After that trace of energy was introduced into the dantian, Guo Lin showed a look of surprise, after that trace of energy entered the dantian, immediately after he cultivated the Nameless Dao Sect's inner fist, that trace of energy poured out of the dantian again.

This time was different, this trace of energy did not disappear, but instead swam around the meridians in his body, and then returned to the dantian.

This process made him feel an indescribable sense of comfort, and there was also a feeling of obvious improvement in physical fitness.

Then, he noticed that there was a layer of sweat stains on his body.

Unlike the usual sweat, some are viscous and some cloudy, and some seem to discharge some impurities.

Guo Lin immediately went to take a shower and cleaned the layer of sweat, which gave him a refreshing and comfortable feeling.

After washing, he arrived outside the Qingfeng Temple, and saw two middle-aged women walking up from below.

It's rare for someone to come to Qingfeng so early.

One of the middle-aged women saw Guo Lin and asked: "Xiaodao chief, this is the Qingfeng concept that the circle of friends said, right?" ”

Guo Lin immediately knew what was going on, and nodded: "This is indeed Qingfeng View." ”

Hearing this, the two women showed surprise:

"It's finally here."

"That's the Spirit Spring Tank, right?"

The two women ran towards the Lingquan Jar.

Extremely purposeful.

Not long after, Guo Lin saw three men coming up from the mountain road:

"This is the breeze view, right?"

"There's a little wayman."

"First of all, no matter what the Taoist is, let's see if the spiritual spring tank is as magical as the circle of friends says."

A smile appeared at the corner of Guo Lin's mouth, obviously it was the circle of friends sent by Mao Yan's women and Qin Hong's people that had taken effect.

That's the good news.

The more people come to Qingfeng Temple, the more influence of Qingfeng Concept can be increased.

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, Mao Yan was already in a car, and she and her husband were heading to the direction of Qingfeng Mountain.

There are 3 cars in the back of the car, all of which are friends who went to Qingfeng Mountain together yesterday, and they can't help but be curious when they know about the blessing rice, and they make an appointment to come to Qingfeng Temple together today.

Jiang Hang drove the car and soon arrived at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, where he could see a very luxurious building at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

He couldn't help asking, "Is that the view of the breeze?" ”

Mao Yan was a little speechless: "Husband, can't you even tell the difference between a Taoist temple and a temple?" ”

"......" Jiang Hang was a little embarrassed.

It's not something he's good at, let alone so far away.

Mao Yan introduced: "That's Fengyuan Temple, Dandan's husband prayed for blessings before, and donated 30,000 yuan to this Fengyuan Temple." ”

Jiang Hang frowned slightly when he heard this Dandan.

He doesn't have a good impression of his wife, a friend, a little sister, and the husband he is looking for is also mixed with society.

What he dislikes the most is this kind of person, who thinks that going to the temple to donate some money will make merit, and then they can take it for granted that they will follow the wrong path.

The fact that key temples also charge this kind of money simply fuels the arrogance of these people.

But since ancient times, haven't temples been like this? Otherwise, there would be no words to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

How many people can be a Buddha if one person kills and puts down the butcher's knife?

What does that mean to the victim?

What is the law of the land?

The key is that this is still true in ancient times, many people committed crimes and murders, and they fled to the temple to become monks, and they could be exempted from punishment.

Therefore, sometimes it is not completely unfounded to say that temples are places to hide filth and dirt.

At this time, when Mao Yan and their cars drove by, there was also a person in Fengyuan Temple who looked at these cars with a frown.

This person is the presiding officer of Fengyuan Temple, called Yihui.

"Going to Qingfeng Mountain again? With so many people in the morning, it doesn't seem to be such a coincidence. Yihui's brows furrowed, but it looked a little like angry King Kong.

Toyoharaji Temple has always been a temple with very good incense in Yujo.

Not only is the temple splendid, but there are also many valuable trees planted around it.

Naturally, this is the contribution of those who are sponsors.

Therefore, Fengyuan Temple built a very large wall of merit and engraved the names of those sponsors.

Yihui, the host, is a monk from outside, and when he arrived, Fengyuan Temple was actually dilapidated and about to collapse, and there was not even a single monk.

He took the opportunity to report to the local Buddhist Association, became the host, and then worked hard to develop Fengyuan Temple

He is still very proud of the development of Fengyuan Temple to the modern level.

When he first became the presiding officer of Fengyuan Temple, there were no pilgrims in Fengyuan Temple at all, and the people of Youcheng preferred to go to Qingfeng Temple.

He also designed many times to suppress Qingfeng Guan, so that the old Taoist priest suffered many losses.

Now the younger generation doesn't know about the Seifukan, only Toyohara Temple.

Moreover, he knew that the old Taoist priest was dead, and he secretly operated it, and the county was also going to demolish the Qingfeng Temple.

Why is it that all of a sudden, so many people are going up the mountain again?

There hasn't been any movement in the past.

After all, Qingfeng Mountain is so far away from the county seat.

Ordinary people come to the foot of the mountain, and to their Fengyuan Temple is to go for leisure.

To the top of the mountain is to suffer, not to like to climb the mountain, who will go up to such a high view of the breeze?

Yihui was a little unsure of the situation, and when he returned to the temple, he called a monk and ordered: "Shi Yuan, go investigate and see if there has been any movement in Qingfeng Temple recently." ”

The cultivator Shi Yuan asked suspiciously, "Presiding, what's wrong?" Isn't that old Taoist priest dead? Isn't Qingfeng Guan going to be demolished under your operation? ”

"Isn't it still undemolished? If there is movement in Qingfeng Temple, we can't let the other party succeed," Yihui frowned.

Shi Yuan nodded when he heard this, and he could only investigate.

Yihui returned to the meditation room, took out a mobile phone, looked at WeChat, and now, the number of pilgrims in Fengyuan Temple has also developed more than ten more than 500 people.

Those who can enter this group are more or less meritorious.

Even if a small number of people donate a few dozen pieces of merit each, it is a lot of money.

The key is that he is determined, learns from the original master, and puts the goal on some social people, these people often believe in these when they flicker, find some comfort for themselves, and shoot very generously, sometimes thousands of thousands.

As long as he recruited a few monks on his side, each of whom would give a few thousand a month, and then find a lonely old man to help him, everyone would praise him as a high-ranking monk and a good man.

At this moment, his mobile phone rang, connected, and a woman's voice came from the opposite side: "My son is getting married, and he needs a bride price of 300,000." ”

When Yihui heard this, he said very calmly: "I will send the money in two days, and after my son gets married, let him bring his daughter-in-law over to show me in the name of tourism." ”

After hanging up the phone, Yihui recited Amitabha Buddha as if he hadn't answered the phone.

Not long after, the cultivating monk Shi Yuan came back and reported: "Host, the investigation has arrived, there is movement in Qingfeng Temple, it seems that the little Taoist priest adopted by the old Taoist priest is doing something, and now there is a circle of friends in Youcheng who is rumoring that he is a master of Taoism, and Qingfeng Temple also has a spiritual spring jar left by the gods, so many people went." ”

"Is that the little Taoist?" Yihui naturally remembers Guo Lin.

When they suppressed the old Taoist, the little Taoist priest was not less eloquent.

Yihui said again: "What other immortals left the spiritual spring tank?" This is to learn from our Toyohara Temple to make up stories. ”

At the beginning, Fengyuan Temple was ruined, and it was he who made up a story about the Buddha who stayed in this Fengyuan Temple, and did some tricks to attract people, and it slowly became popular.

The other party is trying to steal the teacher, but it's a pity that it's too tender.

Yihui commanded: "Find two people to provoke the posture." ”

No matter how the other party pretends to be a master, as long as he is pressed to the ground and beaten into a pig's head, he will lose face, who else believes that he is a master?

When the time comes, the other party will get away with it.

This simple and crude way to deal with the so-called masters is the best.

"Okay, I'll go ahead and find my cousin and let him do it." Shi Yuan nodded, and indeed, many times, it is the best way to hit a person's prestige and make a person embarrassed.

This is also why those who are in the rivers and lakes, once the boss is embarrassed and fails to take revenge, no one will follow him.

The so-called one law is the same as that of ten thousand laws.

A lot of things are solved in a different way.