Lishan Hot Springs, beauty pool.

The intimate actions of several men towards each other almost blinded Shi Qiao'er's eyes in an instant.

It was a beautiful picture.

Zhang Yunxian looked at his masterpiece and couldn't help but get goosebumps.

"Let's go! Otherwise, a few of them will be excited, and they won't be able to say that they will really stage a restricted-level show next!"

He coughed and reminded Shi Qiao'er and Ling Zhi.

The two women came back to their senses, their faces flushed with shame, and they snorted, and hurriedly turned around and walked out of the soup pool, leaving these 'perverted' men as if they were fleeing.

Being disturbed like this, they suddenly no longer have any interest in soaking in hot springs.

After taking a fresh shower and changing into casual clothes, the two of them still had a somewhat sullen look on their faces.

Zhang Yun thought for a while, and said to the two of them: "I saw in the online travel guide that the old mother palace on the mountain has a high rating, why don't we go up and have a look?"

Speaking of coaxing girls to be happy, it is really not Zhang Yunxian's specialty, he used to live with Liu Xiaomei, often when Liu Xiaomei bothered to chat with him, not to mention that the teachers and classmates at the school blamed him for being wooden, he himself felt a little like a piece of wood.

Fortunately, Ling Zhi and Shi Qiao'er were quite understanding, and when they heard Zhang Yunxian's proposal, they also understood that he had good intentions, so they both readily agreed.

The so-called 'Old Mother Palace', located on the second peak of Xiuling Mountain in the west of Lishan, is the temple of the old mother of Lishan in mythological stories.

The legend about the old mother of Lishan has a long history, but there are different opinions.

According to legend, there are many female disciples under the old mother of Lishan, who are more famous in history, such as Zhong Wuyan in the Warring States Period, Fan Lihua in the Tang Dynasty, Mu Guiying in the Song Dynasty and so on.

There are even folk wild rumors, even Bai Suzhen is from her disciples, and Zhu Yingtai, who died of martyrdom for Liang Shanbo, was also accepted by her as a disciple after his death, and cultivated into a generation of female sword immortals.

There is also the allusion to the sentence "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle", which is said to have been handed down by the poet Li Taibai by her.

And Zhang Yunxian's only cognition of this old mother is that in the "Journey to the West" he watched when he was a child, there is a chapter called "Four Sages Test Zen Heart", in order to test Tang Xuanzang's master and apprentice, Lishan's old mother incarnated as a middle-aged woman, and Guanyin, Manjushri and Fuxian The three Bodhisattvas transformed into her daughters, named Lianlian, Aiai, and Zhenzhen respectively, and Zhu Bajie also staged a farce that was ridiculous.

Just looking at a few Bodhisattvas who are revered in Buddhism, they call her mother without complaint, and it can be shown that the position of Lishan Lao Mu in mythology is indeed extraordinary.

There is a saying that the old mother of Lishan and Nuwa, who was born in heaven and earth and the mother of all things, are actually the same god, and even the merits of refining stones to make up for the sky are attributed to the old mother of Lishan.

Therefore, no matter what, Zhang Yunxian feels that this is a mythical figure who has left too many legends, and since he has visited here, he should naturally go to visit her temple.

Half an hour later, a group of three of them came to the front of the old mother's palace.

The entrance comes in, it is a flat and spacious square, at the end of the square, climb the stairs, the first thing that catches the eyes of tourists is the Taoist mountain gate, the round arch big red door eyebrow hangs the 'old mother palace' plaque.

Not far from the mountain gate, there is the Sanxiao Palace, which enshrines Bixiao, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao, three fairies who are in charge of the blessings, Lu and longevity of the world.

The pilgrims in front of the hall were bustling, and their faces were all pious.

Shi Qiao'er is different from Ling Zhi and Zhang Yunxian, they are all little girls who like to be lively, and they kowtowed a few times in front of the Sanxiao statue in the crowd, and the unhappiness just now seemed to be completely forgotten.

On the north side of the Sanxiao Palace, at a distance of twenty or thirty meters, is the majestic and magnificent Old Mother Hall. In the middle of the open space is a huge incense burner, which is full of incense and smoke.

The old mother's hall is an all-wood structure, surrounded by white marble guardrails, cornices and colored arches, and golden roofs, presenting a solemn and magnificent visual sense to the world.

Entering the hall, everyone's first sight is to see a kind old woman sitting upright, wearing a brocade robe, smiling, with a golden plaque on her head, writing that she is praised by the world - "Our Lady of Creation", which is the law of the old mother of Lishan.

The old mother sat on the lotus platform, and in addition to the two protectors of the golden boy and the jade girl, the three bodhisattvas of Guanyin, Manjushri and Fuxian, Zhang Yunxian couldn't name the other gods on both sides.

The shrine was full of offerings, and the incense and candles were bright.

Under the case, kneeling is full of good men and women, burning incense and worshipping, full of piety, or seeking health and peace, or seeking children to become talents, or seeking a prosperous career......

Zhang Yunxian saw that Ling Zhi and Shi Qiao'er were very interested, so he also knelt in front of the statue of the old mother and bowed three times.

Out of the back door of the main hall, they saw a group of tourists gathered in the southeast corner, squeaking and not knowing what they were doing.

Shi Qiao'er didn't say a word, and ran towards the crowd.

It turned out to be a small stall asking for a lot, and behind the table, there was a Taoist chief in a blue robe, but he was a man of great grace, completely ignoring the crowded tourists in front of him, who were eager to be the first, he always smiled and calm.

"This Daoist's popularity is really high! Let's go over and take a look!" Zhang Yunxian was worried about Shi Qiao'er's legs and feet, so he had to walk over with Ling Zhi.

But when he saw the appearance of the hexagram clearly, he suddenly couldn't help frowning.

"What a profound spiritual power cultivation!" he thought to himself.

Dao Chang's face looks like an ancient old man, but his long hair and beard are black and shiny, and that kind of black, Zhang Yunxian knows at a glance that it has not undergone any acquired rendering, it is completely natural, and his unique temperament of rejuvenation makes people unable to guess his specific age.

However, Zhang Yunxian sensed majestic spiritual power fluctuations from between his eyebrows, but when he investigated carefully, he found that he couldn't see through the spiritual power cultivation of this Dao Master?

This discovery suddenly made him feel a little surprised.

Before this, he had seen people with the highest spiritual power cultivation, except for Duanmu Gong, who had died in his hands, it belonged to Shi Qiao'er's father, the leader of the Inhuman Alliance, Shi Jian.

But whether it was Duanmu Gong or Shi Jian, the coercion generated by their spiritual power had never made Zhang Yunxian feel this sense of reverence from the mountains.

Right!

It's a sense of reverence!

It seems that as long as this Taoist master is willing, he can let anyone in this world prostrate at his feet at any time and bow down to him.

"Dao Chief, help me take a look at this lottery!"

Shi Qiao'er finally fought her way out of the crowd and grabbed the opportunity to shake the lot, her face was full of excitement, she pinched a red bamboo stick, handed it to the Taoist chief, and said with a smile.

The Taoist reached out and took it, glancing at the contents of the signature unhurriedly.

"Dare to ask the girl, is it about marriage or future?"

Shi Qiao'er was stunned for a moment and said, "There are so many other sayings?"

Dare to love her, just watching the excitement of others, itchy hands for a while, and there is no real need to ask for hexagrams at all.

The Taoist chief was not annoyed, and still smiled faintly and said: "It's okay, the girl drew this one is on the lottery, no matter what you ask, it is a sign that all wishes come true!"

Shi Qiao'er nodded happily, "If other fortune tellers said this to me, I would definitely spur the blood of the dog he scolded, but Grandpa Dao, you said this, I unconsciously believed it!"

"Haha! The girl is really fast-talking, so cute! But the poor road never tells lies, everything you want in your heart, as long as the opportunity comes, it will come true!"

Shi Qiao'er wanted to say something, but was pulled by Zhang Yunxian, and she turned her head a little puzzled.

"Qiao'er, let the Taoist help you Sister Lingzhi, and also untie the lottery!" Zhang Yunxian pointed to the stick holder in Qiao'er's hand and motioned for her to let Lingzhi shake it too.

"I ...... I don't have anything to ask?" Ling Zhi asked with some puzzlement.

"Ask your loved ones!" Zhang Yunxian whispered in her ear.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

A cyan bamboo stick jumped out in response.

"Dao Chief, please help me take a look!" Ling Zhi respectfully handed it to the other party.

The Taoist chief glanced at the contents of the signature as usual, and asked with a smile, "What did the girl ask?"

"I want to ask the Taoist chief to help me see if my loved ones are okay?"

The Taoist gently pinched the bamboo stick, his eyes fell on Ling Zhi's face, and he looked at it for a moment.

"What a blessing the girl!" he said suddenly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Although Ling's mother is a little abnormal, but she gets along with you day and night every day, how can you not know if she is okay? As for Ling Zun, he is even more healthy, blessed and kind, and the good ones couldn't be better!"

Ling Zhi stumbled, almost not standing firmly, she couldn't believe her ears.

Aunt Mei is by her side as a spirit state, and there is no problem with the Taoist chief's explanation, but about her father Ling Zhiyuan, as early as when she was three years old, he had died in a car accident, which has been fifteen or sixteen years.

"Daoist isn't joking, is he?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao never tells lies!"

"But my father ......"

"Ling Zhi!" Zhang Yunxian shouted behind his back, interrupting Ling Zhi in the middle of his speech.

He patted Ling Zhi lightly on the shoulder, "Ling Zhi, let me have a few words with the Dao Chief!"

Lin Qiao'er also saw that something was not quite right with Ling Zhi, and stepped forward to help her stand behind Zhang Yunxian.

When the Taoist saw Zhang Yunxian's appearance, there was suddenly a hint of surprise in his eyes, his face changed slightly, his smile slowly disappeared, revealing a solemn expression, and asked, "This layman, also want to come to untie the sign?"

Zhang Yunxian nodded, but didn't pick up the sticker, just casually drew a black stick in it and handed it over.

The Taoist chief didn't feel anything wrong because of Zhang Yunxian's actions, and took the bamboo stick very politely, but didn't look at the content on it.

"What do you want to ask?"

"Ask about the future!" Zhang Yunxian said calmly.

Only then did the Taoist chief turn over the hexagram in his hand and take a serious look.

After reading this glance, his right hand holding the hexagram was trembling slightly.

"Dare to ask the layman, where did he come from?" he raised his head, looked at Zhang Yunxian with bright eyes, and asked out loud......