The ancestor worship ceremony of Yunjiguan is imminent, and Fuluan Temple is also busy up and down.

Especially Fuluan Lao Dao, he almost felt sad about this.

But Fuluanguan was too small to find the left-behind personnel.

First of all, he was definitely going.

Xuanyun Daotong, as his key disciple, has to broaden his horizons and connect with the various avenues.

Needless to say, the ghost boy will definitely have to be taken away, and he won't be at ease if he stays.

It's just that this time, the Taoist temple is only left with the newly recruited Taoist miscellaneous servants, and Fuluan Lao Dao is really a little relieved.

Could it be that the door is closed for this?

But even if the door is closed, these people can't be sent home, right?

After thinking about it, Fuluan Lao Dao patted his thigh, and simply visited several old Confucians in Qingshui County and invited them to live for a few days.

Let the Taoist miscellaneous servants serve left and right.

He also hired a few scholars to read the scriptures.

The matter left behind was suddenly resolved.

After settling down on trivial matters, Fuluan Lao Dao immediately hired a carriage and headed for Xishan City.

This time, Fuluanguan not only has to take advantage of the Yunjiguan festival to announce his comeback and return to the Daomen.

He also has the will of his ancestors - the method of searching for nightmares.

The latter, in particular, is more important in the eyes of Fuluan Lao Dao.

For this reason, Master Zu has already instructed that in case of nightmares, you can exchange the technique of ghost and immortal descending, or even the technique of fragmentation!

In this regard, Fuluan Lao Dao not only did not feel surprised, but felt that it was very normal.

It is really the exchange of the ancestor and the Qingwei Palace and the Yunji Temple, which has already made Fuluan Guan taste the sweetness.

Now Fuluan Guan has the Ben Erjing method by his side, and finally has a bit of orthodox Taoist style.

So much so that Fuluan Lao Dao is looking forward to this festival!

In this anticipation, the boring journey is not worth mentioning.

Compared with the complex mind of Fuluan Lao Dao, for Xuanyun and Wangsheng, who are going out for the first time, the journey itself is worth looking forward to.

Along the way, a person and a little ghost lay on the car window, looking at everything new, watching everything interesting, chattering and asking non-stop.

Unconsciously, Xishan City is already in sight.

However, the carriage did not enter the city, and turned into another official road from a distance, and drove straight to Yunjiguan.

——It costs money to stay in the guest house in the city, so it is better to live in the guest room arranged by Yunjiguan, which is also convenient for exchanging experiences with fellow Taoists.

The carriage traveled to the Yunji Temple, and under the Yunji archway, there were already Tsing Yi guests who greeted guests from all over the world.

Fuluan Lao Dao got out of the carriage early, led Xuanyun Daotong, and walked there.

When he got closer, Xuanyun Daotong solemnly took out the Yunji Temple invitation card and offered it with both hands.

"It turned out to be a friend of Fuluan Temple, and the distinguished guest came to the door, and it was shining!"

Knowing the guest is humble and respectful, and the end is like a spring breeze.

"Chatter, chatter!"

Fuluan Lao Dao smiled and bowed his hand, and under the guidance of the Taoist child of Yunji Temple, he entered Yunji Temple.

Along the way, Xuanyun Daotong opened his eyes.

Although I obey the teachings of my master, I don't dare to look around, nor do I dare to ask questions;

But as far as the eye could see, it was still an eye-opener for him.

For the first time, I realized what it means to be a famous family!

I saw that the cloud pole view was built according to the mountain, the mountains and forests were shaded, the green and green tiles were spout, and the green mountains covered the red walls.

Hundred-year-old trees, thick moss wall roots, ten-year murals, bronze incense burners...... Almost everywhere, after not taking a few steps, Xuanyun Dao Tong had already lost his way.

It's easy to walk to an open place, and then look at the west slanting sun, and you can't tell if it's the sunset? Or the rising sun?

It wasn't until he entered the guest room and waited for the guide boy to leave that Xuanyun Daotong said excitedly: "Master, it's so big here!" ”

Fuluan Lao Dao put down his salute and said with a smile: "Do you like it?" ”

"Hmm!"

"What about Fuluanguan?"

"The master came to teach me again, the son is not ugly, the dog is not poor, Fuluan Temple is a thatched house, and it is also the Taoist temple of Xuanyun!"

"Good, good!" Fu Luan Lao Dao laughed.

"One day, the disciples will also develop the Taoist temple as brilliant as Yunji."

"Ambitious! However, Xuanyun, you have to remember well, we are in the Daomen, seek the avenue, hope for longevity, these vashes are just foreign objects, don't be blinded, as the so-called: the mountain is not high, there is a fairy name. The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it is spiritual......"

Seeing that the master was about to put on a show of earnest teaching, Xuanyun nodded again and again:

"Got it! Got it! Master, don't recite the scriptures again! ”

Seeing this, Fuluan Lao Dao shook his head with a smile, bent his fingers and gently tapped Xuanyun's head, and said no more.

"Okay, clean up, have a good rest, Ming'er and Weishi Guang have a good relationship!"

"Got it! Master...... Can hope be born? ”

"Don't leave the guest house!"

……

……

In the early morning of the next day, when the red sun first appeared, Fuluan Lao Dao led Xuanyun Daotong and began his visit.

At the beginning, Xuanyun Daotong was still full of interest, listening to the exchange of demon slaying experiences between various sects and factions, it was an eye-opener, and he was so happy.

But gradually, he was a little unhappy.

There is no other reason, Fuluanguan is always with the last seat wherever he goes.

There is no humiliation in the various views, but the inadvertent snub makes people a little disheartened.

As a junior, he doesn't need to talk about it.

Saved a lot of effort.

But it is precisely because of the juniors, standing behind the master, that you can always see the scenery that others can't see.

In the guest hall room, beside the stone table in the pavilion, and the three or five fake stone piles, the master always sits in the most marginal corner, looking at the smile on his face, drinking the breeze, Mu Rihua, and sitting and discussing.

Actually, you can't say a few words after a game.

The wheel dojo is always those famous factions, talking about it there!

Even if the quarrel is red and spread outside, it will not lose a true temperament praise.

On the other hand, the master basically couldn't interject, occasionally picked up people to talk about his leisure, said a word, and rarely responded, and the topic was quickly turned away again.

Embarrassment, sadness, frustration!

If Xuanyun Dao Tong can understand the content of the Dao, it can also alleviate some embarrassment.

But he couldn't understand most of them.

So much so that many occasions of discourse have become a torture for him.

This made him more and more depressed and a little reticent.

The things that the ancestor explained have hardly made progress.

After several inquiries, only a few major sects recorded the method of dreaming.

Fuluan Lao Dao came to the door with a cheeky face, and as soon as he opened his mouth to propose an exchange, he was turned away.

What's even more blunt - the ancestor of Fuluanguan dares to sell Taoism casually, and these Taoist temples that have been inherited for thousands of years dare not give them to others casually without the permission of the ancestors!

The irony is beyond words.

Obviously, the matter of the wanton exchange of Taoism by the ancestor of Fuluan Guan has been spread in secret, and everyone does not say it, but can only say that they disdain to learn from the women in the market to chew their tongues.

But if you come to the door to change the law, it will be a humiliation!

"Master, let's ...... Forget it! ”

It was another early morning, looking at the old Fuluan Dao who was tidying up his clothes and preparing to go out, Xuanyun Daotong suddenly had no head and no tail.

Fu Luan Lao Dao's body stiffened.

frowned and was about to reprimand, but when he saw the dark little face of his disciple, his heart suddenly softened, and his nose was even more sour.

Maybe he shouldn't have let Xuanyun get in touch with the cruelty of reality too early.

However, he really didn't have much to live.

Even if there is the Ben Erjing method given by the ancestor, it is only to specialize in cultivating the soul.

"It's almost time for the celebration, right?"

"Ming'er is."

"So fast? Well, on the last day, have a good rest! ”

Fu Luan nodded and agreed to his disciple's request.

After the celebration, there will be an open-air puja at Yun Ji Guan, which may be his last chance.

The ancestor appeared to the saint, and finally made his nameless old age more magnificent, and he couldn't let the ancestor down.

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