Chapter 117: The two disciples of the Medicine King Temple
"Ah Mao, is it that I am too tired from climbing the mountain, and I have some indescribable hallucinations" Ah Zhuang asked blankly.
"Ah Zhuang, you read that right, this is a miracle, but it's too unscientific, okay?" replied Ah Mao stupidly.
Now, so attracted by the sound of the chanting of the scriptures, Shigeru took a seat and joined the animals as part of the audience.
Interestingly, after Ah Mao and Ah Zhuang sat down, the wild animals in the surrounding mountains and forests were not disturbed by these two people.
It is important to know that wild animals are the most fearful of people, especially some small wild animals.
For example, next to Shigeru, there is a little squirrel holding nuts in both hands, standing directly on a branch, nibbling on nuts while listening to the scriptures, which is very interesting.
This is not the most magical, the most amazing thing is that the snake and the vole, the pheasant and the weasel, the yellow finch and the praying mantis, these small animals that originally fought each other, when they heard the scriptures and the sound of the wooden fish from the Taoist temple, they no longer attacked each other, just listened quietly and lived in peace.
Unconsciously, Ah Zhuang and Ah Mao seemed to have forgotten today's task and began to seriously enjoy the edification and happiness brought to them by the scriptures with these little creatures.
Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it was, and the voices in the Taoist temple finally stopped.
Mao and Zhuang woke up this time and found that the small animals around them had disappeared, and the colored mist had gradually dissipated
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Dao is the master of the Qingsong Temple, two Taoist friends, polite"
Qingzhu sensed that a guest was coming, so he walked out of the Taoist temple to greet him.
Qingzhu brushed the dust with one hand, his steps were unhurried, and his face was indifferent.
When Ah Mao and Ah Zhuang saw the young Taoist in front of them with a transcendent temperament, they were also a little stunned for a while.
Ah Mao was the first to react, and said politely to Qingzhu: "Oh, the Taoist is not strange, the sound of chanting is too attractive, and we can't help but be a little fascinated."
"It's okay, they're all the same way, so why bother with these details," Qingzhu smiled, and then continued, "Then the two fellow Taoists came to Qingsong Temple, so what's the matter?"
"Oh, we are disciples of Yaowang Temple, we came here today to be entrusted by the family teacher, a few days ago, the family teacher once wanted to personally go up the mountain to visit the Qingzhu Daoist, but I sent you a message, and after several days, you didn't reply, so the family teacher sent the two of us to go up the mountain to see in person, mainly worried about what would happen to the Taoist here" Ah Zhuang's attitude also explained his intention very respectfully.
"Yaowang Temple, is your master Qi Ruifeng Daoyou" Qingzhu hurriedly asked.
Qingzhu recalled it for a while, and quickly remembered, that's right, not long ago, Qingzhu was invited to the Great Zen Temple to participate in the blessing meeting, and at the conference, he met Qi Ruifeng, the director of Yaowang Temple.
When they broke up that day, Qi Ruifeng also said that he would come to Qingyunfeng to visit Qingzhu in person.
"That's right, the family teacher is Qi Ruifeng, Master Qi," Ah Mao said with a smile.
"You just said, Qi Ruifeng Daoyou, sent me a message, did you send it on WeChat" Qingzhu asked again.
"Yes, you can take a look at WeChat now, is there something wrong with the network that is why I didn't receive it," Zhuang asked.
Qingzhu hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat and took a look, and sure enough, there was an extra red dot on the icon of his friend Qi Ruifeng.
Qingzhu clicked on it and took a look, it was a prompt from Qi Ruifeng's request for video, but Qingzhu didn't accept it.
Then, Qingzhu looked at the time, and then he understood that it was very unfortunate when Qi Ruifeng sent the news.
At that time, Qingzhu was concentrating on helping Zhou Li solve psychological problems, using the long-range phantom dust spell, Qingzhu's mind was on Zhou Li, so busy, he completely forgot about Qi Ruifeng.
After that, Qian Xiaolin and Sun Miaomiao sent another message, and Qingzhu completely forgot about Qi Ruifeng.
It wasn't until this time that Ah Zhuang and Ah Mao reminded me and took out their mobile phones to look at them, and then they remembered.
"Oops, I'm really sorry," Qingzhu scratched his head apologetically and made up a lie, "Two fellow Daoists, you have also seen it, Qingsong Temple is on the top of the mountain, and the signal here is sometimes not good, therefore, Poor Dao did not reply to Qi Daoyou in time, please forgive me"
"Ah, I see, it's okay, it's okay for us to go up the mountain and report it in person," said Amao with a happy face.
"Lord Qingzhuguan, tomorrow morning, the family teacher will personally go up the mountain to talk about the scriptures and the Tao with the Taoist, I don't know if the long has time" Ah Zhuang hurriedly asked.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, welcome the arrival of Qi Daoyou. Qingzhu immediately agreed.
"Great, then, the task of the two of us is complete, and we will go down the mountain to resume our lives. ”
Ah Mao and Ah Zhuang were just about to turn around and leave, Ah Mao paused, and then asked Qingzhu with some embarrassment: "By the way, Daoist Qingzhu, why did so many creatures stop when you recited the scriptures just now, even I couldn't help but sit down and listen, it's really amazing."
The reason why Ah Mao asked this was because he really couldn't figure out whether the person in front of him was really an immortal
"Two Taoist friends, you just need to remember one thing" Qingzhu waved the dust, and said indifferently and unfathomably, "The mountain is not high, and if there is an immortal, it is famous."
"The mountain is not high, and if there is a fairy, it is named, it seems to be this truth"
Ah Mao and Ah Zhuang both chewed on this sentence carefully, could it be that this Dao Leader was saying that this Qingyun Peak is not simple
Anyway, I couldn't figure it out, Ah Mao and Ah Zhuang didn't stay any longer, and after conveying the master's words, they went down the mountain together.
Not long after Ah Mao and Ah Zhuang left, the system complained: "Hmph, host, you are really shameless"
"No, the system, who do you say is shameless," Qingzhu asked by touching his nose.
"Let's just say that you, you claim to be an immortal in the mountains, here, you are the only one, and you don't admit that you brag"
"No, no, Brother System, you misunderstood, I didn't say that there are immortals in the mountains, but I didn't say myself, in fact, I was talking about you" Qingzhu complimented with a smile.
"Oh really," the system's voice was a little fluttering.
"Yes, yes, system, on the entire Qingyun Peak, you are an immortal," Qingzhu said with a thumbs up.
"Hehe" the system laughed happily.
Qingzhu only then understood a truth: the truth that thousands of people wear sycophants do not wear them
"Okay, okay, I'm not going to follow you
Speaking of this," the system thought for a while, and then said, "Regarding the book of the Crossing People Sutra, only when you knock on the Awakening Wooden Fish, there will be a vision, and you must recite it while knocking on the Wooden Fish, when you are not in use, these two magic weapons can be placed on the offering table in the main hall, so that you can continue to absorb divine power."
"Okay, okay, got it"
Qingzhu was in a good mood today, and after returning to the Taoist temple, he went directly into the kitchen and started cooking.
Whenever he cooks in front of the big iron pot in the kitchen, Qingzhu feels as if he has suddenly changed from a Taoist chief to a breeder.
When the meal was cooked, Qingzhu shouted to a few little guys frolicking in the yard: "Hehe, you guys don't play, eat"
"Let's go, let's eat" The big radish ginseng cheered and jumped directly on the shoulder of the black bear.
"Giggle, eat, eat" As soon as she heard about eating, the hen immediately followed excitedly.
"It's time to eat, I'm so hungry," the golden silkworm Gu came out of Qingzhu's bun and shouted happily.
The day passed peacefully, and the day dawned, and Qingzhu got up early in the morning.
He cleaned the Taoist temple inside and out early, because on this day, Qi Ruifeng, the director of the Yaowang Temple, was coming to be a guest.
Qingzhu brought out the tea set, placed it on the small wooden table in the courtyard, boiled a pot of water, and waited for Qi Ruifeng's arrival.
Today's weather is exceptionally good, occasionally a few villagers come up to burn incense, and Qingzhu gets up to entertain them.
At this moment, at the foot of the mountain, a car drove over, parked in the parking lot, and a middle-aged man walked down from the car.
This person has some white hair on his sideburns, a lean figure, an ancient linen dress, and his eyes are very energetic, and he looks quite temperamental.
The middle-aged man climbed all the way to the top of the mountain along the mountain road, his breath was very steady, and he did not look tired at all.
Soon, the middle-aged man came to the door of the Taoist temple, he looked up at the plaque on the door eyebrow, the three big characters of "Qingsong Temple" with an extraordinary look, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Standing under the plaque, he closed his eyes and felt the peace and tranquility that this place brought him.
After a while, he opened his eyes with a happy face, the feeling just now was so amazing, it was a feeling of concentration when cultivating.
After the middle-aged man was stunned, he couldn't help but nod slightly, and he was very impressed by this place in his heart.
This person is none other than Qi Ruifeng, the person in charge of the Yaowang Temple that Qingzhu met at the prayer meeting that day.
"It seems that Daoist Qingzhu is really a master, and the place where he lives is also a holy place," Qi Ruifeng couldn't help but sigh.
Then, Qi Ruifeng strode into the Taoist temple, and at first glance, he saw a little Taoist priest Qingzhu in a pale cyan robe.
Qingzhu was standing at the door of the main hall, waiting.
"Immeasurable Tianzun, Qi Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many days, don't come to harm" Qingzhu had already seen Qi Ruifeng, but when he saw him close his eyes under the plaque, he didn't step forward to disturb.
"Don't dare to be, Qingzhu Dao Chief, I came to visit the Dao Chief today, if you are presumptuous, I hope to bear with you" Qi Ruifeng said politely.
"Qi Daoyou, please sit down" Qingzhu let Qi Ruifeng to the small wooden table, and hurriedly served a cup of steaming fragrant tea.