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Chapter 92 Pending Orders, Jianjiguan, This Fellow Daoist Is A Little Small (Please Subscribe)

In the huge Jianji Temple, straight pine trees are planted on both sides, which complement the green hills in the distance.

It has to be said that as the largest Taoist temple in Lushan Mountain, it is also a Taoist temple that has been passed down for thousands of years and is considered to be at its peak. The atmosphere in Jianji Temple is completely different from ordinary Taoist temples.

In addition to the many tourists coming and going, there are also many Taoist priests who took the initiative to come out and mingle with the tourists.

Or show talent, or chat with tourists to solve doubts, or introduce Taoist abyss culture to tourists, and get along very well with tourists.

Compared with the Buddhist temples in Jiangnan City, this kind of proactive approach is even worse than that of Lingqing Temple.

It is no wonder that in this era of the decline of Taoism, the Jian Ji Temple can still maintain its prosperity and compete with the Buddhist temple.

Walking straight through the stone steps, a huge boulder the size of a car came into view. The surface of that huge boulder was square and flat as a stone.

On this stone wall, there is an inscription: Visit the famous sites one by one, the green mountains are as old as the water.Where were the Lidou people back then?There is greenery floating on the stone.

"Master Daoist, this is the ritual fighting stone."

Seeing Su Yang Jiujiu's huge stone, the old lady explained.

"This Lidou Stone is said to be the place where old Taoist priest Lu Xiujing paid homage to the Big Dipper every day. Later it was named Lidou Stone."

After speaking, the old lady pointed to the circular trough stone mortar next to her, and continued: "This is a mortar for pounding medicine, which was used by the old Taoist priest Lu Xiujing to pound medicine and make alchemy."

"Grandma, is there really anyone in the world who knows alchemy?"

At this time, the girl who had been lost all the way finally spoke, and she looked at the medicine mortar suspiciously.

Hearing this, the old lady was stunned, she wanted to say no, but when she caught a glimpse of Su Yang who was wearing a Taoist robe from the corner of her eye, she changed her mind again.

"Maybe someone will."

The old lady's wife is a believer. Under his perennial nagging, the old lady has not been affected in any way, saying that I only believe in science.

But until later, when his wife passed away, the old lady didn't say anything, but since that day, she often took the initiative to go to Jianji Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.

Maybe she suddenly believed too?Or this method can remind her of her deceased wife and feel that she is still by her side?

Finally until today, she met Su Yang, and walked around her with a whisk in her hand, as if drawing the ground into a prison to protect her.

Along the way, as the affected person, she could clearly feel the miraculous Taoism.

So this time when she heard the girl's question, the old lady nodded and chose to believe it.

"Let's go, it's getting late, and we have to line up to burn incense later."

Su Yang looked at the bustling crowd in front of him, almost all of them were densely packed.

"Yeah, there are so many people today, maybe when we have to queue up."

The old lady exclaimed and hurried forward.

"Grandma, please slow down."

The girl behind was startled, and hurried forward, fearing that the old lady would fall and knock.

Sure enough, when the three came to the main hall, the line of burning incense and praying for blessings, like a long dragon, had already lined up from the inside to the outside, tens of meters away.

"It seems that we can only arrange slowly."

The old lady sighed helplessly, and quickly adjusted her mood.

Time passed by, and after Su Yang and the old lady finished lining up to burn incense and pray for the Sanqing Statue, the sun was level with the horizon, and it was evening.

"It's getting dark so fast!"

Walking out of the Sanqing Palace, the old lady watched the sunset in the sky and couldn't help sighing.

"Daozhang, I didn't take you to visit the Jianji Temple today, and all the time was wasted in this queue. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, since you've come to the Taoist temple, naturally you have to pay homage to Sanqing."

"The Taoist chief doesn't have a place to live yet? Why don't you go back to my place? Although it's a little smaller, there are still extra beds."

Facing the warm invitation from the old lady, Su Yang shook his head with a smile and declined.

"Don't bother the layman, Pindao plans to place an order in Jianjiguan."

"Well, that's fine, I wish the Taoist priest a good time."

After saying goodbye, the old lady left with the entourage of the girl.

Su Yang stayed in Jian Jiguan.

After that, Su Yang entered the Sanqing Palace again, and found the owner who was in charge of the Sanqing Palace.

"Fellow Daoists are polite!"

Su Yang Jishou: "The poor Daoist named Qingyang, passing through here, wants to place an order."

"Qingyang?!"

The palace master frowned, and after thinking for a while, he finally recognized Su Yang.

"That Qingyang Taoist priest who travels online to preach?"

"It's the poor way."

Su Yang nodded.

"This fellow Taoist is not a fan of the Taoist priest, is he? Haha."

"It's over, the Taoist priest's identity has been found out, it seems that he will receive special treatment next time."

"Master Daoist: I don't want to be special when I'm poor, but my charm is too great, and both men and women are accepted."

Netizens in the live broadcast room were surprised when they saw the middle-aged Taoist priest recognize Su Yang, and immediately imagined the next scene.

However, after the hall master confirmed Su Yang's identity, the surprise on his face quickly dissipated, replaced by indifference.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyang wants to place an order?"

"Yes."

"Please show your Taoist certificate."

After an indifferent inspection by the hall master, there was indeed no problem: "Really, then who, you take this Qingyang fellow Taoist to the guest room and arrange a room."

"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Ha Qingyang, the poor Taoist is still busy, and I can't get out, so let him take you there."

"Thank you."

Sensing the other party's casual indifference, Su Yang didn't care. He simply thanked him, and followed another young Taoist priest to the guest room.

It's just that along the way, the little Taoist seemed to be unhappy with Su Yang, and rolled his eyes. He didn't know, he thought he had cataracts.

(End of this chapter)