Maoshan Taoist Courtyard incense is prosperous and does not lose the old country of Eastern Wu, June 15 is more tourists and pilgrims, not only at noon, the whole Taoist courtyard is full of smoke, even if it has reached dusk, it still does not decrease much.

Incense is prosperous, naturally there is no shortage of incense money, even if the Maoshan faction loses its status and identity as the national teacher of the old state of Dongwu for two hundred years, it seems that they can still live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

Of course, if you want people to take the initiative to take the money out to add incense, it also depends on the real ability.

I have to say that Maoshan's ability to tell fortunes and determine good fortune has really been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not only in East Kyushu, but also in the entire Tongqi people, who have come from thousands of miles to ask for signatures.

Not to mention those foreigners who have long hair, or cross the ocean or trek through mountains and rivers.

The incense is sheng, and these big and small Taoist priests in the Maoshan Taoist courtyard can naturally live a comfortable life, otherwise, they have to go to the rivers and lakes and make a dojo to earn some silver to subsidize the family.

At dusk, behind Maoshan Mountain, this is the place where a group of Taoist priests in Maoshan really practice, and martial arts and cultivation are not wrong.

Houde Hall is the most solemn place in the back mountain of Maoshan Mountain, and outsiders are naturally unable to enter, and it is as expensive as Tang Yulou, the No. 1 gentleman in the sky, and he just glanced inside at the door.

Although the old Taoist priest Huang Daozi sincerely invited him into the hall, he still gave up when he looked at the eyes of the other two Taoist priests, Yi Huangzi and Hong Cangzi, who were about to stare at him.

"Hmph, two little family angry cow noses, you will have good fruit to eat in the future. ”

Tang Yulou snorted coldly in his heart, but unexpectedly, Huang Daozi beside him immediately cast a meaningful look.

"The little prince didn't want to disturb the ancestors of the sect before he wanted to enter the palace, and the old man was extremely grateful. Huang Daozi said deeply.

Tang Yulou was shocked, could it be that everything he thought in his heart had been spied on by the old Taoist priest in front of him? If this was the case, it would be too scary.

In an instant, the pores of Tang Yulou's whole body opened, and a cold swept through his body, and after a brief numbness of his scalp, his left hand with Jizo Bodhisattva Jade tied to his wrist was clenched, and then released.

The face was silent, still smiling, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and a trace of qi in the body was so shallow that it could almost be ignored was flowing rapidly, and it instantly ran in the body for a week, penetrating the five internal organs.

In the dantian, the thin glow of the sun and the moon seemed to be the last to be ready to go, and after the fish died and the net was broken, it was completely dissipated.

"Little Wangye, the way to control anger is not martial arts, regardless of the three religions and nine streams, it is a profound kung fu, Xiaocheng will live a long life, and Dacheng will have a bright future. Huang Daozi said with a smile, his tone was as calm as the wind and rain in early spring, refreshing people's hearts.

Tang Yulou didn't have any shock this time, and the qi in his body slowly calmed down.

There were three other people beside him, two Taoist priests and one Lao Jiu were all shocked, and the three of them glanced at Huang Daozi and the little prince Tang Yulou at the same time, and they all appeared in a moment of turmoil.

In a short period of time, there seems to be a confrontation between the old and the young.

The old way won steadily but did not win, and the young man was defeated and not defeated.

After that, the most frightening thing was actually Huang Daozi, who could no longer spy on all the thoughts of the young man in front of him, except for a good-looking skin visible to the naked eye, as if the young man had melted into the Maoshan Cave.

Is this settled?

Huang Daozi suppressed the shock in his heart, and motioned for the other three to leave temporarily with him, leaving Tang Yulou standing alone outside the Houde Palace.

Lao Jiu was on guard, and after leaving Tang Yulou a few feet away, he stood quietly on crutches, not allowing anyone to take a step closer, not even the three masters of Maoshan Mountain.

No matter who it is at this moment, as long as he dares to take a step closer, even if his strength is not good, he will inevitably fight to the death and sacrifice his life to protect the Dharma for Tang Yulou.

Farther away, Huang Daozi stood with his beard stroked, his eyes shining, and his heart at the moment was not only shaking, but also turned into expectation.

It seems that there is such a person who has coincidentally entered the Dingmao Mountain Cave Heaven for a hundred years, and the previous one is the old master who forced the first Chu Fei people to get off the horse and climb the mountain today.

I wonder if he is in the world?

Yi Huangzi and Hong Cangzi were still staring, could this gentleman in front of him have a cultivation talent comparable to that of his ancestors?

At this time, Tang Yulou entered a state of mystery and mystery.

Huang Daozi's simple two sentences just now put him in danger like an initiation, and then pulled him out of the Sea of Fire and Dao Mountain, and then his mood immediately opened up.

This is a mountain, there is a Taoist temple on the mountain, the mountain road is not so wide, and there are not many pilgrims, but the bell from the Taoist temple in the mountain seems to never stop.

There is a person, three steps and one song to climb the mountain, the simple robe has gossip, and a handle is swaying in the forest.

The speed is neither fast nor slow, but it is halfway up the mountain in a blink of an eye.

Click!

There was thunder on a sunny day, and the old man was neither deaf nor blind, and after glancing at the clear sky at random, his complexion suddenly changed, and he sat cross-legged on the spot.

After arranging his robe, he solemnly put down his hands, his hands were stacked in front of him, and a natural aura soon filled the entire mountain forest.

After a full hour, suddenly there was a sky of flowers, and a wonderful and difficult Taoist scripture came out of the old Taoist mouth and floated to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain.

Buzz!

Suddenly the bell rang in the Taoist temple, and after the middle door was opened, several old Taoists rushed out, and behind them were a group of disciples.

Soon, halfway up the mountain, the old Taoist who sat cross-legged still reciting the scriptures, a few zhang away from each other, a group of Taoist priests of all sizes sat cross-legged and closed their eyes and memorized, the scriptures were difficult to understand, and it was not the time to understand.

The sun set and rose in the east, and as the night passed, the sky was full of red glow, and the old man stopped chanting the scriptures, and his whole body breath became more mysterious.

A group of Taoist priests immediately got up, and then bowed in unison and saluted: "He, the master of the sect is completed." ”

"After today, Maoshan should be able to preach the world, but unfortunately I can't see the old way. ”

The old man sang cross-legged: "Buddha Amitayus", and then his body rose into the air.

Above the nine heavens, in the depths of the red glow, there seems to be a heavenly gate opened, in which only the old Tao can see.

When Lao Dao Kankan entered the Heavenly Gate, he casually glanced at the top of Maoshan Mountain, revealing a hint of surprise, and then nodded and smiled slightly.

Enter the Gate of Heaven!

Rumble!

The gate of heaven disappeared, the thunder rolled, and a boulder landed from the sky in the place where the old Tao ascended.

The boulder stands near the cliff, and the word "down to earth" on it faces the cliff and overlooks the world.

The old Taoist soared, a group of Taoist priests had joy and reluctance on their faces, and finally returned to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and the bell in the temple rang for 9981 days in a row, and there were countless Taoist powers to worship the mountain.

The Maoshan faction has a great reputation!

Tang Yulou never left, the word "down to earth" has been deeply embedded in his mind, when he was suspended on the cliff facing the boulder, the two words falling from the sky made him feel like facing the past and present life.

How to go down to earth, not immortals?

This is a picture of heaven and man flying into immortals, these are two ordinary words that knock down the mortal dust, Tang Yulou is immersed in the scene as if he is out of the body, but the word "down to earth" makes him more troubled than the old way of soaring, because he seems to feel sympathy from the two words.

He saw Lao Dao glance back in front of the gate of heaven, and subconsciously nodded and smiled with Lao Dao, an immortal, an out-of-body primordial god, an encounter across time and space, blessings and misfortunes are unknown.

Only the word "down to earth" has since disappeared from the boulder and has become a part of Tang Yulou's mind.

A Taoist classic called "Xia Fan" has a variety of contents, which can see through human life and heaven, or martial arts to reach heaven and man, all by fate.

It was already noon the next day when Tang Yulou woke up from his meditation, and he stood motionless without eating or drinking, and the other four people were also like this.

Lao Jiu is protecting the Fa, and the three Taoists who are now the heaviest in Maoshan are also protecting the Fa.

If this little ancestor had an accident in Maoshan, it is unknown whether the millions of iron horsemen under the royal palace would set foot on Maoshan Mountain, but the princess of the alluring city would inevitably set off the Taoist temple and make Maoshan not a single vein of grass grow.

Fifteen years ago, what kind of astonishing cultivation should the Great Innate Realm Grandmaster have now.

"Lao Jiu, hurry up and get some food, I'm starving to death Young Master Ben. ”

The first thing Tang Yulou said when he woke up was to eat, he was not a martial arts master, he hadn't eaten or drunk for a day, and now he was hungry.

Two of the three Taoist priests showed disdain, and only Huang Daozi showed a really frank smile, and then immediately called the little Taoist boy to prepare food for the little prince in front of him.

"Young Master, your stop is only a day and a night, but what kind of discomfort do you have?" Lao Jiu said with concern as he helped Tang Yulou, who seemed to be fainting from hunger. He himself was already a grandmaster of the Little Innate Realm, so he was naturally able to go without eating or drinking for three or five days, so he was still full of energy at this time.

"It's okay, it's just a little hungry and sleepy. Tang Yulou shook his neck and twisted his waist, and said after feeling that everything was fine.

Just ask the whole world, wake up from the meditation and shake your head to determine whether you are okay, it is estimated that there is the one in front of you.

The three Maoshan veterans had already come to Tang Yulou's side, but before they could speak, Tang Yulou spoke first: "I know what you want to ask, to be honest, I just had a dream, I saw an old man inexplicably ascending to the sky, and then I saw a stone falling from the sky, and the others were gone." ”

He didn't say the word "down", only waited for them to find out for themselves that the words on the boulder had disappeared.

Rao is like this, and even the three old Taoists, including Huang Daozi, have been speechless for a long time in shock.

This is the scene of the ascension of the founder of Maoshan Mountain, which is recorded in the Tibetan Scripture Building.

Immortal fate, this purple qi must have come with this little prince, but I didn't expect him to be able to have this immortal fate, which is really more blessed than the Maoshan ancestor who also entered the Dingdong Heavenly Blessed Land.

When the ancestor woke up, he immediately retreated, and when he came out, the martial arts realm crossed the two realms one step from the small innate realm, crossed the out-of-body realm, and went straight to the great innate realm, becoming one of the top masters in the world.

Being able to see the immortal face of the founder of Maoshan Mountain is almost the same as accepting the mantle inheritance, but it is obviously impossible for this little prince to become a monk, but even so, the attitude of the three Taoist priests in front of him has changed dramatically.

Especially Yi Huangzi and Hong Cangzi, they bowed their heads and didn't say anything, they almost called themselves disciples.

Just kidding, if one day the ancestor of the mountain opened the mountain to teach something to the immortal family, it must have passed through the hands of the little ancestor in front of him.

Thinking of this, Yi Huangzi, who is good at Qi Huang and hexagram physiognomy, wanted to see what was so special about the young man in front of him and could have this great opportunity.

So when his eyes fixed on Tang Yulou's body with a full pillar of incense, his cold sweat began to drip uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth even trembled a little.

Everyone discovered his abnormality, Huang Daozi frowned, and before he could ask a question, he heard his junior brother say tremblingly: "Three souls and two souls, different numbers, different numbers!"