Wong Tai Sin Temple is in Hong Kong. It is both a well-known and effective temple and a place similar to a tourist destination. Therefore, there are both devout believers and tourists from all over the world...

Busy and crowded with people coming and going.

Fu Yang and Ah Huang were shuttled through the crowd, feeling very uncomfortable being squeezed.

Ah Huang complained: "Little Yangzi, your place is quite popular? If I had known it, I would have come back late at night, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble."

Well……

Fu Yang rolled his eyes: "What's my place? Don't talk nonsense later! This is a sectarian force established by the Liang family. Although I have inherited Huang Chuping's seven-color spiritual power, I can't be so arrogant. It makes Huang Xuanzi unhappy."

Ah Huang smiled very vulgarly, with a bit of the style of Master Xiong: "Of course I know, so we are just bragging and talking in private. Do you really think I am a fool?"

Fu Yang nodded seriously: "Well, really."

In broad daylight, there was a crowd of people. Of course, they did not dare to cast magic, and they could only squeeze into the temple gate like ordinary people.

Ah Huang shook his head speechlessly: "Xiao Yangzi, this Huang Daxian Temple is too popular! We came here late at night before, but we didn't feel anything. This day, the incense is too high. For believers alone, it is much more fanatical than our mainland sects. My husband's hairstyle is squeezed."

Fu Yang nodded.

This is of course!

After all, Hong Kong is so small. The only thing that can be taken out is the Wong Tai Sin Temple. In addition, this place is different from the mainland after all, and the relevant departments do not have many restrictions. They even support it in secret...

Therefore, the Wong Tai Sin Temple has a huge power and many believers on this acre of three-point land in Hong Kong. It is amazing!

Of course, because of the small population base and the short sectarian history, overall it is still incomparable to the giant sects in the mainland.

Fu Yang and Ah Huang entered the main hall in the temple, and then walked around from the side to prepare to enter the Taoist temple building behind...

"You two, don't you read the sign on it? Visitors stop! Sorry, you can't visit the inside."

Accompanied by a clear voice, a little Taoist priest with a bun in a Taoist robe walked out of the corner next to him, blocking the way for the two of them and pointing to the sign standing next to him.

Sure enough, a bright red "tourist stop" and a big red fork.

this……

Fu Yang scratched his head, still wondering how to explain. Ah Huang next to him had already spoken carelessly, holding his arms and looking like a gangster: "This one next to him, don't look like a young man with a hairless mouth. In fact, he is your uncle in charge."

Of course, the head of Huang Tai Sin Temple is Huang Xuanzi.

When the little Taoist heard this, his face changed and he said in a deep voice: "Rareless! Who are you? Did you deliberately come to my Wong Tai Sin Temple to make trouble?"

He was not stupid either. When he heard what Ah Huang said, he knew that he must be a fellow disciple. He was not an ordinary believer or pilgrimage. So he immediately put on a vigilant posture.

At the same time, the mana power in the body is circulating.

Ah Huang smiled and said, "Oh? The young man has a very bad temper. I'm just telling the truth. Why are you angry? The late stage of the mage realm? It's pretty good... Oh! It hurts."

Before this guy could finish his words, he started shouting.

Looking back, it turned out that Fu Yang pulled a few burning incense sticks from the incense burner next to him and deliberately poked his butt. Several holes were burned in his pants.

Ah Huang was furious: "Little Yangzi! Why are you more perverted than a fat cat? Use fragrance to burn my butt."

Fu Yang shrugged, checked the incense sticks back, and replied lightly: "Who asked you to show off here? I told you to keep a low profile. Do you understand low profile? If you don't understand, close your mouth."

snort!

Ah Huang pursed his mouth very unhappily, hugged his arms and turned his head.

The little Taoist priest was inexplicably made by these two guys and was considering whether to call someone to come... These two seemed to be here to make trouble?

But now in broad daylight, there are endless believers and pilgrims outside and tourists from all over the world. If there is a conflict at this time, in full view of the public, the matter will be really big.

Fu Yang walked up and had a gentle attitude: "This Taoist priest, I am indeed your fellow disciple. I can't say whether I have seniority. But... look at this?"

As he said that, he flipped his right hand and a small cyclone composed of red, orange and yellow appeared in his palm, exuding a mysterious and ethereal aura.

This, is this?!

The Taoist priest was shocked and his expression was horrified: "Three-color spiritual power? You, you are our elder. But I have been in the art for several years and have never seen you, the elder..."

However, before he finished speaking, he immediately added: "Yes! The real bigwigs of my Huang Taixian lineage are all mysterious inheritance. You should have just obtained the three-color spiritual power of Chisong?"

Fu Yang laughed, didn't say much, just nodded.

He didn't want to explain too much, and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

Moreover, the reason why the three-color spiritual power is that I am worried that the five-color spiritual power will scare the other party! As for the seven-color spiritual power... this should be a mythical existence in the Chisong lineage, and this kind of little Taoist priest should not know it. Instead, he thought it was fake!

"So, can we get in now? We are indeed going to find Master Huang Xuanzi."

Fu Yang looked at him.

Of course, the little Taoist priest nodded desperately, with awe and admiration in his eyes - the three-color spiritual power of Chisong. He dreamed that he could practice successfully.

Unfortunately, the power of the Chisong lineage cannot be obtained through cultivation. Most of the disciples of the Huang Daxian Temple can only obtain a color through cultivation. Going up, it basically depends on the mysterious opportunity in the dark.

The little Taoist priest's attitude completely changed, and he bowed slightly: "Senior, will I take you in?"

Fu Yang waved his hand.

"You should keep busy here. There are many believers, pilgrims and tourists during the day, so it's better to have more people to watch. Actually, I have been here a few times and I can find the head teacher myself."

After saying that, he led Ah Huang to the entrance threshold and entered the Taoist complex of Huang Tai Sin Temple...

The little Taoist priest watched their backs, full of envy.

As soon as he stepped inside, Fu Yang felt a completely different aura!

It is vast, huge, upright, central and peaceful. But it is also full of an inviolable temperament.
Chapter completed!