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A female Taoist priest in a yellow shirt walked over, looking no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, with a delicate face and a graceful figure. Politely asked Red Sleeves who rolled down the window, "Excuse me, everyone, do you have an invitation?" Zhi Zheng in the back seat leaned out his mobile phone from the car window, "Yes, there are!" The female Taoist priest scanned the QR code on the Zhizheng screen with her mobile phone, and there was a crisp sound, and the female Taoist priest smiled all over her face, "It turned out that the master of the line had arrived! "Zhizheng hahaha," my master is sick, and I am specially sent to watch the ceremony on my behalf. How's it going? Isn't it bright enough?

The female Taoist priest saw that he was humorous and not as old-fashioned as ordinary monks, and responded, "I'm sorry, it turned out to be Master Zhizheng." No wonder so young and handsome. Whoever comes, we warmly welcome, these two are ......" Zhizheng was last called young and handsome, and I don't know how many years have passed. Nai was in a good mood, "These two are acquaintances, and they are responsible for sorting out the literature under my master's seat." This time I came to Kunlun, in order to better publicize the event and publicize the mixed yuan faction. You know, my cultivation is good, but my writing is far inferior to them. ”

The yellow-shirted female Taoist priest immediately said no more, and introduced the red-sleeved car into the parking lot and put it away. Each person was given a golden brooch pinned to the placket. Calling the console with a walkie-talkie, a short time later, a battery sightseeing car came, loaded the three of them, and walked along a hidden bluestone road to the depths of the valley. Du Yuan looked down at the brooch on his chest, which was square in shape, with a relief pattern of turtles and snakes dancing together. Pulled it up and bit it with his teeth, leaving a noticeable indentation. "Wow, it's still a thousand gold. I don't know how many guests are coming, and this expenditure is enough for local tyrants!"

This bluestone road is very smooth, the sides are different from the outside of the valley, the more you walk, the more lush you go, the trees cover the sky and the sun, as if you have reached a subtropical valley all at once. There was also a faint smell of dampness. Red Sleeve pointed to the top of his head, and Du Yuan saw that the sky was caught by the cliffs protruding from both sides, becoming extremely narrow, leaving only a line of light, and this scene continued for about five kilometers, and it suddenly became clear. This cheerful is not an ordinary cheerfulness!

The terrain in front of you sinks, presenting a green forest and valley, with a radius of 100 miles. The forest is dense, and countless rare tree species that are not part of the local area are scattered in every corner, and they all seem to be more than ten years old. Between the trees, the mist is swirling, the zigzag fairy qi flows slowly, occasionally the red-crowned crane flutters its wings and flies out, and there are large groups of egrets passing by. The pavilions and pavilions reveal the cornices and corners among the green leaves, adding a mysterious humanistic atmosphere. The farthest mountain cliff, standing faintly in the mist, there are enough ten thousand, the height is not at the top, a waterfall falls vertically, the rushing water is accompanied by the cry of the ape, leisurely looking at each other.

Du Yuan couldn't help but open his mouth wide - this is not a fairyland, what else can it be? The other two are all average. The handyman driving the battery car was obviously not surprised, and said proudly, "Our Mixed Yuan Shengjing is the place where the Mixed Yuan Palace is located, so naturally we will not be sloppy." The scenery you see is the result of painstaking efforts by the Heavenly Masters of the Sect. Zhi Zheng was a little suspicious, "No, I have studied on satellite maps, and there is no such hole in this area." How could it appear out of thin air?" said the handyman with a smile, "The Mixed Yuan Shengjing is shrouded in an immortal canopy, and the satellite can only photograph the reflected light outside the immortal canopy, so naturally I don't know the mystery inside. "Zhi Zheng looked around at this radius of a hundred miles, the sky! How big is this "immortal canopy"? How much mana is needed to support such an energy cover? Not to mention that it has been covered day and night, over the years? It is really unimaginable!

The battery car went further inside, and countless birds and flowers came in bursts. After a while, I came to a pavilion, and the two big characters "Laiyi" were written on it, but it was where the hotel was located. A single room for three people, low-key luxury has connotation, and it has long been ready to stop. Everyone was very satisfied.

Among the three people, only Zhi was the one who had participated in the Crane Ming Festival twenty years ago, and he couldn't help but sigh, "This mixed yuan sect is such a big deal. Kunlun Immortal Mountain, worthy of its name. In comparison, Laoshan can only be regarded as a scum. ”

While talking, another acquaintance came to visit, the same woman in a yellow shirt, the same graceful figure, if it weren't for the difference in appearance, she would simply recognize the wrong person. The female Taoist smiled and asked, "Distinguished guests, there will be an open-air dinner under the waterfall a little later, and all the guests who have already arrived can participate." Don't miss it – the opening ceremony of the Crane Singing Festival will be at 9 a.m. the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow is free to move, you can walk around as you like, if you have any needs, you can directly consult the local Yellow Shirt Taoist. ”

That's a good arrangement. Everyone washed up and got ready to stop. Led by Zhizheng, he led Du Yuan and Red Sleeves to the high cliff waterfall. At that time, it was dusk, the sun and the moon were shining together, the so-called fairy peng, did not block the sky light to enter, and the valley was soaked in golden afterglow, which was a moving scenery again. The homing egrets flapped their wings at low altitude, not afraid of humans, and the scene was extremely harmonious.

Below the waterfall is a deep pool, and the water does not know where it flows from the ground, and there is no stream on the ground. Around the edge of the pool, round tables were set up, and more than 200 people were already sitting here in advance. While drinking tea, they chatted with each other, mostly sighing at the magic of the creation of the blessed land. Look at the clothes, listen to the accent, the world is from all over the world, there are no surprises.

The three of them sat down at a table where no one was around, and began to look around. Red Sleeves poked Du Yuan and motioned him to look to the left, across the five desktops, Hu Shengyuan, Labadi, Zhan Yu and Yin Zhiping, who were talking with some strangers, chatting very hotly. Brother Hu took the time to squeeze his eyes here, indicating that he saw it. Du Yuan looked elsewhere, but he didn't find Wen Congxin's people all the way, maybe there was a delay on the way?

Suddenly, four black-robed monks strode over, the first one was white and pure, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, bowed to Zhi Zheng and said, "May I ask the master, is there a vacant seat here?" Seeing his polite words, Zhi Zheng also got up to welcome him, "Of course it's appropriate, there are few of us, and you guys are more lively when you come." It's okay to sit ten or eight at this table. The two sides sat down, and the man introduced himself, "In the Lower Catholic Church, the outreach pastor Allen Kwok, these three are all deacons in the Church. Looking at the appearance of the master's Buddhism, he must have been invited to watch the ceremony just like us, right?" The poor monk is called Zhizheng, and both of them are laymen. It turned out to be Pastor Guo, who had admired him for a long time. God will be dedicated to goodness in the Celestial Empire and have done many good deeds, and the poor monks are also very respectful. They toasted each other with tea and gradually warmed up.

On the third pole of the moon, the bell rang melodiously, and thirty handymen began to serve the food on the water, and there was actually wine, and the drinkers took it at will. This made Zhi Zheng very happy, and he was the only one at this table who poured himself a drink. Others just keep their heads down and pick up the vegetables.

Suddenly, the sound of silk and bamboo played, under the illumination of the spotlight, in the deep pool, slowly rose up a stone platform, in the form of a circle, with colored stones spelled out lotus patterns. A woman flew out from behind the waterfall, her whole body was lightly veiled and graceful, and she didn't even get a drop of water. This hand immediately aroused the applause of the audience.

The waterfall collided with the deep pool, and countless fine water mist rose in the air, and this woman, dancing with the silk bamboo, the gauze skirt and long sleeves always kept flying, obviously using the secret technique of Taoism. Aside from that, in terms of dance alone, it's also beautiful. Most of the guests present were male, mainly Daomen powers, and their vision was not low on weekdays, and they couldn't help but bow their heads frequently when they saw such a performance at this time. I thought to myself, this hybrid faction is quite open! If I propose to raise a dancing girl in the door, and I won't be drowned by the spitting stars? I'm afraid that I will be used by the opponent in the door immediately, and become a mouthful. Alas, it's better to have these remote doors! The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the days are more nourishing.

The dance lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and the sound of silk and bamboo changed, and several long sheng were added, pushing the movement to a climax. The woman's long sleeves were closed, gathering a cloud of mist, and with a coquettish sound, it instantly formed a bowl-sized ice flower, which floated in the air, wandering.

The woman stopped dancing and opened her mouth to speak, her voice like a yellow bird, "This ice flower, which contains a hundred-year-old snow lotus, will recognize the Lord by itself, and those who are destined will get it." It is a small gift from Mixed Yuan Zhenjun to you, I wish you all a happy dinner. "Oh, there's a lottery for dinner!" The guests were agitated and whispered.

The ice flower broke away from the stone platform, crossed the deep pool, and flew slowly around the table, occasionally flying in front of a person, waiting for the person to catch it, and then nimbly dodged it, and continued to fly. The people who threw themselves in the air were embarrassed and laughed, and the others also laughed, and the atmosphere was very warm.

flew over more than a dozen tables one after another, and came to the front of Red Sleeves, the ice flower seemed to see the right eye, floating in the air and hesitating. Redsleeves smiled, "Could it be that I'm the one who is destined?" and was about to reach out to catch it, when suddenly a white light burst out from the side, shattering the ice flower. A white snow lotus floated down and lay on the table.

Everyone looked at the situation, only to see a Taoist sitting next to him standing up, his robe was black and white, embroidered with gossip patterns. He grinned, "Whatever you choose!" "Walk over here, reach out and grab it!

This hand was blocked by the other hand, and Pastor Guo, who was sitting at the same table with the red sleeves, stood up, "This brother, everyone can see it clearly, and the master can also say it clearly, Xuelian recognizes the Lord by herself, and those who are destined will get it." People have already identified this female layman, you have to take it by force, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?" The guests at the other tables also echoed their voices, all with disdain.

The Taoist man didn't care, and said with horizontal eyes, "Our Taoist grand event, if there are gifts, you can naturally go to the people in the Taoist sect first, how can you have the share of a Buddhist layman? And you, the pastor, don't think about Jesus, why do you come here to join in the fun?"

Pastor Guo did not flinch, "We are all guests, and we have been invited by the landlord to come here, so why is there a difference between inside and outside? ”

The red sleeves held down Du Yuan, who was about to move, and was afraid that this righteous pastor would suffer a loss, so he wanted to deal with it in a low-key manner. "It's okay, I don't want it, whoever likes it will take it. ”

The man smiled, "Did you hear it?" someone gave it to me, and you still don't want to withdraw it?" Unexpectedly, the gentle Pastor Guo was also a tough person, he picked up the snow lotus on the table, and sneered, "Who told you." What people are saying is that whoever likes it will take it. Now it is on our table, and it is in my hand. What other reason do you have to say it's yours?"

When the man heard this, the corners of his eyes cracked, and his whole body trembled, and boundless murderous aura surged instantly. The scene is tense!