Chapter 1401： Promise without thought 1

Daoyuan real people licked two peanuts with their fingers and put them in the mouth. They said faintly: "Xiao Jiang, you should not come."

"I have been away from home for so many years and I have forgotten the surname of the common family. You remember the old man's home."

Qingyun Zi licked his beard and said, "When I was a monk, you seemed to be so old. I am old now, you are still so old."

"Don't talk nonsense, I was still black at the time."

"How is it possible, even if it is black, it is also dyed."

Tao Yuan’s real person glanced at him: “I have never been dyed, and I have not dyed hair at that time.”

"No hair dye, your own medicine, gallnut, Polygonum, what else?"

"No, no, my body is just a skin, I care about what I do, I never get my head."

"Oh, what kind of guru you are now, when you opened the light that year, who took me to massage-"

Daoyuan real person grabbed his mouth. "For decades, your mother's memory is so good!"

The two men talked while walking, sometimes angry, sometimes confused, and there was a dispute.

Since the stairs were always up, the behavior of the two people was seen by the people behind them, and they were all inquiring about what the two masters were discussing, and later they did not know who said one. The two were talking about it.

The crowd was deeply impressed and felt that the two men were not the masters of the Taoist temple. They even talked about the road.

The crowd went up to the top of the mountain and came to the front of the hall. There were four disciples standing around the hall.

Generally standing here is the Taoist, but surprisingly, these four people are very old, at least sixty or seventy years old, feeling solemn and meticulous.

Within the hall, there was a sound of killing, a scream, echoing on the top of the mountain, very ethereal.

After waiting for a while, the snoring stopped, and an old priest who had to be white was coming out from the inside. Even the eyebrows were very long. With the beard, he covered most of his face, and even the five senses could not be seen clearly.

"No thoughts." Qingyunzi whispered to Ye Shaoyang and Yan Lengyu.

Ye Shaoyang looked up and down the uncle Tianshi, feeling like his own imagination, the feeling of the sacred wind bones secretly said: "Do you have to be a few hundred years old?"

Nothing Tianshi arched his hand and made a square trip to the group. He said, "Thank you, tomorrow is the Longhua meeting. Today, I have something to do with the Promise brothers. Please move to the Wan Yao Tower."

Finishing yourself bypassing the main hall and walking towards the back.

Everyone whispered and didn't know what the two singers had played.

Going from the hall to the past, picking up the stairs, passing through a heavy courtyard wall, to the highest peak of the mountain.

The Wan Yao Tower stands on this peak.

There are more than a dozen layers of octagonal white marble cloisters in front of the tower. On one side of the steps, there is a spring, and the springs flow down. They gather in front of the palace wall into a clear water pool. There is also a waterwheel on the water, which raises the spring water and turns it into a Water mist, sprayed out.

Ye Shaoyang observed from the perspective of feng shui, secretly admiring, this Feng Shui Bureau is very ingenious, with the spring water as the body, the source of the goblin is transformed into aura, sprayed through the water mist to the whole mountain, the entire nine-fold pattern is fully activated.

Standing in front of the Wan Yao Tower, Ye Shaoyang looked down, and the Feng Shui pattern on the entire Shangshan Road was clear.

Because it is too high, the Wan Yao Tower looks very slender in the far distance. In fact, the bottom layer is also very wide. Ye Shaoyang has a visual inspection. At least two or three hundred square meters, a total of four arches, three Closed, only the door in the south is open, do not know whether it is always open, or for the sake of their coming today.

Nothing Tianshi went to the tower door, turned and stood, Su Mo, Zhang Yun, and the little girl immediately walked over.

"The matter of today's negotiations is very important. Therefore, only the heads of the heads and the elders of the elders will enter. The rest please wait outside."

I didn’t read the Tianshi, and stood by and waited.

The people of all the sects did not dare to violate, only the head and the elders of the elders entered the tower, probably only about one-third.

"What should I do?" Ye Shaoyang looked at Qingyunzi Road.

"Ye Shaoyang can be, as the first disciple of Daomen, and also qualified to enter the tower." Nothing Tianshi looked ahead, said dryly.

There is such a good thing!

Ye Shaoyang shrugged and let Xiao Leng Yu wait outside, and he walked with Qingyunzi.

When Su Mo was around, Ye Shaoyang vomited and spit out her tongue. Su Mo glared at him.

After everyone entered the tower, the door was closed from behind.

The tower has eight sides, each with a candlestick on the wall, and a huge incense candle on each side, illuminating the entire enclosed space.

Above the candlestick are the gods, eight gods, enshrining the portraits of the eight heavenly masters from ancient times to the present. Ye Shaoyang looked at them one by one, namely:

Zhou Chaofeng Tianshi Jiang Ziya, Qin Dynasty Qishan Tianjun Xu Fu, Dong Han Dao God Zhang Dao Ling, Datang's but there are three people: the Great Tang Dynasty teacher Ye Fashan, the back of the ancestors Li Yufeng, Shangdong Zhenxian Lu Dongbin, Huashan ancestor Chen Yu.

In the middle of the main hall is a small "room", also octagonal, parallel to the outer wall, there are also eight doors, each door is painted with a gossip number.

A Taoist who seemed to be a tall man stood on the inside of the "hut" and took the dust in his hand. He gave a ceremony to everyone. "You can feel incense at will."

After he finished this, a group of Taoist priests walked up to the shrine, took the incense from the incense, and sang a scent of incense. It was inconvenient for a few scented scented scented scented scented scented scented scented scented hands. ".

Everyone, such as Ye Shaoyang, finished the fragrance and went to the statue of Ye Fashan. He respectfully followed the ceremony of three weeks and nine worships.

The cards of my ancestors are here, and I will not see them. I have seen how to bow down.

"You are the descendant of Ye Fashan Tianshi, Ye Shaoyang?" The middle-aged Taoist priest looked like a torch and looked at him.

Ye Shaoyang nodded and returned to Qingyunzi. He was a little surprised and why he recognized himself.

"The Promise Heavenly Master." Qingyunzi whispered.

Ye Shaoyang stunned and said: "Where?" Turned around and looked, even looked up.

Qingyunzi just talked to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"He?!" Ye Shaoyang was shocked when he was on the scene. "Master, you tease me!"

Without waiting for Qingyunzi to open, this middle-aged Taoist went to the side of the real person of Daoyuan, looked up and down, and smiled: "Daoyuan, you are old."

"I don't like you, I like to dress up tenderly. Promise, you make such a mysterious thing, come to us here, what's the matter?"

The word "promise" made Ye Shaoyang tremble. Really... Promise Heavenly Master.