Long Zhuang in front of the mountain gate seized an opportunity to fill his pockets, collected the money and flew up, and the tourists who entered the mountain gate looked at the majestic, magnificent, colorful, and brilliant palace, and couldn't help but sigh, "This money, it really is not a loss!"

Xiuxin Hall is the first hall after the entrance, there is a plaque above the elegant gate, the three big characters of Xiuxin Hall are outlined with gold thread, the steps below are paved by bluestone, there are eight white marble pillars on both sides of the hall, which is engraved with the crane Ruiluan, auspicious clouds and colorful xia, and there is a five-zhang long sheet in front of the wall facing the door. The crimson incense case is two zhang wide, a golden hollow incense burner on it, with a thick pink Zen incense, four Cho dragon candlesticks on each side, a huge statue of a god behind the incense case, the hair and beard are all white, the eyebrows are kind, the hand pinched the magic trick, looking out of the mountain gate.

Mo Qing, who was waiting for someone here, also secretly asked Mo Ran, who is this old man, why can't he see it?

At that time, Mo Ran glanced at him and said mysteriously to him: "This is the sect master of the inner courtyard, the sect master of Yuandong. ”

Mo Qing glanced at the statue with envy on his face, "When, can we sit here?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ran pulled out of the Heart Cultivation Hall with a sleeve.

Now, under the seat of this sect master, Mo sighed slowly, "At the beginning, in order to enter the view, I trekked through mountains and rivers, looking around, and I was fortunate to meet the master, and now this group of cubs, at a young age, has been recommended by someone to envy the old man!"

When he fell into a lot of memories, a thin figure came from outside the main hall gate, and it was the first young man to enter the mountain gate.

The young man seemed to be a little timid, and looked at the statue in the hall outside the door for a long time, only then did he realize that Mo Qing was standing next to him.

He crossed the high threshold, slowly came to the statue, put the burden aside, knelt down on the gray futon in front of the incense case, kowtowed his head three times, and then stood up and came to Mo Qing's side, bowed his hand, and said, "Disciple Zi Kangran, meet the immortal chief." ”

"Yes!"

Mo Qing looked at the new first disciple in the Guanli and smiled. He already has long eyebrows and white beard, his eyes are focused, and he is wearing a cyan robe, holding a whisk in his hand, quite a bit of fairy wind bones!

He looked at Zi Kangrong, and the young man also peeked at the old Tao in front of him, and saw that he had a kind face, a long breath, and although he was old, his complexion was ruddy and shiny, and he was properly maintained, and he was relieved in his heart.

If the Taoist leaders in this view are like the unusually tall and reckless man at the door, and the intestines of repentance in their hearts are blue, then it is not a cultivator, but a den of thieves.

"Let's go to the back and register for it!"

Seeing that the young man was still pious, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, the old Taoist was in a good mood, and pointed to the corner door of the main hall and let him leave.

The young man stared at him, his face full of disbelief, "Dao Chief, don't you need to assess anything?"

"Haha!" The old Taoist stroked his long hair, raised his head and laughed, and then looked at the stunned young man in front of him, "Your kid has a good life, the top ten in the audience don't need to be assessed, go ahead!"

"Ahh

The young man was surprised, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed a few times, and then happily walked through the corner gate to find the person who registered.

As soon as he took two steps out of the back door of the main hall, a fierce-faced Taoist beckoned to him, "You, come here!"

Zi Kangran's heart trembled, seeing that the person was vicious, he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly ran over and saluted: "Dao Chief!

This fierce Taoist is Mo Mad, originally the important matter of registering and making a register was Qing Lan's, but Xue Bu was too violent, foaming at the mouth, and wanted to go back to rest, Qing Lan gave the master a lecture, and left without saying a word, and this errand was thrown down.

Mo Mad was ordered by the master to preside over the registration and making of the book.

The unlucky senior brother had no choice but to take this guy and prepare to register the newcomer after coming to this heart cultivation hall.

When he saw the young man from afar, he waved his hand to him and asked, "Do you know how to read?"

Although Zi Kangran's family is poor, he has also studied for a while, although he can't write poetry and songs, but there is no problem in reading and writing, and he immediately replied cautiously: "Dao Chang, yes!"

"Yes!"

Mo Mad laughed, found a shady place next to the martial arts training ground in front of the Fengxin Hall behind the Heart Cultivation Palace, found a table and a chair by the way, put a pen and ink inkstone on the table, and took out a thick booklet, and explained: "Young man, what about you, sit here today, and write down the name and birthday of the newcomer to this booklet, without marking the number, and we will write it later." Got it?"

"See!"

Zi Yiran immediately put the package aside, sat on the chair in a regular manner, and looked nervously at the back door of the Heart Cultivation Hall, waiting for the person to register.

Mo glanced at the child, saw that he was very serious, gently crushed the ink, pinched the red translucent pen with his hand, and looked at the brush in a daze.

"Goo~"

A muffled sound came from the young man's belly, and he nervously glanced at the unusually tall middle-aged Taoist next to him, and his small face turned red in an instant, if there was an orderly crack in the ground, he would probably get into it immediately.

Mo Mad was also stunned when he heard the sound, glanced at him, and then glanced at the patched earthy yellow burden at his feet, without saying anything, and with a light step on his feet, the person had disappeared into the sky.

The sound of the wind caused by the air startled the young man, and he couldn't believe it in his heart when he saw the fierce and vicious middle-aged Dao Elder flying into the sky without a trace.

"It turns out that it is really a fairy!"

The young man's heart was alive, and he originally thought that this so-called immortal gate was to learn some Taoist skills, fight demons, and scare ghosts, but he knew that the Taoist chief here was just like the immortals who came and went without a trace in the book.

He was secretly glad that he had come to the right place, this place is really a cultivator, not those tricks on the rivers and lakes, if he learns here for a few years, I don't know how much stronger it can be than that Guo Laodao in the east of the village?

The young man only knows that Guo Lao Dao can exorcise ghosts, subdue demons, and fortune telling, seek good fortune and avoid evil, and his ability is very big, that is, if there is anything going on with the old man of the county government, he will politely invite the old Taoist to his home.

The county magistrate is polite, so can Guo Laodao's ability be bad?

But after seeing Mo Mad's ability, the young man's heart is high, I am now worshipping the immortal mountain, worshipping the divine master, and the future is much stronger than Guo Laodaoke!

Just as he was thinking wildly, a gust of wind came from his ears, and the fierce evil Dao just now took two white steamed buns in his hands, as well as a golden chicken leg, wrapped in an oilcloth, handed it to the young man, and said in a deep voice: "Eat enough, work hard, dare to be lazy, and beat you first and can't take care of yourself!"

The bully put down this cruel sentence, and disappeared with a "whoosh".

The young man held the fragrant chicken legs and steamed buns, he couldn't speak for a long time, his thin body trembled slightly, his eyes were also red, he lowered his head and ate it, and said secretly in his heart, father, mother, you don't have to worry about the children, the Taoist chiefs here are all kind and pleasant, kind and kind, and very good to the children!

Mo Qing of the Cultivation Heart Hall was standing next to the statue waiting for the disciples who entered the mountain behind, and he muttered in his heart when he saw two gray-haired old Taoists and three men dressed as high-rollers in the door.

These people are also here to get started? He looked at the two veterans, and then at the three men, and his heart was full of questions.

"You're here to get started?"

Mo Qing couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart anymore and asked out loud.

Only then did those people find that there was a person standing next to the statue, and hurriedly came over and bowed, "Dao Chief, we are here to find someone!"

"Looking for someone?"

"We have known Guiguan Xue Buyu for many years, we are worried about it, and we are here to visit!"

Mo pondered lightly, how did these people know each other silently? No, we traveled down the mountain and rarely dealt with the people in the rivers and lakes, what was going on?

"When did you meet?"

Those few people laughed, "Twenty years ago, there were several encounters in Mantian City. ”

"Oh!" The old Taoist chief understood, it must have been the war between the two countries at that time, and Xue Buyu went to the imperial capital to help meet him, and he was also an acquaintance.

"In that case, you go to the apse first and wait, and when the people outside disperse, I will take you to find the eighth senior brother. ”

"Thank you so much!"

Several people hurriedly thanked them, and according to Mo Qing's guidance, they also passed through the corner gate and entered the apse, only to find that there was an even more splendid hall behind a huge square.

They were happy in their hearts, so they started to visit, went out of the inner hall, and happily looked left and right, and the young man who had just been the first to the door was sitting in front of a large table, holding a steamed bun and nibbling on it.

"Young man, why are you here?"

A big man came to the young man and asked politely.

Zi Ran heard someone call him, swallowed the food in his mouth hard, looked up, and found that there were two old Taoists and a few knights in front of him, all of whom he had encountered outside.

He jumped out of the chair, trotted over to a few people, and bowed his hand, "I am ordered by the Guan Nei Immortal Elder to register and make a register for the newcomers here." How many of you are also here to worship the Immortal Gate?"

"Hahaha, yes or no!"

An old man with a sword on his back laughed, turned around and glanced at a few people around him, and looked at the thin young man in front of him kindly, and said, "Child, we are visiting friends." ”

Hearing that they were visiting friends, and of course the friends of the immortals were also immortals, he was in awe, "I see." The boy has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and hopes to atone for his sins. ”

The thin-faced Taoist said with a smile: "No need to be formal. Boy, you are very blessed, you can come here to learn the Tao, you must seize the opportunity, and you must not slack off!"

"Boy, take the order!" Zi Ran respectfully made a gesture of please, and returned to his seat, sitting upright with a solemn expression.

A few people nodded, and they toured in this grand view.

By the end of the evening, there were more than 1,200 people in the square, including 900 men and 300 women.

Mo Ran saw that the booklet was clean and neat, and although the words were crooked, they were very neat, and he was also satisfied.

He ordered the newcomers to stand on the square, ignored them, and took the first ten to the wing room in the back mountain, arranged one room for each person, explained the time and place of the meal, and turned around and left with the booklet.

It was late at night, and there was still no way to grow out, and some people began to whisper, nothing more than "Treat us as a matter of course." ”

"This can't be a Taoist temple that cheats people out of money, right?"

"What a cow, young master, I don't want to learn, I want to go home!"

...

There are also many people who stand straight, waiting for the gods to appear.

The next day, the clouds were thick, the wind was fierce, and when it was a while, it was pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and more people left the square and hid under the temple.

After a while, the clouds receded, the scorching sun was overhead, these people saw that the Taoist priest in this view had been outside for a day and a night, and no one cared for him, so they had resentment in their hearts and began to shout, and many people began to walk around, wanting to find someone to ask for clarification.

It's just that there are only about a dozen people here, the mountains are far away, the forests are all over, and there are even more traces of wild beasts, where do they dare to leave to find it?

Until the early morning of the third day, the red sun revealed the sky, the glow was overflowing, the trees were roaring, and the whole Wufu Temple was golden and magnificent.

There were only about 300 people left who still insisted on standing in the courtyard, and the others were scattered everywhere.

The morning bell rang, and ten figures slowly appeared in the square.