Chapter 343 (1)
"This is the dumbest little Taoist priest I have ever seen."
In the bright and warm winter sunshine, Yan Shixun lowered his eyelashes slightly and smiled softly.
"He doesn't like reading, doesn't like anything dull and boring, and especially doesn't like staying in one place for a long time. Even if it's just a desk or a chair, if he sits there for more than ten minutes, he will twist around and want to go out and play."
He shook his head and laughed, "It's like a husky locked in a cage."
"Huskies are not used as police dogs because people think they are not qualified to be Taoist priests and cannot protect others. But many people don't see that they actually have the most steadfast heart of Taoism."
"Money can't buy it, and the secular world can't shake it. When his elders died in front of him, he made the decision to continue the path that his predecessors had not completed."
But the world only saw his smiling and frivolous side, and failed to see the purity and determination in his eyes when his smile disappeared.
"He clearly didn't have the strength, but when others asked for help, he still rushed forward without hesitation... Even if the price he had to pay for it was his life, he never hesitated at all."
Yan Shixun chuckled, his deep voice mixed with imperceptible helplessness and doting: "How could there be such a stupid little Taoist priest? People simply can't let him go, and want to do something for him with all their strength."
"You said so? Stars."
He looked at the still unconscious Lu Xingxing and asked in a low voice: "Have you ever seen anyone dumber than him?"
Lu Xingxing's breathing was steady, as if she had just fallen asleep peacefully, and she did not answer Yan Shixun's words.
However, his eyelashes trembled and his eyeballs rolled around under his eyelids, as if he was unwilling to accept the defeat and wanted to open his eyes to defend himself.
Yan Shixun noticed this slight change, and his expression softened involuntarily.
Xingxing's desire to win is the same as usual.
When they met for the first time, Xingxing was not convinced by the praise from Taoist Priest Li and Taoist Priest Song Yi, so he came to him with all his might, wanting to see who was better.
Then he pressed me to the ground and rubbed me.
After that, every time he met Xingxing, Xingxing wanted to prove himself without giving up - although the result was always that he beat her again and again.
But from a certain point in time, the way Xingxing looked at him began to change, and he gradually began to accept his identity as his "uncle master" and really regarded Xingxing as a junior who needed his protection.
Yan Shixun brought Lu Xingxing with him, and taught him step by step, just like Li Chengyun had taught him before, telling him what it was and how to deal with it, correcting Xingxing's incorrect thinking, and telling him the world he saw...
Every time Lu Xingxing called him "Uncle Master", Yan Shixun felt as if he saw a happy Husky, running towards him with excitement, howling and wagging its tail.
Yan Shixun also felt the similar mood as Taoist Song Yi and other Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple. Although no one could compare with the extraordinary talent of the evil ghost entering the bones, in his opinion, Lu Xingxing was always very stupid and not easy to learn. However, the good mood brought by Lu Xingxing alone was enough for the elders to tolerate him.
——Of course, compared with Taoist Song Yi, Yan Shixun is a real strict father and teacher, and he never shows mercy when reprimanding Lu Xingxing.
He has high hopes for Lu Xingxing and believes that Xingxing will become an independent Taoist priest in the future, just like countless Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple who have given everything to protect lives.
Yan Shixun saw the determination in Lu Xingxing's eyes, and also saw Xingxing's pure and innocent heart. He was willing to help this junior, and didn't want Xingxing to get hurt or in danger.
Even if he knew, this was unavoidable since he often dealt with ghosts.
"Your aunt wanted to come and see you, but the Lord of Fengdu came to the Taoist temple..."
Yan Shixun seemed to have thought of something interesting and laughed softly: "No matter how I look at it, I feel that they are not here to visit the injured, but to provoke a fight."
The gods worshipped in Haiyun Temple are all in conflict with ghosts and monsters.
"When you first called Ye Li "Master's Aunt", I thought you said that because Ye Li and I played the role of Mr. and Mrs. Jing Yin. Now it seems that you are much more insightful than I am in terms of emotions, and you saw through Ye Li's thoughts long ago."
Yan Shixun laughed and shook his head: "No wonder Ye Li is so cold to other people, but has always been nice to you. So that's how it is."
"but."
He lowered his eyes and looked at Lu Xingxing for a long time before he said softly, "This is also a ray of hope you earned for yourself."
The abbot had left long ago, leaving the space to them. The other Taoist priests also knew that Yan Shixun would be back today, so even though they were nervous and worried, they did not come to disturb them, but waited anxiously outside the courtyard for the result.
Will the stars wake up? Will everything be alright? There will be no accidents, everything will go smoothly...
The Taoist priest was unusually impatient. He paced back and forth outside the yard, unable to calm down. He wished he could travel to a few hours later in the blink of an eye to hear the news that Xingxing was safe.
The little Taoist boy was dazzled by the light and muttered unhappily, "Brother, please stop walking back and forth. You have messed up the dead leaves I just swept together."
The Taoist priest looked down and found that he was indeed stepping into a pile of leaves, but he didn't realize it.
He smiled apologetically at the little Taoist boy, then took the big broom from him and said that he couldn't calm down anyway, so he might as well do more work to keep himself busy and feel better.
Having said that, he urged the little Taoist boy to go back to his room to rest.
Recently, Haiyun Temple has been extremely busy, and many of the temple's chores have to be handed over to the little Taoist children. So these children, who are still in elementary and middle school among ordinary people, have already learned to act like adults and started to help the abbot manage the temple and arrange everything in an orderly manner.
However, because the little Taoist boys were young and still growing, they were extremely sleepy and often fell asleep while standing while wiping the dust in the hall.
Many pilgrims have seen such situations and feel sorry for these young masters, so they have reported this to the abbot and other Taoist priests. Their implicit meaning is to let the young masters sleep more and eat more, as they are still children.
Abbot: "...When I was his age, I could already support the people in the Taoist temple with my master."
But although the abbot said this, he actually felt sorry for the little Taoist children and wanted to let them rest more.
But he was rejected by the little Taoist boy.
"My idol was only 19 years old when he started his apprenticeship. When he was my age, he was already following his master to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts. My idol said that he wanted me to grow up quickly."
The little Taoist boy clenched his fist and encouraged himself: "I must grow up quickly and become someone who can stand on my own!"
The abbot was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
The Taoist priest was unsuccessful in sending the little Taoist boy back to rest. Seeing that someone was doing his job of sweeping the floor, he turned around and said that he wanted to go to the main hall.
The Taoist priest was left alone facing the yard full of dead leaves.
The Taoist priest turned around and looked at the quiet yard. He bent down with a sigh and began to recite scriptures while sweeping the floor, praying for his junior fellow apprentice Xingxing.
After Haiyun Temple opened as a refuge, the citizens who returned spread the word that Haiyun Temple was a Taoist temple with real knowledge and good morals. Even if you don't believe these, it's worth coming here to seek peace of mind or just to see the scenery.
Therefore, the incense in the temple became more prosperous, and pilgrims came and went shoulder to shoulder. After the mountain gate was opened to the public, the number of people increased rapidly.
Many people who were newly attracted here were not familiar with Haiyun Temple. Seeing the little Taoist boy so young but with such skillful movements, they couldn't help but become curious.
"Is such a young child also a master in the Taoist temple?"
Someone lowered his voice and asked the person next to him: "This is too cruel. They have to work at such a young age? Does this count as exploiting child labor?"
The frequent pilgrims have become accustomed to it. When the little Taoist boy walks by, they bend down and salute him with their hands together, then try to reach out and touch his head with a smile. Even when they are sternly rejected, they do not get discouraged and continue to look at him lovingly as if he were their own child.
"Although the young master is young, his understanding of life is more thorough than most people. Many people in their seventies and eighties cannot live more clearly than him."
The pilgrims looked at the little Taoist boy's back with admiration in their eyes: "He is the Taoist priests from decades ago, and he will be the Taoist priest who will take on the important task of Haiyun Temple decades later. He will work hard to grow up and study hard in order to protect us..."
"He knows what he wants, and his path is clear and firm."
The pilgrim turned back to look at the surprised tourists and said with a smile: "Although I am already 70 years old and have several houses in Binhai, I still don't understand what my life is all about and what I want. I live in confusion and anxiety every day."
"Compared to this, I really envy the Taoist priests."
She sighed and said, "They are never confused. Their lives are full of value, and every minute and every second is extremely fulfilling."
After hearing this, the tourists nodded in admiration and looked towards Haiyun Temple with respect.
However, some pilgrims also grumbled, wondering why Haiyun Temple seemed a lot quieter this year.
"I remember that in previous years, there was a particularly enthusiastic young man, I think his name was Xingxing?"
The pilgrim smiled and gestured beside him, saying, "Last time I got tired halfway up the mountain, and it was he who carried me up the mountain. He's such a good kid. Whenever I see him, I feel happy. I don't know why he didn't come this year?"
Someone answered, "The one you're talking about is the young Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple. Last time I saw his master chasing him all over the mountain with a peach wood sword, and his master's master was chasing his master... I heard that the old Taoist priest is almost 200 years old, but he still looks like he's in his 60s or 70s. He's amazing."
"Oh, I remember now! It's that young Taoist priest named Lu Xingxing, right? Hahaha, that kid is very lively. If his master isn't chasing him and beating him, he'll chase the chickens and dogs in the Taoist temple and run around. He's very interesting."
"Oh, I came here for Brother Yan, why don't I see Brother Yan? Isn't it said that Brother Yan is a Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple?"
"Come to think of it, I haven't seen the stars for a long time..."
…
There is a lingering scent of incense in front of the main hall, and the unique smell of burning incense gradually calms people's mood.
The little Taoist boy bowed respectfully to the statue and was about to wipe the dust off. But he heard a voice behind him, raised his head again, looked towards the courtyard where Yan Shixun was, and nodded in agreement.
You’re right, someone like his idol is the most powerful!
But if we make this comparison... the little Taoist boy remembered his senior brother who was so childish that he tried to snatch his broom and was so anxious that he could only sweep the floor.
He pursed his lips immediately.
There are still differences between people. For example, the idol lives such a fulfilling life, but his senior brother spends all his time sweeping the floor. Humph.
In the undisturbed courtyard, the voices of people in front gradually came over, breaking the silence in the courtyard and letting this quietness fall into the bustling world.
Yan Shixun turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from, but his eyes squinted because of the sunlight.
He knew that the front yard of Haiyun Temple had opened its doors to welcome visitors. After all, the New Year was coming soon, and it was a habit for people in Binhai City to pray for blessings at Haiyun Temple. Many young people also liked to come here to calculate their marriage.
Usually at this time, young Taoist priests like Lu Xingxing would go to the front yard to help. But this year, Lu Xingxing's other friends were busy in the front yard, but he was the only one... lying here, unconscious.
Yan Shixun stretched out his long legs, slowly walked to Lu Xingxing's bed and sat down.
The soft bed sank slightly, and the old bed board made a creaking sound.
On the brick floor beneath the bed, there was a complex yet ancient formation drawn, which was used to gather energy and nourish Lu Xingxing's soul, to sustain his last breath and prevent his spirit from being damaged.
Yan Shixun could tell at a glance that Taoist Ma was also responsible for some of the work - but at this time, Taoist Ma should be in Baizhi Lake in the southwest, helping to deal with the remains of the old Fengdu.
It seems that Master Ma, who is hundreds of kilometers away, is worried about Lu Xingxing and has come back specially for that.
A smile appeared in Yan Shixun's eyes. He reached out to feel Lu Xingxing's breath and found that his cheeks were a little cold. He then helped him stretch the corner of the quilt. The soft quilt covered him tightly.
This was the first time Yan Shixun walked into Lu Xingxing's room, and it was also the first time he was surprised to find that unlike Lu Xingxing's cool image of playing around in the world, Lu Xingxing's life could actually be described as simple.
Lu Xingxing is a formal disciple of Haiyun Temple and has always had his own exclusive room in Haiyun Temple.
But the layout of this room is very different from his identity as an independent musician.
This can even be said to be a penniless family.
There was only an old bed and a huge desk in the room. Apart from that, there was no proper bookcase. Piles of records and books were placed randomly on the floor and everywhere, almost covering the entire wall.
Yan Shixun could tell that this was the result of a cleanup. Perhaps before, there would be records and books scattered everywhere, making it difficult to find a place to step.
——The Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple didn't know the categories of Lu Xingxing's precious records, so when he put them away, he just piled them up neatly in the corner. As a result, there were jazz and classical music mixed together, and the guzheng was placed under the piano, and they were not arranged according to categories at all.
He smiled and shook his head, lowered his eyes and asked Lu Xingxing: "If you don't wake up, these records will be scratched and moldy. Are you really willing to do that?"
Lu Xingxing's fingers under the quilt moved with difficulty, as if he was trying to support himself on the bed and get up.
But after trying for a long time, I could only give up helplessly.
Yan Shixun didn't notice Lu Xingxing's movements under the quilt.
He lowered his head and closed his eyes, silently chanting an incantation. A golden light slowly lit up in his palms, and golden words took shape in the air, soon forming rows of golden light bands that crisscrossed and enveloped the entire room.
Even during the day, the light in the room gradually overshadowed the sun's rays, making it still obviously bright under the clear sky, like a lit light bulb.
The Taoist priest who saw this scene couldn't help but clench his fists and pray nervously.
The power belonging to Yan Shixun was slowly spreading around, filling the entire room.
Although he was a demon with evil spirits in his bones, he had already taken control of life from the moment he took on the great Dao. In the past, he could only barely save Lu Xingxing's last breath, but now, he can save Lu Xingxing.
The gentle power gradually poured into Lu Xingxing's meridians. His expression was peaceful, his brows were relaxed, and he even had a hint of a relieved smile, like a child returning to his mother's arms.
In this gentle power, he can fall asleep peacefully, relying on the most powerful ghost exorcist in history.
Yan Shixun waited patiently for the vitality to nourish Lu Xingxing's soul. He kept abreast of his situation at all times, not allowing his own vitality to be too abundant, which might cause the slightest possibility of harming him.
But he still remembered Lu Xingxing's slightly cold cheeks. After looking around, he realized that there was not even a heating facility in the room, and they relied entirely on these quilts for warmth.
Yan Shixun's eyes couldn't help but darken slightly.
Of course he knew that it was not that Haiyun Temple wanted to abuse Lu Xingxing on purpose, but that the conditions were like this in the entire Taoist temple. Lu Xingxing, who grew up here, also inherited the temple's frugal habits and did not live a life of extravagance like some other people.
As an independent musician, Lu Xingxing spends most of his money on his hobbies, whether it is audio equipment, better materials or better technology, the money he spends on these is like water.
But he himself had never had such a huge expense. Instead, he lived and ate in Haiyun Temple all his time outside of work.
Haiyun Temple still uses centuries-old buildings. Even though it has been renovated, it was not extravagant. The temple buildings were only kept to maintain their most basic functions. Every year's maintenance is concentrated in the main hall and the front yard for tourists, with very little allocated to the residences of the Taoist priests behind the temple.
Most people who practice Taoism do not care about these external things.
Even though they could have had access to luxury cars and mansions, and drank champagne and partied every night.
The amount of money from incense offerings at Haiyun Temple every year, as well as the remuneration for the Taoist priests who perform rituals to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts for others, adds up to an astronomical figure.
However, all this money was used by Haiyun Temple to give alms to the public, to help those who came to the temple for help, and to donate to officials in various places.
The reason why Binhai City trusts Haiyun Temple so much is that several public welfare projects in Binhai City are all funded and donated to Haiyun Temple. The government has a deep understanding of the character of Haiyun Temple and knows that this Taoist temple has never forgotten its original intention of protecting life for hundreds of years.
From the depths of the mountains to the streets of the city, wherever the Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple has passed, there are traces of their donations.
Even though each Taoist priest's remuneration was comparable to that of a wealthy businessman, they had no interest in keeping the money in their own pockets.
Reward is cause and effect, used to offset the sins and faults of those who ask for help. Those who covet money will only be swallowed by money.
The Taoist priest at Haiyun Temple is very clear about this matter.
They only kept the money they needed for daily life, three meals a day, food, clothing, shelter and transportation. Sometimes they couldn't even afford to buy cinnabar and yellow talismans, so they had to save some money.
——Yan Shixun had seen a Taoist priest before. After throwing out talismans to exorcise ghosts, he would look to see which ones did not hit the ghost, and then carefully pick them up one by one to reuse them next time.
Even when eating out or being treated to a banquet by wealthy businessmen, everyone knows that the Taoist priests of Haiyun Temple do not like extravagance and waste. Ordering a table full of dishes and then throwing them away will only cause the Taoist priests to be disgusted, so they are subconsciously influenced to restrain themselves.
Rather than having a table full of dishes that look good but cannot be finished, the Taoist priest would rather use the food to help people in need.
Outsiders don't know and only think that Haiyun Temple must be extremely wealthy and have countless ways to make money. Maybe there are huge amounts of wealth hidden in the temple, which is criticized at this time.
Even if the Taoist priest sincerely explained that he was just an ordinary person with enough food to eat, many people sneered and refused to believe him, instead insisting on believing what they saw.
Even if some people believe in it, most of them are disdainful, thinking what is the point of spending so much time and energy to become a Taoist priest? Do you have a diploma? Do you have a job? Do you have social status? Do you have money?
They are just a bunch of poor bastards who can't afford nice things.
——Perhaps there are some places with abundant wealth, but that will never be Haiyun Temple.
But faced with such words, the Taoist priest always just smiled and ignored them.
Even if there are young Taoist priests with bad tempers, they will be stopped by other Taoist priests and will be brushed aside as "verbal karma" and not taken to heart.
Under such circumstances, Taoist priests naturally would not decorate their living environment too much.
Anyway, the winter in Binhai City is not freezing, so if you sit in meditation and contemplate, the night will pass. It doesn't matter if it's a little cold, it's a good thing to be able to practice with a clear mind.
Lu Xingxing, who was brought up in this way, was influenced by it and naturally behaved in a similar way.
He loves playing and being active, but he never has any bad intentions. He becomes a musician only because he has the talent and passion for it.
The room was silent, but Yan Shixun could clearly see Lu Xingxing from the decoration and layout of the room.
He is the grand-disciple of Taoist Priest Li, the disciple of Taoist Priest Song Yi, the best of the young and strong generation, and also...his and Ye Li's nephew.
And he also proved to them through his actions that he was worthy of their teachings.
A smile spread in Yan Shixun's eyes.
At this moment, he felt the quilt beside him move, as if Lu Xingxing's limbs were instinctively reacting to the outside world.
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes and saw that Lu Xingxing's brows were furrowed and his head was shaking slightly as if he was resisting something, as if he had a nightmare and couldn't get out of it.
He leaned down, supported himself with one hand on Lu Xingxing, and gently placed the other hand on Lu Xingxing's forehead. He stared at Lu Xingxing at this extremely close distance. He could even sense each other's breath, and the sound of his steady breathing sounded in his ears.
"Lu Xingxing."
Yan Shixun called softly: "It's time to wake up."
What you say must be followed by what you do.
As soon as he finished speaking, the crisscrossing golden lines in the air immediately rioted, quickly gathering towards Yan Shixun and rushing towards him.
There was a strong wind in the room, and the books on the ground were blown down and scattered on the ground.
The powerful golden light followed Yan Shixun's slender fingers, rushed straight into Lu Xingxing's forehead, and poured into his soul.
At that moment, Lu Xingxing showed a painful expression and his body was struggling involuntarily, like a fish thrown onto the shore.
But Yan Shixun noticed Lu Xingxing's painful struggle first, and immediately put his hand on his chest, forcefully stopping his movements. No matter how he struggled, he could not escape from his palm.
This is the pain and struggle that Lu Xingxing had to go through, and it is also the reason why Yan Shixun did not rescue Lu Xingxing immediately.
The injuries Lu Xingxing suffered in the southwest were so severe that he was even diagnosed as dead by medical staff. There was no value in rescuing him. Scientific means could not save him, and neither could humans.
The only thing that can save him is the vitality of the Great Dao.
His soul had been marked with death, and it was only because of Ye Li that it was forcefully sealed in his body. He relied on a wisp of ghostly power to keep his body alive.
But even so, it cannot change the fact that he was once on the verge of death.
Lu Xingxing's soul has died and can no longer adapt to the life of the living. He even instinctively resists many troubles in the world and wants to go to the underworld to sleep and get peace and ease from then on.
What Yan Shixun did was to pull Lu Xingxing's powerless soul out of the embrace of darkness and bring it back to the human world.
The pain of this process was far greater than that of rehabilitation in a vegetative state. Even if Lu Xingxing recalled or thought a little, it would cause severe pain, and his body would instinctively seek death.
But life has always been painful, and it is because of the pain that it is real.
——After all, life must be accompanied by death.
Otherwise, how is he different from the master of Nanming Mountain?
Even though Lu Xingxing cried and struggled, Yan Shixun remained unmoved. He still pressed on Lu Xingxing's forehead, letting the vitality fill his soul.
"Lu Xingxing—wake up!"
Yan Shixun suddenly shouted in a low voice, his eyes sharp: "Your path has not been completed yet, there are still things in the world that you are attached to, do you want to escape!"
The golden light in the room grew brighter and brighter, like a golden crow falling to the ground, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
The golden light spread out through the windows and every crack in the bricks and tiles, and it was extremely bright in a corner of Haiyun Temple. Even the whole mountain and the earth were shaking, and the spiritual energy in the earth veins was surging wildly, responding to the call of the avenue.
At this moment, all the Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple involuntarily put down what they were doing, looked up in the direction of the golden light, and held their breath.
That is... Xingxing's room.
It was as if a pure and clean force like the avenue of heaven and earth was spreading in Haiyun Temple, nourishing even the creatures in the mountains and forests. The plum blossoms instantly sprouted, opened their petals, and emitted a faint fragrance.
The clouds in the sky were floating and changing slightly.
The Great Way is looking down upon this.
The compass in the Taoist priest's hand spun wildly, the pages of the scriptures turned rustlingly, and strange visions appeared in front of the eyes of every practitioner.
The incense burning in the incense burner swirled and formed mysterious shapes in the air, as if the gods were also pleased.
The candlelight in the hall was bright, not blown by the wind at all, as if it was protecting someone.
The pilgrims at Haiyun Temple initially thought it was an earthquake, causing a panicked cry. But the little Taoist children soon realized what was going on and immediately began to maintain order, asking the pilgrims not to panic and to prevent a stampede.
"Little Master, what happened? Is it an earthquake?"
Some pilgrims grabbed the little Taoist boy's arms in fear, trembling as they tried to ask for peace of mind.
The little Taoist boy glanced at the direction of the golden light and understood. He nodded, put on a stern face and pretended to be an adult. He looked up and explained to the pilgrims seriously: "Don't worry, this is Taoist Master Yan performing a ritual..."
With a crisp "bang" sound, a fist hit the little Taoist boy's head from top to bottom, pressing him down in an instant.
The pilgrims were stunned.
He looked up in the direction of the fist and saw a smiling face.
The Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe, with traces of thick bandages visible underneath his clothes. He had his hair tied up in a Tai Chi bun with a wooden hairpin, and his smiling face looked quite romantic and unrestrained.
"This kid is just talking nonsense, don't pay attention to it."
The Taoist priest glanced at the golden light nonchalantly, then continued with a smile: "The wattage of the light bulbs bought in the temple a few days ago was too high. Maybe the voltage was unstable and it exploded."
"……ah?"
The pilgrim was confused: "Yes, is it the light bulb? Why is it so loud? It's really not an earthquake?"
The Taoist priest affirmed: "Fake and inferior products are harmful to people. Pilgrims, you must buy genuine products in the future. Don't be deceived like us. You won't save much money, but will cause trouble."
The pilgrim looked at the little Taoist boy hesitantly: "Then the little master just said that it was a ritual..."
The Taoist priest remained calm and said, "You heard wrong."
"I'm not very old and my hearing is very good, so this is definitely the way to go..."
"He's wrong."
“…………”
After sending away the skeptical pilgrims, the Taoist priest released his hand from the little Taoist boy.
The little Taoist boy held back tears, and looked at the Taoist priest with a pursed mouth, saying, "Master, how can you lie? This is the karma of the tongue."
"No, I just gave them the most acceptable explanation."
The Taoist priest didn't care at all, and said leisurely with his hands behind his back: "Do you want to see these people become suspicious when they return home, affecting their lives?"
"I don't want to...but you can't lie!"
The little Taoist boy said angrily: "My idol never lies!"
Taoist Priest: “…………”
He raised his eyebrows in surprise, looked at his little apprentice, and asked with emotion: "How thick is your filter for Fellow Daoist Yan? Are you my apprentice or his apprentice? When it comes to deceiving people, no one can compare to Fellow Daoist Yan."
——After all, during the live broadcast, even Haiyun Temple thought that it might not be able to hide the truth. As a result, Yan Shixun remained calm and overturned the audience's concept with just two or three sentences, fooling them into a daze and unable to tell what was true and what was false. They successfully forgot about the ghosts and continued to believe in science.
This also made many Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple exclaim in amazement, they could actually explain it this way!
The little Taoist boy was stunned.
He sniffed, but hesitated for a moment, then asked in a tearful voice, "Can I really be Master Yan's disciple?"
Master Yuanzhong: “…………”
He took a deep breath and frantically comforted himself in his heart: Don't be angry, don't be angry! This is his dearest disciple, the only one! The first disciple!!
hateful!
Taoist Priest: Although I admire you, but do you dare to save face for me? If you do this, it will be difficult for me to be a Taoist Priest QAQ
Just at this time, other pilgrims saw the Taoist priest in his conspicuous robe and gathered around him, asking worriedly what had happened.
The Taoist priest raised his head and glanced over there.
The golden light has gradually dissipated and turned into a spreading vitality, like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, making the grass and trees flourish and all living things rejoice wherever it passes.
Meanwhile, above the sky, the drastically changing constellations returned to their original positions and restored their balance.
The clouds dissipated and everything became calm again.
Apart from the ascetics, no one knew what a miraculous event had just occurred.
...However, for Fellow Daoist Yan, it might just be a matter of turning over his hand.
The Taoist priest smiled slightly and said calmly, "The wires are old and the low-quality light bulbs have exploded."
Pilgrims: “???”
The Taoist priest smiled and winked at them, saying, "You have to believe in science."
The expressions of the crowd were indescribable, and they even looked up to confirm whether this was Haiyun Temple.
——A Taoist priest in a Taoist temple preaches science? It doesn’t make sense no matter how you think about it.
But the young people's eyes lit up: "Oh oh oh! Brother Yan's catchphrase!"
One of them even lowered his voice and imitated Yan Shixun's tone: "Be less superstitious, read more, and believe in science, tsk."
The people around who had watched the show "Heart-beating Travel Around the World for 99 Days" immediately understood what he meant and laughed.
"So, Brother Yan is indeed a Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple, right? You see, other Taoist priests from Haiyun Temple would say the same thing."
"So today we are visiting Brother Yan's parents' home? Great!"
"I was still doubting whether there were ghosts...but the Taoist priest himself said that we should believe in science, does that mean there are really no ghosts?"
"Hey, would Brother Yan lie to you? If he says there is no, then there is definitely no. What are you still doubting?"
"What ghost or not? How old are you and still believe that?"
In front of the main hall, after the shaking and movement passed, the tourists and pilgrims gradually calmed down and there were sounds of laughter everywhere.
The Taoist priest also nodded and left with his little disciple - he had to educate his disciple well, because he was no less handsome than Fellow Daoist Yan!
Well, maybe, probably, perhaps...it's just a little bit off.
Little Taoist Boy: "You lying liar!"
"Your idol also lies!"
"No! My idol is the best in the world!"
In the quiet room, Yan Shixun looked at Lu Xingxing who had opened her eyes with difficulty, and smiled: "Xingxing, welcome back to the world."
Lu Xingxing's eyelashes trembled. Not having opened his eyes for a long time made him extremely sensitive to light. He could only see a vague haze in the golden light. After waiting for a while, his vision gradually became clear.
The first thing that caught my eye was Yan Shixun's handsome face that was so close to me.
The distance between them was only a dozen centimeters. The overwhelming majesty radiated naturally from Yan Shixun's body, and the sense of oppression was like the whole world.
This is the power and majesty of the Tao, which cannot be challenged.
But in front of Lu Xingxing, this power did not hurt him at all, but wrapped him gently and powerfully, like the warmth and security of a cub protected under its wings.
Lu Xingxing didn't feel any extra pressure at all. Her body, which had been bedridden for so long, felt so light that it seemed to take off. She didn't feel any discomfort at all.
When he met Yan Shixun's eyes, he suddenly felt as if he had crashed into a brilliant galaxy, with millions of stars shining brightly, enough to drown one.
"Brother Yan..."
Lu Xingxing called out to the person in front of him in disbelief.
His voice was hoarse and difficult, with only a few breaths left.
Lu Xingxing hadn't spoken for so long that his voice became rusty.
But as soon as the words came out, Lu Xingxing opened his eyes wide in horror, as if he had thought of something.
His hazy soul had not yet recovered, and his stopped brain could not react for a while. He didn't know what was going on in front of him.
He had forgotten how he returned to Haiyun Temple from the southwest. Even though he tried hard to recall it, his last memory still stayed on the scene where he let others go first beside Baizhi Lake and stayed behind to delay the ghosts.
And then...
Lu Xingxing shook his brain and slowly remembered the pain that followed the memory.
The raging fire passed through his body, burning away his soul inch by inch, and the pain was so severe that he could not breathe.
And the sound of his throat now, and the sight of Brother Yan, and the bed and the room clearly showed that they were from Haiyun Temple, could it be that...
"Am I dead?"
Lu Xingxing said in a daze: "Is this my last burst of energy?"
Yan Shixun raised his eyebrows, with a faint smile on his lips.
Even though he used his vitality to cleanse Lu Xingxing's soul and body without leaving him with any sequelae, he had not used this body for a long time after all. Now that his soul is wearing the skin again, it will take some time to adapt.
Yan Shixun knew this very well, but Lu Xingxing did not.
Yan Shixun's failure to answer in time made Lu Xingxing firm in his guess.
Tears "swish!"
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