Xue Laodao, still dressed in Tang Dynasty clothes and not fond of Taoist robes, felt his white beard and nodded with appreciation: "his eyes are clear and upright, and he has a good sense of travel, so it's not vulgar to look at him."
Maoshan's qingyangzi is a very standard Taoist dress: a blue cloth robe, a bun with a mahogany hairpin on the head, and a long sword wrapped in black cloth on the back.
It's just that although the green cloth robe looks clean, the edge of the fabric has been worn to a faint white.
Obviously, the economic situation of Maoshan is really a bit bad.
Qingyangzi is a thin, middle-aged man, set off by this half new Taoist robe, but he is more like a mysterious man with immortal demeanor than Xue Laodao, who is surrounded by red light.
It's just that the immortal Taoist said, "I heard that little Jinli friend can win 20 million if he buys a lottery at will. I really want to learn something about how to make money."
They are so poor that they can't make a living.
Everyone on the side: " Alas. "
Xue Laodao has a high rank and a hot temper. When he hears this, he jumps off his beard and stares at his eyes: "a man of practice is nothing but money and worldly things. What kind of system is it?"
However, qingyangzi was not afraid of him. He even went back and said, "when Taoist Xue is so clear and lofty, he is sure that when he comes out to help people do things, there is no charge."
Xue Laodao: "..."
Standing on one side of the president, Hu Zhengan has a broad brain pain.
The Taoist Association is an official organization.
Most of the members of this association are actually ordinary people who are curious about or believe in Taoism, that is, people who read scriptures and do their homework in daily life, exchange their spiritual experience with each other in daily life, and do not have any magical means.
It's this part of the membership that Mr. Hu can manage.
But others, such as Taoist Xue qingyangzi, have deep roots, inheriting hundreds or even thousands of years of Xuanmen sect people.
These people are serious practitioners. The sects have their own inheritance, and their constraints are not as big as those of ordinary Taoists. The reason why they join the Daoist Association is that they need to put a number on the national surface to facilitate management.
After all, no matter who is the ruler, he will not be relieved that such a group of people with supernatural power are not under his control.
Hu Zhengan himself is one of them.
But he did not light up his skills in practice.
This led to his cultivation in this group of big men, only a vegetable chicken.
Do you dare to come out and stop vegetable chickens when they are arguing?
I dare not.
So he had to find another way to change the subject.
Hu Zheng'an: "but I have looked for a long time, and I don't see any aura from the Jinli monk."
As soon as this words, Xue Laodao and qingyangzi really don't quarrel.
Xue Lao Dao gave his nephew a look of disgust: "you are required to practice well in ordinary days. You can't even see the fluctuation of aura. It's really a shame to lose my face of ziyumen."
Qingyangzi means that "external things affect practice. Hu Hui will play less mobile computers in Changping. If you can't help it, you can control it from the root and donate it directly to Maoshan."
Hu Zhengan: "..."
Huizhen, who had been standing on one side without speaking, finally spoke. Her tone was soft: "don't bully Zhengan, I can't see the fluctuation of Jinli's spiritual power."
Yeah?
Mm hmm?
Xue Laodao and qingyangzi were shocked when they heard that.
Hu Zhengan is a monk with half a bucket of water. He is not a monk of Huizhen.
The two men quickly look at Jin Li.