"This casual cultivation trading conference, Poor Dao will go with two Dao friends!" Xuan Qing smiled slightly, arched his hand and said.

Hear the words.

The Black Bear Spirit and the White Snake Langjun glanced at each other.

Sure enough, although this Xuanqing Daoist has a deep background, he shouldn't have many cultivation materials on his body, otherwise he wouldn't be able to look down on the Loose Cultivation Trading Conference.

White Snake Langjun's heart moved, as if he had thought of something, "By the way, Xuanqing Daoyou, have you run out of those pills from the past few days?" ”

"If it runs out, I still have some solid Peiyuan Dan leftovers here, and Daoist friends can use it first!"

After speaking, the White Snake Lang Jun took out a few small porcelain bottles from his arms, which contained the Guben Pei Yuan Dan, which was a step up from the Yixue Pill.

Looked at.

Xuan Qing smiled slightly, "It's also a coincidence, a few days ago, I happened to get a six-hundred-year-old lightning strike peach tree, and I exchanged it for these pills with my friends of the White Snake Daoist!" ”

600 years of lightning striking mahogany?

When the two demons heard this, they were shocked.

How long has it been, and this Xuanqing Daoist actually took out a lightning strike wood again, which undoubtedly made them more convinced of the identity of Xuanqing's powerful reincarnation.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, the little brother will accept the six hundred years of lightning strike peach."

Although White Snake Langjun has exchanged a seven-hundred-year-old lightning strike peach, this kind of thing is very widely used, even if it is not needed, it can be exchanged for materials with others.

After chatting for a while, Xuan Qing offered his farewell.

The two demons immediately got up and sent each other off.

"Two fellow Daoists, see you in March!"

"Haha, go slowly, go slowly~"

....

Return to your own cave.

Xuanqing's life returned to peace.

Cultivate in the morning, read the scriptures at noon, and point out the fat girl's cultivation in the afternoon.

Every other week, I have to quit the game.,Return to reality to deal with the ontology's eating, drinking, and Lazar.,Life is also fulfilling.。

That's it.

Two months passed in a flash.

this day.

Xuanqing, as usual, meditated and practiced the art of breathing and nourishing qi.

Suddenly.

A familiar mechanical chime sounded in his head.

[Warm reminder: There are fluctuations in reality, do you want to quit the game?] 】

"Huh?"

Xuan Qing was slightly stunned.

Could it be that in the real world, there are people who come to Taoism?

"Get out of the game!"

......

The real world.

At the foot of Qingping Mountain.

A middle-aged man with a beard was walking up the mountain with five or six young men in mountaineering suits, talking and laughing.

They are members of the local mountaineering club, and after watching the video posted by Yang Ying, a strong feeling of wanting to come to the incense emerged in their hearts.

Of course.

More importantly, they were particularly interested in this 'mysterious Taoist' of the Qingping Temple.

Although there is only the voice of the 'mysterious Taoist' and a background in the audio and video, it makes people feel like a fairy wind and bones.

"Do you think we can meet the chief?"

"Whatever, this Taoist temple is not like a monk's temple, it is a fate, if you can't see the mysterious Taoist, you should come to play~"

"Yes, I only learned after watching the video that the temple can't be connected, the temple is a monk's, and the temple is a temple."

...

Several members of the mountaineering team chatted with each other.

Soon.

Everyone came to the door of the Taoist temple.

Looking at the closed door of the Taoist temple, everyone looked at each other, wouldn't it be so unlucky to meet the Taoist temple that was not open, right?

Just when the drums were beating in their hearts.

Creak~

The gate at the entrance of the Taoist temple opened.

What caught my eye was a young Taoist with a headband, wearing a navy blue robe, and a gentle and elegant face.

What's more important is that this young Taoist is all over his body, exuding an inexplicable Taoist rhyme, which makes people feel relaxed and happy at a glance, and they are inexplicably quiet.

They had never seen anyone with such a supernatural temperament.

Rao is members of the mountaineering team who traveled south and north, and climbed mountains and ran horses, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Amitayus longevity, all laymen, but come to the Taoist temple to offer incense?" Xuan Qing asked with a kind smile on his face, and arched his hand slightly.

After hearing the sound similar to that in the audio and video.

Everyone woke up from a dream.

"Uh, yes, we're here to incense!"

The captain of the mountaineering team, who was full of beards, hurriedly bent down and said with a smile.

I don't know why.

In front of this young Taoist who didn't talk like this, a feeling of self-shame inexplicably rose in the heart of the bearded captain, which was really strange.

"Inside, please!"

Xuan Qing smiled and nodded, making a gesture of please.

It's only been a few days since Yang Ying went up the mountain last time, and there are really lay people who come to the Taoist temple to offer incense, and it seems that the video effect is really good.

As the so-called people fight for a breath of Buddha to receive a stick of incense, it is just right to see if this real world can give birth to faith merits.

That's it.

Xuanqing walked unhurriedly in front.

The members of the mountaineering team followed him cautiously.

Like Captain Bearded, they always have a feeling of self-shame in front of Xuanqing, so they show such a posture.

As a matter of fact.

This is not surprising at all.

As the so-called divine power is like hell and divine grace is like the sea, Xuanqing, who has cultivated mana, is fundamentally different from mortals in a sense.

Enter the main hall.

Xuanqing pointed to the table in the corner, "The incense on the table, two yuan a handful, three incense sticks for the gods, and nine roots of the three Qing Dao ancestors, don't be mistaken!" ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

In this day and age, this large handful of incense is actually sold for only two yuan, even if you go to the commissary, it is more than this price.

In the heart of the bearded captain, he couldn't help but think of the time when he went to fax the monastery in the past, he spent two hundred yuan to buy a stick of incense.

"It's still our Taoist truth!" The bearded captain sighed with emotion.

Subsequently.

The members of the mountaineering team bought a few handfuls of incense, each took out nine sticks from them, and finally knelt on the futon in front of the ancestor of Sanqing Dao.

"Sanqing Dao Ancestor is above, bless me... Belch.. Bless me with a great fortune"

"The Three Qing Dao Ancestors are above..."

....

Just when the members of the mountaineering team were burning incense and praying.

Xuanqing's eyes were firmly fixed on the Sanqing statue.

Count the breaths.

After most of the young people of the mountaineering team finished the incense, there was still no abnormality on the statue of Sanqing.

Just when Xuanqing thought that it was not a modern society, it was impossible to give birth to faith in incense.

The captain of the mountaineering, the middle-aged man with a beard, is incensed.

I saw a middle-aged man with a beard, holding incense in both hands, and kneeling down respectfully to the ancestor of Sanqing Dao.

One worship~

Two worships~

Until after the ninth prostration.

A faint wisp of white smoke was released from the top of the bearded middle-aged man's head, mixing with the burning smoke of the incense in his hand.

See this scene.

Xuanqing's spirits lifted.

With mana, he could clearly perceive that this faint wisp of white smoke contained a strange power.

This... It should be the incense of faith.