"Pindao will go to this trade meeting of casual cultivators with two fellow Taoists!" Xuan Qing said with a slight smile and cupped his hands.

Hear the words.

The black bear spirit and the white snake man looked at each other.

Sure enough, although Taoist Xuanqing has a profound background, he should not have many cultivation materials on him, otherwise he would not be able to attend the casual cultivator trading conference.

Bai Shelangjun's heart moved, as if he had thought of something, "By the way, fellow Taoist Xuanqing, have you used up those pills from the past few days?"

"If it's all used up, I still have some Essence-Strengthening and Yuan-Building Pills left here. Fellow Taoist, you can take them and use them first!"

After saying that, Mr. Bai Snake took out a few small porcelain bottles from his arms, which contained the Strengthening Pill and Peiyuan Pill, which were a step above the Yixue Pill.

See the situation.

Xuan Qing smiled slightly, "It's a coincidence that a few days ago, Pindao accidentally got a 600-year-old lightning-struck peach tree, so he exchanged it with fellow Taoist White Snake for these pills!"

Six hundred years of lightning struck peach wood?

When the two demons heard this, they were immediately shocked.

Only a short time had passed before Taoist Xuanqing actually took out a Lightning Strike Tree again, which undoubtedly made them more convinced of the identity of the reincarnation of the great master Xuanqing.

"Easy to say, easy to say, then I will accept these 600-year-old lightning-struck peach wood."

Although Mr. White Snake has already exchanged a seven-hundred-year-old lightning peach tree, the lightning strike tree has a wide range of uses. Even if it is not needed, it can be exchanged for supplies with others.

After chatting for a while, Xuan Qing said goodbye.

The two demons immediately stood up to see each other off.

"Fellow Taoists, see you in three months!"

"Haha, walk slowly, walk slowly~"

....

Return to your own cave.

Xuanqing's life returned to peace.

Practice in the morning, read the scriptures at noon, and give guidance on Fat Ya’s practice in the afternoon.

Every few weeks, I have to quit the game and return to reality to deal with the food, drink, and diarrhea of ​​my body, and my life is quite fulfilling.

that's all.

Two months flew by.

This day.

As usual, Xuanqing meditated and practiced the art of breathing in and out to nourish Qi.

suddenly.

A familiar mechanical beep sounded in his mind.

[Warm reminder: There are fluctuations in reality. Do you want to exit the game? 】

"Um?"

Xuan Qing was slightly startled.

Could it be that in the real world, there are people coming to Taoist temples again?

"exit the game!"

...

real world.

At the foot of Qingping Mountain.

A middle-aged man with a beard was leading five or six young men in mountaineering clothes, talking and laughing up the mountain.

They are members of the local mountaineering club. After watching the video posted by Yang Ying, they felt a strong desire to come and offer incense.

certainly.

More importantly, they were particularly interested in this 'mysterious Taoist' from Qingpingguan.

Although the audio and video only contained the voice of the 'mysterious Taoist' and a background, it gave people a sense of immortality.

"Do you think we can meet the Taoist priest?"

"Whatever, this Taoist temple is not like a monk's temple. It's all about fate. If you can't see the mysterious Taoist priest, just think it's just for fun~"

"Yes, I realized after watching the video that temples cannot be connected. Temples belong to monks, and temples belong to temples."

...

Several members of the mountaineering team were chatting away from one another.

Soon.

Everyone came to the gate of the Taoist temple.

Looking at the closed door of the Taoist temple, everyone looked at each other. They couldn't be so unlucky that the Taoist temple was closed, right?

Just when they were beating drums in their hearts.

Creak~

The door to the Taoist temple opens.

What came into view was a young Taoist priest with a hairband and navy blue robe with a gentle and elegant face.

What's more important is that this young Taoist exudes an inexplicable Taoist charm, which makes people feel relaxed and happy at the first sight, and inexplicably calms down.

They have never seen anyone with such a magical temperament.

Even the members of the mountaineering team who traveled all over the country and did numerous mountain climbing and horse racing couldn't help but be stunned.

"Immeasurable longevity, laymen, why don't you come to the Taoist temple to offer incense?" Xuanqing asked with a kind smile on his face and his hands slightly cupped.

After hearing a sound similar to that in Gaiyin's video.

Everyone woke up as if from a dream.

"Uh, yes, we are here to offer incense!"

The bearded mountaineering captain quickly bent down and said with a smile.

Do not know why.

In front of this young and shameless Taoist priest, the bearded captain felt an inexplicable feeling of shame in his heart. It was really strange.

"Please come in!"

Xuanqing smiled and nodded, making a gesture of invitation.

It has only been a few days since the last time Yang Ying went up the mountain, but actually a layman came to the Taoist temple to offer incense. It seems that the video effect is really good.

As the saying goes, people strive to take a breath of Buddha and receive a stick of incense, just to see whether the merits of faith can be produced in this real world.

that's all.

Xuan Qing walked slowly in front.

A group of mountaineering team members carefully followed behind him.

Like the bearded captain, they always feel ashamed in front of Xuan Qing, which is why they show such a posture.

Actually.

It's not surprising that this happens.

As the saying goes, divine power is like prison and divine grace is like the sea. Xuanqing, who has developed magical power, is fundamentally different from ordinary people in a sense.

Enter the main hall.

Xuan Qing pointed to the table in the corner, "The incense on the table costs two yuan a handful. Three incense sticks for the gods and nine sticks for the Sanqing Daozu. Don't make a mistake!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

In this day and age, this large handful of incense only costs two yuan. Even if you go to the canteen, the price is more than that.

In the mind of the bearded captain, he couldn't help but think of the time when he went to the Zhenfa Monastery and spent a full two hundred yuan to buy a stick of incense.

"Our Taoism is still true!" the bearded captain said with emotion.

Later.

A group of members of the mountaineering team bought several handfuls of incense, each took out nine sticks, and finally knelt on the futon in front of Sanqing Daozu.

"The Great Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, please bless me... uh... bless me to make a fortune."

"The Taoist Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty is here..."

....

Just when a group of mountaineering team members were burning incense and praying.

Xuanqing's eyes were fixed on the Sanqing statue.

The breaths passed by.

After most of the young people in the mountaineering team had finished offering incense, there was still no abnormality at all on the Sanqing statue.

Just when Xuanqing thought that modern society could not give birth to the incense of faith.

The mountaineering captain, a middle-aged man with a beard, took incense.

I saw a middle-aged man with a beard, holding incense in both hands, kneeling respectfully to the Sanqing Taoist.

Goodbye~

Two prayers~

Until after the ninth prostrations.

A faint wisp of white smoke was released from the head of the middle-aged man with a beard, mixing with the smoke from the burning incense in his hand.

See this scene.

Xuanqing was refreshed.

With his magical power, he could clearly sense that this faint white smoke contained a strange power.
Chapter completed!