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The verdant woods were still as dense and vibrant as ever, and a faint morning mist was wafting through the trees, and everywhere you could see the branches of leaves, and the leaves of the grass and wildflowers, and the crystal dew drops fluttering gently in the breeze.

In the distance, there is a crisp and pleasant birdsong in the depths of the dense forest, which makes people feel clear in the ears, as if they are in a fairyland.

In this earthly resort, Taoist fairyland, a short and fat figure slowly appeared on the path in the forest, it was Tian Buyi.

It seemed a little incongruous with the surrounding beauty, Tian Buyi's face was a little solemn, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and the expression on his face looked preoccupied.

And at this moment, there is no one around him, and it also seems a little weird, although Tian Buyi is the first of the Great Bamboo Peak, he is one of the most important people in Qingyunmen, but with his identity, he came to the ancestral hall of the ancestor of the mountain behind the Changmen Tongtian Peak privately, which is obviously a little strange.

On the mountain road, there were no Qingyunmen disciples guarding them, and there was no sound along the way.

In the breeze and the sound of birdsong, Tian Buyi turned the famous three-way crossing, and gradually saw the majestic eaves in the depths of the dense forest.

"When..."

I don't know where the soft sound of bells and drums came from the direction of the front mountain, echoing at the top of Qingyun Mountain.

The empty and fluttering echo made Tian Buyi stop silently, look back, and look.

Heaven and earth are firm, and the sky is blue and infinite!

For thousands of years, it seems that it has not changed.

Tian Buyi's face gradually calmed down, stood silently for a while, and then turned around again and walked towards the ancestral hall.

The empty stone steps were displayed in front of him, and the ancestral hall of the patriarch remained unchanged, like a sleeping giant beast, sleeping gently and lying in the embrace of the forest.

The door of the ancestral hall is still open, and it is still dim inside, and even the light of incense and candles in the depths of the darkness seems to be sleeping, and everything is so quiet.

Tian Buyi walked up the stone steps and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Stepping into the high threshold, a faint sandalwood fragrance suddenly greeted him, and a huge shadow gently poured out from the depths of the hall, gently blocking the light that still existed just now outside the ancestral hall.

Tian Buyi stood in place for a moment, and then slowly walked into the depths. As the footsteps slowly rose and fell, the expression on his face seemed to be slowly changing.

Huge pillars painted with red lacquer stand in a staggered manner in the main hall, supporting the majestic hall.

The yellow curtains hanging from the ceiling dome hung quietly beside the columns, many of which looked a little shabby, as if they were a vicissitudes of life, revealing from the aging yellow.

The past seems to be frozen here.

The ancestral hall was very quiet, and there was hardly a sound to be heard, only the footsteps of Tian Buyi echoed in the silent shadows around him.

Behind the huge offering table in the distance, countless incense burns brightly and quietly, just like mysterious and strange eyes, watching the figure shuttling through the shadows of the temple.

Turning the thickest pillar on the hall and walking behind the low-hanging yellow curtain, Tian Buyi finally stopped.

In front of him was an open space, and there were three rows of futons on the ground, seven in each row, and on the middle of the first row, a familiar figure sat there, motionless.

In front of the futon, there was a large offering table, and the fruit offerings were placed all over the table, and in the middle was a large incense burner, but it was very strange inside, only three fine incense sticks were inserted, and the light smoke slowly floated up.

Through the smoke-filled offering table, in the deep darkness behind the table, a myriad of tablets could be faintly seen, each of which seemed to have handwriting on it, placed squarely on the spiritual seat in the shadows.

Tian Buyi's face slowly became heavy and with a hint of respect, facing the spiritual position of the ancestors of Qingyunmen, his gaze first stayed on the once familiar back for a moment, and then walked up silently.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's body moved slightly, but he didn't look back.

Tian Buyi walked slowly to the offering table, looked at the countless spiritual positions shrouded in the shadows, inhaled deeply, and then took out three fine incense sticks from the incense bag next to the incense burner, carefully lit the candle next to it, took a step back, stood three feet in front of the offering table, respectfully held the incense and bowed three times.

The place where Dao Xuan Zhenren was sitting on the futon was only six feet away from the offering table, but the glimmer of light in front of him seemed to be unable to illuminate his location. In the dim shadows, he slowly raised his head, and Tian Buyi's figure stood in front of him with his back to him.

In the depths of the darkness, suddenly, like a ghost fire in the depths of the underworld, there was a "suddenly" sound, and two rays of light flashed instantly.

Almost at the same time, like an invisible ghost howling sound wave swept through the main hall, all the incense candles and lights, except for the three fine incense sticks held in Tian Buyi's hand, all lit up.

Tian Buyi had finished his visit at this moment, and he was about to insert the fine incense into the incense burner when he stepped forward, but his body suddenly stopped, and even the hand holding the incense paused in mid-air.

In the main hall, there was a dead silence in an instant, and the two figures, one standing and one sitting, seemed to freeze and motionless.

The yellow curtain in the distance, somehow, as if there was a breeze blowing in the main hall, fluttered lightly a few times, and then slowly stilled.

In a trance, this hall, which was once a quiet and sleeping, was like a monster that woke up, coldly, and opened its eyes.

I don't know how long it took, the mysterious ghost fire in the eyes of Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly disappeared again, it came suddenly, and it went quickly.

As the strange eyes slowly closed, the originally solemn hall suddenly eased down, and the surrounding candle flames gradually lost their brightness and returned to their original glimmer.

The fine incense in Tian Buyi's hand was still lit in a curling manner, and three tiny incense sticks loomed in the dark.

It's just that the fine incense trembled, but the white ash fell down lightly and fell on Tian Buyi's hand.

Tian Buyi's face was indifferent, he glanced coldly at the incense ash on the back of his hand, stood silently for a moment, shook his hand slightly, shook off the incense ash, and then stepped forward and respectfully inserted three fine incense sticks into the incense burner.

Six sticks of incense were lit in the incense burner at the same time, and the light smoke wafted and rose.

Tian Buyi didn't say a word, and bowed to the spiritual seat three more times, and then slowly turned around and faced the figure sitting on the futon on the ground.

"Senior Brother Daoxuan," he looked at that person deeply, for some reason, his eyes were surprised, sad, and even more faintly painful, and said slowly: "We meet again!" ”

Most of Dao Xuan's real face was shrouded in shadows, and he couldn't see it really.

In the face of Tian Buyi's voice, he seemed to be deaf and did not react at all, still sitting quietly like that.

Tian Buyi stood and looked at him for a moment, and didn't say anything, but the expression on his face became heavier and heavier.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he stepped away, but he walked to Dao Xuan Zhenren's side, and sat down on another futon less than three feet away from him.

Above the main hall, there was silence.

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