The two Taoist priests clasped their hands together and silently followed behind me.

Before and after entering the vermilion gate, I saw that there was a courtyard inside, this courtyard was very large, green pine, ink bamboo, rockery, etc., everything.

After passing through the courtyard, there is a large hall in front of you.

On both sides of the main hall, two lines of words are written.

Respect heaven and earth, worship Sanqing.

Know the past, know the future.

These two short lines of words are enough to show that this Taiyi concept is not simple.

In the hall, there was an old Taoist priest.

This old Taoist priest is about seventy years old, with crane hair and a childish face, fairy wind and bones, and a Taoist robe, just like a master in the world.

The immortal-like momentum of the old Taoist priest feels like an immortal in the clouds, a master who lives in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain.

Grandpa is also around seventy years old, but compared with this old Taoist, grandpa is very old, and he does not have the feeling of fairy wind and bones.

But grandpa is different from this old Taoist, because grandpa is not a Taoist, he wants to raise me, and grandpa's longevity is the continuation of his father's life, so over the years, his old man must be extremely sad and painful, and he is not as good as living in death, and he naturally ages quickly.

The old Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, standing in the main hall with a fairy wind and bones, looking at the burden in my hand with a sad expression.

I'm very curious, why does this old Taoist priest know that we are here, and why do you know that there are the white bones of a person in my baggage.

Could it be that the ancestor told him, but this is unlikely, because ghosts generally do not enter the Taoist temple.

Although the ancestor is not an ordinary ghost, a ghost is a ghost, and it is essentially a ghost, which cannot be changed.

"The two little donors, the poor Dao Xuansong Dao people, are polite." Seeing me and the fat man coming, the old Taoist priest saluted and said politely.

It turns out that his name is Xuansong Daoren, and it is estimated that he is a senior brother with Xuanyi, because he is also a Xuanzi generation.

"I've seen Xuansong Daoist, the younger Wang Changqing." I said respectfully.

"Two donors, thank you for sending my junior brother's bones back to the Taoist temple." Xuansong Daoist said respectfully.

"Dao Chief, may I ask why you know that we are coming here today, and we will also send back the white bones of the Xuanyi people?" I wondered.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

Xuansong Daoist waved the dust and said, "Poor Dao watched the sky at night last night, and learned that today, there will be a noble person who will send back the white bones of his junior brother. ”

It turned out to be watching the sky at night!

I have no doubt about this, because true Taoists have great supernatural powers.

The fat man was dissatisfied: "Old Taoist, I didn't say you, since you know that your junior brother is dead, why don't you send someone to retrieve his white bones, and cause us trouble." ”

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

Xuansong Daoist said solemnly: "The junior brother of the poor Dao, Xuanyi, disappeared twenty years ago, although I calculated that the junior brother was killed and died, but I still can't count where the junior brother died, but today, the two nobles personally sent back the white bones of the junior brother, and the poor Dao is very grateful." ”

"I, Wang Changqing, a disciple of Xuanyi, personally sent the family teacher Bai Gu back to watch."

I remembered the instructions of my ancestor that I must be a disciple of Xuanyi, so I knelt down respectfully and lifted my burden.

Xuansong Daoren's deep eyes looked at me, and his old eyes flashed with essence.

After looking at me solemnly, Xuansong Daoren nodded and said, "Okay, good, good, since you are my junior disciple, then his mantle and magic weapon will be officially inherited by you." ”

"Thank you, uncle." I bow my head and give thanks.

Originally, I was a little worried that Taiyi Guan would not take away the lightning strike wood, purple fire and red rope, etc., but the Lord did not return it.

If Xuansong Dao really wants to take it back, I can't help it, after all, this is the magic weapon of Taiyi Temple.

Those two little Taoist priests took over my burden and took away the white bones of Xuanyi.

I know that they will choose a good place to bury Xuanyi and his own people.

"Uncle Shi, don't you want to know where and why your teacher died?" I asked.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

Xuansong Taoist said: "I watched the sky last night, calculated a hexagram, and already knew the cause and effect. ”

Cut!

The fat man said dissatisfiedly: "On the old road, you don't match the preface, you just said that you can't count everything that happened to Xuanyi, why do you say it now, it was calculated last night." ”

The old Taoist priest was not angry either, and explained: "Last night, I did calculate everything, but before that, everything could not be calculated. ”

I know, maybe it's because of Skeletron.

The fat man waved his hand and said impatiently: "Forget it, fat brother I'm tired like a dog now, I'm too lazy to scare you, but you gave my brother benefits, shouldn't you also give me some benefits, after all, I also have credit." ”

This dead fat man actually wants benefits.

Hehe!

Xuansong Daoist smiled kindly and said, "This donor, may I ask you what benefits you want." ”

The fat man rubbed his two fingers, that means, you know the drop.

Xuansong Daoist smiled slightly and said: "The poor Taoist is a monk, and the money is on all living beings, so what is the use of asking for money." ”

Ha ha!

The fat man smiled and said, "Brother Wang, listen, this old Taoist priest actually said that his money is on all living beings, is the money on us also his?" ”

I thought to myself, this dead fat man, it's really stupid, Xuansong Dao people mean that all living beings are his food and clothing, so he doesn't need money.

"Although Poor Dao has nothing to thank, it can satisfy a wish of the two of you, you can each make a request, and I will do my best to Poor Dao." Xuansong Daoren said.

The fat man looked at the two lines of words on the side of the door of the main hall and said: "Since you are coaxing, what do you say to know the past and know the future, then please show me your face, I can have a few wives in the future, I can earn hundreds of millions, and how many children I can have." ”

I really want this dead fat man, and he is really big, he still wants a few wives, a group of children, and hundreds of millions, is he dreaming?

Xuansong Daoren looked at the fat man's face carefully, and saw that he had a serious expression.

"Why, can't you tell?" The fat man said proudly.

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

Xuansong Daoist said solemnly: "This donor, do you really want to know? ”

"Nonsense, don't want to know, why do I ask you?" The fat man may have seen Xuansong Dao Immortal Wind Dao Bone, and he felt that the other party was pretending to be comparative, so he was a little unhappy.

"No regrets?" Gensong Daoren continued to ask.

The fat man glanced at Xuansong Daoren, this birdman, full of gunpowder smell, I can't see people's fairy wind bones.

Xuansong Daoist was very dignified, and said word by word: "Donor, you will not die well in the future, your life will not be good, not good." ”

Poof!

The fat man almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and said violently: "Old Taoist, you dare to scold me for not dying well, believe it or not, I beat you." ”

After speaking, the fat man clenched his fists and wanted to scare Xuansong Daoren.

"Fatty, don't be rude." I said solemnly.

Hum!

With a cold snort, the fat man stood aside dissatisfied, and said, "For the sake of your age, I won't care about you, then you can also calculate for my brother Wang, how many wives he will have in the future." ”

Xuansong Daoren looked at me carefully and suddenly said in surprise: "You are already dead." ”

What, I'm already dead!

Hearing this, my heart was cold and annoyed.

I'm still alive and well, I still have a heartbeat, and I can breathe, but the people of Xuansong Dao actually said that I was dead.

This is simply unbelievable, if it weren't for the sake of calling him uncle, I really want to be mad.

"Brother Wang, listen, he scolded you, and even said that you were dead." The fat man seemed to be a pig Bajie complaining, and he was very dissatisfied.

But I have a bad feeling.

"Senior nephew Wang, you are destined to be lonely for the rest of your life in the future, and you are about to come to a catastrophe, listen to Uncle Wang's words, you should go to the Snow Mountain as soon as possible." Xuansong Daoren continued.

The fat man said angrily: "Brother Wang, this old Taoist priest is a liar, just now he said that you are dead, and now he says that you are destined to be lonely for the rest of your life, don't you say that he is full of loopholes, I can't help but want to beat him." ”

"Fatty, don't be rude."

I told the fat man to shut up, and then wanted to ask Gensong Daoren why he let me go to Daxue Mountain.

But as soon as I looked up, I found that the Xuansong Dao people were gone.

He was still in the hall just now, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

"What about people."

The fat man looked around, scratched his head, and said, "Brother Wang, where is the dead liar?" ”

"Maybe it's gone." I lost it.

"This old boy, a thief who slips away." The fat man said.

After the Xuansong Daoist disappeared, none of those little Taoist priests came out to receive us.

This is too realistic, we just sent back the bones of the Xuanyi people, but they didn't even entertain them, not to mention the delicious food and drink, there must be a cup of tea.

The fat man also complained, this hospitality is too bad.