Just after the fifth watch, before dawn, Zhang Muxian got up and sat cross-legged, silently moving nine yuan gong. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 After a while, I heard Chen Chang from the East House and Chen Erni from the kitchen house also groping around, and the noisy voices of the villagers came from outside the courtyard wall one after another.

Zhang Muxian was surprised in his heart, got up and came to the outside of the house, and saw many people outside the courtyard talking and laughing through the fence wall and walking towards Zhuangxi, and couldn't help but ask Chen Changdao: "Is there a happy event in the village?"

Chen Chang said respectfully: "Today is the day of the "King Anle" festival, and everyone is going to Zenyuan Nunnery to incense his old man's house!"

Zhang Muxian said in his heart: "Seeing this situation, King Anle is very respected, why have I never seen the information of this god? Is it a wild god?" and asked, "Is Chanyuan Nunnery the dojo of King Anle?"

Chen Chang shook his head, "Chanyuan Nunnery is the dojo of Guanyin Bodhisattva, the inspiration of great compassion and great compassion, King Anle has the grace of regeneration for the people of Huzhou, even the Bodhisattva was moved by it, and personally appeared in Huzhou, and the law decreed that he should accompany Chanyuan Nunnery, and everyone exchanged money to mold a golden body for him in Chanyuan Nunnery." ”

Zhang Muxian heard the name of "Guanyin Bodhisattva", her heart was moved, this is a great power, she and Rulai are the same five elders of the five directions, and the status is only below the four emperors, so she is even more curious: "Can Mr. Chen tell me about the deeds of this King of Anle?"

Chen Laohan said gratefully: "Two years ago, there was a famine in Huzhou, and the imperial court's relief grain was delayed, so everyone could only feed their hunger with weeds and tree bark, and some people went to eat Guanyin soil. When everyone thought that they would starve to death, a grain officer escorted a batch of military rations to the front line in South Vietnam, and when he saw the miserable situation of the people of Huzhou, he felt pity for them, so he privately distributed the military rations to everyone. Everyone survived with these military rations, but the grain officer said that the military rations had not arrived, and he had betrayed the emperor's trust, but when he saw that the people were alive, his heart was happy and peaceful, and after he finished speaking, he drew his sword and killed himself!"

Zhang Muxian was moved in his heart, and listened to Chen Chang continue: "Everyone is grateful for his kindness and spontaneously gave him a funeral. I don't know who said that the grain officer saved countless people in Huzhou, and he should be crowned king, and he should be called King Anle. All of a sudden, hundreds of thousands of people in Huzhou sang the name of King Anle, and sincerely moved the heavens. Speaking of the touching scene of the day, Chen Chang's face flushed.

Zhang Muxian groaned in his heart, "Where is the Zenyuan Nunnery built?"

Chen Chang pointed to the Zhuangxi Mountain Range and said, "It's in the Mogan Mountain in the west. At this time, he heard someone outside the courtyard shouting Chen Chang's name, Chen Chang answered, and said to Zhang Muxian: "Master Dao, do you want to go up the mountain with the old man and pay homage to King Anle?

Zhang Muxian said in his heart: "If I reveal my identity, I'm afraid that I will scare this King of Anle!" but said with a smile: "Then I will go with my husband to meet King Anle for a while." Chen Chang hurriedly walked out, not caring that Zhang Muxian said "will be for a while" instead of "worship".

Zhang Muxian followed Chen Chang out, and saw that the men, women and children of Lotus Village were rushing to the west mountain range one after another, and there was a team or two miles of bustling, and there were people from other places along the way.

Zhang Muxian and Chen Chang fell at the back of the team, and when the sky was bright, the group entered the Moganshan area. The road became narrower, and there were bamboo poles on both sides, and the edge could not be seen at a glance.

Zhang Muxian saw that the bamboo here was completely different from other places, some of the green had a pale yellow longitudinal groove in the middle, and some of the pale yellow mixed with blue-green spots, which was very good-looking, and couldn't help but praise: "The gold and jade in the world are not worth a pole of green bamboo here." ”

Chen Chang's eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up and praised: "Dao Ye is very knowledgeable! Last year, a Maocai visited Moganshan to find the road led by the old man, and he said on the road that the bamboo on both sides has a name and is exquisite. The one with more yellow and less green is called gold inlaid with jasper, and the one with more green and less yellow is called jasper inlaid with gold. He also made a poem, saying, "Mo Gan is a thousand heavy shows, and the green bamboo is ten miles deep." If you have to live here for a long time, you don't want to be an immortal. The old man didn't understand it very well, but this Maocai left after the tour, and the old man saw that he said that he didn't want to be an immortal. ”

Zhang Muxian laughed, cocked his thumb and said: "My husband is so knowledgeable, he can see through the hypocrisy of scholars at a glance. ”

Chen Chang smiled and continued to lead the way, crossing ten miles of green bamboo, a temple covering a small area towered halfway up the mountain.

At this time, some people had already returned after incense, and the queue was even more crowded, and when they approached the front of the hermitage, they were already crowded and crowded. Zhang Muxian and Chen Chang moved towards the nunnery little by little with the crowded crowd, and only entered the nunnery when the sun was three poles.

Chen Chang squeezed into the crowd and bought two incense candles, and handed one to Zhang Muxian, Zhang Muxian waved his hand and smiled: "Old man, you use it, if I burn incense and bow down, I'm afraid that this King of Anle can't stand it." ”

Chen Chang's face was displeased, and he thought: "Although this Dao Master has some magical powers, but the shelf is too big, how can King Anle not be able to stand your worship?"

Zhang Muxian smiled slightly, did not explain, and entered the hall with the flow of people.

The main seat in the hall is enshrined in the Bodhisattva Guanyin, the inspiration of great compassion, and a middle-aged man with a kind face is accompanying him on the right side, which should be the King of Anle in Chen Chang's mouth.

Zhang Muxian saw that the people who came to offer incense first burned incense and knelt down to worship King Anle, and then knelt down to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said in his heart: "Most of the people in Huzhou regard this King Anle as a life-saving benefactor, and he accompanies Zen Yuan Nunnery, and the incense in this nunnery is naturally a hundred times more prosperous than usual, and Guanyin Bodhisattva is calculating! I don't know if the famine in Huzhou and the suicide of the grain officer have anything to do with this Bodhisattva. "After being designed by Li Jing, Zhang Muxian no longer has a good impression of the high-ranking immortals, and he is not afraid to speculate on them with the greatest malice.

Seeing countless people sincerely bowing under the statue of King Anle, Zhang Muxian poured spiritual power into his eyes, and suddenly saw a phantom of a man with his eyes closed above the statue.

Zhang Muxian watched intently, whenever someone knelt down and prayed, there would be a trace of golden wish power into the virtual shadow, and he secretly said in his heart: "Relying on incense and wishing power to condense into a god, it often takes decades of accumulation, and King Anle has reached such a level in just two years, just open his eyes and be reborn as a god, and he will ascend to the sky in one step." ”

Zhang Muxian turned his head to look at the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, this Venerable Guanyin held the jade bottle in his hand, dignified and quiet, cordial and kind, not angry and mighty, where there are kneeling worshippers, there will automatically float out of the body a trace of willpower, the wish power floated out immediately after being absorbed by the statue, and then turned to the void inexplicably.

Zhang Muxian hurriedly glanced at it, and hurriedly turned his gaze away, Venerable Guanyin's mana is boundless, at least it is also the peak of the Golden Immortal or even the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, if she stares for a long time, it will inevitably not be noticed by her.