"Well said, very fair!" Nanfeng said sincerely, he had a good impression of this young Taoist girl, not only was he very kind to him, but he also spoke very fairly, and did not belittle the monks and those who practiced martial arts because he was a Taoist priest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dao Gu waved her hand, "Gong is precisely because I have no position. ”。

"You are a Taoist priest, how can you not have a position?" asked Nanfeng puzzled.

Dao Gu smiled and did not answer.

With the passage of time, more and more people gathered outside the field, including many outsiders with burdens and dust, these people are mainly young people, most of them come here to learn art, it may be that the time has not come, everyone is blocked out of the venue by the soldiers, and no one is allowed to enter the field.

There were more and more people coming, and the people in the back began to crowd and push, and Nanfeng had the intention to squeeze to the front, but was pulled back by Daogu.

Nanfeng was short and had a blocked view in the crowd, "Let's go to the front, we can see clearly." ”

"Right here. Dao Gu shook her head.

Nanfeng had no choice but to stay where she was, "Did you come yesterday?"

Dao Gu nodded.

"You are also here for the fragment of the Book of Heaven?" Nanfeng asked again, at this time, there were at least tens of thousands of people outside the field, rubbing shoulders, he had already given up looking for a companion.

Dao Gu shook her head, "No, I'm here to listen to the scriptures." ”

Nanfeng didn't ask again, he didn't know much about the nature of this puja and didn't know what the use of listening to the scriptures was.

At first, Nanfeng was a little repulsed by Dao Gu pulling him, but after a long time, he liked this feeling, this Dao Gu's hand was very cold, and it felt very comfortable to hold her hand.

As the day approached, the important figures of the various gangs began to enter, most of these people were men, few women, few under the age of forty, the total number should be more than 100 people, of which the warriors accounted for seventy percent, those wearing Taoist robes accounted for two percent, and the number of monks wearing robes was not much, only a dozen.

After entering, each of them came to the wooden chairs arranged in the north and south, but instead of taking their seats, they turned their heads to look north.

It was not clear what the south wind was looking at, because there was a wooden platform in the north, and he could not see it.

After a while, three people appeared on the wooden platform, and on the west side was an old monk wearing a big red robe, who was about eighty years old, tall, with long hair and no hair, and holding a nine-ring Zen staff in his hand.

In the middle is a young Taoist priest, with a handsome face and a detached bearing, who should be about thirty years old, and this person is wearing a purple Taoist robe, which is rare, and it seems to be embroidered with a dragon pattern. The Taoist crown worn by this person is also different from that of ordinary Taoist priests, a bit like a pagoda. In his left hand, he held a dusty handle, and the handle of the dusty was yellow, which should be made of pure gold.

The one to the east was a thin man of about fifty years old, wearing a gray linen robe, with his hands behind his back, and his face was expressionless.

After the three of them arrived, the purple-clothed Taoist priest shook the dust and saluted everyone in the audience with one hand, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

This person's cultivation is profound, and the immeasurable Heavenly Venerable is shocked, instantly suppressing the thousands of noises in the field. After a word, the audience fell silent.

The Taoists present bent down one after another to return the salute.

The purple-clothed Taoist priest retreated back to his position, and after he sat down, all the Taoist priests in front of the wooden platform sat down.

The old monk then stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and sang the Buddha's name, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

Different from the shocking spirit of the purple-clothed Taoist, the old monk's voice was very peaceful, revealing indifference and compassion for the world.

The monks in the audience returned the salute, the old monk turned around and sat down, and the monks in the audience also sat down.

The last one to step forward was the old man, after looking around the left and right, he stood with his left hand, clenched his fist with his right hand, touched his chest from the front, and said in a deep voice, "You have come from afar, it is really hard, Lin will never let you return empty-handed." ”

"Good!"

"Master Lin's righteousness is thin and cloudy!"

"The head of Weilin is looking forward!"

The martial arts people in the audience shouted and agreed.

"Please!" the man surnamed Lin saluted everyone again, and then turned around and sat down.

Most of the martial artists in the field sat down with a hula, and the momentum instantly overshadowed the previous monk's path.

Nanfeng was short, he could still see when the three of them were standing on the stage, and as soon as the three of them sat down, he couldn't see it, just when he was tiptoeing and stretching his neck to look north, the purple-clothed Taoist priest left his seat again and stood up, and slowly stepped forward, "If you are uninvited, please leave the scene early to avoid injury and harmony." ”

"Is he the real person who protects the country?" Nanfeng asked the Dao Gu.

Dao Gu nodded.

"Who is he talking to?" asked Nanfeng curiously.

Dao Gu shook her head.

"Did you freeze in the water in the morning?" Nanfeng tilted his head to look at the Dao Gu, who was pale and shivering.

Dao Gu held his hand tightly and did not speak.

The real person who protects the country has been standing on the stage, and after a while, he stretched out the second finger of his right hand, "This is the Yuqing Festival, it is not allowed to be desecrated, and it will not be retreated?!"

"How old is this person?" Nanfeng looked up at the young Taoist priest on the wooden platform due north, he became a real person who protected the country at a young age, and he was really a young man.

Dao Gu lowered her head and did not answer.

Nanfeng noticed something strange and tilted his head and asked, "Is he picking you off?"

Dao Gu held Nanfeng's hand tightly, but still did not answer.

Just when Nanfeng wanted to continue to ask, the purple-clothed Taoist priest lowered his right hand and turned back to his seat.

Nanfeng thought that the competition was about to start, but he didn't expect that after the real person of the protector of the country sat down, he began to talk about the scriptures, the scripture is called Gao Xuan Zhenjing, the content is very awkward, even if the real person of the country protects the country to explain the scriptures, he is confused, he only knows that it is the comprehension and understanding of the yin and yang of heaven and earth.

He was not the only one who felt bored, Nanfeng looked around and found that everyone was listless, including the hundred or so people who were sitting, Taoist monks were still pretending, and those martial artists were not listening at all, their faces were impatient, and some even dozed off.

But there is one person who has been listening attentively, and that is the Dao Gu beside him, who is engrossed in it, and even forgetful.

"This group of people doesn't seem to deal with each other. "Nanfeng yawned, he didn't sleep well last night, and now he is sleepy.

Dao Gu nodded perfunctorily.

"When does the tournament start?" asked Nanfeng.

"It's coming, it's coming. "Aunt Dao's mind is not on him at all.

Nanfeng asked the same question four or five times, and Dao Gu's answer was always fast, but the real person who protected the country had been talking for an hour before it ended, and the three people on the wooden platform withdrew, and the people sitting under the stage went to the pergolas on both sides, and the people waiting outside the field rushed up and rushed straight towards the long purple sheds.

"What's the fuss?" said Nanfeng yawning again.

"It's all Ye Gong and good dragons," Dao Gu took out the money bag from her bosom and stuffed it to Nanfeng, "I'm leaving, these silver coins will be given to you." ”

"One day tomorrow, are you still here?" asked Nanfeng.

"I can't come again. Dao Gu turned around and walked forward.

Nanfeng followed, "The money has been given to me, what are you going to do with it?"

"I went back by water, and I didn't have to entangle. Dao Gu turned and pointed to the pergolas, "Apprenticeship is not a way out, you can go over and try it." ”

Although the time spent together was very short, Nanfeng had a good impression of this Dao Gu, and was a little reluctant, "Shall I follow you as a Taoist priest?"

"Does wearing a Taoist robe mean that he must be a Taoist priest?" said Dao Gu with a smile.

Nanfeng was shocked, "Aren't you a Taoist priest?"

"It doesn't have to be, okay, I have to go. Dao Gu turned around and walked forward.

"I don't know your name yet. The south wind hesitated and did not follow.

Dao Gu did not answer.

Nanfeng looked at the money bag in his hand, and then remembered that he hadn't thanked anyone yet, "Thank you." ”

"I should be the one who says thank you. Dao Gu's voice came from the bustling crowd.

Nanfeng stood in place and raised his eyes, and only then did he look back at the pergola that was crowded with people until he disappeared from Daogu's figure.

With so many sects, which one should you choose......