Chapter 99 Juvenile Teaching
At this time, the fat man was confirmed by the mountain gate mythical beast, and he did have that power. Suddenly, I felt that my mouth was dry and my heart was beating drums. This old beast, a mythical beast, can't even smell her! It seems to be really sleepy!
"What's the advice of those three who come to Xiaoguan today?" The fat man bowed slightly and humbled.
Zhang Fan wanted to laugh a little. This fat Taoist priest changed too fast. Even if that woman had some background, she should not let these Maoshan Taoist priests like foreign highs be so afraid.
Green Wing is confused, and today's experience is really strange. These Taoists seem to be very powerful. When this gust of wind blows, how did the scene become like this? It's a bit like the world of keepers. The fat Taoist priest just shouted, and he was dizzy. What's going on? Are you back in the scene? Shouldn't we go back to the real world?
Aken knew it, and his mouth was ridiculous: "Ah, today I'm going to do something with Huang Daxian. Let's visit this Maoshan Holy Land by the way."
"The thing about the resentful ghost under the mountain..." The fat man asked with his head down.
"That's easy to clean up, a small matter." Aken's tone was more than his feet: "Daxian refined a gadget to protect me. Master Tao you know that this three-legged cat is almost."
When the fat man heard Acan call him Taoist, he didn't dare to say.
When Zhang Fan saw that Aken was going to blow again, he hurriedly said, "The Taoist priest is invited."
The fat man quickly turned to Zhang Fanheshi: "I dare not. What do you need to do?"
Zhang Fan hurriedly returned the gift: "We have something to do when we come to Guiguan today. We are just visiting by the way."
"What's the matter? Xiaodao is on duty today. Maybe it can help a little." The fat Taoist priest smiled and said, "What does it look like here? Tea is served in the inner hall and tea is served in the inner hall." He turned around and shouted to a group of old people, "Don't go to prepare." The Taoist priests hurriedly saluted and retreated.
Zhang Fan sighed slightly in his heart that this Taoist holy place is also like the secular world, so superior and inferior, afraid of the strong and bullying. In fact, Zhang Fan's thinking is a little biased. After all, he is just a mortal. As soon as he entered this practice world, he didn't even touch the door, and no one pointed it. How can he know the rules?
This door has a level. Huang Xiaoxian has been dealing with this Maoshan Taoist priest for thousands of years, and the benefits are unknown to ordinary people. Even ordinary practitioners, like those old people, have only heard of their reputation, just like the legend. That is to say, Zhang Fan Aken did not know the depth of heaven and earth, ignorant, fearless, and acted recklessly, and deceived this fat Taoist priest once.
The fat Taoist priest was a tour guide all the way to introduce the scenery of Maoshan Mountain. This fat man is also elocious. In his mouth, the scenery of the holy land of this family is different. Sometimes, when it comes to some anecdotes of the practice world, it is even more eye-opener for the three people. Aken looked even more fascinated.
A group of people passed through the shadowy tourists and came to a side hall in the backyard. Naturally, someone had prepared the fragrant tea of Maoshan Real Estate, and several people sat down and said a few politely.
The fat Taoist priest asked, "I don't know what's wrong with the three of you. Can Xiaodao help?"
Zhang Fan and Akan looked at each other and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal, but an elder asked us to bring a sentence to Guiguan."
"Oh, it's that Huang..." The fat man said that Huang Xiaoxian's tongue is always inconvenient.
"No, no." Zhang Fan waved his hand quickly, "It's someone else."
"Is it convenient to talk to me?" The fat man was a little surprised. These three mortals seemed to have nothing to do with Maoshan. They are so young, no matter how old the elders can be, they can teach Maoshan Wanfu Palace! If it hadn't been for the desperate aunt, I wouldn't have paid attention to it. But since the three can get along with the aunt, the elders behind can't be despised. But what family school began to let mortal children do these things? Besides, the three people's cultivation qualifications are not bad. Why haven't they been taught any basic cultivation foundation? And two of the three are still open spirits. One is a Buddha, and the other can order the arithmetic of a three-legged cat. This is really strange! What's more strange is that I can't figure out the origin of the three people, which is really strange.
"I'm sorry, I need to see the person in charge before I can bring it. Please let Xianchang know.
The fat Taoist priest did not answer and bowed his head and thought for a while. Forget it, let the master be annoyed. Maybe he really can't control it, especially with that deadly...
Thinking of this, the fat man called an old man and bowed his head and ordered carefully for a while. The old man went to inform himself and did not mention it.
After that, everyone just drank tea and talked about the customs of Maoshan. Aken also asked some questions about the five elements of Taoism and the calculation of divination. However, for the Maoshan practice of the real sect, the fat Taoist priest, Akena's common aphermons, what they learn in the book are all unflowing fur. The fat man casually said a few words, but it shocked Aken and benefited him a lot.
After adding tea twice, a Taoist priest came in to inform, and the teacher was invited. The fat man asked Zhang Fan and the other three to leave their luggage here. Still leading the way, it is actually going to the back mountain. The Taoist priest in this announcement looks very old, but his feet are very fast.
Zhang Fan and Aken looked at each other and found it interesting. Unexpectedly, he went to see the head of Maoshan Wanfu Palace like this, and his plan changed greatly.
Not long after, I came to a clean place in the back mountain and saw a small courtyard with white walls and black tiles. The fat man pushed the door open and led the three people into the middle hall. Two pairs of Ming-style flowers and official hat chairs were placed opposite each other, and the aisle was empty in the middle. A long case at the opposite door was dedicated to Sanqing. Next to the case was a Ming Dynasty yellow pear desk and two circle chairs. There are several scriptures on the table, and a young Taoist boy sitting in the chair is reading by himself. On the other side of the long case, a white-haired Taoist priest is sorting out the Bogu shelf.
As soon as the fat man entered the door, he did not dare to go in. He only bowed to the long case by the door: "Master, the man has brought it."
Aken stepped forward quickly, bowed to the immortal old man, and shouted, "Hello, Grandpa! Oh, what a big brush!"
Zhang Fan pulled him: "Idiot, that's dust!" Aken looked embarrassed when he was so abrupt.
It was not only Zhang Fan who was embarrassed. The fat man did not dare to look up and coughed uncomportantly. The old man with fairy demeanor was even more embarrassed. He put the dust on his arms and turned around to salute: "Three distinguished guests, I'm just a cleaning Taoist boy. The teacher is reading a book."
Aken "Ah!" With a sound, he stayed on the spot and looked at the young Taoist boy, not knowing how to speak.
Zhang Fan's green wing is also surprised. How can this Maoshan Taoist priest get younger and younger, the older he becomes. Contrary to the impression of the fairy school.
The young Taoist child's eyebrows are beautiful, his face is beautiful, like a woman's eyes are as pure and transparent as a baby, but they seem to penetrate people's hearts, with a smile on his mouth, as gentle as the spring breeze, but he seems to mock the vulgarity of the world. The whole person is as flexible as empty mountains and green clouds, as calm and soft as the ancient pool and flowing water.
The teenager pushed the scriptures in his hand and waved his hand and said, "Since the three children are Huang Xiaoxian's friends, sit down and talk." He pointed to the fat man again, "Don't stand at the door."
The white-haired old man hurriedly brushed the chair for the three, and the fat man quickly walked over and stood behind the teenager.
When the three saw that the teenager seemed to be not as old as their own, they were a little stunned. Zhang Fan pulled the two and thanked them together. But he didn't dare to sit down, just sitting on the edge of the stool.
The master of Wanfu Palace knew that this was the result of ordinary people not adapting to the strange interests of practice and the secular world, and did not know their own hearts. He just smiled and asked, "What are you looking for me for?"
Zhang Fan Aken looked at each other. Akan said, "There is a friend who may be in charge of your old friend. He asked us to bring you a word..." At this, he looked at the fat man and the old Taoist priest.
The teenager smiled and waved his hand. After the fat man and the old boy bowed and saluted, he left the room.
"Let's talk about it now."
Aken was weird. He sat up straight, swallowed, moistened his throat, and imitated the sloppy Taoist tone and said, "Master Jiang brought you life."
The young Taoist priest looked at Aken, waited for a while, and asked, "Is this the only sentence?"
Aken said, "That's all I said to you."
"Is there another sentence to an old man who cuts wood in the kitchen?" The teenager asked with a smile.
Aken stared at the boss and shouted at the teenager, "Wow! You all know it!"
Zhang Fan's green wings were also surprised.
"What did you say?" The teenager ignored the surprise of the three and continued to ask.
Aken looked at Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan nodded. So he said, "The living dead want to drink.' Do you still ask us? Why do you want outsiders to talk about Maoshan?"
When Zhang Fan heard Aken's words, he knew that this guy wanted to ask for benefits again and touched him with his elbow.
The young Taoist priest understood and smiled, but said amazingly, "You are not the first to come. How could I not know?"
"We are not the first?" Aken was shocked, and Zhang Fan's green wings were also a little surprised.
The young master smiled: "But you are the most noisy, and the score is also the biggest, and you can let the disciple of Maoshan lead the way in person."
"Then do you know where we came from?" Aken asked.
The teenager nodded and did not answer. Walking back and forth with his hands, he meditated for a moment before the case dedicated to Sanqing. As if he made up his mind, he looked up and said, "I'm afraid you have also found one or two of the essence of the world. You also know a little about the practice world now. Although there is still some lack of ability among you, since you can come to me, there must be something extraordinary.
"I have a letter here. You can go to the local land for registration." The young master popped up a wooden card and flew to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan reached out to catch it and looked down. It was an old mahogany rune board engraved with a Taoist charm that he didn't know, so he handed it to Aken and asked him to put it away.