The video is only a short ten seconds, and it plays back and forth over and over again.
All the Taoist priests who watched the video looked earthy.
"Is it really the White Horse Temple?" Xu Yan was silent for a while before asking such a sentence.
"When I received the news, I called my friends over there to confirm. It was undoubtedly the White Horse Temple. The movement was so loud that the whole district was alarmed. Now the firefighting, ambulance and police are all rushing over there, and the villagers living nearby are also there. Evacuate as a whole... White Horse Temple, it's over!"
Mr. Xu Yan took out his cell phone and called the old monk Baima, but he couldn't get through. He had to turn his head and look at the same door in the room, all of whom were brothers of his generation. How come the mountains collapsed in a blink of an eye, this, this, this, what magical powers this, this, this is? Do you know any school with such awesome people? Who knows where the Rainbow Palace invites this kind of... expert?"
A Taoist suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Sometimes ago someone from the Rainbow Palace came and sent a letter, naming the subject and opening it up. Will it be written in the letter?"
"What letter? Why didn't I see it?" Xu Yan asked in amazement, "Where is the letter, show it to me!"
"I didn't say how anxious it was. You have been busy thanking the old lady's feng shui in the house a few days ago, so I didn't give it to you immediately."
The Taoist explained, and hurried out of the room, and soon came back with a white envelope, no name, no money, no handwriting, and even the letter was not sealed.
Zhen Xu Yan took the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper, only to see a blank on it, just like a blank piece of paper!
He shook the envelope again. After confirming that it was just such a piece of white paper, he couldn't help being more confused and showed it to everyone, "What does this white letter mean?"
"There is a word on it, it's a word!"
"No, it's obviously a bamboo character!"
"Why do I think a flower is drawn?"
After looking around, no one really values anything.
Zhen Xu Yan took a closer look and saw a blank sheet of paper. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened, "What kind of method is this?"
As the head of the master, Xu Yan Zhenren has the highest level of spells among the other brothers. He has no clue, and others can't see it.
Seeing that everyone was at a loss, Xu Yan had to carefully put the paper back into the envelope, and took it carefully, and then said: "I'll talk about this later, let’s talk about what we should do now, and drive from Baima Temple. It only takes three hours at most to get here. It has been an hour and a half since the old monk Baima called me, and they will be here in a while..."
Xu Yan has some magic skills, but he is a bit indecisive. The more important things are, the more uncertain he is. Therefore, Xu Yan loves meetings and holds meetings when there is nothing to do. Everyone discusses and decides together. It is really hard to argue. , A vote by show of hands, the minority obeys the majority, so many years have gone smoothly.
"Brother, don't be shy before you fight. You have never fought before. Who knows if you can fight. With the power of Xuanzhuguan's elite, can you not beat him alone? Even if the gods come, we also have one. Fighting power, isn't he better than the gods? If you want me to say, hit him first! It's better to set up the Nine Heavens Slayer Demon Fuxian formation and hit him in an ambush!"
Zhen Xu Yan glared at this junior, and wanted to see that, don't say it, people are too difficult to dismantle. Am I the one who persuaded him? It's just that you are not afraid of being shocked.
Another Taoist, this is Xu Yan's senior, looked at the computer screen and said in a deep voice: "What if you are defeated? The lessons of the Baima Temple, should the foundation of Xuanzhuguan be ruined by me?"
"I haven't beaten it, how do I know that I can't beat it?"
"Have you ever seen an expert with this kind of supernatural power? Do you think you can do it with yourself, or do you think this kind of supernatural power doesn't matter?"
"Senior brother is right. I think, humiliation makes money. The central government always says that economic construction is the center. People who fight like this will not affect their fortune. If they damage the disciples, it will not be easy to deal with, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes, it makes sense to make money with qi. There is nothing you can't sit down and talk about. Young Master Xie San wants to wash the rainbow secret method in order to purify Yang Lishi. I want to force the rainbow to wash the secret method, now Baima Temple is finished, and it happens that his share is given to the Rainbow Palace. Isn't everyone happy and kills two birds with one stone?"
The opinions of the Lord and He soon gained the upper hand.
Zhen Xu Yan immediately made the decision, "That is to ask for peace. If this is the case, then we must have a right attitude and put away any hostile and war intent!"
"Will the mobilized disciple be dismissed and go back to sleep?"
"Let's gather both the left and the right, go back and sleep somehow, and join in the reception together."
"Welcome? Go to greet! People are here to kick the court. We are so humble, what dignity is there to speak of, I Xuan Zhuguan..."
"Senior Brother Jing is too tired. You two will take him down to rest. Don't leave the house in these two days."
After successfully eliminating the noise and unifying the thoughts, the whole Xuanzhuguan became busy again.
So when Li Hongguang drove to the gate of Xuanzhuguan Mountain, he saw such a scene.
In the middle of the night, the front of Xuanzhuguan was brightly lit and colorful, and a handwritten red banner hung on the gate of the mountain. The ink hadn't dried yet, "Welcome the leaders to Xuanzhuguan!"
Xu Yanzhen, wearing a five-sided crown and apricot-yellow gossiping robe, is neatly dressed, standing in front of the wide open mountain gate, the disciples under the gate are arranged on both sides of the mountain road, with a red ribbon tied around his waist and holding them in his hands. The bouquet of flowers, a little further behind, and the drum band with gongs and drums. Seeing this car turning along the mountain road, the gongs and drums rang in unison. All the disciples danced and danced on the colorful silk and shouted, "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome." , Welcome, welcome, warm welcome..."
Li Hongguang was stunned and shocked.
Poverty really limits his imagination!
Although Xuanzhuguan is not as famous as the White Horse Temple, its status is not low at all, and it follows the upper-level route. It usually serves the rich and powerful. The rich locals want to rely on money alone, but they can’t get it. Xuanzhuguan serves. As the saying goes, there is no way to have money, and you can't find the temple when you burn incense.
Who is the sacred person next to him? No wonder his boss is so cautiously instructing him to serve him well, he is really not good-looking!
As soon as the car stopped steadily, Xu Yan dashed to the side of the car, pulled the door, carefully guarded the door frame with his hands, and said with a smile on his face: "Slow down." As for Zhou Yang's age, he was ignored by him. NS.
Zhou Yang got off the car and looked at the lively Xuan Zhu Guan, his eyes finally fell on Xu Yan.
He has seen this man in his previous life.
It's just that I didn't know that this was the head of Xuanzhuguan.
Because at that time, Xu Yan was already dead. (End of this chapter)