Chapter 411: A Wisp of Opportunity [Wan More Requests for Subscription]

Knowing dreams glances at time from time to time.

It's been a long time, he's been there at half past eight, and it's ten o'clock now.

An hour and a half has passed, and it's time for the 10 consecration pujas to end.

Why hasn't anyone come out yet?

He didn't have any contact with other Taoist temples, but from the identity of the Taoist priests of the various Taoist temples who came today, he could guess that except for the Guigu Cave and the Qianyuan Temple, other Taoist temples did not attach importance to today's consecration festival.

The disciples who came were all from the younger generation.

A large part of the reason is because of the 800 pieces of incense.

In that case, they should leave after the consecration puja is over.

But until now, I haven't seen anyone leave.

And that reporter, what's the matter, hasn't come out yet?

Haven't you had enough footage?

Just take two photos and the rest will be done.

Can it take so long?

"Master, shall we go back?" Daoyuan asked, sitting on the ground.

Dao Yang said: "Master, let's go back, it's a waste of time to wait here." ”

Zhimeng said: "Wait a little longer. ”

This is one morning.

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Still no one came out.

Not even a single reporter came out.

Even people like Daoyuan, who don't like to use their brains, feel that something is wrong.

He twisted his eyebrows and said, "Chen Xuanyang shouldn't kill them all, right? As for it? Isn't it just a matter of incense? We are not as ruthless as him." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone coming up the mountain.

"Abbot Mingichi. ”

Zhimeng was surprised, and immediately smiled and stepped forward to greet him.

"Abbot Dream. ”

Along with Ming Yi, there are also a few disciples, and there are all the dry and Kun Dao.

"Is Abbot Mingyi here for the Consecration Festival? The Festival should have ended, but it's a little late. ”

Ming Yi: "It's not to participate in the Fa, it's my junior brother who asked me to come over, saying that there is a wisp of chance on the Great Dao."

Zhimeng was stunned: "Where is the avenue chance?"

"Far away, close at hand. Ming Yi smiled slightly and led his disciples towards the Taoist temple.

Chen Yang happened to come out of the door, and made a joke from afar: "Abbot Mingyi." ”

"Abbot Xuanyang. ”

Mingyi: "Sorry, I couldn't attend the puja. ”

"Don't get in the way, abbot inside, please. ”

Ming Yi was just about to raise his feet, but suddenly noticed the breeze and bright moon, and with a light sigh, he made a mockery with the two.

When the disciples behind him saw it, they only felt that the abbot was a little inexplicable.

Qingfeng Mingyue returned the salute, the wind was light and light, and there was no other performance.

The disciples felt that these two little Taoist priests were so rude, but they saw that the master nodded slightly, and he had already stepped into the Taoist temple.

The deeper the road, the more you can feel the unusualness of the breeze and bright moon.

gives Ming Yi the feeling that these two little Taoist priests are like two immortals who have reached the ultimate realm and rejuvenated.

Zhimeng in the rear, looking at the empty gate, suddenly felt as if he was scratched by a cat's claw.

Avenue chance?

What kind of opportunity is it?

What did he do so hard to snatch the Guigu Cave for?

Isn't it just for the Guigu Cave, a natural cave blessed place to practice!

Now that the opportunity of the avenue is in front of you, how can you miss it?

"Then the old Taoist priest fooled people, right?" Daoyuan said: "Master, you shouldn't really believe it, right?"

Knowing dreams and thinking about it, it shouldn't be.

Abbot Mingyi is a real person, how can he talk nonsense?

At his level, he would never care about ordinary things.

There is no need to help Chen Yang, deliberately fooling himself.

And there's no benefit in doing so.

"You wait here, and I'll go around. ”

Zhimu turned and walked towards the cliff and looked down, his eyes shifting as his body turned.

The beautiful scenery of Lingshan Mountain is in full view.

Its mountainous trend is also in sight.

The more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, the feng shui of this Lingshan was so good!

If ordinary people live here, they will wait and worship the generals, and there will be no disease and no disaster.

It's simply excellent feng shui.

The most important thing is that there are still variables in Feng Shui here.

He followed the mountain path and finally looked at the Lingshan Taoist Temple.

I was shocked to find that the Lingshan Taoist Temple happened to be in the eye of the entire feng shui array.

The number of qi gathered and did not come out, and the momentum of a mountain was all hidden in the Taoist temple.

"This is the feng shui of the dragon!"

Zhimeng was shocked in his heart.

As a treasure holder, looking for dragon points, looking for mountains and waters, this is handed down by ancestors.

Although it looks different from the feng shui of the Taoist sect, the root of it is the same origin.

He was excited in his heart, when he saw that several more people came up from the bottom of the mountain.

Looking at it, it was the abbot of Jinyuan of Gusu City's mystical view.

He walked over quickly: "Abbot Jinyuan." ”

"Oh, it's Abbot Zhimeng, hello. Jin Yuan greeted him.

Zhimeng asked, "Why did Abbot Jin Yuan come up to the mountain at this time?"

Jin Yuan said with a smile: "My disciple asked me to come over, saying that there is an indescribable fate here, so I had to come over with a cheeky face, I just hope that the abbot of Xuanyang will not mind." ”

Hearing this, Zhimeng was sure that the opportunity of the avenue mentioned by Ming Yi before was definitely not a lie.

Chen Yang came out again, as if he had pinched the time.

"Abbot Jinyuan, welcome. ”

"This must be the abbot of Xuanyang. Jin Yuan took the initiative to step forward: "Poor Dao originally planned to come to participate in the consecration puja, but because of secular prejudices, the Taoist will forgive me." ”

Chen Yang smiled and didn't mention the matter: "Please inside." ”

If such a true person who has obtained the Dharma admits that he has made a mistake in his heart, he will not defend it, or avoid the important and treat it as if it never happened.

It's not a big deal, and if you say it calmly, neither side will care.

And if he pretended that it hadn't happened, Chen Yang would look down on him.

After they walked in, Zhimeng hesitated for a few seconds, and also walked towards the Taoist temple.

"Stop. Qingfeng said lightly, he pointed to the threshold under his feet: "Don't step in, it's dirty." ”

Zhimeng stopped his anger and raised his hand to knock lightly.

"Knock knock~"

After a while, Chen Yang came over and asked indifferently, "Abbot Zhimeng, is there something wrong?"

Zhimeng Ji Shou said: "Abbot Xuanyang, can you allow me to enter the door to incense? Poor Dao is also a disciple of Taoism, and today is the opening ceremony of Lingshan Taoist Temple, please let me go in and put a stick of incense on the immortal of Taoism." ”

Chen Yang sneered: "Where can the Lingshan Taoist Temple afford the incense of the abbot of Zhimeng?"

"Abbot Xuanyang, there are some misunderstandings between you and me, and you also have some misunderstandings about me. I hope you can return to one yard and don't affect the relationship between you and me because of the things in Guigu Cave......"

"There is no relationship between you and me. Chen Yang said: "I made it very clear on the phone yesterday, come, you can, you can go wherever you like outside the Taoist temple." If you want to enter the Taoist temple, sorry, you are not welcome. ”

Zhimeng had tried his best to calm down, but he was still frowning a little by his words.

"Xuanyang Abbot ......"

"The two Taoist chiefs, tired. ”

Chen Yang ignored him and smiled apologetically at Qingfeng Mingyue, who waved his hand casually: "Little things, you go and get busy with yours." ”

Seeing Chen Yang turn around and enter the Taoist temple, Zhimeng's heart was so angry that his fists were about to crush.

A ray of chance.

What kind of chance is it?

He wanted to know, he wanted to know right away.

"Seems like you want to do it?"

I suddenly remembered Mingyue's voice in my ears, which made his whole person sober up instantly.