After the front yard, it was a quiet path.

The sound of Ding Boiling slowly drifted away, no longer mixed in the ears, but replaced by the ethereal and graceful chirping of insects and birds, as well as the tinkling of streams.

The soft voice and gentle breath made the restless heart slowly calm down.

After the quiet path, there is a pavilion on the stone wall of the creek in the distance, and on the pavilion, there are two old Taoist priests in black robes chatting.

Getting closer, Xin Xi looked up, and the two veterans were very thin, but they looked extremely energetic.

"Master! Xin Shiyi Lang Xin Zhen is visiting! The little boy ran over quickly, his steps were brisk, as if his body had no weight.

The two veterans turned around, and one of them laughed loudly: "Zhang Jiudeng, someone is looking for you again." ”

Zhang Jiudeng, who had a long face and white hair, chuckled: "Uncle Guo, this is obviously coming to you." Lao Dao, this festival is held every year, every year the door can be crowded, this year, Uncle Guo, as soon as you come, it will be a city! ”

Uncle Cao Guo got up and laughed: "Come to me? Then I'm not there! ”

With a loud laugh, Uncle Cao Guo's body was vertical, like a big bird, tossing and turning, and disappeared into the forest.

Zhang Jiudeng shook his head, turned around, and said gently: "Axi, invite the guests up." ”

Xiao Daotong, named Ah Xi, nodded, turned around and ran quickly to Xin Xi: "Eleven Lang, please!" ”

Xin Xi nodded, but he was a little shocked in his heart, the uncle Cao Guo just now, it was really the same as Fei, and he was gone......

No wonder he is rumored to be a first-class character of the gods!

Moreover, Uncle Cao Guo seems to be a figure in the Zhenzong period, during the Zhenzong period, he married his daughter to the current Renzong, and now the Emperor Renzong is about to hang, this old man is afraid that he is more than 100 years old......

Could it really be a fairy?!

Xin Xi was speechless for a while, and glanced back at Thirty-Six.

Thirty-six is inexplicable: "The information of the Daomen and Buddhism is all controlled by Xin San, I don't know." ”

Xin Zhen shook his head, who asked you for information!

"Is Uncle Cao really an immortal?!" Xin Xi asked pretending not to care, but his heart suddenly improved.

Thirty-six shook his head: "Ancestor Chen is the only certain immortal, as for Uncle Cao...... Not so clear! ”

Chen Jian is a fairy? That's a fairy?!

Xin Xi said that he couldn't understand this big song.

But it seems that there is no need to understand, didn't Thirty-six say it, who is really recognized as a person among the immortals, there is only one Chen Shu in the entire Great Song Dynasty, in this way, even if there is a little deviation from the history of the Great Song Dynasty in this world, it will not affect the overall situation, at least, it will not suddenly jump out of a bunch of immortals, telling Xin Xi that this Great Song Dynasty is actually a fairy world......

If you really jump out of a bunch of immortals......

Xin Xi shook his head slightly, it's nonsense, immortals or something, maybe there have always been, and even in later generations, there are immortals, but immortals are no longer social species, and probably won't be boring to fight for power and profit, right?!

Unless, this is the Internet Immortal of later generations, one by one, immortal cultivators, who do not comprehend the Great Dao, and fight and kill every day for power and profit......

Thinking of these inexplicable things, and then complaining about the unobtrusive networks of the later generations, Xin Xi followed Xiao Daotong and slowly walked towards the pavilion.

The sound of the rushing water by the stream became clearer and clearer, as clear as if it were a high-quality piece of music.

Xin Xi stepped forward to salute: "Xin Jia Xin Eleven Xin Zhen, I have seen Zhang Daochang!" ”

Zhang Jiudeng smiled and nodded: "Poor Dao has seen Eleven Lang." ”

After the old Taoist priest saw the salute, he sat down directly, not kneeling, but the kind of cross-sitting when practicing in the Daomen, and the way of sitting cross-legged with five hearts upward.

Xin Xi tried, but he really couldn't make the palms of his feet face the sky, smiled, and sat down honestly on his knees.

Li Luo and Thirty-six also quickly knelt beside Xin Xi, with a respectful expression, which is a respect for Taoism, because today, Taoism is the state religion. Even if the official family is in person, they have to sit on their knees honestly and maintain respect for the Daomen.

Xin Xi couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he looked at this scene, sure enough, only Taoism is the state religion, and in history, whenever Taoism is the state religion, basically, a prosperous dynasty will be created.

Just like the rule of Wenjing during the Han Dynasty, it was to respect the art of Taoism Huang Lao, and later the rule of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty was also to respect Taoism. Tang Xuanzong also respected the Tao during the first century, and after Tianbao worshiped the Buddha, the Tang Dynasty declined.

The same is true of today's Song Dynasty, starting from Taizong's encounter with Chen Tuan, Taoism became the state religion, and the Great Song Dynasty flourished.

Perhaps, this is a bit superstitious, but all the hard work can be crossed, so superstition is probably not superstitious in fact, right?!

When Xin Zhen was thinking nonsense, the old Taoist Zhang Jiudeng gently stroked his beard and said, "Ah Xi, serve tea!" ”

Xiao Daotong quickly got up, looked for four teacups, grabbed the teapot on the fire beside him, poured the hot tea into the teacups, and saluted them one by one.

Xin Xi picked up the teacup and took a sip gently: "Good tea!" ”

Zhang Jiudeng chuckled: "Eleven Lang, let's talk about this tea?!" ”

Xin Zhen shook his head: "Xin doesn't actually understand tea, but he loves to drink it, and he only thinks that tea can clear his heart, but this bowl of tea is a little more fragrant than the tea in Xin's house, so I think it's good tea!" ”

"Eleven Lang is sincere!" Zhang Jiudeng smiled: "This tea is actually just wild tea in the deep mountains, it is not as good as Jiangning Silver Needle, and it is not as good as Longjing." But it is the most natural, in line with the true meaning of the Tao. ”

"Dao Chang Takami!" Xin Zhen complimented him slightly, and then said, "Dao Chief, Xin has something to ask for!" ”

"Oh?" Zhang Jiudeng shook his head, he originally thought that this eleven lang knew how to purify his natural heart, but he didn't want to be full of worldly utilitarianism, but since he had already said it, he might as well listen to it.

"Please!"

Xin Zhen chuckled: "I built a football team in Luoyang, and I want to let them perform at this Beichen Taoist Temple after the festival, I don't know if it will be convenient for one or two?" ”

Zhang Jiudeng chuckled: "Is it for profit?!" ”

"For!" As soon as Xin Xi said this word, he saw Zhang Jiudeng's face become indifferent.

Xin Xi didn't care at all, and continued: "It's just for the benefit of people's livelihood!" ”

"Oh?" Zhang Jiudeng raised his head, his eyes flashing.

"Football is established, in this Luoyang, the kid plans to work with the city's rangers, or for the players, or for the logistics, so that these rangers have a way to live, these rangers have a way to live, then the disturbance will be reduced a lot, the people can be healthy, in addition, the oil wall car can also enter Luoyang, convenient for the people's livelihood! This is for the benefit of people's livelihood! Xin Zhen said indifferently.

Zhang Jiudeng didn't care: "High-sounding, it sounds good, but in the end, Shiyi Lang, don't you have to do anything yourself?!" I'm afraid that the big head or Eleven Lang you have to go, and what you get is the people's fat and people's anointing! ”

Xin Ji had a headache, what Zhang Jiudeng said was indeed the truth, no matter how beneficial the people and the country were, the first thing must be to benefit oneself.

At this time, Xin Xi couldn't help but miss the group of white, tender and fat monks, if this Beichen Taoist Temple was a temple, as long as the temple host was stuffed with one hundred and eighty yuan, an exhibition match, absolutely all the way to the green light!

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