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"Meet the Dharma King!" Sitting on the top of the Forgotten Peak, in the main altar of the Holy Fire Demon Sect, a boy who looked no more than ten years old looked at the woman in a blood-colored robe in front of him tremblingly.

Although this woman has a beautiful face, there is a cold and dead look in her eyes. This cold color seems to be natural, and it is not intentional on his part.

It is precisely because of this that this woman looks more and more invisible.

"Where is Dan Mo?" the woman glanced at the boy with cold eyes, and then asked coldly.

"Enlightenment...... Venerable Venerable Qiyu, Lord Dan Demon, left a month ago, and has not yet returned!" "This boy was born with a good appearance, in the past, he relied on himself to be Wei Sanxiao's fire boy and his cute appearance, and he was loved by everyone in the Holy Fire Demon Sect.

Only the Dharma Protector in front of him was always cold to him, because this boy never dared to make a mistake before this woman, and when he learned that he asked about his master's whereabouts, even if he was frightened in his heart, he could only tell the truth.

"Bastard!" A trace of anger flashed in the woman's cold eyes when she heard this, and then immediately dissipated, but her mouth said coldly, "How is the Great Dan refined for the sect master?"

"Venerable Venerable, the little one looks at the fire every day, and sees that the Great Dan is about to take shape, but the adults are not returning, if another month passes, the adults still do not return, this furnace of elixir is only afraid of ......" The boy heard that the Dharma King asked about his elixir, and he was even more afraid, and his little face turned white with fright.

The boy bowed his head and said that he had not seen the voice of the Dharma King for a long time, so he raised his head boldly, but where was there a beauty in front of him at this time?

"Whew...... Finally coping with it!" Seeing this, the boy couldn't help but let out a long breath!

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May 18 is the day when the abbot of Li Yan held the Buddha Light Festival in the Feilai Temple, in order to win the reputation of the Feilai Temple, Li Yan snatched back the faith incense from the Daomen Yuxu Palace, and even more in order to win Ye Qingxuan, it can be said that he racked his brains.

Early from half a month ago, the monks in the temple will fly to the temple to clean up and down, and then order the disciples to spread the invitation.

In Jingzhou, the Great Jin Dynasty, all the martial arts people who have had dealings with Feilai Temple, elegant celebrities, have received invitations from Li Yan.

In addition, Li Yan handed the invitation to Jingzhou Mu Sima Rui's case.

And Sima Rui didn't know whether he was panicking or what he had planned, he had always been busy with official business, and he actually agreed to the abbot of Liyan.

The state herdsman naturally has the corresponding prestige specifications, so this nameless mountain suddenly became lively.

A group of officers and soldiers went into the mountains early to guard against the bandits, in the name of preventing assassins. This nameless mountain covers a very large area, and it stands to reason that the officers and soldiers under the command of this Jingzhou Mu only need to be vigilant and fly to the temple along the way and near the temple.

However, the attitude of these officers and soldiers was not only to open the way for the governor to be vigilant, but also as if they were still looking for something in the mountains.

Even though there are not many large and small sects in this nameless mountain, there are always a number of two hands, and these officers and soldiers are also very annoying, and they will not let go of any of them, and they will inspect them one by one, even Ye Qingxuan's Yuxu Palace, there are officers and soldiers who come to the door.

Xu is the reason why Ye Qingxuan has a great reputation in Xiangyang City, and the officers and soldiers came to the door politely, and after a brief inspection, they left.

However, the other factions did not have such luck, and in addition to the good voice and good hospitality, when these officers and soldiers were leaving, they often had to send offerings.

Since the Great Day Divine Sword came to the door, seven or eight days have passed like this, and in the blink of an eye, it has been May 18.

In the past seven or eight days, Ye Qingxuan has not been idle, in addition to his daily preaching, he also practiced Xuangong with his heart to understand the Great Dao, and at the same time wrote out the new script that he had promised to be the shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building.

Speaking of the script, Ye Qingxuan's self-compiled legend of the Daomen Heavenly Gods has already told most of it, and in the past seven or eight days, Ye Qingxuan has also changed the mode of preaching.

After all, only telling stories without reasoning is not the right way after all, so Ye Qingxuan decided to choose a relatively simple one from the few Taoist books left by the old Taoist priest at the beginning to preach to the believers.

In the past seven or eight days, except for two days to talk about the script, there have been five or six days, and Ye Qingxuan is talking about Daozang.

Fortunately, Ye Qingxuan has all the memories of asking the little Taoist priest, coupled with his own modern vision, so that he can talk about the boring truths one by one, full of interest, vivid and interesting.

On the day of May 18, Ye Qingxuan finished his sermon, then straightened out his robe, instructed his junior and junior disciples a few words, took a newly made whisk, and went down the mountain.

I don't know what the reason is, but the Buddha Light Puja of the old monk Liyan was set in the evening, and it was Ye Qingxuan who had a good time to take care of and slowly go on the road.

Ye Qingxuan thought to himself, with his foot strength at this time, he would set off in the afternoon and would definitely be able to arrive in the evening, so he slowly went on the road with a leisurely appearance.

However, he had forgotten the essence of his road idiot, if he hadn't touched the frame of Jingzhou Mu Sima Rui halfway through, Ye Qingxuan probably wouldn't know when he would be able to find Feilai Temple!

Ye Qingxuan's face was black, and he silently followed behind Jingzhou Mu's convoy, hoping that he would not be discovered by others, otherwise he would be a respected leader, but he would be lost in a barren mountain, and it would not sound good to say it.

Maybe it was the manifestation of Sanqing Tianzun, and there was nothing to do all the way, until Yuan Feng, who was in Sima Rui's convoy in front of Feilai Temple, discovered Ye Qingxuan.

So after hurriedly confessing to the state pastor, he came to see Qingxuan Dao Chief.

The two exchanged a few words of greeting and entered the temple gate, and there were Zhike monks who were specially responsible for guiding the way, leading Ye Qingxuan, Sima Rui and their servants to the venue respectively.

Along the way, Ye Qingxuan watched carefully, only to see that the Feilai Temple was full of golden splendor, and the most eye-catching of them was the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the right.

I saw that the top of this Daxiong Treasure Hall is paved with various colored glazed gold tiles, and there are all kinds of auspicious beasts all over it, Ye Qingxuan's big eyes swept away, only to see the heavenly dragon, the golden phoenix, the unicorn, and the Xuangui everywhere, in addition, at the top of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there is a colorful peacock.

This peacock is not only carved with what kind of gemstones, but at this time, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, it suddenly blooms with the color of seven treasures of glass.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan involuntarily shook his head secretly, this old monk of Liyan was also stunned, and made a place of Buddhist cultivation magnificent.

Ye Qingxuan likes to be pure, and when he sees such extravagance, he naturally dislikes it.

However, this is the family matter of the old monk Liyan, and he naturally won't care about it.

In just a moment, the group arrived at the location of the venue under the guidance of the monk who knew the guest.

I don't know what Li Yan thinks, but the location of this festival is not in the Feilai Temple, but in the back mountain of the Feilai Temple.

At this time, it was getting late, the afterglow of the setting sun had already gradually dissipated, and although the lights and candles were all over the venue, its light was only a few feet.

By the time Ye Qingxuan came to the venue, there were already celebrities and martial arts people from all walks of life sitting in the venue, and in addition to these people, there were also many people from Xiangyang who also gathered here.

Obviously, these people were all pilgrims who flew to the temple in the past, and when they heard about the Buddha's light puja, they wanted to stay and witness it with their own eyes after obtaining the consent of the abbot.