What Lin Jingyuan said was the willow tree in the center. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info on this tree, wrapped with thick yin qi, through the eyes of the gods, most of the yin qi of the Taiping Temple is sucked away by it.

"It's not going to live long. Fang Hong said in his heart, this willow tree is also miraculous, absorbing so much yin qi, it is almost about to become a essence. If Shinto still exists, there may be a great supernatural who will turn it into a spirit of watch.

There are a lot of people from the Lin family this time, and many juniors can't bear the loneliness, and being with the elders is really restrictive.

Fang Hong didn't go, there was really nothing fun here, many places in the backyard were where Taoist priests lived, and some were important places for storing books, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter. And outside the backyard, there is the front hall, where there are so many people who want to die, what does it mean to go?

After a while, Qingyuan Daoist walked in, today he was wearing a yellow robe, wearing a primitive crown on his head, and boots under his feet, matching his temperament, but he looked dignified.

"Old Man Lin, I've kept you waiting. After Qingyuan came in, he bowed slightly to Lin Jingyuan, and Old Man Lin hurriedly returned the salute. The status of this Qingyuan in the Taoist temple is not low, and it is not comparable to ordinary Taoist priests.

"The puja will start in a moment, you and the old lady can watch the ceremony from a close distance, and the uncle of the Lin family can also accompany you on the side. "The Taoist Dharma is a very solemn thing, ordinary people can only watch from a distance, only some nobles can watch and pray from a distance, and only the old man of the Lin family has this qualification, and the uncle of the Lin family is Lin Xianyue, he is the eldest son, and he can also have this opportunity. As for the others, they can only stand at a distance.

"This is nature, Xianyue, bring the offering. Lin Jingyuan laughed, the festival of the Three Yuan Festival is relatively important, he has participated in it many times before, he is familiar with the road, and he knows the rules. After Qingyuan finished speaking, he hurriedly asked Lin Xianyue to take out the incense money.

Lin Xianyue nodded, and took out a box from the side, on which were placed ten ingots of silver, each of which weighed five taels, and it was heavy in his hand, full of weight.

Fifty taels of silver is already a lot, and ordinary people earn more than ten taels of silver a year, and he took out the salary of others for four or five years.

"You are merciful. Qingyuan's expression was solemn, his eyebrows lowered, and he said softly. The source of life of Taoist priests depends on the help of incense money, and big families like the Lin family are all big incense owners.

Seeing this, Fang Hong's heart couldn't help but be a little amused, when he heard people talk about books outside, didn't those Taoist priests all call them "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable"? How could it be changed to "You old compassion"? Calling for mercy, isn't that the word of Buddhism?

He felt strange in his heart, but he didn't know that this was a fallacy in itself. In fact, Taoism does not have a fixed oral language, unlike Buddhism, which often calls "Amitabha". It's just that in order to sound good, those storytellers also set a fixed slogan for the Taoist priests, called "Immeasurable Buddha". After some Taoist priests heard this, they felt that it was wrong, our Taoism does not promote this, there is no Buddha this title, we call the great supernatural power is called Tianzun.

So, those storytellers changed their words and changed the slogan to "Immeasurable Tianzun", which also led to many ordinary people thinking that Taoist priests like to shout "Immeasurable Tianzun" when they are fine, but in fact, serious Taoist priests do not have this habit.

After the two of them had spoken for a while, the ritual was about to begin, and Qingyuan invited everyone to go to the front hall.

"I'm not going to go to the festival, Daoist Qingyuan, do you have any books like Taoist scriptures, I want to see them. "When Fang Hong came here, he found that this place was full of yin qi, it was a good yin place, it must have been the dojo of some cultivators back then, since this was the case, the classics left here might be useful to him.

"Fang Hong, don't mess around. Lin Jingyuan scolded him slightly, maybe Fang Hong didn't understand the rules, but the old man knew, the classics of every family are the most important, and they are the foundation of a inheritance, how can they be shown at will? Some old-fashioned Taoist priests, hearing this, will directly drive you out.

"It turns out that Fang Gongzi is interested in the Taoist scriptures, this is all a trivial matter, and I and Old Man Lin are also old acquaintances, so let's do it, I'll let Daotong take you to the library cave in a while, and you can read whatever books you want, just remember not to damage them." Qingyuan seemed very generous, and immediately smiled slightly, and said very casually.

"So...... Thank you for the long aisle. Lin Jingyuan arched his hand at Qingyuan, and there was a trace of gratitude in his heart. Fang Hong also nodded towards Qingyuan, and thanked the other party in his mouth.

Fang Hong was reluctant to participate in the festival, so everyone did not force it, Lin Jingyuan and the others quickly left with Qingyuan, for them, this festival blessing is the top priority.

"Young Master Fang, come with me. A little Taoist boy saluted Fang Hong, and then took the lead to lead Fang Hong to the east.

The library cave is located on the east side of the backyard, and although it is called a cave, it is actually a small building

Xiao Daotong came to Xiaolou, took out a bunch of keys, and opened the door. The status of the library cave is still quite special, although the Taoist priests take it very seriously, sometimes more than their own lives, but they will not send people to guard it, because no one will come to steal these classics. A real reader can't even read the Confucian classics, how can he have the time to read this?

"Childe, you can go in. The little Dao boy beckoned to Fang Hong and led him in. This small building has only two floors, and when you enter, you will be greeted by a cold air on the first floor. There's not a lot of dust in there, and it looks like people come to clean it every day.

The little boy walked to the desk to the side and reached out to light a stick of incense.

"It's a soothing incense that will help you calm your mind. Dao Tong said while lighting incense. Fang Hong gently sniffed the smell in the air, just took a breath, and felt his spirit soothed, it seemed that this thing did have a calming effect. He guessed that this tranquilizing incense must be extremely expensive, and he didn't know how Taipingguan was willing to take it out.

"Childe, you can read the book here, don't damage the book, otherwise the master will definitely scold. The little Taoist boy smiled at Fang Hong and was about to exit the library cave.

"Thank you, it's a reward. Fang Hong also nodded, stretched out his hand and threw out a piece of broken silver, about a tael, and threw it to the little Taoist boy. Dao Tong stretched out his hand to take it, his face showed joy, and he said a few words of gratitude to Fang Hong.