It’s great to go to the West Lake during the Qingming Festival. It’s full of prosperity. We’re fighting over whose house it is. The green willows and vermilion wheels drive the carriages.
Tourists are leaving at dusk, waking up and making noise. The road turns to the embankment and slopes. There are always flowers all the way to the top of the city.
At Yingtan Railway Station, Yan Shouyi and his group got off the bus, looking at the lively street scene, their moods became brighter.
The weather had always been gloomy in the past few days. Long Feicheng always said that this was an ominous sign, so he deliberately restrained himself and did not go to the club to spend money, so as not to be caught by Officer Xia Zhi again.
This time I came to Longhu Mountain with my whole family.
Needless to say, these seven people, Yan Shouyi, Long Feicheng, Luo Ning, A Gong, Wang Jiquang, He Xiping, and Zhao Yiyao, plan to show off their skills at the Luotian Jiao.
It is worth mentioning that Wang Jichang was worried about Wang Zhilai staying alone in Rongcheng, so he took him with him on the road. Lao Jin had never participated in a grand ceremony like the Luotian Dajiao, so he took the initiative to follow him and wanted to grow up.
Knowledgeable.
Everyone walked out of the train station. Long Feicheng couldn't help but look left and right. A Gong asked curiously: "Xiaolong, what are you looking at?"
Long Feicheng lowered his voice and said: "Tomorrow is the day when the Luotian Dajiao begins. There must be many masters from various factions coming to the station to participate in the Luotian Dajiao today. I'm observing."
"Um...Xiaolong, actually..."
"Hush!" Long Feicheng stopped A Gong and rushed to say, "I recently learned the art of physiognomy from Brother Yan, and now I just use it for training. Don't remind me, let me study by myself! ... The more powerful the master, the more powerful it is.
, the more low-key they are, the deeper they hide, the more I have to concentrate..."
"But," Zhao Yiyao pointed behind Long Feicheng and said, "look behind you."
"What are you looking at?"
Long Feicheng turned around in surprise, only to see a dozen buses parked behind them, with banners hanging on the sides that read "Longhu Mountain welcomes people from all walks of life to the Luotian Dajiao."
In front of the bus, there were many young Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain busy about.
In addition, there were disciples dressed as Taoist monks from various sects, holding signs with the names of their sects, and cooperating with the disciples of Longhu Mountain to register.
Long Feicheng was shocked: "Here, what is going on? Don't they avoid suspicion at all? They are so upright and upright, aren't they afraid of being seen by ordinary people?"
In Long Feicheng's eyes, these sects should be like Yan Shouyi and others, hiding their identities and not easily taking action in front of ordinary people.
But the way they were holding the signs in such a big way was actually different from what Long Feicheng had imagined.
Yan Shou smiled and said: "They are from a well-known and decent family, there is no need to hide their identities."
"How do you say this?" Long Feicheng still didn't understand.
He Xiping explained: "Nowadays, all sects and sects are advancing with the times. Any entry-level disciple must hold a certificate to work. Everyone's identity is registered in the national archives, so there is no need to hide their identity."
Luo Ning then said: "Secondly, they represent their respective sects to participate in the Luotian Festival. Naturally, they have to make a big splash. It is best to spread their fame and let ordinary people know about their sects, otherwise they will come all the way.
Yingtan, what are you looking for?"
Zhao Yiyao also said: "Their sect also needs fresh blood. If through this wave of publicity, they can fool a few disciples into joining, it will be a profit for them."
Wang Ji said: "Besides, Longhu Mountain is the leader of Xuanmen in the world, and the reception must have certain standards. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a disgrace to Longhu Mountain?"
After listening to the explanations from the big guys, Long Feicheng reluctantly accepted it, but was still a little disappointed: "Do they really have no need to hide it?"
"This is really unnecessary. If you don't believe me, just look at it."
Yan Shouyi casually grabbed a passerby and said to him: "Handsome guy, do you want to tell your fortune?"
"Fuck you, get out!" The passerby pointed his middle finger directly at Yan Shouyi.
Everyone was stunned.
Yan Shouyi sighed and explained: "People nowadays don't believe this anymore. Ordinary people are not interested in Luotian Dajiao at all, so do they still need to hide it?"
Long Feicheng: "...I understand."
Yan Shouyi tidied his clothes and led everyone to the reception desk of Longhu Mountain.
The little Taoist priests at the reception desk also had a certain level of discernment. They could tell at a glance that Yan Shouyi and his group were definitely ordinary people. Judging from their aura, they seemed to be elite disciples of a famous sect.
So two little Taoist priests came over immediately, saluted them politely, and then said:
"Everyone, please come here. After completing the registration, you can get on the bus. We will take you directly to the mountain behind Longhu Mountain."
Nowadays, Longhu Mountain has become a scenic spot open to the public, so Tianshi Mansion divided Longhu Mountain into a front mountain and a back mountain. The front mountain is used as a scenic spot, while the back mountain has disciple handlers and does not allow ordinary tourists to enter.
If Yan Shouyi and the others go to Longhu Mountain by themselves this time, they may not be able to find the back mountain.
"Thank you two Taoist priests." Yan Shouyi said politely.
The two young Taoist priests were called Taoist Master by Yan Shouyi, and they laughed so hard that they were just handymen in Longhu Mountain on weekdays. When Yan Shouyi called them such names, both of them felt a little elated.
This feeling is like calling the nurse to be the doctor, calling the doctor to be the director, and calling the director to be the dean.
Following the little Taoist priest, everyone came to the registration office. As soon as Yan Shou took a form and only filled it halfway, he couldn't help but frown:
"Master Taoist, may I ask which column should be filled in for civil sects?"
The little Taoist priest was also stunned: "What kind of folk sect?"
"You two don't know about folk sects?" Long Feicheng asked doubtfully.
The two little Taoist priests looked at each other, and their attitudes changed completely. They took back the half-filled form Yan Shouyi had filled out, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the wastepaper basket nearby, saying contemptuously
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"Our Luotian Dajiao only allows famous sects to participate. Folk sects like you are not eligible to participate. You should just go back and forth wherever you go!"
Yan Shouyi was really surprised to see these two little Taoist priests changing their faces faster than turning the pages of a book.
After regaining consciousness, Yan Shou lowered his face and said in a deep voice: "What happened to the folk sects? Who said that folk sects cannot participate in the Luotian Festival?"
Wang Jichang couldn't help but said: "Longhu Mountain is the head of Taoism, and the Luotian Dajiao is even more open to accept the participation of Western Buddhism. Why can't our local folk sects participate?"
"There is a mixed bag of folk sects. Who knows whether you are good guys or bad guys? If we let you go into the mountains and you cause chaos and destruction, who will be responsible?"
The two Taoist priests now have eyes as high as the sky, and they don't even look at Yan Shouyi and the others seriously.
Luo Ning said angrily: "Before your so-called famous sect developed, how was it different from our folk sects? Besides, we have filled in the information here. If anything happens, you can just come to us. What is there to worry about?"
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"I think these two bastards are deliberately making things difficult for us," Zhao Yiyao shouted, "Yan Shouyi, as long as you open your mouth, I will kill them for you!"
As a Northeastern female, Zhao Yiyao is not afraid of fights at all, and she is even the one who wants to fight the most among everyone.
Only then did the young Taoist priests notice that even though Yan Shouyi and the others were a folk sect, their strength was not something they could afford to offend. They felt a little timid for a moment and could only say weakly:
"What do you want to do? Yingtan is the doorstep of our Longhu Mountain. If you want to take action, the elders will not spare you!"
"Haha, you Longhu Mountain elders can only care about your own family, but not our folk sects!" Luo Ning said disdainfully.
The quarrel between the two sides also attracted the attention of others. Many young disciples from famous sects couldn't help but cast curious glances when they heard that Yan Shouyi and the others were from folk sects.
However, there was a serious sense of superiority in this look, as if the folk sect was inferior to them.
At this moment, a clear voice like a bell came:
"Brother Yan!"
Yan Shou looked back and saw that the person calling him was none other than Ling Xiaoxiao, a disciple of Mount Emei.
"Brother Yan, when I first got off the bus, I was wondering if I would meet you, but I didn't expect that I actually did!"
Ling Xiaoxiao jumped over and stood in front of Yan Shouyi. He stretched his neck and asked, "Where is sister-in-law? Why isn't sister-in-law here?"
Yan Shouyi said awkwardly: "Your sister-in-law is not with me, but we should meet at the Luotian Dajiao."
Then Yan Shouyi's eyes turned behind Ling Xiaoxiao.
Even she appeared, the head of Mount Emei must be nearby.
As expected, behind Ling Xiaoxiao there was a group of female disciples dressed in white and with an outstanding temperament, and they were all following an old nun.
Although this old nun is old, she still has charm. It can be imagined that she was also beautiful when she was young.
"Brother Yan," Ling Xiaoxiao reminded, "she is my master and the head of Mount Emei."
Yan Shou nodded, the head of Mount Emei, Master Guanyun.
She is a person with no surname, named Guanyun, and she is also the junior sister of Yan Shouyi's grandmother Wen Yuxian.
I saw Master Guanyun walking to Yan Shouyi's side, flicking her fly whisk, and looking at the little Taoist priest at Longhu Mountain.
Even on Longhu Mountain, these two little Taoist priests were still marginal figures. How could they dare to neglect the head of Mount Emei? They hurriedly packed their bags and their groveling look was completely different from before.
"The Heavenly Master announced fifty years ago that there are no restrictions on the Luotian Jiao. Anyone from Taoism, Buddhism, or Western sects can participate. The Dragon Tiger Mountain is open to all rivers. How come you have become so petty?
What's more, the world's classics are not aliens from heaven, nor do they appear out of thin air. Hundreds of schools of thought all come from the people, and folk sects are the foundation of Taoism. What qualifications do you have to look down on folk sects and not allow them to participate in the Luotian Festival?