Facts have proved that the old Taoist priest named Chang Songzi did not have much concentration. When he heard Zhao Qingshan say that the secret was on Longsu Mountain, he changed his face on the spot after practicing Taoism for a lifetime.

Without the aura of being a prostitute at the beginning, he pestered Zhao Qingshan and wanted to fly to Longsu Mountain to see what happened to Qingyun Temple!

But then again, it’s not his fault. Who made all the immortals and Buddhas in the sky six hundred years ago be beaten back to their original form and fall into reincarnation?

In ancient times, there was a Taoist practice. True cultivators with magic power could even call the wind and rain, but that was because they had the Dharma images of immortals and gods to summon. Once they did not have the Dharma images of immortals and gods, the strength of true cultivators would be greatly reduced in an instant and became no different from ordinary people.

Like this old Taoist priest of long pine nuts, he has only one body of Taoism but has very little magic power. If you catch a ghost or a demon, you have to work hard to arrange the altar... The biggest reason is that there are no immortals in the sky, and all their actions depend on their own efforts.

Those true cultivators who were once respected as land gods by the world have now become ordinary Taoists who are no different from ordinary people.

However, Zhao Qingshan's golden bell with one hand and a spell can make ghosts and wolves howl everywhere. Not to mention that other Taoists do not have this ability, but at least they have to open the altar to do it with the help of the right time, place, and people!

Therefore, after Zhao Qingshan completed the purchase, Changfengzi stuck to Zhao Qingshan like a dog skin plaster. Not to mention that Zhao Qingshan had the intention to bring him back to Qingyun Temple, even if Zhao Qingshan used a broom to drive him away, he would definitely follow him all the way!

Because there were too many incense candles purchased and there were too many yellow paper and cinnabars, it was absolutely impossible to take the bus. In the end, Zhao Qingshan booked a van and transported these things back to Longsushan.

On the way, Chang Pineko's eyes were rolling around. While the driver was not paying attention to them, he hit Zhao Qingshan with his elbow and asked with a saliva: "Little Taoist, I have a question to ask you... the Sanqing bell you used before..."

"Let's talk about it when you get to the mountain." Zhao Qingshan knew that Chang Matsuko was definitely itchy at this moment, but he could not tell him the true origin of Miluo Hongguang Shangyang Jinling.

Therefore, Zhao Qingshan smiled faintly, as if he was casually looking at the rapidly retreating view outside the window, and asked, "I wonder where the old Taoist priest is practicing cultivation now?"

"Traveling around the world, the world is home." Seeing that Zhao Qingshan was unwilling to say more, Chang Songzi did not ask any more, but said with a vicissitudes of life: "It has been sixty-five years since he went down the mountain at the age of eighteen."

"Has the old Taoist priest been wandering around the clouds for the past sixty-five years?" Zhao Qingshan looked at the long pine nut with interest, but he was thinking about how to fool him into the Qingyun Temple forever!

"Not that." Chang Songzi shook his head and said, "Although I have never married for life, I have a few confidants. Sometimes I am tired from floating in the ground, so I will stay there for a few months."

"Oh..." Zhao Qingshan nodded suddenly and asked, "Why did the Taoist priest come to Laoluo County? Did he make a special trip to visit Mr. Xu Mengyao?"

"No." Chang Songzi shook his head again and said, "About half a month ago, I watched the star signs at night. Suddenly, the stars flashed in the direction of Guangzheng Province. This is a sign of the ascension of the Taoist people. We have not felt the Dharma image of any immortal god for many years. With this strange scene, we naturally have to come and check one or two."

"A man who has attained enlightenment ascended to immortality?" Zhao Qingshan was stunned when he heard this. Could it be that the person who has attained enlightenment mentioned in Chang Songzi was Fan Tong, a mountain god who had been transformed into an immortal by himself?

If this is true, then the understanding of the long pine nuts in terms of Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Qiankun and Eight Trigrams is really a level that people can only look up to!

Qingyun Temple has only been established for a hundred years. As Changsongzi said, everything is missing... If Changsongzi can fool Changsongzi into Qingyun Temple, what position will be...

Just as Zhao Qingshan was thinking about how to keep pine nuts without affecting his image, Wu Chunhua, who was guided by Director Nie of the second doctor of the city, appeared at the foot of Longsu Mountain with sweat on her head.

He held a black leather bag in one hand and tightly held his son Wu Shiming's wrist with the other hand, panting and said, "Baby, you will kneel down to me when you go up the mountain later... You have killed your father!"

"Mom!" Wu Shiming, who was caught by Wu Chunhua before he could even sit on the hot side when he was caught, was scolded and scolded him in anger. At this time, he looked unhappy and said, "I think you are really crazy! I have told you that burning incense and worshiping gods are all feudal superstitions. Those talismans, let alone curing diseases, may even be poisonous..."

"Shut up!" Wu Chunhua did not ask Wu Shiming to continue speaking this time. She stopped Wu Shiming's words with a stern face, and then she grabbed him tightly toward the mountain, "For your father, you must listen to me today!"

The mountain road that appeared overnight on Longsu Mountain did not surprise Wu Shiming too much, because it had been a while since he last went up the mountain.

The mother and son started from the foot of the mountain and went all the way up. When they climbed halfway up the mountain, the van carrying incense candles had already appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Zhao Qingshan got off the car and moved all the cardboard boxes to the side of the road, looked up at Nagamatsuko and said, "Okay, let's go up the mountain."

"Don't you move these things up?" Nagamatsuko pointed to the carton on the side of the road.

"No need." Zhao Qingshan smiled and said, "Before we arrived on the mountain, these things must have arrived long ago... Don't ask why, let's talk about it after going up the mountain."

"... It's so sage. You little calf really knows how to pretend to be a ghost!" Chang Songzi curled her lips, but a trace of surprise and curiosity flashed in the depths of her eyes without warning.

On the way, Chang Songzi asked Zhao Qingshan, "This mountain road is really well built. When did it happen?"

"It's not long, it's about twenty days." Zhao Qingshan replied.

"It's less than a few million to repair this mountain road? It seems that the old Taoist Xuan Yuan has left a good foundation."

"No cent spent." Zhao Qingshan smiled, "This is given by God, not artificial."

"I find you are getting more and more bloating..."

An old Taoist priest, a little Taoist priest, two Taoist priests were talking and laughing all the way up.

When Zhao Qingshan appeared on the top of Longsu Mountain, he heard a plea from afar, "Master, please tell me when will Taoist Master Qingchengzi come back? Life is a matter of life, we can't delay it anymore!"

Zhao Qingshan was stunned, feeling that the voice seemed familiar?
Chapter completed!