Xiao Anran was so angry that Xiao Shaonan's hands trembled.
At this moment, Qian Daozi was taken aback, his eyes wandering around the two people with an expression full of amazement.
Although he is said to be the painting saint Qian Daozi and has a good relationship with the prince's Taibao Hong Xuanji, but secretly, in Qian Daozi's hometown, he raised the former prince Zhou Zhou, who was not a good citizen. At this time, he suddenly got the melon of the champion. Think about it. The child became lively.
"Xiao Shaonan, who are you?"
Xiao Anran asked in a trembling voice. At this time, he suppressed his temper and did not make a move against Xiao Shaonan.
After all, this is his senior brother's favorite son.
"Don't worry about what I am!"
Xiao Shaonan's voice was serious and low. He looked at Xiao Anran and shouted seriously: "This is the Meng Shenji of the Supreme Leader, don't you know?"
Supreme leader Meng Shenji?
Xiao Anran looked past Xiao Shaonan and looked at Xu Lang. Taishang leader Meng Shenji was a dragon-like figure. Xiao Anran was lucky enough to have seen it, but when he looked at Xu Lang, he saw that Xu Lang was majestic and solemn. He seemed to have insight into all things and had something about him. The magnanimity of young people, middle-aged people, and old people is as profound and vast as the balance of heaven. In comparison, the statue of Yuanyang Taoist Master at the back looks crude and crude.
"I have seen Mengshenji, but his demeanor is not like this."
Xiao An said solemnly, but whether it was the Meng Shenji or not, he was definitely seeing a dragon-like person again.
"I am indeed not a dream machine."
Xu Lang turned his eyes to Xiao Anran and said, "My name is Xu Lang."
Xu Lang?
This reputation has not yet reached Xiao Anran's ears, so he is at a loss.
"I know!"
Gan Daozi said from the side: "A painter has recently appeared in Yujing City. Some people say that his painting skills far surpass mine. However, this person does not paint landscapes or animals, only dead people."
"Uh... do you use a mirror to draw yourself?"
Qian Daozi suddenly asked when he thought that Xu Lang was going to use a mirror.
What a question!
Xu Lang glanced at Gan Daozi and said calmly: "It's not accurate to say dead people. What I paint is just people from the past. For you, time is endless. For me, it is not that old-fashioned. "
Time is not old-fashioned?
This topic is a bit too advanced for Qian Daozi and Xiao Anran.
Xiao Anan waved his hand, and the Taoist priests around him brought mirrors, pens and ink to Xu Lang according to Xiao Shaonan's instructions.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Xu Lang adjusted his attitude slightly, and just started to draw on the white paper. The Taoist rhyme flowing invisibly, the mystery of life and death, the beginning and the end, seemed to converge into the tip of the pen at this time. , and then sketched on the scroll.
Qian Daozi, Xiao Anran forgot the language for a moment at this time.
Hong Yi was here, looking at the scene in front of him, and then it was deeply imprinted in his mind.
In a trance, Xu Lang's pen and ink converged, and it seemed that there were countless light and electricity converging on the scroll, giving the scroll infinite brilliance.
Xiao Anran, Qian Daozi, Xiao Shaonan, and even the Taoist priests standing in the hall all looked at the scroll at this time. They felt vast and simple, with the demeanor of young people, young people, middle-aged people, and old people all in it, and everything seemed to be hanging down. Originating from the beginning, the spiritual void is wonderfully formed, and the magic is emptiness.
Just one glance, this picture scroll has been deeply imprinted in their thoughts, and with Xu Lang's wonderful picture in their hearts, they feel cool and bright, they have always been just ghosts and immortals, and have never survived the thunder. Xiao Anran, who was devastated, felt at this moment that all his scattered thoughts had a backbone, and his soul gained a lot of subtlety.
Gan Daozi looked at the scroll with burning eyes and dry words, and said: "The most wonderful thing about the Amitabha Sutra of the Great Zen Temple is that there is an image of Amitabha. It is said that after people see it, it seems that they have awakened to thousands of lives. The predecessor, so that the thoughts will be firm, and in response to the Taoism, there has always been a lack of such a picture, but now, not only has this picture appeared, but it has also left the Amitabha Sutra behind."
"This picture contains not only the way of the past, but also the way of the present and the way of the future. It is subtle and difficult to understand, and words are difficult to predict... Only by gathering the truths of the past, present and future of Dazen Temple, maybe we can There is some comparison.”
Being able to witness the birth of such a painting made Qian Daozi full of joy, but at the same time, it also made Qian Daozi see the gap between the two, which cannot be filled by painting.
"I will be able to survive the thunder tribulation next year."
Xiao sadly withdrew his gaze, sensed his own thoughts, and said excitedly: "First level, second level, third level... I won't be weak even if I survive the third level of thunder tribulation, the great road can be expected, the great road can be expected!"
Xiao Shaonan looked at the scroll and imprinted the scroll in his soul. He looked at Xu Lang and felt infinite respect.
When practicing Taoism in the world of Yang Shen, what you practice is the ghost soul, and then you condense your thoughts, travel at night and day, exorcise objects, possess people, and overcome tribulations. And in these thoughts, you visualize Xu Lang, not only opening your heart, but also to Xu Lang's Faith, after practicing it, will have no power to resist Xu Lang.
Xu Lang is the Taoist ancestor in their hearts and the foundation for their enlightenment.
Just like the Tathagata Dharmakaya in A Chinese Ghost Story 2, Zhi Qiu Yiye cannot defeat the centipede spirit. If you have him in your heart, you will naturally be unable to attack him.
"Xiao Anran has met Daozu."
Xiao Anran arranged his clothes and bowed down to Xu Lang. At this moment, Xiao Anran would no longer have any complaints. At the same time, this picture came into his mind. Xiao Anran would also work for Xu Lang wholeheartedly, just like worshiping a statue of a god. .
"Qian Daozi has met Daozu!"
Qian Daozi also bowed to Xu Lang.
Seeing this, many Taoist priests from Fang Xiandao also bowed to Xu Lang.
In the past, this Immortal Dao worshiped Yuanyang Taoist Master, but in the future, this is Xu Lang's dojo, and the sacred person they worship is Xu Lang.
Xu Lang nodded slightly, looked at the scroll he had drawn, and said, "Please support me well. During this period, I will stay in Yujing Temple."
"Yes Yes."
Xiao Anran accepted Xu Lang's order and said: "It is a blessing for Yujing Guan that the Taoist ancestors can stay here, and it is also a blessing for Taoists in the world." Xiao Anran was still opposed to Xu Lang before, but he will not do so in the future.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hong Yi was standing aside and was shocked when he saw these scenes. Because of Xu Lang's shielding, although Hong Yi felt that this picture scroll had infinite beauty, He has not yet entered the Tao and cannot understand it, but after going through this, he can indeed see that Xu Lang has the ability to reach heaven and earth.
He deserves to be the best in the world!
"Hong Yi, you still have some secular ties that need to be broken. Let's go to your home together."
Xu Lang looked at Hong Yi and suddenly said.
Break off the secular relationship?
Hong Yi thought of all the things going on at home, and felt that he wanted to learn martial arts and Taoism, and he really had to explain it to his family... There were also some mysteries surrounding his mother's death...
Easily controlling Fang Xiandao's people, Xu Lang turned around and rode away. After learning, Hong Yi now also mastered the riding skills and headed towards Yujing City, leaving everyone in Fang Xiandao behind. At this time, he looked at Xu. Wave back.
"Tao Zun Xu Lang."
Xiao Anran felt Xu Lang's figure in his thoughts, called him by name, and sighed: "It's like seeing a Taoist from ancient times."
"The Supreme Leader is indeed a dragon-like figure."
Xiao Shaonan followed.
Supreme leader?
Xiao looked at Xiao Shaonan sadly, swallowed his rudeness for the time being, and recalled Xu Lang's previous words and demeanor, and said: "His demeanor is only slightly similar to the Meng Shenji in the past, but I think the Meng Shenji Taoism has made great progress."
"Everything in the past seemed like death yesterday, but now he is no longer Meng Shenji, but Taoist Xu Lang."
Gan Daozi said: "As for his past, we know it ourselves. There is no need to deliberately name him. What is in our hearts is always the current Taoist Xu Lang."
However, thinking of the "Meng Shen Ji"'s magnanimity, everyone felt that they should be able to see Yang Shen born in this life.