually thought about it early in the morning and wanted to keep the quota for himself.

They didn't ask for anything, but Chen Yang had to keep this kindness in his heart.

"If you're okay for a while, stay and rest for a while, and if you're in a hurry, I'll let Changheng send you. ”

"Don't bother, I'll go back by myself. Chen Yang hesitated for a moment and said, "Daoist Chu may have to go up the mountain later." ”

"Which Chu Dao Chief?"

"Lushan, Chu Qingge. ”

As if he had heard some terrible name, Li Zhenghua's wrist on the armrest trembled.

His expression was a little uncomfortable: "How do you know?"

Chen Yang said: "Daoist Chu came with me, just wait at the bottom of the mountain." ”

Anyway, the quota has been decided, and telling him these will not affect anything.

This can be regarded as making him mentally prepared in advance.

"Then you tell her that the quota has been given to you, and she shouldn't come up. And the abbot is not in the Taoist temple, and she can't see anyone when she comes. ”

There are three words in and out of the words: unwelcome.

Chen Yang asked curiously, "Is this Daoist Chu a very high status?"

Li Zhenghua nodded.

Chen Yang asked, "How tall?"

Li Zhenghua pondered for a long time and said: "It's not easy to say, her seniority is a bit messy." When the Taoist leader of my generation saw her, he had to shout Senior Sister. When your two uncles see her, they have to call out to Senior Sister. ”

"This ......"

"You think she's young, don't you?"

Chen Yang nodded.

Li Zhenghua said: "She has been retired, what she looked like back then, and what she still looks like now." She was born with the fate of cultivating the Dao, and if you talk about the fate, I am afraid that there are few people in the Dao Sect who are better than her. Most of the Taoist masters of the Dao Sect were taken by her to practice for a period of time when they were young, so calling her senior sister is not a mess. ”

"The old man of Wudang Mountain and several great grandmasters, after they passed away that year, entrusted Chen Yuxing and others to her, hoping that she could help take care of them. ”

"Chang Dao Temple is better, although my ancestors are seriously injured, they are not dead, but they have also seen the power of Chu Daochang. ”

"But Daoist Chu is just quite strict in his cultivation, and in private he is actually no different from ordinary people. ”

Chen Yang said: "Daoist Chu doesn't seem to want to be a real person, why is the Daoist Association still nominating continuously?"

Li Zhenghua sighed: "Is it true that a character like Daochang Chu has been nesting in Lushan all his life and has not come out? And you know, if it weren't for the nomination of the Taoist Association, she would have a reason to go down the mountain. Going back up, the last time she went down the mountain was in the second millennium. ”

"The Dao Association must have a reason for the Dao Association, I don't know exactly what I want Dao Chang Chu to do, but it will never be as simple as canonizing a real name. ”

"After all, with her identity and her contributions to the Dao Sect over the years, canonizing her as a great grandmaster is a bit unworthy. ”

Chen Yang said: "She won't be sealed." ”

Li Zhenghua said: "This is not something you and I should worry about, but I still suggest that you keep a distance from her." ”

Belch......

What is this suggestion?

He felt that Chu Qingge was quite good.

Why did they all avoid her like a plague god?

It's not that scary.

He didn't know that Chu Qingge was to them the figure of an elder who was shadowed in the deepest part of his memory.

It's like when you were a student, you were secretly dozing off in class, and suddenly appeared like a ghost outside the window of the back window of the classroom with the head teacher.

The fear of being dominated by the head teacher is hard to forget.