This Wong Tai Sin actually has several good fates.

This is really magical.

After Chen Yang finished reading it, his expression was as normal. Huang Daxian didn't know what he was looking at.

"Go back."

"Real person, build a temple..."

"I will handle the matter of building a temple, so you can go back first."

Huang Daxian was anxious, but Chen Yang had already promised it, so it was hard for him to ask again.

He bowed to Chen Yang and turned around and left.

"Why did that big mouse build a temple?"

On the way down the mountain, Dahui asked.

Chen Yang said: "That's not a mouse, it's a weasel."

"What is it building a temple?"

"Let all living beings worship it."

"Are you so arrogant?"

Dahui thought for a while and said, "I want to build a temple, too."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "What are you doing for building a temple? People have magic power, do you have it?"

Building a temple is a good thing.

Although it is a bit unpleasant to pay, there is an additional Wong Tai Sin Temple on the mountain. With Wong Tai Sin's ability, a group of pilgrims can gather in a short time.

I have to ask the system if I do this myself, is it considered to be a contribution to promoting Taoism? Is it not too much to reward a lottery?

However, Chen Yang cannot decide on the specific location selection.

And this matter must be said to Yu Jingzhou first.

Whether you agree or not depends on whether Yu Jingzhou agrees or not.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Chen Yang stuffed Lao Hei and Da Hui into the car.

After waiting for a while, Fa Chu came down.

"The abbot has been waiting for a long time."

"I just got down, too."

Get into the car and drive towards Lingshan.

Fa Chu's mood is completely different from yesterday.

I was smiling all the way.

"Just when you and your master left, several more tourists came. The Taoist temple hasn't been so lively for a long time."

Chen Yang asked: "How much does a stick of incense in Taoist temple cost?"

"Ten yuan."

"Ten yuan?" Chen Yang said oh and asked, "Is the price determined by your master?"

"Um."

Chen Yang asked: "What about other things besides the incense?"

“What other?”

"Looking at the photos, drawing talismans, etc."

"Masters usually don't look at photos. A few years ago, someone gave the master 300,000 yuan and asked him to look at photos. He said that the other party's money was ill-gotten money, and he didn't collect it or look at it. Occasionally, someone would take the initiative to mention it, and the charges would be given by the master."

"Someone wants to buy talismans, but the master said that if you can't draw talismans in the Taoist temple, you won't sell them."

Chen Yang was speechless when he heard it.

This Jingzhou Zhenren really treats money as dirt and has a very strong temper.

As for the situation of drawing talismans, there will be no more problems with Huang Tai Sin to solve them.

After thinking about it, Chen Yang said, "The incense in Lingshan Taoist Temple is a bit expensive, but there is a reason to be expensive. Your master is a traditional Taoist priest, and yellow and white things are not attracted to him. But some things are too cheap and are not valued."

"You are so concerned about this matter, and you should think about it carefully."

"In addition, I told Zhenju Jingzhou for me that Wong Tai Sin hopes to build a temple on the mountain. If the real person wants to know about it, he can go directly to contact Wong Tai Sin. If there is any progress in the future, we will contact us on your phone."

"Wang Tai Sin Temple?" Fa Chu was a little surprised and silently remembered this matter in his heart.

More than half an hour later, the car stopped at the foot of the mountain, and Chen Yang called a black car for him and watched him leave.

Then he returned the car keys to Mananjing and walked up the mountain.

After returning to the Taoist temple, Chen Yang went to take a shower first.

Although the Taoist robe worn is dust-free, it cannot solve the problem of mental fatigue.

After taking a shower, I felt refreshed.

Standing in the yard and glanced at it, the two guys were really playing there holding their phones.

There is no help.

After the incident with Huang Daxian, Chen Yang thought that after they came back, they would work hard to practice boxing and listen to the scriptures.

Sure enough, the terrible thing about lazy cancer is that it is not only lazy, but also contagious.

Chen Yang sat on the stool and said, "Let's draw."

This mission is basically equivalent to giving Chen Yang a chance to draw for free.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the [Tao Te Ching Inscription]."

"Details: This is the first rubbing of the Tao Te Ching written by the Emperor Taishang. It is often read to cultivate the mind and to copy and cultivate the nature. The mystery of it cannot be conveyed by words."

Chen Yang looked at a stone tablet in front of him and reached out to grab it, but it was like air grabbing it empty.

The mind changes, and the stone tablet in front of you changes accordingly, enlarging in your eyes.

"The Tao can be told, it is very Tao..."

Starting from the first line and the first word, Chen Yang seemed to be in another world for a moment.

He saw an old Taoist riding a green ox coming from the sky, using his hands instead of writing, and writing words in the void.

As one word is written out, the dry grass around it looks like spring, and new branches and buds are blooming.

Old trees change buds in the distance, the breeze blows on their faces, and the dry river channel overflows with clear sweet springs.

Nothing is broken or the sky is broken or the dragon is flying or the phoenix is ​​dancing.

Only all things are repeated, the sun and the moon alternate, and the cycle of life and death is reincarnated.

Spring has gone, autumn has gone, winter solstice has come, and everything is silent.

"Huh~"

Chen Yang suddenly woke up and murmured: "A rubbing will make me deeply trapped in it."

The four big characters "Lingshan Taoist Temple" before also gave Chen Yang the feeling of this.

But there are two completely different feelings.

Lingshan Taoist Temple allows Chen Yang to feel the fairyland on earth from his brushstrokes, which is a secluded state without dust.

And this inscription on the Tao Te Ching is more like a depiction of a mortal world.

Ordinary, from the perspective of bystanders, they look at the rebirth and death of every grass and stone.

The world is in harmony, and it is probably like this.

Chen Yang suddenly had a whim and took out his pen, ink, paper and ink.

Grind the ink carefully and don’t rush to dip the ink with your pen.

Close your eyes and feel the purest and simple aura again.

Chen Yang was in this state of mind, not looking at the paper or where the pen fell. With this feeling, the pen flew freely.

"The abbot is writing again."

"Hey, it seems different from before. Do you think Lao Hei?"

"Yeah, I feel it, it feels so strange."

"Like, like..." Big gray was like a long time, and no suitable adjective was found.

The old underworld: "If the abbot in the past was a noble god, the current abbot is an ordinary person."

"Huh~"

After venting the breath in his heart through the ink, Chen Yang let out a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes.
To be continued...