But it was said that Xiaoyaofu left the government and returned to the city's leisurely view. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The two boys I received a while ago hurriedly greeted me and bowed down to say hello.

These two boys are the same age, just over thirteen years old this year, very immature, one was given the name "Qingfeng", and the other was called "Mingyue".

There is no doubt that such a superficial name is of course the name of the free and rich.

Both children were born in poverty, and Qingfeng's parents were killed in the war, orphaned, and lived on the streets, hungry and cold, and helpless. Fortunately, he was met by the free rich road, and when he saw that he had some bones, he was accepted into the Taoist temple and became a child.

As for Mingyue, she was selected from dozens of teenagers who came to apprentice, and she was a girl.

A man and a woman, left and right boys, are the rules of the Taoist system, and many Taoist sects act in accordance with this.

No matter what, the two entered the Taoist temple and lived a good life. You don't have to worry about eating, drinking, and dressing, and you can learn the Tao.

A boy is not considered a disciple, and if he wants to become a true disciple, he must undergo all kinds of tests, and he must be spiritual in order to inherit the mantle.

At present, Xiaoyao Fudao has taught them a basic Taoist scripture, so that the two of them can practice every day, as for how much they comprehend and how much they can learn, it is their creation.

Xiaoyao Fudao is determined to reorganize the mountain gate, and this trip down the mountain, in addition to solving the incident, is also preparing to open the door widely, recruit a large number of children, and place them on Laoshan Mountain.

Since the establishment of the Laoshan faction, it has always been not prosperous and very deserted. Therefore, it has also led to the weak power of the sect and it is easy to be bullied. If the only seedling of Xiaoyao Fudao also encounters an accident, then the real inheritance will be cut off.

In view of this, Xiaoyao Fudao decided to abolish the old rules, recruit more children, and then select the best ones and accept them as disciples.

It's just a path of cultivation, with its own threshold, not everyone can cultivate, it can be said that there is no one in ten thousand. Otherwise, the monk would not have such a transcendent and exalted position.

There is a long way to go to revitalize the lintel.

Xiaoyao Fudao came into view, looked around, saw that the place was clean and meticulous, and in the furnace in front of Daojun, the incense was endless, so he couldn't help but nodded: These two boys are not lazy, and they have done their homework very well.

Monasticism is not only about roots, but also about attitude. Because the work of cultivation is also a hard work, and you must endure loneliness.

Mingyue asked crisply: "The master is from the mountain gate, can I eat?"

Xiaoyao Fudao replied, "I'm not hungry...... By the way, I heard that something strange is happening in the city, can there be any changes in the view?"

Mingyue shook her head: "I didn't find it." ”

Xiaoyao Fudao sighed, stopped talking, put his hands behind his back, and walked around the Taoist temple.

As a Taoist temple, of course, it is impossible to have no settings, and when the foundation of this temple was laid, artifacts were buried in the four corners and formed a formation one after another. However, it is a pity that this array was destroyed during the war and lost its efficacy, and the Taoist temple was also defeated, no one presided over it, and it became a nest of snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Later, the Easy Fortune Road came, renovated and reopened. At the same time, the situation was repaired and put back into operation.

This array is not a big killing array, it is a spiritual array that condenses the number of qi, and it also has some practical small functions, such as: insect repellent and mosquito control!

Don't underestimate this effect, it's very easy to use. Otherwise, mosquitoes will come in in piles at night, buzzing, and biting people's skin to the point of redness and swelling, which will ruin the scenery. If it's easy to be rich, it's good to say, you have your own spells to defend yourself, but you can change the breeze and bright moon to them, and it is difficult to do your homework quietly in such an environment. Every now and then, I have to stretch out a slap to hit mosquitoes, and I am very irritable.

But with the protection of the spirit array, it is different, the breeze is breezy, cool and sweatless, mosquitoes dare not approach, a quiet scene. Not to mention anything else, even when the pilgrims come in, they can immediately feel the extraordinaryness of this place, and their admiration is immediately born, and they hurriedly offer incense.

The effect of the spirit array is more important than daily life, and the safety protection has to be done separately. The four corners of the eaves of the Taoist temple are hung with brass bells the size of a fist.

These bells, of course, are not mortal things, but enlightened-level magic weapons, which are practiced by the Joyful Rich Dao. Due to the problem of materials and time, the quality of the four bells can only be said to be sloppy, and there is not much damage, that is, when an evil spirit approaches, it will shake without wind and make a Lingling warning sound.

But the bell hasn't rang since it was hung up.

Xiaoyao Fudao looked at these bells and saw that the yellow charms posted inside the bells were still there, and he knew that the effect was not damaged.

"Hey, small doors, poor people!"

The Taoist priest sighed.

Laoshan was once beautiful for a period of time in ancient times, but it did not last long, only a few decades, and then began to decline. Not to mention the generation of the master of Xiaoyao Fudao, the sect can support the façade, maybe it is the blessed land of Laoshan.

When I got to Xiaoyao Fudao, it was even worse, even Laoshan was lost, and it became a stronghold of the Shura Demon Sect, which became a big joke in the cultivation world.

Now, I have finally brought back the mountain gate, but if I want to recover, I don't know how many difficulties I have to solve.

Need?

Full of doors, cats and dogs, there are obvious to all;

Essentials?

cough, Xiaoyao Fudao has that scroll of inheritance spells hidden in his sleeves, and he can barely hold it. Perhaps, that yin and yang gourd is also a good treasure.

As for the rest, it is all fragmented and cannot be put on the table.

The last time I came back with Chen Sanlang, I took some things under the cliff of the back mountain, but in fact, they are all materials for refining talismans and spells, and they can be regarded as treasures of the sect, and there is no shortage of natural treasures. But materials are materials, and if you can't practice good things, it's useless.

For a long time, Taoist priests have been constantly trying to refine the way, but they have no choice but to fail. That time, on the ship leaving Jing County, he refined a powerful thunderstorm talisman, but unexpectedly exploded, was blown to ashes, and was almost seriously injured.

When I say it, it's all tears.

It's hard to make good things, so you have to make small repairs, knock and bang, and make some superficial things to fool the field.

Either the ancestor has a spirit, or his own fortune is high, and he got acquainted with Chen Sanlang during his travels. No one thought that a poor scholar could grow up to Si, and turn around, and today, when he entered the Laoshan Mansion, the Taoist Temple was able to reopen, and the Laoshan Mountain Gate also got the opportunity to rebuild. Otherwise, I don't know what year and month I can get to this point.

The Taoist priest stood, stunned, not knowing how time passed, and suddenly it was evening, and the night fell. Autumn is late and early, and the twilight is dark, and it is already time to hold the lights. At this time, I don't know if it's an illusion, there is a wind blowing and blowing on my body, I feel cold all over my body, and I can't help but fight.

Bell bell bell!

Almost at the same time, the bell rang loudly.

Xiaoyao Fudao raised his eyebrows, his eyes shrank, and shouted: "This Daoist Master is about to look for you, but you are about to send it to the door, and you don't know whether you are dead or alive." ”

Turning around, he instructed the boy: "Close the door and let the wolf go!"