"Present the Lord! Elder Gong of Danfang wrote today, saying that he was weak and incapacitated, and he was unable to bear the burden of Danfang, and he wanted to return to his hometown and retire for the rest of his life. ”

"Present the Lord! This morning, Bao Xiangguo sent a letter, discussing the cancellation of next year's orders for pills and magic circles, and at the same time postponing the dojo fasting and prayer rituals. ”

Two voices came one after the other.

Although the words are not urgent, they are enough to pierce the harmonious scene of birds and insects singing outside the Yunxin Palace.

Even the little Taoist boy who sprinkled and swept outside the hall had his ears pricked up intentionally or unintentionally.

"yes, got it."

The majestic voice that was not too old came out of the Yunxin Palace.

"If you have a dream in life, you don't have to be demanding, just let them go and deal with it as usual."

Indifferent and calm, the ancient well has no waves.

I seem to have been used to it for a long time.

This response has become a rule in recent days, and it was expected by the breeze and the bright moon.

Although there was a little resentment on his face, he could only helplessly respond yes and retreat.

There were only a few little road boys left, carrying brooms and kettles, gathered together in one place, gossiping and gossiping.

"This month alone, it's the third, right? If it goes on like this, how many elders will there be left in our Wuzhuang Temple? ”

There is a Taoist boy with a sad face, obviously worrying about the future.

"Who says it's not, since the last year, the ginseng fruit trees should not bloom, and the elders and deacons have completely lost their minds, and the view has become more and more withered."

There was a Taoist boy on the side who responded, and his face was quite calm.

"I heard that Elder Xi in the instrument room also said that he was old and frail, and his energy was low."

There is also a wide range of Taoist news, glanced left and right, and said in a low voice:

"How do you know that after the old man returned to his hometown, he appeared in the Dragon Pressing Dragon Cave in the next day, and became the refiner of the nine-tailed fox old lady."

"I heard that two virgin fox girls were also given, and Elder Xi never stepped out of the cave for three days and three nights, how can he look like he is not energetic......"

"Ah, this? The good Daomen is authentic and doesn't stay, and runs to work for a monster? ”

Xiao Daotong, who was worried in front of him, suddenly stared at his eyes and exclaimed in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

"You know ...... What's that. ”

The boy looked disdainful, glanced at it with a slanted eye, and continued:

"In the hands of the nine-tailed fox old lady, there is a treasure, called the 'golden rope', which is said to be Laojun's personal trouser belt."

Wuzhuang view only respects heaven and earth, not worship the three Qings.

Even with the little boy in the view, there is not much evasion when it comes to the name of Lao Jun.

However, when it comes to this, the tone is still a little lower.

"What do you think? The waistband, what a private thing? How can it end up in the wrong hands? ”

"And it's a coincidence that it fell into the hands of the fox clan old lady, who is the best at charm and seduction, and is peerless?"

When the boy said this, he couldn't help but squeeze his eyebrows and smile.

"In my opinion, if you really talk about the authenticity of the Daomen."

"The Seven Kings of the Fox on the Dragon Mountain are only afraid that they are more orthodox than our Wuzhuang Temple!"

……

Inside the Yunxin Palace.

The hall is high and wide, vast and empty.

Only in front of a low red table, a famous young Taoist priest sat cross-legged.

Mo was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a blue robe.

The body is straight and straight, and the facial features are clear.

The black eyes under the sword eyebrows are like ink that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, and they shine brightly between the looks of it.

At this time, he was concentrating, fiddling with a few fragments of jade on the table.

Listening to the gossip of the children outside the hall, both true and false, I couldn't help but slow down a little and frown slightly.

Even the sweepers have heard of this matter.

How can he hide it from Qin Chuan, the acting master.

However, the situation is stronger than people.

Guan Zhu Zhen Yuanzi claims to be a retreat, but in fact he is missing, and it has been thousands of years.

The ginseng fruit tree lacks aura, the flowering period has passed, and the buds have not yet grown, let alone flowers and fruits.

The two pillars were broken one after another.

Wuzhuang Guan has long been in domestic and foreign difficulties, unable to make ends meet.

Xiu Xian asked, he has always paid attention to the law of wealth.

Wealth, indisputably in the first place.

Nowadays, even the most basic spiritual stones and pills cannot be supplied as usual in the daily practice.

A group of elders and deacons, if they are poor, they will change and go elsewhere, which is understandable.

After all, although Wuzhuang Temple is famous, it is still a Taoist temple in essence, not a sect.

The Taoist Gate pays attention to the nature of all laws, and when you come, you will come, and if you go, you will go.

There is no strong binding force like the secular forces, which are taboo and taboo.

If Qin Chuan is really the junior disciple of Zhen Yuanzi, the Tao is through the Xuan, comparable to Da Luo.

Maybe you can also use some thunderous tactics to slow down the decline a little.

It's a pity that Qin Chuan is not.

Up and down the view, they all love to compliment the lord of the view of the face of the master, the skin is like a green onion, and the face is like a child.

Only Qin Chuan knew in his heart that he was indeed a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, not a thousand-faced Daojun of Laoshizi.

……

Qin Chuan has been in this world for almost a year.

Late at night a year ago, Qin Chuan was browsing the website with great interest, and a security warning suddenly popped up on the screen.

As a veteran surfer, I didn't care, and casually clicked "ignore the risk and continue to visit".

Unexpectedly, the moment the mouse clicked, the brain was spinning.

When I regained consciousness, I was already under the ginseng fruit tree.

The elders and boys who came and went saw this strange appearance, but they did not doubt it.

I only laugh and praise the major of Daiguan as profound, and the magic power of a thousand faces is even more than before.

Qin Chuan was still full of doubts at the beginning.

The sound and appearance are all very different.

Why is it that the people in the middle and bottom of the view, but they can all speak in unison, and they say that they are the acting viewers.

Later, I knocked on the side, and it became clear.

Before Zhen Yuanzi disappeared, he handed over all the affairs of Wuzhuang Guanzhong to the same junior disciple and Qianmian Daojun.

Among them, the most important thing is the spiritual root of heaven and earth, and the ginseng fruit tree.

With the assistance of Zhen Yuanzi.

The thousand-faced Taoist monarch and the ginseng fruit tree are in harmony with each other, the breath is connected, and the spiritual root is thousands of qi in one.

The Taoist boys in Wuzhuang Temple are familiar with the breath of ginseng fruit trees, and they are no strangers to it.

Therefore, when identifying the Acting Lord, it is never based on physical appearance.

It can be easily identified by simply using the breath sensor.

With such a bondage, I don't know if it's a trust or whether it should be called a bondage.

Although Qin Chuan didn't know, why he was confused, he bound his breath to the ginseng fruit tree.

I don't know where the original substitute is now.

However, when he first arrived, he didn't dare to reveal his identity indiscriminately.

Traversers, in the eyes of this kind of Dao Sect Authenticity, are no different from extraterritorial heavenly demons.

If there is no ginseng fruit tree to cover the breath, and it is exposed to people in front of people, I am afraid that the five thunder bombardments will be light.

In a hurry, I had to accept it.

From the moment he nodded his head, Qin Chuan knew it.

In this life, I am worth my life.

and the ginseng fruit tree in front of me with flourishing branches and leaves on the outside, and decaying spiritual energy on the inside.

I'm afraid it's closely related, and it's hard to get out of it anymore.

If Wuzhuangguan goes bankrupt, the tree will fall and scatter.

Others can find another way out.

But for Qin Chuan, it was a real disaster.

Thinking of this, he shook his head vigorously.

Recite the mantra of purifying your mind and leave many distracting thoughts behind.

Concentrate and continue to fiddle with the white and smooth warm jade pieces on the table.