After reading his own, Zhao Ran ran to look at other Xinli's. In fact, there was nothing good to see anymore. They were all bronze pipes, and the cool breeze blew out. What was there to see?
Zhao Ran followed the example of several monks who were constantly taking notes as they came and went between the various buildings. He moved his gaze to the place names and where the copper pipes were connected. He saw a set of gears the size of a finger on the base of the copper pipes. This set of gears was the size of a finger.
There are five gears in total, and each exposed part has a number.
Zhao Ran hurriedly went to the copper pipe in his Guyang County and looked carefully at the set of gears, but it was "15613". Now he understood, this was 15613 Gui. In the blink of an eye,
The last gear turned again, changing from "three" to "four".
When I look at the copper pipes in Junshan Temple, they are "29721"; the copper pipes in Longshan Temple are "41927".
The three copper pipes add up to more than 87,000 gui. This number is wrong. It is almost late May, and such a small amount of credibility is really too little.
After thinking about it again, I understood again. The highest of the five numbers is 99,999 Gui. Guyang and Junshan must have moved to the third round, so Guyang County’s credibility value should be increased
Two hundred thousand dollars is more than 487,000 gui.
Calculating this, it is expected to exceed one million by the end of the year! Moreover, the trust value absorbed by Junshan Temple has exceeded that of Wujiyuan!
After studying the trust value, Zhao Ran looked at Zhang Laodao under the stage and saw that he turned his back again and stared at the blue pool of water. Then he walked to a monk who recorded the trust value.
, whispered: "This senior has invited me."
The monk bit the pen holder, looked away from a copper pipe, tilted his head and said to Zhao Ran: "Don't dare, what's the matter?"
Zhao Ran nuzzled at the old Taoist Zhang beside the pool and asked the monk: "Who is this old Taoist?"
The monk was stunned: "You don't know?"
Zhao Ran said with a bitter face: "I really don't know, I hope my senior can give me advice."
The monk shook his head and said in surprise: "Master Tongwei Manifestation, you don't know it? If the Master hadn't called you, how could you have entered Jiuzhou Pavilion? How could you not have known it? Didn't you just talk to the Master just now?
Have you passed?"
Zhao Ran suddenly broke into a cold sweat and thanked him in a low voice: "Thank you, senior."
So it turns out that this is the great master of micro-manifestation mentioned by teacher Jiang Tenghe? This, this is really, really embarrassing!
Zhao Ran had seen the slovenly appearance of Master Zhang, and had even swept the house and carried manure with him. He remembered that he often shouted at and pointed fingers at Master Zhang at that time, right? Yes.
Haven't you? It seems that you have...
Thinking back to those days, either Zhang Laodao was crazy or he was crazy, right?
For a moment, Zhao Ran really didn't know what to say. He turned his eyes to Zhang Laodao who was lying on the fence by the pool. No matter how he looked at him, he didn't think that this man looked like a so-called "big master of micro-manifestation".
Where is the subtleness revealed? Where is it manifested? Where is the unity of the Tao realized?
When he was in a state of confusion, he saw Zhang Laodao turning around and waving to him.
Zhao Ran quickly flew down and came to Zhang Laodao.
"Bad boy, did you find out clearly just now?"
"Well... this... I really don't know... Zhang Laodao, no, it's hard for you to hide it from me..."
"As long as you know, just pay me the debt."
"Ah? What's the debt?"
"You bastard, you owe me my wages! Eight thousand three hundred yuan, not a penny less!"
Zhao Ran scratched his head: "Zhang Laodao, uh, I'm sorry for getting used to it... Da Zhenren, you are such a tall real person, and you still want these few pennies from me? It's been nine years, do you still remember...
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Zhang Laodao blew his beard and glared: "This is cause and effect. You can't lose a penny! Recruiting you is the most important thing. Pay back the money quickly, don't delay my practice, Lao Dao!"
Zhao Ran had no choice but to count out an ingot of ten taels of official silver from his finger and stuffed it over. Seeing that Zhang Laodao still stretched out his hand unwillingly, he had to count three more coins and gave them to him.
Only then did Zhang Laodao throw the silver and copper coins to Qing Yi with satisfaction: "Caught it, Lao Dao, this is my wages."
Taoist Priest Qingyi pursed his lips and put it away with a smile.
Zhang Laodao clapped his hands and smiled at Qing Yi: "It's just another matter. Okay, you go back first. I'm going to the capital with this brat." After that, he took Zhao Ran's sleeve and walked out.
Walk.
Zhao Ran was dragged by Zhang Laodao and left the Jiuzhou Pavilion in the blink of an eye. He was under the solitary peak in an instant, and arrived at the mountain gate in an instant.
They saw the Zhenmen Lingjun hanging on a big tree with one arm. Seeing Zhang Laodao and Zhao Ran rushing over in a few steps, he quickly jumped down from the tree, lay down on the ground and kowtowed: "I have seen the great master."
Zhang Laodao waved his hand, carried Zhao Ran into the mountain-protecting array, and quickly emerged from the pool.
Before Zhao Ran could stand firm, he was lifted up by Zhang Laodao again from the top of the mountain to the sky!
Above the clouds, Zhang Laodao used magic to create a protective force, blocking out the biting cold wind around him. Therefore, Zhao Ran could calmly look below the clouds.
This was not the first time for Zhao Ran to go to the sky. He had flown on the white crane many times, but it was nothing comparable to what he felt this time. Zhang Laodao just gently pulled the corners of his sleeves, and he was completely in the air, without any support.
Wherever you go, you can fly completely in the air. This feeling is really exciting to death!
This is the cultivation of immortality in Zhao Ran's cognitive world. Compared with Zhang Laodao, what is his cultivation? It's just a mess and not worth mentioning!
"Zhang Laodao, Zhang Dazhen, when will I be able to fly around like you?" Zhao Ran looked at the white clouds floating around him and the mountains and rivers at his feet. He was so moved that he wanted to cry.
"In the realm of harmony, shattering the void, you can be like me."
"Can you explain it a little more clearly?"
"When you become a great master, well, you and I, both of you, can become a great heavenly master. By that time, the world will be free for you to fly."
"Da Zhenren, when did you become a disciple?"
"Ninety-eight years ago."
"I remember nine years ago, when we were climbing to the top of Wuji Mountain, you said you also wanted to fly. It turned out you were coaxing me. You could fly by then."
"Old Taoist, that's not what I was talking about that day!"
"Which one is that?"
"Anyway, you will know soon."
"By the way, Dazhenren, what did you just say? You were married ninety-eight years ago? How about you live a long life this year?"
"You brat, you should call me Zhang Laodao, it sounds nice to me."
"Okay, Mr. Zhang, are you two hundred years old?"
"I am almost three hundred years old!"
"Can you live that long?"
"Anyway, I can't stand it any longer..."
"No way? You can't die, Zhang Laodao! I'm still pointing out that you will get promoted and make a fortune!"