"Dao... Dao Chief, is there a way to mend one or two, I know that it is the actions of the elders in the family that chill Daozi's heart, but this is really not the original intention of the next! Next... Next... I really know that I was wrong!! Woowoo woo ......"

Yang Huaiyu hid his face and cried, and immediately knelt down and knocked nine times to ask the people of Zhike to help him find a way.

His heart was full of pain and remorse, both complaining that he did not dare to rise up against his father's arrangement, and fearing that his immortal journey would come to an end.

It turned out that Daozi didn't know, and it wasn't that he wasn't angry, he just didn't say anything.

I'm afraid that in his heart, a guy like himself who has been deeply favored by the Immortal Venerable but has no retribution, has long been labeled as incorrigible.

Zhike Daoist people did not dare to accept such a big gift from Yang Huaiyu, after all, this person is also the young master of the Yang family, and his status is not comparable to that of a Zhike Taoist who has just entered the Immortal Sect.

In other words, in the hearts of the current world, the status of the Immortal Sect cannot be compared with the rich and noble in the traditional sense.

"Young Master Yang, what are you going to do? Hurry up! Zhike Daoist hurriedly helped Yang Huaiyu up, who trembled and swayed because he had been kneeling for too long, just clenching his fists and crying.

Everyone supported him together, and then admonished: "The so-called words are easier said than done, since Yang Gongzi is dedicated to the Tao and is just burdened by his worldly relatives, why not just start to change from actions, instead of just verbal statements?" ”

Yang Huaiyu was stunned and muttered, "Please teach me carefully!" ”

The middle-aged Zhike Taoist stroked his beard and smiled: "This is simple, just like a person like Gongzi who can kneel for seventeen or eighteen hours without saying a word, and want to impress Daozi with his actions and dissect his heart, such as turning his palm." ”

"This is the best policy, naturally the son and the relatives cut the bloodline, and since then they have been divided into two families, you don't care about him, he doesn't care about you, and the Taoist should know that you are sincere to the Tao, and he will not forgive you. But ......"

The Taoist glanced at Yang Huaiyu, whose cheeks were crimson, and said, "This is not appropriate." ”

"Not bad." Yang Huaiyu nodded again and again: "The kindness of my parents is difficult to repay with blood." Huaiyu will never dare to abandon the bloodline of his relatives, and the Taoist must not say this again! ”

Zhike Daoren smiled: "In this case, there is only one plan for that path." ”

"Daozi's anger is not the fault of the little boy himself, but the fault of Ling Zun, even if you say that you are aware of your mistake, but in the final analysis, this incident is not your ...... the person who should make a statement."

Hearing the Taoist so unceremoniously accusing his father in person, if it was usual, Yang Huaiyu would have been greeted by a big ear scraper.

But now it's extraordinary, he thinks about it, and it really gives him some inexplicable meaning.

That's right! What a masterpiece Daozi is, he is not like a mortal, I am just a young man from the Yang family, even if he is determined by death, what if he stabs three knives and six holes in front of Daozi? How could he look down on me? I'm afraid I'm still dead and dirty the place. ’

After all, Yang Huaiyu was a general, and he suddenly realized the implied meaning of the Taoist's words.

Asking his father to come forward means that the Yang Mansion will be completely tied to death on the chariot of the Immortal Sect, and there will be no room for maneuver.

It seems that Daozi is really tired of the two-faced behavior of himself and others, so he clearly forced his father's generation to come forward and promise in person, so that if he wants to regret it in the future, he can't say that it is just a child's words.

Suddenly, Yang Huaiyu was struck by lightning, and he figured out what was going on. The surging tears also stopped, and the sad and indignant mood became clearer, and he no longer pestered the Taoist for a way.

"Thank you for the Taoist chief's guidance, Huaiyu is very emotional, the matter is urgent, don't thank you for your great kindness, wait for Huaiyu to enter the view, and then come to see the Taoist chief!"

Yang Huaiyu bowed, and the Taoist accepted it calmly, and then ordered the servant to turn around and leave, and went home to discuss with his grandmother and parents.

As soon as he left, the Immortal Sect began to call for other believers.

Someone else maintains order, helps people register information, reviews qualifications, and distributes corresponding celebration invitations.

Due to the limited space, Zhang Yuqing roughly estimated that the newly built palace square can accommodate at most 70,000 or 80,000 people.

Therefore, those who want to participate in this celebration must at least know something about the Immortal Sect in order to be eligible for invitation.

In the present era, most of the people who have the leisure to learn about the doctrine, origin, and history of the Immortal Religion, as well as to talk about the recent major events in the Church, belong to the small citizen class with considerable wealth in their families.

A few simple questionnaires can screen out a group of unqualified idlers or poor people who just want to join in the fun.

Those who can stay are potential fanatical believers, or they are seeded players who can put out real money to support the growth of the church.

There is no way, at the current stage of the initial development of this church, Zhang Yuqing can only silently recite the true immortals and not cross the poor.

And if you suffer the people again, Zhao Zhen will bear the infamy.

Anyway, the people are not doing well, and no one can blame the Immortal Venerable.

My Immortal Venerable has just come to the world, and I haven't started to exert my strength yet, everyone bear with it, the big one is coming soon.

"Can the doctrine be remembered? Read it to me quietly. ”

“…… Flesh and blood are painful, faith is soaring! ”

"Well, the honorific title of the Immortal."

"Yuqing Taiyuan Immortal Venerable!"

After a few more interrogations, the Taoist muttered on his face and took out an incense invitation card inlaid with prosperous textures around his arms and handed it to the black, strong, and tattered rough man in front of him, and asked: "Put it away, I have recorded your name, address and appearance characteristics, and there will be a special person to check it at that time, only you can use this Cambodia, and you can bring up to two people to be present, remember to remember." ”

Wang Sanmeng respectfully accepted the invitation, carefully hid it in the lining of his underwear, and saluted with his fists: "Thank you, the little one knows!" ”

He felt abnormal emotion in his heart, and his hard work paid off, and he finally won the opportunity to meet Daozi up close.

When I first entered the city, I accidentally bumped into that person, but I didn't want to pave the way for such a big reward for my life.

If it weren't for that gentleman's guidance, he would have been able to hear the sermons of the Immortal Sect before most of the residents of Bianliang, and it would have been a precious opportunity for the witnesses of the Xishan Immortal Encounters to tell the origin of the teachings word by word.

Moreover, I was fortunate enough to receive a limited edition merit blessing leaflet written by Daozi himself.

Just sold it, and it was exchanged for eighty yuan of money, and then he had the money to invite Lang Zhong to see a doctor for his mother, but he learned that due to the delay for too long, it had reached the stage where the medicine stone was difficult to treat.

Wang San sent Lang Zhong away, held his mother's hand and swore firmly: "Mother, rest assured, I must ask to come to Daozi to bless and eliminate illness for you, what Lang Zhong can't save, Daozi must be able to, he is a true immortal disciple, his magic power is endless, and he is an immortal in the world!" ”

The queen mother held her son's palm dyingly, the thick bone joints rubbed against the thick hard cocoon in his palm, and her tone was full of relief: "Okay, good...... Mother, don't worry..."

……

'Mother, I did it! Wang Sanmeng felt the soreness of the tear ducts, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and a man who was born as a coolie and had eaten all the wind and frost in the world and was numb began to cry loudly like a child.

How much he once hoped that his mother would live a healthy life again.

Now the crucial ticket lies quietly in his arms, and no one can snatch it.