Chong Weidao is not a member of the parliament, nor is he a political leader, nor is he a tycoon who controls the lifeblood of the economy.

After all, he is just a deep mountain Taoist.

Although in the past few decades, it has been quite popular with dignitaries because of its excellent pharmacology and exquisite Taoism, the golden air flow that gathers in this process is limited after all.

In this week, several bait were refined, and although the background was there, the golden air flow around him was still rich, but seeing it thinner and thinner point by minute, Chong Weidao had to take precautions.

After all, Mingshan's qualifications are not top-notch.

If Ming Shan wants to inherit the mantle intact, then the other party's cultivation can reach a certain level, at least he can mobilize the aura like an arm—and this definitely requires a lot of golden air flow to refine the life flow and disperse.

He had to plan ahead.

Just as Chong Weidao was groaning, Mingshan's voice suddenly came from outside the house: "Master, there is another group of good believers outside, and they are clamoring to see you." ”

Chong Weidao frowned when he heard this.

After returning from Liushan, he thought that he would hide in the Qingchuan Valley and get rid of the worldly entanglements involved during that time, but he didn't expect that the current people would be so powerful, and it didn't take much time to search all the way to the location of Yi Yuanguan through the photos he took at the beginning.

Now almost every day, a group of people will come and shout loudly outside the door of Yi Yuanguan, saying that they want to ask everything they saw on the top of Liushan.

Chong Weidao people naturally didn't want to pay attention to it.

According to his assumption, if he neglected this group of people who came to hear the sound for a few days, they would naturally stop there.

After all, Qingchuan Valley was located deep in the mountains, and Yi Yuanguan was unwilling to open the door to accept it, so they could only camp in the mountains, or trek for a few hours back to Fangxing Town and pay a high price for a night's accommodation.

The former is a difficult condition, and few can persevere, while the latter is not a low-cost solution and is not a long-term solution.

However......

"Is it still the same group of people?" Chong Weidao got up and pushed open the wooden door.

"Well, the first batch of good believers five days ago is still lingering nearby, plus the few batches of good believers in the last few days, there are probably hundreds of people gathered outside our Yi Yuanguan Gate," Ming Shan frowned, obviously full of sorrow in his heart, "Master, I have one thing to say, they are really ...... now A few days ago, it was okay, it was just blocked outside the door, but today someone has tried to climb over the wall, almost scaring Si'er. ”

Si'er is the fourth-oldest little road boy.

"I know, it seems that we still have to come forward and say," Chong Weidao bowed, "You take your juniors and disciples to the meditation room, read the Qingjing Sutra, and don't come out at will." ”

Mingshan nodded.

Seeing Mingshan walking away, Chong Weidao turned around and walked towards the gate.

There was a buzz outside the door.

It's like a swarm of mosquitoes making noise.

He slammed the door open.

The sound outside the door suddenly stopped.

Those who were either holding video equipment, or holding voice recorders, or only carrying backpacks, opened their mouths slightly, and stared at the Chong Weidao people who appeared in front of everyone.

They didn't expect that someone who had been waiting for a week would choose to show up at this moment without warning.

"Are you the head of the Chongwei Road?"

"I heard that you were invited to Ryushan a week ago, how do you feel?"

"Dao Chief, hello, I am a self-media person, and I am 'Brother Meow who has millions of fans on Zha Lang to show you the world', I want to ask you about ...... at that time"

"Nonsense, squeeze me out! Eh, hello, I'm also a self-media person, a week ago on the top of Liushan, there was a fairy mountain that briefly appeared, as a guest invited to Liushan at that time, do you know the inside story?"

There was a buzzing in my ears.

Chong Weidaoren swept everyone's chests, and at the same time checked the microphone handed to his mouth without a trace, and found that the people who came here did not have official media, most of them were some entertainment reporters, self-media and idlers who came to see the excitement.

He didn't speak without permission, but picked a boy who looked relatively immature, and said softly: "About Liushan, if you want to know the details, why don't you go up the mountain to find out in person?

The voice fell, and the people surrounding below suddenly stagnated.

The boy who was questioned by name also looked a little embarrassed, and he defended himself: "Actually...... How to say it, Liushan is currently a scenic spot development zone, has not yet been successfully built, although in the end because of public opinion, the official allows 300 people to go up the mountain every day, but after all, there are more monks and less porridge, and it is not our turn. ”

Chong Weidao's heart moved.

The special office actually chose to open Liushan, aren't they afraid of being exposed to the public eye?

Or, in fact, it was not a special office that made this decision, but a family line, and its purpose was to attract people and find qualified successors? 300 people a day, no more, no less, indeed a certain feasibility......

Chong Weidao's thoughts turned around a few times in his heart, and finally he spoke slowly: "Since there are people going up the mountain, then you can just ask those people, could it be that you came all the way here because you didn't ask for the information you wanted from the other party?"

The boy was even more silent.

However, a girl in jeans standing behind him took the opportunity to grab the conversation: "Dao Chang said this, can you guess what we are thinking?"

"What you think in your hearts, why do you need to guess? It's nothing more than the birth of an immortal and the reappearance of Qi Eatery," Chong Weidao shook his head slightly, "If there was such a good thing, I should have hid in the Lingshan River a long time ago, how could I stay in Yi Yuanguan obediently and be attacked by your spears and short guns?"

The crowd laughed: "Dao Chief, we don't dare to attack you, we just want to know what happened." ”

Chong Weidao did not continue to detour, and followed this topic, directly narrating the incident of getting lost in the fog of the mountains and forests and returning to the top of the mountain to change into dry clothes, but omitted the extraordinary phenomenon of obtaining the law and purifying the imperial envoy Cunqi in Mingxi's dream.

"Is it really that simple?" someone asked reluctantly.

"I don't think it's simple," Chong Weidao smiled, "I also want to get the Fa in the mountains, and since then I have embarked on the path of qi cultivation, and since then I have soared into the sky, not a thing in the pool, but the reality is very cruel, I was a mortal at the moment I stepped on Liushan, and I was still a mortal at the moment I walked down Liushan." ”

That's true.

After all, he didn't get the bait method at the moment when he walked down the mountain, but more than ten hours later.

Everyone saw that Chong Weidao had a determined face, and his expression did not seem to be fake, and they couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Seeing this, Chong Weidao's heart eased slightly.

He said a few words and planned to close the door.

"Dao Chief, wait!" Suddenly, a shout came from the crowd again, "I'm the same Ms. Song you made an appointment with a few weeks ago!"

Chong Weidao turned around and found that the person who spoke was a well-maintained middle-aged woman.

He pondered for a moment, realized that he had indeed made an agreement with this woman a few weeks ago, and immediately stopped and waited for the other party to come in with him.

The middle-aged woman's face was happy, and she pulled a woman who was dressed quite fashionably next to her, and laboriously passed through the crowd to the front of the gate.

"Who is this? Didn't that Daoist say Qing Xiu, why would he invite someone in?"

"Hehe, you know at this glance that you haven't done enough homework before the interview, this Chongwei Daoist is not an idle person, otherwise you think that I just asked so politely? People are popular in high society, and if you want to meet them, you have to make an appointment in advance like the lady in front of you. ”

"Oh, no, I thought he was just a normal ......"

Whispers came from the surrounding crowd.

Chong Weidao turned a deaf ear, and calmly led the two into the temple.

Just like the group of people at the door just said, Chongwei Daoist people want to be pure, but there is no way to turn away all the dignitaries and nobles, so he proposed a compromise method, that is, if you have a request, you can send someone to Yi Yuanguan to make an appointment.

In this way, you can not only screen out those who want to treat terminal diseases, but also know the needs of people in advance, so that you can find medical books, prescribe the right medicine, and improve and refine your pharmacological knowledge along the way.

And this Ms. Song, if he is not mistaken, then the other party's request seems to be to recuperate the body.

"The healing body is too broad, I don't know if I want to recuperate my qi and blood, or sort out my qi and veins?"

Ms. Song smiled, lifted the topic, and looked around the Taoist temple: "This is not in a hurry, why don't you let the Taoist take us around?"

Chong Weidaoren glanced at the other party, did not refuse, and took the two of them around in a good manner.

During this period, this Ms. Song seemed to be very interested, and kept asking questions all the way, but the young girl who was dressed fashionably became more and more anxious, especially when she saw Ms. Song smiling, her expression management was almost out of control.

Chong Weidao saw all this in his eyes, and sighed in his heart, feeling that he should not have made this appointment in the first place.

Obviously, this Ms. Song has other wants, perhaps even under the guise of recuperation, but in fact she is no different from those who want him to save terminally ill patients - there are not a few such people.

When everyone came to the Taiyi Tianzun Palace, the fashionable girl finally broke out: "Enough!"

Chong Weidao was not surprised, and his body took a step back slightly, waiting to see the changes.

Ms. Song's face sank: "What are you doing!"

"What am I messing about? What are you messing about? The second brother is about to die, and you are still talking and laughing with strangers here, not accompanying the second brother through the most difficult and last period of your life, but pursuing the ethereal god," the fashionable girl yelled, "Don't you think this kind of behavior is absurd!"

Ms. Song clenched her teeth: "I'm praying to God? I've never believed in God! I'm begging people!"

"Is it useful to ask for someone? The world's top experts have said that his body was destroyed in the accident three years ago, and it is a miracle that he can support it until now!" The girl's voice choked up a little, "In the past three years, the second brother has been taking those medicines and taking those injections, obviously suffering more than anyone else, but he still has to force a smile to comfort you and comfort me...... To be alive is torture!"

"Then you will let your second brother leave at such a young age?" Ms. Song covered her face with her hands, and her exposed eyes gradually turned red.

"Okay, you said you're begging someone, okay, I'll ask him," the fashionable girl wiped her face, held back the choking in her throat, and looked at Chong Wei Daoren, "Dao Chief, do you think you can save my brother?"

If it had been before, Chong Weidao would definitely shake his head.

But now, the foundation is destroyed...... Bailian Dragon Yuan Soup may not be useful, but it may be able to give it a try.

He began to think about the possibilities.

However, Chong Weidaoren's performance, in the eyes of fashionable girls, is a silent rejection.

There was disappointment in her eyes.

I have to say that she originally had some hope.

"Mom, I'm leaving, I'm crazy if I don't accompany you, the second brother needs me, the second brother needs our family to spend the last days with him," the fashionable girl suddenly felt a little excited, she waved her hand weakly, and walked towards the door with firm steps.

Ms. Song just stared at Chong Weidaoren.

Although her expression seemed calm, the trembling syllables revealed the panic and uneasiness in her heart.

"Dao Chief, you can save my child, right?"

"I've been to Mingxia Mountain, I've been to Luofu Temple, and I've been to Qingyang Palace, and they're all helpless, and they all recommend me to come to you for a try. ”

"And I inquired before I came, three years ago, you once opened a prescription for the Min family, and you saved the third son who was seriously injured by playing racing, and now he can even jump alive!"

"I know you have real skills, I beg you, my child is only 25 years old now, he shouldn't die!"

Chong Weidaoren frowned: "Thanks to my trust, I can be appreciated by the good faith, but my old friends also said that they just recommended the good letter to give it a try, and the young master of the Min family in the mouth of the good letter, the reason why he was able to get better quickly was actually largely because the internal injuries were not serious." ”

"But...... However, ......" Ms. Song still wanted to argue a few more words, but she also knew that no matter how much she said, it was nothing but self-deception, "If I had known that he would be like this, I would have refused to allow him to become an anti-narcotics officer in the first place!" For generations, too many people have died on the battlefield, and finally the country and the people are safe, and they have rushed to another battlefield, so there are not only a few ...... who have lost their lives."

Ms. Song froze in place, tears flowing, and her godless eyes swept over the Taiyi Tianzun in front of her.

As if the drowning person had found the last straw, her eyes suddenly froze, her steps staggered forward, and she smashed a loud sound on the ground, and even Chong Weidao couldn't help frowning when she heard it.

But Ms. Song was unaware.

She looked up at the statue with tears in her eyes: "I have never believed in these ghosts and ghosts, but now I hope that these are real things, Taiyi Tianzun, save the suffering, I beg you, old man, take pity on my child, I am willing to live a lifetime, chant the scriptures day and night, I am willing to give up everything, I just ask you to pity my child! I am willing to ......"

Word by word, as if crying blood.

Chong Weidaoren sighed.

In the end, he is a person who protects his family and defends the country, and he really can't give up the selfishness in his heart.

Just as he took a step forward, as Ms. Song's oath continued to be spoken, the trigger in his body suddenly moved.

In an instant, his vision changed dramatically.

Countless golden air currents are like rivers returning to the sea, all of them surround Ms. Song!

Faintly, there are bursts of dragon chanting echoing in the heavens and the earth!

Chong Weidao's eyes were shocked.

Ms. Song's words, every word, are the wish of their family!

This golden air flow in the sky is not the dragon qi of her alone, but the national fortune of a clan that has accumulated for generations in the meritorious family where she is located!