The Three Qing Temple is peaceful, without the sense of crisis that is about to come before the war.

The busy figures in the kitchen attracted many people. After the God of Giving to the God of Incense, many people gathered at Sanqing Temple and talked in a low voice. From time to time, there were pilgrims who worshiped the God of Incense, coming down from the mountain to Sanqing Temple.

In an instant, the three people in the kitchen felt like they were a different life: "Brother, second brother, do you still remember that when the Sanqing Temple was not closed, the Sanqing Temple was often so lively."

Zhang Yifang was stunned and silent.

When I first came to Sanqing Temple, only he and his master, um, and a wolf. This kind of life of practicing Taoism was deserted, which made Zhang Yifang feel like he came from the downtown city to the wilderness forest. Later, Sanqing Temple became more and more lively, and his master's fame became more and more famous.

All the residents around and those who practice Taoism in the world came to see the name.

"In just a few years, the island in the middle of the lake has closed down and there is no such liveliness."

Zhang Yifang sighed: "However, for us practitioners, this kind of excitement is not beautiful. It is quiet and inaction, and one-centered practice of Taoism is the right way."

You Yixiu was still busy and did not participate in the discussion. Cheng Yiyan smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother, do you have a feeling that behind the prosperity is desolation? I am very worried now that the current excitement may not be there again in the future. Today there may be terrifying killings, blood flowing into rivers, countless casualties, and these believers will be implicated. It may even be that our lake island will no longer exist."

Zhang Yifang frowned: "Stern Junior Brother, if you have a master, these things will not happen. You can rest assured that this disaster will pass, and the entire lake island will become more and more lively."

"The third junior brother, the master is confident and will definitely protect everyone. If the master is not sure, he would have sent us away long ago. How could we be afraid here? Even if he is so successful?"

You Yixiu smiled and said, "The Sanqing Temple is the master's temple, the place where the master practices Taoism, that is, the place where the fortune is condensed. There will never be any accidents in the Sanqing Temple. Also, the master is so leisurely and does not take the Cultivator Alliance and the Demons seriously at all. Why should we be disciples worry?"

"Third junior brother...third junior brother?"

You Yixiu said, patting Cheng Yiyan on the shoulder: "The fire is smaller, no matter how big the fire is, this pot of porridge will probably be completely ruined."

Cheng Yiyan was slightly stunned, and a wisp of flame between his fingers gradually became smaller. As a practitioner, since the disciples of the Three Pure Lands have practiced and entered the Tao, Zhang Yifang and others were here, they would use the fire of the dantian condensed by each disciple to cook. Even You Yixiu can release a trace of flame and rarely use gas stoves.

It’s not surprising that the third brothers have seen this. They felt fresh and fun at the beginning, but now they are used to it. As practitioners, they naturally have the style of practicing Taoism and doing things. The gas from the Three Pure Contemporary View has not been used for several years.

"I hope..."

Cheng Yiyan's face suddenly showed a sense of firmness: "If something really happens, I really hope that the eldest brother can go out alive..."

Cheng Yiyan walked out of the kitchen and began to greet the pilgrims for porridge.

Zhang Yifang and You Yixiu looked at each other and felt helpless. You Yixiu chuckled and said, "The third junior brother is really worried... The master has great magical powers and masters of Taoism. He is naturally sure of being so calm. Otherwise, the master would not only send us away, but he would not be able to bring back the senior sisters and junior brothers in Tianshan..."

"I naturally believe in the master 100% that I am just not confident in the entire cultivation world and the demon race... Second junior brother, let's go and work too. It's time to put the cushions in place. Don't delay the master's preaching later."

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"Hey... I haven't come to Sanqing Temple for a few years. Compared with a few years ago, there has not been much change. These ginkgo trees in the yard grow very fast. In just a few years, they have grown so big?"

In the Sanqing Temple courtyard, some villagers from Lizhuang Village, the east bank of the East Coast, have not come to Sanqing Temple in recent years because they have closed the island in recent years and have no so-called fate with Sanqing Temple. They have a strange but familiar feeling about Sanqing Temple. A villager pointed at the middle of the yard, pointing at the yard, which was very slightest to the country: "Look, after so many years, Sanqing Temple is still as always, and the Taoist temple has not been damaged because of time."

"Actually, my favorite thing is..."

Another villager pointed at the old peach tree: "This tree is a fairy peach tree. When has it already produced peaches?"

"Well, that's right. The seasons here are like spring, and peaches are very suitable for growth. Damin, I am like you, very interested in this peach. You can tell at a glance that this peach is definitely not an ordinary peach. If you smell it, the yard is full of peach meat. If you smell it, you will feel refreshed and comfortable all over."

"Da Shu, you just drank full of water. The water from Sanqingguan is amazing, but you can't drink enough. There will be lotus seed porridge later. It depends on how you drink it... you're losing money..."

The villagers were talking a lot, and Li He took his wife and children to talk to some older villagers. One of them had lost his teeth and looked like a multi-year-old man said with regret: "The Sanqing Temple is different from the Taoist temples in other places. I have a feeling that there are really gods here. Now as the children in the village grow up, the Sanqing Temple has disappeared from everyone's sight, and many children don't know what the Sanqing Temple is. What the old man wants to promote, and only talk about how much did Zhang Zhenren help us in the past?"

"Yes...the village chief."

An old lady also sighed: "Before, before Zhenren Zhang closed the mountain, we had good weather and weather, and there were no diseases or disasters. Even if there were any diseases or disasters, Zhenren Zhang could resolve it if he came forward."

"Some time ago, Zhiqiang's father died of illness when he was less than 60 years old. If Zhang Zhenren came forward, he might be able to cure Zhiqiang's father. Last year, Wenfeng's grandfather died, and the child was already dependent on his grandfather. His grandfather died, and he would have no support. He was still getting better and better under the leadership of the village chief. Wenfeng had no problem growing up, but he was also an orphan... If Zhang Zhenren was there at that time..."

"After all of this, after Zhang Zhenren closed the mountain, it will be difficult for us to come here again... In the past, the Sanqing Temple would be opened on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, but it has only been opened once a while ago..."

"Village Chief, everyone knows that you are familiar with Zhenren Zhang, so you can persuade Zhenren Zhang..."

"Not for anything else, just for our village. Whoever is sick or disaster in the future can help us. We all know that in the past, we will bother Zhang Zhenren, and we can change everything. There is no major matter of life and death. We will not bother Zhang Zhenren..."

The villagers muttered, saying that one person said nothing was wrong, and hundreds of people discussed this issue, and the voice became louder.

The faces of Taoist Master Fengchen and Taoist Master Hengkong changed a little. He looked at Zhang Daoran and was about to speak when suddenly the two of them had Tianjizi, and suddenly looked outside the Sanqing Temple. His figures were like lightning and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

In the kitchen, Zhang Yifang and You Yixiu looked at each other and saw nervousness in each other's eyes: "Here you come..."

Ordinary people cannot sense it. As practitioners, they clearly sensed that in the open space west of the Sanqing Temple, the space fluctuated and the spiritual energy was chaotic. A faint pressure that made people feel palpitations enveloped the entire open space west of the Sanqing Temple Wall.

"Walk..."

Without thinking, Zhang Yifang took the lead in rushing out of the Taoist temple: "The Alliance of Cultivators is here..."
Chapter completed!