As the procession of welcoming the gods forward, the people along the street watched from afar as the teams of people and horses escorting the portable shrine passed by.

Those handsome young men were clever in the team, throwing flattering eyes at the people around them, and the prodigal children and ladies who were slightly moved couldn't help but play the tricks of throwing purses and throwing fan pendants.

The shopkeepers of the shops along the street sincerely took incense sticks and sincerely wished to each of the portable shrines that passed through their shops.

I wish the Queen of Heaven and the Lord Hongsheng to bless the children who sell foreign goods to return as soon as possible, I wish the Emperor Guan Shengjun and the Marshal Xuantan to bless the prosperity of business, and not to give birth to officials and tongues, and I wish the King of Guangli and Marshal Huaguang to bless their own industries from the disaster of Zhu Rong Huilu......

And in the team of the gods, the most trusted and most effective grandfather of the Northern Emperor of Foshan is still behind, and all the sufferings in the world, it seems that as long as the emperor who guards the northern heavens and sweeps away the ominous ancestor is there, then all difficulties will become a thing of the past.

You see, didn't Feng Tiannan and the Five Tigers faction, who had been tossing in Foshan Town for many years, quietly disappear in everyone's eyes like this?

Foshan people are hard-working, whether they are working, or they are businessmen, as long as they can leave a piece of money to support their families and let them do their own livelihood in peace, then they can willingly call people like Feng Tiannan as masters, and watch their flesh and blood turn into foreign goods and treasures that are full of taste for those nouveau riche on Fengfu.

Foshan people are also forgetful, as long as Grandpa Beidi can still sit in a portable shrine to inspect the 24 shops in Foshan every year, then they can forget about the exploitation and bullying inflicted on them by others.

Those squires who relied on the Four Books and Five Classics to earn their fame could also forget the teachings of their masters, and huddled with characters like Feng Tiannan, and didn't even bother to perform the reserved nature of the scholars.

The world is like this, Foshan all year round to welcome the gods, like flowers brocade, is the fire cooking oil, will Foshan people completely dissolve in this flowing silver money to welcome the gods in the team, no longer have the heart, and finally turn themselves into a ball of embroidery on the head of the southern lion, a plate of candied fruit on the incense case.

Warm breeze, fragrant breeze, scented and Tao Taoran, a good Taiping street scene, a great Qing Dynasty!

At this moment, the Beidi shrine with gold dots and Zhu arrived.

Whether it is the amorous child who throws the purse fan pendant, the girl who is pregnant with spring, or the businessman Jia Ke who is full of prayers and worships with incense, and the wild old village woman, what everyone sees at this moment is not the thirty-six pairs of vermilion lacquer opening honor guards that they are used to seeing in previous years, nor the Big Dipper Seven Star Banner that symbolizes the Northern Emperor's patrol.

There is no group of gentry and old men wearing big silver hats and magnificent black-trimmed satin robes, huddled around the portable shrine, looking proud.

What you see in front of you is just two rows of people and horses, all dressed in ancient times, the queue is as straight as a sword, and one side is two tigers, waving in the wind.

There is no mixed yuan scarf like an official hat under the silk scarf, and there is no auspicious embroidery such as dragon and phoenix and lotus flower on the iron cyanosis robe, which looks plain, but there is a trace of blood and fire soaked in the smell between the robes, which is incompatible with this rich and luxurious competition.

Although these young men look like monks, there is a smell on their bodies that is unfamiliar to the people of Foshan, which is not found in those Quanzhen Taoists who are polite and kind to the point of being bullied, and can insult and play fun regardless of the gentry.

The glittering boots rose and fell, and the twenty-eight young men, all stepping on one point, the neat and uniform movements, reminded the readers on the street of a word that they should not have subconsciously used on Daoliu.

Prestige.

Although as a protégé of a saint, Xiucai didn't have to kneel down when they saw their parents and officials, and they always looked at the sky with their nostrils to Xiaomin, but at this time, they couldn't help but stand solemnly and restrain that bit of arrogance a little.

In the middle of the queue, a giant bear with black fur strides proudly, one step at a time, on the bear's back, the people of Foshan Town saw a bamboo crown Taoist, straddling the back of the giant bear, like an ancient pine, as if let the wind and snow blow on the face, and do not move.

Somehow, this small team makes people feel an awe-inspiring power that cannot be taken lightly, and people can't help but want to pay tribute, only to feel shocked-

The shock was certain, because in the middle of the march of this team, from Li Daxiong and from the twenty-eight Dao soldiers, there was a surge of military energy, and then with Wei Ye as the center, it turned into a threatening aura, and projected towards the surroundings unscrupulously.

The immortal warlock straddled Li Daxiong's back, but sighed slightly: "People really still bring less, if there are more Taoist soldiers, this threatening aura is enough to completely paralyze those waste green battalions in the Qianlong Dynasty, and only the Mongolian Eight Banners and the border army in the north can be regarded as an opponent......"

That's right, how could Wei Ye have the heart to participate in such a folk activity as the Welcoming God Contest that the folk people were looking for fun and controlled by the gentry? Do you think that today's Daomen is not deeply involved with these old customs, and has been regarded as a sorcerer and the like who are foolish people?

For Wei Ye, this is a display of Daohai Zongyuan, and it is also a deterrent!

It's just that there are too few Dao soldiers under his command, and even the best aesthetic expression of the army's march such as military division has no momentum, and can only be gradually supplemented by magical powers.

But even so, it made people look dumbfounded, and they couldn't help but be shocked by this breath of blood and fire that came to their faces, and they could only be dumbfounded.

Noisy and frolic, but the moment this team passed by, it became silent.

Only the sound of the placket rubbing and the knees falling to the ground sounded one after another.

An old Xiucai looked at the team mutteringly, and held back for a long time before he sighed: "Is it possible that Grandpa Beidi has descended?"

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.........

had already come down from the hero building, and Puxiang Dao and Ren Tianpeng also saw this unique team of welcoming gods from a distance.

Puxiang Taoist is holding a Dan plate, holding a brocade box on the plate, and the face is quite calm, but Ren Tianpeng on the side is holding the lacquer plate, but it is constantly trembling, and the Longquan porcelain wine pot and a few wine glasses have been tinkling.

Seeing him like a bear, Puxiang Daoist had to kick him secretly, Ren Tianpeng ate this kick, so he could be regarded as a little awake in his brain, and followed Puxiang Daoist to the street quickly, blocking the way of the team: "Everyone, wait a minute!"

When he called, from the Southern Lion Team and Dragon Dance Team in front to the various portable shrines in the back, he couldn't help but pause, but saw a half-old Taoist, a squire like a rich man, holding objects to block the road.

Then the officials sent out by the Tongzhi Yamen stood up and shouted: "Where did the foreigners come from? They dared to go out on patrol against Grandpa Beidi, and they wanted to make offerings, and they would wait until Grandpa Beidi arrived at the Huo family ancestral hall to receive the first offering!"

Huojia ancestral hall is the first stop of the Northern Emperor's patrol, the road is not too far, this official shouts, is also goodwill, Foshan people attach the most importance to the Northern Emperor's patrol, once provoked public anger, not only these two foreigners will suffer, but they will also have to eat a small board when they go back to the Yamen.

However, Puxiang Daoist didn't care about this, he just smiled and nodded towards the servant, and then walked quickly to the team of welcoming the gods, facing Wei Ye who was riding a black bear.

Holding the Danpan, he smiled and raised his head: "This senior brother, Poor Dao is invited." ”

Wei Ye looked down, and there was a smile on his face: "Daoist friends are polite, dare to ask to block Wei's way, what can you see?"

Puxiang Daoist was very polite on his face: "I don't dare to see the word teaching, but the poor Taoist is the Taoist priest of the Jade Emperor Temple of Guanyin Mountain in Dongguan, and I heard that the senior brother is here to preside over the incense of the grandfather of the Northern Emperor, so I specially came to meet the senior brother." ”

Hearing that this Taoist priest ran forward, just to greet Wei Ye, all the ordinary people and merchants who were immersed in that spiritual shock couldn't help but be furious, and shouted: "This wild Taoist priest is so unruly!

It was only when they shouted that Wei Ye frowned, raised his hand and pressed downward, and suddenly the aura of power regenerated, forcing the crowd to be quiet, but it just missed the half-old Taoist in front of him.

Puxiang Daoist naturally didn't know the trick of this, so he unconsciously arched his hand and said: "Since Senior Brother and Poor Dao are both ordained under Grandpa Laojun, and they can be regarded as brothers with the same precepts, dare to ask which senior brother is serving under which senior, and when and month did he receive the ordination? ”

When he said this, the Dao soldiers were already angry, and they pressed their swords against each other.

Wei Ye smiled: "What a respectful and humble elder!" It's just these four words, Wei can say it, but no one can say it, Taoist friends, Wei took it, and retreated, so as not to look bad on the face." ”

Hearing Wei Ye's humility, Puxiang Daoist suddenly knew in his heart, and said in his heart: "This kind of Jianghu means, can be deceived by others, how can I be blinded, really a wild Taoist priest who has no words and no degree, if you don't tear down your painting skin today, I will not be a wonderful hand Zhang Xian." ”

Thinking of this, Puxiang Daoren smiled again: "Since the senior brother refuses to say, then that's it." Hearing that the senior brother has done a good job here, Poor Dao also felt light in his heart when he heard it. Therefore, I specially dedicated a rare fruit to my brother, wishing my brother an early enlightenment, and also bringing a ban to my generation. ”

As he spoke, he stepped forward with the Danpan in his hand, and when he left, he didn't forget to kick Ren Tianpeng again.

Ren Tianpeng was also an agitator, and then cautiously walked in with a wine jug and said: "Ren Tianpeng of Dinghu Villa, I heard that my friend opened a sect here, and I was overjoyed, so I specially prepared a pot of thin wine, and I hope to ...... Hope ......"

The two of them were about to come over, and without waiting for Lu Yan and Ma Chao to stop them, the Dao soldiers had already pressed their swords and glared angrily.

Wei Ye sat on Li Daxiong's back, but he didn't care at all, and nodded: "The love of the two colleagues is very grateful. Since this is the case, Wei received the hearts of the two. ”

As he spoke, the immortal warlock's body turned, and he jumped up from Li Daxiong's back, and then fell like a leaf.

This light hand kung fu made Puxiang Daoren and Ren Tianpeng stunned for a moment, and then applauded: "Good kung fu!"

Wei Ye ignored their applause, stepped forward, took the brocade box from the Dan plate held by the Puxiang Daoist, opened it, and held the small peach inside in the palm of his hand.

Puxiang Daoist didn't know that at the same time that Wei Ye picked up the immortal fruit, a series of data streams flashed in his eyes.

He just looked at the young Daoist in front of him holding this Cloud Pill, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised in his heart, and said secretly: "Could it be that this person is also an expert in medicine, and he actually knows the details of my Cloud Entering Pill?"

When he was suspicious, he couldn't help but cover up and said: "The countrymen don't have any good things, but they make the senior brother laugh." ”

Who knew that Wei Ye had already smiled and said: "What a handsome little peach, if you think about it, it is not a Yaochi immortal, but also a rooftop alien, so Wei was born to accept the kindness of Taoist friends." ”

As he spoke, the immortal warlock opened his mouth and swallowed this Izumo Pill.

Ren Tianpeng on the side saw Wei Ye swallowing the Yunyun Pill, and hurriedly held the wine jug and persuaded him: "Dao Chang is really a refreshing person, I have prepared some Huiquan wine here, the things are meager and not respectful, and I hope that Dao Chang will appreciate his face and drink a glass." ”

Wei Ye nodded and said: "Huiquan wine is brewed by the second spring in the world, but it is rare to get real products here in Guangdong, and my friends have a heart." ”

Saying that, Wei Ye didn't take the wine glass, but directly snatched the wine jug from Ren Tianpeng's hand, and poured a whole pot of Huiquan wine directly at the spout.

Ren Tianpeng saw Wei Yejug to the dry wine, and shouted: "Dao Chang is so massive!", but he couldn't help but retreat, just for Puxiang Daoist to stop, but he couldn't leave.

Seeing that Wei Ye ate peaches and drank wine, Puxiang Daoist knew that the Irumo Pill was extremely fast, and it could be distracted in just a few breaths, even if he was a person with advanced internal strength, he couldn't resist it. Over the years, he has used Izumo Pill to plot against many famous women on the rivers and lakes, and he has no advantage.

At this moment, he was just waiting to see Wei Ye's jokes, but unexpectedly, Wei Ye sighed and said: "It's a pity, although Huiquan wine is famous all over the world, now the people who make Huiquan wine are profiteers, so that the good wine is no longer good, and this pot of Huiquan wine is not a good wine, which really disappoints the two of them." Let's return it as it is. ”

After saying that, the immortal warlock opened his mouth, and a puff of wine mist rushed out, but it was as if it was bound by an invisible force, condensed but not dispersed, and rushed towards the faces of the two of them.

Ren Tianpeng's light body kung fu was originally inferior to the Puxiang Daoist, but at this moment, his arm was pulled by the Puxiang Daoist, and it was too late to escape.

Unexpectedly, when Puxiang Daoist saw Wei Ye's emotion, he instinctively felt that something was wrong, and then slapped Ren Tianpeng on the back with a palm, pushing him in front of him, and his body slammed into the crowd.

However, his body was so agile and swift, but it could not be faster than this wine mist, and in an instant, he felt that a sweet and fragrant smell of wine had split his head and covered his face.

When he looked at it again, he found that his head and face were surrounded by this wine mist, and even if he waved his hand and slapped it in all directions, it would not disperse.

With the smell of wine and peaches permeating, Puxiang Daoist only felt that his throat was full of a sweet liquid, and then he went down to his throat, turning into hot air rising from his lower abdomen, and finally scattered into his limbs and bones, straight to his brain, and never cleared again.