Old man Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was stunned again, as if he remembered something, but the other little two were deflated and washed and slept.

After Chen Luo left, several juniors were still quite resentful of the shopkeeper's actions.

muttered: "Shopkeeper, you are really a loss, why are you so polite to a person who eats overlord meals, chattering for a long time, or not giving money, it sounds good, but what about this thing, in the end, you have to rely on the shopkeeper in the future?" ”

The other junior waved his hand and hurriedly stopped this trouble, "Don't talk about it, even if that kid is really a ghost pretending to be a ghost, he finally got it away, and besides, why don't you go up at that time, the big guy is still the shopkeeper who has the ability to see it." ”

As he was talking, when another junior was cleaning casually, he was stunned for a while, holding two copper plates in his hands, and hurriedly shouted: "Shopkeeper, the money is here!" ”

When the words fell, the voices were overwhelming.

After returning to the wine shop, Old Man Zhang sat down paralyzed, in a trance, as if he had thought of something, pushed everyone away, desperately returned to his room, rummaged through, and finally held an ancient scroll that was almost submerged in dust, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

A few juniors also rushed over when they heard the sound, looking at the last picture scroll painted on the ancient scroll, which was Chen Luo's copy, and there were a few words written on the sect that were not very clear, but they couldn't read it anymore, at least they could see a few words clearly.

Lin Fang's son-in-law, Lin Xiuyi.

After leaving the liquor store, the boy stretched his waist, woke up a little sleepy, and carried the wine gourd out of town.

In the distance from Pingyao Town, ten miles away, there is a mountain, according to rumors, this mountain has been in the gods, the gods have also passed down the immortal law, preaching a woodcutter here, so that the Taoist priest here, has a trace of hope, seeking longevity, and finally the gods fly up to the heavens, but also set up a heritage.

Named, Xuanxian Temple, and this mountain, also called Daqing Mountain!

In fact, I don't know whether these are true or false, but they are based on a stone statue that looks like an immortal on a mountain cliff, pointing out the rivers and mountains, and gradually evolved into a story.

But the story is really like that.

In fact, the boy also has a lot to do with this Xuan Xianguan.

At that time, the boy was a native of Pingyao, and his parents were both Pingyao locals, but they all died at an early age, leaving the boy alone to live in the world, but the boy was fortunate to have a grandfather, and the family was also a believer.

However, only the young man, when he saw the majestic immortal statue, he did not have the slightest sense of awe, he was still expressionless, the young man's eyes and the immortal statue of unknown years were face to face, and the young man did not have the slightest fear, and he was still plain. It seems that there is still a sense of relaxation like a fish in water.

It was still the young grandfather who forcibly wanted to push the young man to the ground and kowtow to this immortal firmly to show his piety and bless the young man.

In the end, the boy still never knelt down, at most it was only half kneeling, which made the young grandfather angry, and the boy himself wanted to kneel down for his parents, but he was the other foot, and he couldn't kneel.

In the end, a Taoist priest in the view stopped, and he didn't give up at first, and in the end, the Taoist priest had to say helplessly: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, pious heart, heavenly immortals are naturally watching, sincere and natural spirit, and the avenue is not confined to kowtow." "Just give up.

Since then, the young man does not know whether it is a blessing or a bad fate, the two have since become acquainted, and then the local officers and soldiers rebelled, and the miserable people were still at dawn, and the era of war was in chaos, but fortunately, the war did not render to Pingyao, but there were many mountain bandits, and finally in desperation, the young grandfather was also not as good as a day, and finally had to be handed over to the Xuan Xian Guan, if there is a fate, it is not bad to enter the Tao and practice, without that blessing, it is better to live longer.

Then the young man has been following the little Taoist priest to practice, and by chance, the little Taoist priest has also become the master of the Xuanxian Temple, the little Taoist priest is kind-hearted, and will be on the pavilion all the year round, praying for the blessings of all beings, and the merits of the practice are cultivated by all beings, originally, the Xuanxian Temple and the large and small pavilions are not counted more than 20 places, the incense is continuous, whether it is the rich and noble, or the poor, most of them will come to the Xuanxian Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Therefore, there is no worry about eating and drinking here, but since the Taoist priest has become the master of the view, the food in the temple is becoming less and less, and the incense is still there, but it is still not satisfied with the expenses, and finally the building is demolished and sold for money, most of them are given to the town below the mountain There are still some homeless people, and they are given porridge.

Over the years, the Xuanxian Temple has also been lonely in the hands of the old master, but it has benefited many people under the mountain, but unfortunately, the incense has been cut off.

Then all the disciples of Xuanxian Guan left, and all that was left was forty years ago, the old master of Xuanxian Guan accepted three disciples from the bottom of the mountain, and each gave them a terrible Dao number, Dao 1, Dao 2, and Dao 3.

Tao begets one, one life two, two ascends three, and three begets all things.

The old master doesn't understand the Taoism, but his tone is not small, and the avenues in the world are all occupied by the four of them, and they are all thrown out, and there are no rules at all.

And he himself also calls himself the boss of the Dao!

But it is such an old man with a very strong tone, but he has lived for more than 140 years, and an old man who is rebellious between his words can still live a long life?

The young man stood outside the mountain gate with wine, the mountain gate was already damaged, and I heard that there was a plaque, and the payment was generously written "Xuan Xianguan"!

I heard that it was written by the old viewer, but it was sold by the old viewer for wine money, and there was a big stone left, which was crookedly engraved with "Xuanxian Temple".

The young man was a little puzzled, looking left and right, and then looking from the front, but he did not solve his doubts.

"Where did the stone go?"

"Ahem, Uncle Lin, don't look for it, the stone has already been sold by the master, and it has been replaced with two taels of burning knives."

The young man shook his head helplessly with a smile and said, "His old man also has this hobby of drinking on weekdays, and he has been burning knives for half his life, so he has to take care of it a lot." ”

I haven't been here for three years, and now the road up the mountain has stone steps, and I think it was Sanxuan who has been building up over the years.

The boy took a step and stepped up the steps.

He didn't miss a single step until he came to the door of the Taoist temple on the mountain.

And those disciples have been waiting here for a long time.

After so many years in the blink of an eye, they are no longer the teenagers they were at the beginning, they all have wrinkles on their faces, their bodies are slim, and they are in their twilight years, but fortunately, their hearts remain the same, and there are such benefits when they do less things.

"I've seen Uncle Lin."

The three old men said in unison and leaned over respectfully.

The young man waved his hand and said: "Uncle Shi or something, it's too raw, it's not good, it's not good, call me Xiao Chen in the future, or call me Chen Luo directly, this bunch of old men call me Uncle again, it's really tormenting me." ”