Isn't he the fat old man who turned away Brother Oda, on the pretext that he had a demonic aura?
"Hello, Master Yoshimoto, where can I get my mobile phone number?" Niu Xiaotian asked politely.
"Of course the noble man told me." Taoist priest Jiyuan chuckled and didn't want to say anything.
This is not important, after all, Brother Oda is famous now, and everyone knows it!
"What does the Taoist priest want from me?"
"Later I learned that Mr. Niu is also a great warlock and is proficient in Feng Shui metaphysics. He was rude last time!"
After Taoist priest Ji Yuan hissed, he explained the purpose, "Ji Sheng Guan is planning to expand. I wonder if you, sir, have time to come and check the Feng Shui?"
"The Taoist priest commends you, you are the experts in this field."
"Hey, Mr. Niu is superior in skills, but I'm not as good as him!"
If not, then go for it, Niu Xiaotian said with a smile: "It is said that time is like water in a sponge, as long as you squeeze it, there will always be time."
"Then we look forward to your visit!"
"Is lunch provided?"
…
After a delay, Taoist priest Yoshimoto said quickly: "This is natural. Vegetarian dishes and wine are not respectful."
"Just wait, we'll be there at noon." Niu Xiaotian hung up the phone.
When the boss goes out, protection is indispensable, and the female generals all show expectant eyes.
Niu Xiaotian named Chunfeng, Xiahua and Ba Xiaoyu were accompanying them, and Hong Benben was driven away by Anyue. It didn't matter. He could drive a minibus, which was more spacious and comfortable.
The three female generals didn't even dress up, so they got into the car with crossbows and a backstab, and the group rushed directly to Jinyuan Town.
Everyone is familiar with Jisheng Temple on Jitou Mountain.
Chunfeng Xiahua and Huang Pingye have been there several times, and even Ba Xiaoyu has been there and donated 200 yuan.
Only Boss Niu just stood in front of the mountain gate and was dismissed by Taoist priest Ji Yuan with two pills.
In fact, Niu Xiaotian wanted to take the white fox with him, but gave up.
Jishengguan is different from other places in that evil spirits are not allowed to enter, and white foxes will most likely be discovered.
The car was driving very fast, and at 11 noon, we arrived at the Jitou Mountain Tourist Area in Jinyuan Town.
Winter is the off-season for tourism, not to mention that except for Jisheng Temple, there is no remarkable scenery here. The tourist area is deserted, and the female conductor is keeping the electric heater on and dozing off constantly.
Buy four tickets!
When Niu Xiaotian handed in his ID card, the female conductor glanced at it and handed it back. There was no charge, and special guests were free.
Taoist priest Yoshimoto said hello in advance.
This advantage should be taken advantage of, and Niu Xiaotian was not polite.
Of course, accompanying persons are also free, and minibuses are also allowed to enter as an exception.
The statue of Pleiades Star Officer stood lonely in the central square. The three female generals still bowed several times with solemn expressions, and then walked towards the mountain together.
The snow on the mountain road has been cleared away, and the people doing the work are not the staff of the scenic spot, but the little Taoist priests from Jishengguan.
Very smoothly, the four of them arrived at Jishengguan, and Taoist Master Jiyuan was waiting in front of the door.
Wearing a gray cotton robe, with his hands in his sleeves, a smile on his fat face, and a very eye-catching red nose.
"Taoist Priest, do I still have evil spirits in me?" Niu Xiaotian asked with a smile.
"Of course not, the magic talisman has not responded."
Taoist priest Yoshimoto shook his head vigorously, then took out his hand, bent down and made a gesture of invitation.
Covered in white snow, Jisheng Temple has a unique style with its scattered palaces, solemn and silent buildings, red bricks and green tiles, complementing each other and echoed by the surrounding mountains.
Now that we are here, we still have to go through the cutscenes. Niu Xiaotian took the female generals to visit the Jade Emperor Hall and the Sanqing Hall, bowed and saluted, and also offered three sticks of incense.
I put two red tickets in the merit box symbolically. After all, this master is here to make money.
Taoist priest Yoshimoto didn't care about this, and kept smiling with them all the time. After the ceremony, he took the four of them to a large room, where the food and drinks were already set.
Master Yoshimoto is a vegetarian, but he is still so plump. It can be seen that obesity has nothing to do with diet. One is physical fitness, and the other is mentality!
The table is full of vegetarian dishes, colorful, neatly arranged, and exquisite.
The wine is rice wine, with a very low alcohol content and a sweet taste. It is much worse than red wine, so it can barely be called wine.
Just think of it as clearing your stomach!
"Taoist Master, how old is our Jisheng Temple?" Niu Xiaotian asked while eating vegetables.
"It's been three hundred years. It's been five generations since I came to Lao Dao before I showed any signs of prosperity."
Taoist priest Jiyuan is not without pride. It was he who opened the gates of the temple, welcomed guests and friends from all over the world, and made friends with wealthy businessmen, which led to the development of Jishengguan.
"Where have all the masters gone?"
"I have become an immortal!"
Nonsense.
This is nonsense. If it were so easy to become an immortal, there would be immortals everywhere.
"The founder of Jisheng Temple, Patriarch Qianyuan, was a woodcutter. He met the real person Xuantong by chance and was lucky enough to be inspired by him. His spiritual acupoints suddenly opened and his cultivation was unfathomable. This Jitou Mountain is full of dangerous peaks, and the Taoist temple stands on it. The ground was flattened by the Patriarch's palm."
The more you blow, the more boundless it becomes!
The female generals sneered.
Niu Xiaotian was surprised that the Taoist lineage of Ji Shengguan was actually related to his master.
According to this, Ji Shengguan's ancestor is still his senior brother, and Taoist priest Ji Yuan is his disciple and grandson.
You can't bring this up, otherwise you'll have a falling out.
"Do you know Master Xuantong?" Niu Xiaotian asked tentatively.
"I don't know much about it, I just heard that his magical power is enough to move mountains and seas, and change the day without even a care." Taoist priest Yoshimoto became more and more excited as he spoke.
Niu Xiaotian didn't think so. If his master had such extraordinary abilities, he wouldn't wait until the end of the day and hurriedly accept his incompetent disciple.
"Why is it called Zhenren instead of Taoist?" Niu Xiaotian asked again.
"The real person is not just someone who is called casually. He is a god who shoulders a mission and walks in the world. A living god!" Taoist priest Ji Yuan's little eyes widened, and he said loudly, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
All right!
Niu Xiaotian nodded silently. It seems that he lied about meeting the old god and met him by mistake. That's right!
After the meal, Taoist priest Yoshimoto took Niu Xiaotian to another room alone and took out the design plan.
I want to build two palaces, one in the northwest and one in the northeast, called the Eight Immortals Palace and the Xuantong Palace.
The Eight Immortals Hall is dedicated to the Eight Immortals such as Tieguai Li, Lu Dongbin, and Han Zhongli. The story is widely circulated and has a strong folk influence.
Xuantong Hall is, of course, mainly dedicated to the worship of Xuantong Zhenren.
At the same time, the past masters of Ji Sheng Guan should also be placed in it.
Since it is related to the master, Niu Xiaotian must be particularly concerned, "Taoist Priest, do you have a portrait of Master Xuantong?"
"certainly!"
"Can I take a look?"
"Hold on!"
Taoist priest Yoshimoto first washed his hands, then rummaged through the nearby bookshelf, found a wooden box, took out a scroll from it, and unfolded it very carefully.
Niu Xiaotian was stunned for a moment. Why was the portrait above different from his master?