Chunhu nodded slightly, thought for two seconds, and said, "I hope to grow old with Mr. ”

Chen Yang's gaze was a little strange.

Her husband, Zhang Yuanqiao, looked at Chunhu Shuang with complicated eyes.

The latter smiled at him, and their hands clasped tightly.

It can be seen that they are very affectionate and have a very good relationship.

Rich and kind.

It's so rare that even the relationship between husband and wife is so good.

The reward given by the system, she just hopes that the love will last forever.

Chen Yang blessed them from the bottom of his heart.

"The Poor Dao Association prays for the two of them every day, and may the two of them grow old together and spend their lives together. ”

"Thank you, Chief. ”

Pure Fox Pair smiled girlishly.

On the first day of the price reduction, the number of visitors to the Lingshan Taoist Temple reached a terrifying number.

All the Taoist temples in the entire Lingshan City together are not as large as the number of people in the Lingshan Taoist Temple.

Even a few of the city's famous monasteries can't compare.

However, Chen Yang also knows that this situation is only temporary.

The biggest advantage of Lingshan Taoist Temple lies in its fame and all kinds of magical rumors.

The biggest disadvantage is that the mountains are too high.

Throughout Lingshan City, there is no Taoist temple or temple located on such a high mountain.

Even the famous Taoist temples such as Maoshan Taoist Temple, Guigu Cave, and Xuanmiaoguan are not so high.

The 800-meter-high mountain itself has the effect of natural persuasion.

And the scenic spot is still being declared.

Even if the 4A scenic spot is really listed, it will take time to build the brand of the scenic spot.

In many places, even if it is a 5A scenic spot, there are only a few tourists in ordinary times, and there is no one all year round.

This is all very normal.

The Lingshan Taoist Temple can achieve today's results, which is already very rebellious.

When the heat goes down, the number of tourists will inevitably continue to decline.

However, in a short period of time, the number of tourists can still be guaranteed.

After Chen Yang finished dinner, he scrolled through Weibo and saw a lot of topics related to Taoism.

Winning the lottery has become a hot spot for a new round.

Although the prize money is not much, the number of winners is large.

Forget one or two.

Dozens popped up at once.

This kind of thing is the most controversial.

Some people think that this is the water army that the Lingshan Taoist Temple is looking for, and some people firmly believe that the Taoist Temple is so awesome.

It's good to have controversy, otherwise everyone believes in Taoism, and the way of the world will change.

The next day, Chen Yang received a call from Fa Chu.

"The haunted thing has been solved, it is indeed Yunmengguan's trick, and the master broke Daoyuan's two legs. ”

Chen Yang smacked his tongue, Jingzhou's real temper was really explosive.

But isn't it too light to just break two legs?

Do you break your hands by the way?

"What about dreams?"

"He didn't dare to fight back, he dared to mess around, and the master could abolish him at that time. ”

"Pretty smart. ”

Chen Yang said: "Tell your master, don't forget the consecration festival on the weekend." ”

"Well, we'll go back tomorrow to prepare. ”

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang received a WeChat message.

Shu Rou sent it.

It's a few photos.

A straight highway lined with country fields and blue skies and white clouds ahead.

It seems that she is still in a good mood when she goes out to play this time.

......

Cloud Dream View.

In the past two days, there have been disciples returning to the world.

Knowing dreams didn't stop it.

Daoyuan was sent to the hospital, Zhimeng looked at Daoyang in front of him, and said, "I'll go to Kongtong Mountain, you go to the hospital to see him in the next few days." ”

"Master, otherwise, forget it..."

"Forget it?" Zhimeng shook his head and got up to leave.

Of course, he understands to stop losses in time, but he can't swallow this breath.

And now that he has made such a fuss with Guigu Cave, even if he doesn't take the initiative to provoke him, he doesn't think Yu Jingzhou can really let him go.

And that Chen Xuanyang.

If he hadn't interfered indiscriminately, nothing would have happened now.

Zhimeng took the plane to Kongtong Mountain that night, and after landing, he dialed Wen Ziyuan's phone.

"The Purple Mountain Taoist Temple held a consecration ceremony on the weekend, help me check it out. ”

"What are you looking for?"

"What to check what, you know what I want. ”

"A million. ”

"I'll pass it on to you later. ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhimeng walked out of the airport and got into a taxi: "Go to Kongtong Mountain." ”

Two hours later.

The car was parked at the foot of Kongtong Mountain.

This is the highest peak of Kongtong Mountain, Xiangshan, with an altitude of more than 2,000 meters.

He quickly disappeared into the dense forest, shallow and deep into the dense forest.

Take advantage of the night, the speed is amazing.

Five o'clock in the morning.

It's dawning.

With birds chirping and insects chirping in his ears, and a thick fog rising, Zhimeng walked out of the mountain stream and stood in front of a group of people.

Kongtong Mountain is known as eight Taiwan, nine palaces, 12 courtyards, 42 building complexes, 72 Shifu Cave Heaven.

The location here is the South Terrace, one of the eight platforms.

The south platform is not big, only five acres in size, but there are many palaces.

Zhimeng bypassed Tongtianguan, walked down the steps in front of the Zixiao Palace, and there was a path to the southeast that led to the other side of the South Terrace.

He rounded these roads and finally came to an ordinary Taoist temple.

The plaque hanging on the Taoist temple only has the word "Taoist temple".

Zhimu walked up, knocked lightly on the door, and then waited outside.

Wait until half past six.

A little Taoist priest opened the door, saw Zhimeng outside the door, and said, "Who is the Taoist looking for?"

Zhimeng said: "I'm here to find Nanya Zhenren." ”

The Taoist priest said, "The real person went to the mountains a few days ago, and I don't know when I will return. ”

"Then I'll wait for him. ”

The Taoist priest sighed and ignored him.

The door was wide open, and I went back to the house and made some light breakfast.

After eating, incense is served for morning class.

Zhimeng walked into the small hall and put on a stick of incense.

Then he went out the door, sat on the floor tiles outside the door, and waited quietly.

"Why are you here?" a voice rang in my ears.

Zhimeng raised his head, hurriedly stood up, and saluted respectfully: "Master." ”

This is an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard, with a pair of eyes that are as sharp as knives, as if they can penetrate everything.

Nanya Zhenren waved his hand: "I'm not your master, don't shout." ”

Zhimeng said: "The master led me into the Tao, a teacher for one day, and a father for life." ”

Nanya Zhenren frowned slightly: "In trouble?"

If it weren't for trouble, he wouldn't have come.

Zhimeng said: "Shi ......" Seeing that Nanya Zhenren frowned and was displeased, he hurriedly changed his words: "Zhenren, I have encountered some things. ”

"Let's talk about it. ”

Nanya Zhenren walked out, standing on the edge of the stone platform, and his eyes were a vast mountain and river.

There are a few thousand-year-old cypress trees scattered around, and those who see it are relaxed and happy.

Zhimeng whispered some things about himself.

After listening, Nanya Zhendao: "I led you into the Tao in the hope that you can concentrate on cultivating the Tao and resolve cause and effect. If you are still too selfish, and if you don't sink your mind, even if you cultivate the Tao, it will be useless. ”

Zhimeng said: "Ask for real help." ”

"I can't help you. ”

Nanya Zhenren shook his head: "These things you have done are not an exaggeration to expel you from the Daomen." ”

"Real ......"

Zhimeng pursed his lips, and took out a small wooden box from his sleeve for a while: "This is some respect for the disciple, please accept it from the real person." ”