Tengju to the White Cloud Temple. Although it was a snowy night, there were a lot of people here, and they were busy.

Baiyun Temple is not big, the middle road that tourists can walk, from the outside to the inside, is: Lingguan Palace, Sanqing Palace, Patriarch Palace, and there are Queen Mother Hall and Laojun Hall behind. The Queen Mother and Lao Jun are not a couple, and the Queen Mother is also a supreme god.

Tengju placed the dojo in front of the Queen Mother's Palace. You don't need a particularly large place, just do things and don't care about the ceremony.

In other words, Tengju does it himself, and he doesn't need to ask God to let God do it.

Xuanmen generally relies on themselves, and borrowing the power of God is not necessarily spiritual, unless it is a relational household.

There was a thick snow on the ground, and everyone cleaned it up, and it was snowing in the sky again, and it was even happier at night, as if they were looking at how much people could sweep?

Tengju stood on the ground, drew a talisman casually, and threw it in the middle of the day.

The Baiyun Temple is lit up, although not too bright. But Xu Yundeng and they were not ordinary people, staring wide-eyed, an umbrella was stretched out in the entire Queen Mother Palace, and the snow did not fall to the ground.

This trick is enough for those who have just come.

At night, people came one after another, bringing all kinds of materials or all kinds of relationships, and there were all kinds of ideas about Tengju, but now they are quiet.

It's like the snow is kept out, the wind is kept out, and the middle piece is quiet.

The little Taoist priest asked stupidly, "Master, can you stop this snow?" ”

Tengju asked, "Why let it stop?" ”

The old monk Amitabha. It's okay to stop, but the larger the snow, the more strenuous it is. If it's okay, the sky and the earth are natural, and the snow will fall.

It was very cold in the middle of the night. Everyone wore thick robes and down jackets, and it was still cold in the wind and snow.

The little Taoist jumped up and down, gave the master a hand, and jumped and jumped.

The old Taoist priest is envious, and the child can be so lively.

People came one after another, more than tourists, crowding the Baiyun Temple. There are hanging ornaments sent over one after another, which is really a lot.

That Fan Xiaoguang bought it three years ago, not to mention much, selling ten a day, and tens of thousands in three years. There are already thousands of them recovered. It's not the same, there are a lot of tricks.

An old man from Xuanmen came to take a look, this thing is really lacking in virtue, and it is similar to Ka/Kidney.

It's not strange to transfer this, it's like your mother is sick, and you donate bone marrow to her, which is a virtue accumulation. But if someone gives you ten dollars and asks you to donate it to someone else's mother, it's not about money.

There was another beautiful woman, in her thirties, who froze her into a ball that day. Qiuqiu asked Tengju, "What are you going to do?" ”

Tengju waved his hand.

The old man stepped aside and looked at the ornaments as if they had been crushed into flour. The flour is not strange, but this hand is too powerful! Anyway, ordinary Xuanmen can't do it. A lot of people are learning on the sidelines.

The little Taoist priest carried a large basket of grains out. It's not snowing here, so it's much more convenient.

Tengju waved his hand.

The grains are all powdered, which is more effective than soymilk machines and the like. These powders are mixed with the powder of the hanging decorations, and it really looks like kneading dough.

Xu Yundeng watched from the side, this is not a simple grinding. The rune of the transporter on the ornament is still there, or the effect is still there.

It's not just about keeping it nutritious, it's like a round dough kneaded flat, and the dough is still this one. Stir up a new ball of noodles.

Grains ward off evil spirits, but do not take effect on the transporter, like a pure addition.

Here came another large crowd. The old man at the head was more than a hundred years old, a thin one, and he was very imposing.

Tengju is preparing to set up a formation, as if he wants to get a piping bag?

The old man pointed at her and said, "You know what? ”

Another younger one said: "You have to master a degree, otherwise no one can afford the consequences." No wonder the Teng family didn't teach you. ”

Tengju snapped his fingers.

A thunderbolt fell from the sky. The ground was empty.

The beauty watched as a gust of wind blew by, and the ground was so clean.

Actually, everyone understands this. It's a bit of a shame to put it on the table. If you really want the master's subordinates to show mercy, just say it, don't talk about the family again. The master obviously didn't learn from the Teng family, and if he still talked about the Teng family, it would be even more difficult to get on the stage.

The old man stood aside, he did not intercede. Those who understand must really understand. It's like killing one person to save ten thousand, if you really have that heart, God will calculate it for you. If it's just like Teng Qingying, then it's better to shut up and stop talking. These people think that if they have an amulet and an umbrella, they will be fine? Obviously useless.

The Teng family packed up the garbage and began to set up the formation.

Draw on the ground with these faces.

Men, women, and children of the Xuanmen gathered around to watch. Although it is a surface, it is painted on the ground as if it were branded, and the formation is formed, and the foundation is there.

The great monk looked at it, and he couldn't approach it casually in the array. The field has been set.

Fang Shaohu sent a batch of things over. Long Li also sent a batch of things over.

Several more monks sent a batch of stones from the high mountains. Several veterans are from Kunlun. Early in the morning, a master came from the sea.

The beauty stood aside and couldn't understand.

Tengju received another batch of ornaments, and explained simply: "It is considered to be a fixed country/fortune." Some things are too impetuous, so take the opportunity to simply fix them. The consequences can also be kept to a minimum. ”

Everyone looked at each other. However, there are concerns that this reflects the seriousness of the problem. The master is even more powerful.

Tengju held the ornament and put it in a beautiful shape in the middle.

A few teachers, female crowns, etc., got together and looked at it, this is the map? Isn't the range a bit big?

Several old ladies from Xuanmen also watched, the master's ability to paint is also very good, a real master, there can't be anything.

The great monk watched from the side, the stones set up the mountains, the water flowed into rivers, and the dragon veins were there.

Oh, my God! The little Taoist priest's eyes widened and he saw that the sky was dawn and the snow had stopped.

Painting Lihu Lishan is nothing, and it is really powerful to draw dragon veins on the ground!

Early in the morning, Pei Yun came over to watch and brought breakfast to Tengju.

It's not too early. Tengju was busy all night, and he was not very hungry. It feels pretty good. She pinched her fingers.

Pei Yun looks at her, it's funny?

Tengju took two bites of donkey meat and said, "Someone Bao Teng Mingxi borrowed his luck for a while." ”

Pei Yun asked, "Teng Mingxi still has luck?" ”

Teng Ju looked at him and said strangely: "Teng Mingxi is still unlucky?" reincarnated in the Teng family, he has lived a good life since he was a child, and there is Teng Qingying's younger sister. Now there is someone to protect him. ”

Pei Yun was wrong, and asked humbly: "Does anyone protect Teng Qingying?" ”

Tengju ate a donkey meat and burned it, picked up another one, and said, "Yes." "It's fun," Teng Qingying is very thief, using the luck of her fans, as well as those who are dealers. Teng Mingxi is far worse than her. ”

Old monk Amitabha!

The beauty asked, "Is there a problem with this kind of voluntary?" ”

Tengju looked at her and said strangely: "Yellow (gambling) drugs are all to be caught." ”

The beauty blushed, as if the sun had sunburned her face, and it was a little white, and the snow around her was very thick.

The surroundings around the Queen Mother Hall are unique, it's like another world.

The snow stopped, the umbrella on it was closed, and the aura gathered here was different. A few steps away, the inside and outside of the formation are really like different worlds.

There was a smell of donkey meat wafting in the array, and now it was donkey soup, and people watching it were greedy.

(End of chapter)