Daoyuan Zhenren took two peanuts with his fingers, put them in his mouth, and said lightly: "Xiao Jiang, you shouldn't come." ” "I've been a monk for so many years, and I've long forgotten the surname of the common family, but your old man actually remembers."
Qingyunzi stroked his beard and said, "When I became a monk, you seemed to be so old, and now I am old, and you are still so old." ” "Don't be, I still had a black beard at that time."
"How is it possible, even if it is black, it is dyed."
Daoyuan Zhenren glared at him: "I've never dyed it, and besides, there was no hair dye at that time." ” "No hair dye, your own medicine, gallnut, He Shou Wu, what else?"
"No, no, the body is skin, it's just skin, I don't care what I do, I never dye my hair."
"Hehe, what kind of grandmaster are you pretending to be now, we opened the light together that year, who pulled me to a massage-" Daoyuan Zhenren covered his mouth, "It's been decades, you have such a fucking good memory!"
” The two men talked as they walked, sometimes angry, sometimes confused, and arguing.
Since the stairs were going up, the behavior of the two was seen by the people behind them, and they were all inquiring about what the two Daomen masters were discussing, and then I didn't know who said a word, the two were talking about the Tao.
Everyone thought so, and felt that these two people were worthy of being Dao Sect masters, and they were even talking about the Tao in a hurry.
Everyone went up to the top of the mountain one after another, and came to the front of the Hanging View Hall, where four disciples stood on the left and right of the main hall.
Generally, the people standing here to guard the temple are Taoist children, but surprisingly, these four people are very old, at least sixty or seventy years old, with solemn expressions and meticulous expressions.
In the main hall, there was the sound of chimes, one by one, echoing on the top of the mountain, extremely ethereal.
After waiting for a while, the chime stopped, and an old Taoist priest with a white beard came out of it, even his eyebrows were very long, and together with his beard, he covered most of his face, and even his facial features were almost unclear.
"Thoughtless."
Qing Yunzi whispered to Ye Shaoyang and Rui Lengyu.
Ye Shaoyang glanced up and down at Wunian Heavenly Master, feeling similar to what he imagined, the feeling of immortal wind bones, and muttered to himself: "This must be hundreds of years old, right?"
” Wunian Heavenly Master arched his hand, made a square gesture to everyone, and said loudly: "Thank you, tomorrow is the main meeting of the Longhua Society, today I have something to discuss with Senior Brother Wuji, please move to the Ten Thousand Demon Tower." ” After saying that, he walked around the main hall and walked towards the back.
Everyone whispered, not knowing what the two Heavenly Masters had in mind.
Bypass the main hall, climb the stairs, pass through a courtyard wall, and come to the highest peak at the top of the mountain.
The Tower of Ten Thousand Demons stands on this peak.
There are more than a dozen layers of octagonal white marble cloister in front of the tower, close to the side of the steps, there is a spring, the clear spring bubbles down, gathers into a clear pool in front of the palace wall, there is a water wheel on it, the spring water is raised, turns into a water mist, sprays out.
Ye Shaoyang observed it from the perspective of feng shui, and secretly admired that this feng shui bureau was extremely exquisite, using spring water as the body, transforming the source of the goblin into aura, spraying it on the entire mountain through the water mist, and completely activating the entire ninefold pattern.
Standing in front of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, Ye Shaoyang looked down, and the feng shui pattern on the entire road up the mountain could be seen clearly.
Because it is too high, the Ten Thousand Demon Pagoda looks very slender from a distance, in fact, the bottom few floors occupy a very wide area, Ye Shaoyang visually measured it, there are at least two or three hundred square meters, a total of four arches, three of them are closed, only the door due south is open, I don't know if it is always open, or it is specifically for the reason that they came today.
Wunian Heavenly Master walked under the tower gate, turned around and stopped, Su Mo, Zhang Yun, and the little girl immediately walked over.
"Today's discussion is very important, so only the heads of the sect and the Supreme Elders will enter, and the rest please wait outside."
After the Heavenly Master finished speaking, he stood aside and waited.
The people of the various sects did not dare to disobey, only the head of the sect and the Supreme Elder set out to enter the tower, and only about one-third.
"What should I do?"
Ye Shaoyang looked at Qingyunzi and said.
"Ye Shaoyang is here, as the first disciple of the Daomen, he is also qualified to enter the tower."
The Heavenly Master of Wu Nian looked ahead and said dryly.
And this kind of good thing!
Ye Shaoyang shrugged his shoulders and asked Rui Lengyu to wait outside, and walked over with Qingyunzi.
When he passed by Su Mo's side, Ye Shaoyang stuck out his tongue at her.
Su Mo glared angrily.
As soon as everyone entered the tower, the door closed from behind.
There are eight sides to the tower, and on each wall there is a pair of candlesticks, each lit with a huge incense candle, which illuminates the entire enclosed space.
Above the candlestick is a shrine, eight shrines, enshrined in the portraits of the eight heavenly masters from ancient times to the present, Ye Shaoyang looked at them one by one, they were: Jiang Ziya, the god of the Zhou Dynasty, Xu Fu, the Tianjun of Laoshan in the Qin Dynasty, Zhang Daoling, the Taoist god of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty have three people: Ye Fashan, the national teacher of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chunfeng, the ancestor of Tuibei, Lu Dongbin, the true immortal of Shangdong, and Chen Tong, the ancestor of Huashan.
In the middle of the main hall is a small "room", also octagonal, parallel to the outer wall, and there are also eight doors, each of which is painted with a Bagua easy number.
A tall Taoist priest stood on the inside of the "hut", holding a whisk in his hand, and bowed to everyone, saying, "You can offer incense at will." ” After he finished saying this, a group of Taoist priests walked to the shrine one by one, picked up the incense from the incense table, and saluted the incense one by one.
After Ye Shaoyang and everyone else finished the incense, he came to Ye Fashan's statue and respectfully bowed three times and bowed nine times.
The tablet of his ancestors is here, and if he doesn't see it, he will bow down when he sees it.
"You are the descendant of Ye Fashan Heavenly Master, Ye Shaoyang?"
The middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes were like torches, and he looked at him.
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Ye Shaoyang nodded, returned to Qingyunzi's side, and was a little surprised in his heart, why did he recognize himself.
"Infinite Heavenly Master."
Qing Yunzi said softly.
Ye Shaoyang was stunned and said, "Where?"
"Turning his head to look around, and even looking up.
Qingyunzi nodded at the middle-aged Taoist priest who had just spoken.
"Him?!"
Ye Shaoyang was stunned, "Master, you tease me!"
” Without waiting for Qingyunzi to speak, the middle-aged Taoist priest walked up to Daoyuan Zhenren, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Daoyuan, you are old. ” "I'm not like you, I like to pretend to be tender.
Wuji, you are so mysterious, what is the matter with us coming here?
” The word "Wuji" made Ye Shaoyang tremble.
Really......
Infinite Heavenly Master.