Over the years, as the reputation of the Taoist temple has grown, some people who want to fish in troubled waters and reap benefits from it appear every day, which gives him a headache.

Originally, this matter only needed to be dismissed by an ordinary disciple in the sect at will.

However, the senior brother of the old Taoist priest didn't know what was going on with him, so he actually sent the ghost to plan to go there in person.

After hearing this, the disciples in the audience couldn't help but show a shocked look on their faces, but because the viewer was usually serious and old-fashioned, and his image was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

None of the disciples in the audience dared to come forward to ask, and they all froze in place, pretending to be quails.

The disciple who came to report didn't expect the Guan Master to have the idea of going there in person, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

I thought to myself, if he got the blue eyes of the Lord, he would bring him into the Qin Palace this time, even if he was a boy who watched the fire, it would be a good thing to glorify the ancestors.

At the same time, I also have a little more affection for the old Taoist priest I have never met.

So, the disciple was diligent in the front, leading the way for the viewer, and he looked quite like a fox and a tiger.

Ever since Senior Brother had made alchemy for Emperor Qin, he had seen countless people who tended to be inflammatory, and he couldn't see the thoughts of the disciples who led the way in front of him.

However, he didn't care, there were more such people in the Taoist temple to deal with mundane things, and he would have more time to develop the elixir.

When the disciples in the view saw their own master, they strode towards the outside of the view, and they all looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Then, as soon as this matter spread ten, ten to hundred, all the disciples were alarmed, and some of them really couldn't resist their curiosity, gritted their teeth, and simply followed directly.

With the first to take the lead, there is the second, and the third......

When they crossed the nine-curved corridor, pavilions, water shoes, bluestone pavement, etc., and came to the gate, a large group of people had already followed behind the viewer.

The Lord came in person, one on the left and one on the right, and the two disciples who guarded the door, did not dare to slack off, and knelt down and bowed together.

And the disciple who led the way retreated to the side and waited when the gatekeeper knelt and bowed.

After turning his head to see the black people behind the viewer, he looked shocked, and just wanted to shout out to all the senior brothers, but he was glared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, and the eye knife brushed it.

It seems to say, if you dare to say more, we will divide you into five horses.

People are life-saving, and when they are threatened like this, the disciple who led the way naturally pretended to be deaf and dumb.

When the two disciples saw this, they did the same, bowed down, and after the Lord called them to get up, they turned around and opened the gate without squinting.

As soon as the door opened, everyone outside the door saw a white-clothed, fairy-style Taoist master, I don't know who shouted his way, and all the people knelt down and saluted.

Outside the gate, the only one who never knelt was the old Taoist priest, seeing the familiar figure and familiar face of the senior brother in Dahongnei, he was a little afraid to recognize each other, and he had a kind of homesickness and the urge to cry.

The figure of the old Taoist priest stood in a crowd of coarse cloth clothes, looking abrupt and weird, and it was particularly "eye-catching".

The people knelt on the ground in an orderly manner, their heads hung low, and their faces showed respectful admiration.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the embarrassed old Taoist priest who was dressed like a beggar, and thought to himself that this person was not a fool, and he didn't kneel down when he saw the Heavenly Master, he was dead, it was really pitiful.

Obviously, everyone's hearts were full of schadenfreude, waiting for the Heavenly Master to be angry, waiting for the disciples of Guanzhong to summon the forbidden army and punish this "old beggar" with five horses and corpses.

Only the man who had talked to the old Taoist priest had different ideas from the people, and he faintly felt that he had made the right bet.

This old Taoist priest is really in this Taoist temple, and it has a lot to do with the viewer who stands still and looks at him in a daze.

The disciple behind the master was very puzzled when he saw him standing in place and looking at a beggar from afar.

Instead, I saw that his old man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, crying instead of crying, and happy and sad expressions were even more confusing.

There were also a few disciples who saw that the old Taoist priest did not kneel, and they just wanted to raise their legs and go out to teach him.

Seeing the expression of the viewer, they immediately shrank their feet, and now they know no matter how stupid they are.

The Taoist priest in front of him, who looked like a "beggar", was not swaggering, but really knew his own master, and there must be an unknown story behind it.

Qingglaze, this man is a black-hearted man, and his strength is against the sky.

On weekdays, he hates the proximity of women the most, he thinks that they are weak and troublesome creatures, and he doesn't know what pity and cherishing jade is.

In Qing Glaze's heart, in his mind, he didn't care about anything now except for the goal of destroying the Shanhai Continent, destroying its lives, and becoming purgatory.

It can be said that as long as he can achieve his wishes, even if Qingglaze dies now, ashes, and his soul is gone, he doesn't care.

In the face of such a madman, the harder you suppress it, the greater the backlash.

Tomorrow's Dao Dad can easily erase the green glaze, and there is no need to go around such a big circle.

But he is not an old man, seeing that the green glaze is a little stronger, and there is a comeback posture at any time.

438 knew that Tiandao's father felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities, and he felt guilty about Qing Glaze, and always thought that he was a manufacturable material.

If you can be influenced and have seven emotions and six desires, you will be able to eliminate the negative emotions of the green glaze and transform the evil star of the devastated soul into the blessed star of all sentient beings

To be honest, this change is easy to say, but it is difficult to do, and if you are not careful, you will fall into a situation from which you will never recover.

Originally, before 438 had seen ceramics, it still had hope for this woman.

However, after seeing this product, the possibility of ceramics being able to complete the task is very small, because she feels very unreliable at first glance.

438 really can't understand the intention of Tiandao, for Mao will choose ceramics as the "tasker".

Doesn't it know that this is a big gamble?

If you win, the world will be peaceful, and if you lose, the mountains and seas will be destroyed.

It's really annoying, ahhhh

"Boom, boom, boom, ......". Some things just can't be read, and the more you read it, the more it will appear, and just when the ceramic fugue was too empty and feeling irritable, she suddenly felt hungry, and then a thunderclap sounded in her ears.

"What sound ......"

Xingxing suddenly heard this thunder, his footsteps staggered, and he fell to the ground, and the ceramics that had just been lying on his back also suffered, because a certain beast moved too much, and he couldn't care about the identity of the ceramics, and threw her directly to the ground.

With a "plop", the whole person left a perfect arc in mid-air, and her brain was still in the circle, and when she didn't react at all, she fell to the ground.

I don't know what kind of evil the ceramic hits, her posture on the ground is not "lying flat and walking away", nor is it "four feet to the sky", let alone face to the sky, but humiliating kneeling on the ground.

"Ahhh......h When he fell to the ground, the pain hit, and the ceramic came back to his senses, roaring angrily, which was similar to the roar of a lion in Hedong.

After roaring, the tears of ceramics flowed down like a faucet, and with that pale face, it was almost the same as the weak sister Lin.

Nima, it really hurts, the ceramics now want to kill the beast.

She didn't know that she had completed such a difficult action as kneeling on her knees, but she only knew that there was a moment when her body didn't listen to her call at all.

Also, Ceramics clearly remembers that she was a female man in her previous life, the kind that doesn't shed tears even if she bleeds.

Because, she knows that except for the deceased grandmother, no one will feel distressed even if she is in tears.

Thinking of milk, ceramics and the sentence of the previous life, "How can there be any quiet years, but someone carries the weight for you".

I still remember that the person who was quiet in her previous life was her, but it was her grandmother who carried the weight forward.

As for the parents, they have long since drifted away and become strangers, neither loving nor hating.

What about this life? Without her grandmother, she wants the years to be quiet, and who will carry the weight for her.

Or maybe it's a quiet time

In the middle of summer July, the scorching sun hangs high in the air. Hot weather swept across the country, and this year's Kyoto city was hotter than usual, which made people a little irritated for no reason.

At this time, an unnamed, dilapidated two-story building that smelled of mildew and rot.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......". A hurried doorbell rang, as if urgent, sharp and piercing.

At this time, a young man of about 27 or 8 years old, with an impatient face, shouted: "Coming, coming, press what, hurry to reincarnate ......".

I saw him with a fluffy and messy chicken nest head, looking ordinary, with deep-set eye sockets, black rings, unshaven beard, shirtless upper body, shorts on lower body, slippers on his feet, and frustration all over his body.

The young man's movements were a little sluggish, yawning from time to time, drowsy, with a little tears flashing in the corners of his eyes, obviously looking like he hadn't woken up.

"What are you doing, don't you know that disturbing people's dreams is tantamount to making money and killing people?".

Even if the young man moved, he finally moved to the door, twisted the handle, and as soon as he opened the door, he didn't see who was coming, and he scolded him for splitting his head and covering his face:

"Do you still have any merit......

Outside the door was a man who looked to be about forty-five or six years old, dressed in a blue shirt with the word so-and-so courier written on it.

His hair was messy and damp, his face was sweaty, and his clothes were clinging to his body, looking a little embarrassed.

He was holding a package that was not too big or small.

"I'm sorry, little brother bothered you to take a nap, your place is relatively remote, I used my mobile phone navigation to find the ...... for a long time." In the middle of summer July, the scorching sun hangs high in the air. Hot weather swept across the country, and this year's Kyoto city was hotter than usual, which made people a little irritated for no reason.

At this time, an unnamed, dilapidated two-story building that smelled of mildew and rot.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......". A hurried doorbell rang, as if urgent, sharp and piercing.

At this time, a young man of about 27 or 8 years old, with an impatient face, shouted: "Coming, coming, press what, hurry to reincarnate ......".

I saw him with a fluffy and messy chicken nest head, looking ordinary, with deep-set eye sockets, black rings, unshaven beard, shirtless upper body, shorts on lower body, slippers on his feet, and frustration all over his body.

The young man's movements were a little sluggish, yawning from time to time, drowsy, with a little tears flashing in the corners of his eyes, obviously looking like he hadn't woken up.

"What are you doing, don't you know that disturbing people's dreams is tantamount to making money and killing people?".

Even if the young man moved, he finally moved to the door, twisted the handle, and as soon as he opened the door, he didn't see who was coming, and he scolded him for splitting his head and covering his face:

"Do you still have any merit......

Outside the door was a man who looked to be about forty-five or six years old, dressed in a blue shirt with the word so-and-so courier written on it.

His hair was messy and damp, his face was sweaty, and his clothes were clinging to his body, looking a little embarrassed.

He was holding a package that was not too big or small.

"I'm sorry, little brother bothered you to take a nap, your place is relatively remote, I used my mobile phone navigation to find the ...... for a long time." In the middle of summer July, the scorching sun hangs high in the air. Hot weather swept across the country, and this year's Kyoto city was hotter than usual, which made people a little irritated for no reason.

At this time, an unnamed, dilapidated two-story building that smelled of mildew and rot.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......". A hurried doorbell rang, as if urgent, sharp and piercing.

At this time, a young man of about 27 or 8 years old, with an impatient face, shouted: "Coming, coming, press what, hurry to reincarnate ......".

I saw him with a fluffy and messy chicken nest head, looking ordinary, with deep-set eye sockets, black rings, unshaven beard, shirtless upper body, shorts on lower body, slippers on his feet, and frustration all over his body.

The young man's movements were a little sluggish, yawning from time to time, drowsy, with a little tears flashing in the corners of his eyes, obviously looking like he hadn't woken up.

"What are you doing, don't you know that disturbing people's dreams is tantamount to making money and killing people?".

Even if the young man moved, he finally moved to the door, twisted the handle, and as soon as he opened the door, he didn't see who was coming, and he scolded him for splitting his head and covering his face:

"Do you still have any merit......

Outside the door was a man who looked to be about forty-five or six years old, dressed in a blue shirt with the word so-and-so courier written on it.

His hair was messy and damp, his face was sweaty, and his clothes were clinging to his body, looking a little embarrassed.

He was holding a package that was not too big or small.

"I'm sorry, little brother bothered you to take a nap, your place is relatively remote, I used my mobile phone navigation to find the ...... for a long time." In the middle of summer July, the scorching sun hangs high in the air. Hot weather swept across the country, and this year's Kyoto city was hotter than usual, which made people a little irritated for no reason.

At this time, an unnamed, dilapidated two-story building that smelled of mildew and rot.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......". A hurried doorbell rang, as if urgent, sharp and piercing.

At this time, a young man of about 27 or 8 years old, with an impatient face, shouted: "Coming, coming, press what, hurry to reincarnate ......".

I saw him with a fluffy and messy chicken nest head, looking ordinary, with deep-set eye sockets, black rings, unshaven beard, shirtless upper body, shorts on lower body, slippers on his feet, and frustration all over his body.

The young man's movements were a little sluggish, yawning from time to time, drowsy, with a little tears flashing in the corners of his eyes, obviously looking like he hadn't woken up.

"What are you doing, don't you know that disturbing people's dreams is tantamount to making money and killing people?".

Even if the young man moved, he finally moved to the door, twisted the handle, and as soon as he opened the door, he didn't see who was coming, and he scolded him for splitting his head and covering his face:

"Do you still have any merit......

Outside the door was a man who looked to be about forty-five or six years old, dressed in a blue shirt with the word so-and-so courier written on it.