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Chapter 614: Immortal Dao Miaomiao, the world is the first

Seeing Yang Lin approaching, Taoist Zhang quickly stood up and announced: "Zhang Changqing from Shangqing Palace has met my uncle."

When Yang Lin saw it, he was greatly disappointed. This guy was as handsome as jade, with clear eyebrows. He also had a calm look when he saw him. At first glance, he had the temperament of Xianyun Yehe.

Such people will not be motivated to make progress in business.

Taoism does not have as big a mass foundation as Buddhism, and even some Taoists are aloof and unwilling to go deep into the masses.

If you only play for yourself and don't get involved with the masses, people will stay away from you.

Unlike those great monks, all of them have kind eyebrows, smiling faces, and are very friendly to the people.

Yang Lin was a little disappointed, but he still asked tentatively: "Shangqing Palace is the Grand Temple. As the temple leader of Shangqing Palace, what are your ambitions to be in charge of the Zhengyi Sect in Xijing?"

When Zhang Changqing heard this, he suddenly became energetic and said happily: "There is Lu Zu'an in the east of Luocheng, which is the place where Chunyangzi cultivated Zhengguo. My nephew is not talented and has been dedicated to our Zhengyi Sect and Chunyang Patriarch.

The Quanzhen Sect is fully integrated and I hope to realize the great truth!"

"What's the progress?"

When the uncle asked this, he scratched an itch for Zhang Yiqing. He had a bright look on his face: "Lv Zu spent the first half of his life wandering around the world and achieved nothing. Later, he chose a cave to retreat and meditate. From this, the uncle thought that only by isolating the dust of the world can he be able to

Enlightenment of the Great Way."

Yang Lin resisted the urge to curse, calmed down for a while, and then said with a calm smile: "Yes, it's a great idea. Go ahead and don't delay your own enlightenment."

"Uncle Master? I..."

Yang Lin waved his hand and chuckled: "Let's go, let's go. Don't delay digging holes while the soil is loose in spring."

"I..."

"Get out of here."

Yang Lin fluttered his sleeves and left, thinking in his mind about how to find a suitable way to promote Taoism.

After much thought, Yang Lin decided to leave this matter to the Taoist boys he had brought up.

The little Taoist boys who were seven or eight years old at the time are now more than ten years old. These little things followed me across Bianliang, which is how they have learned their essence.

All of them are like human beings, and they practice with themselves every day. They are full of energy, and it's time to let them shine.

Whether it was a big deal or a small matter, Yang Lin decided to work hard to make it happen. There were monks who hid in the mountains and forests, and lay people who introduced people to the mysterious Taoist sect.

When he returned to the hospital, Lu Qian and others were already preparing to pack their things. Since there was no thorn head, there was nothing to do in Luoyang.

Yang Lin smiled and said: "Wait a moment and pack up. We are in Luoyang and will stay longer."

Lu Qian stopped what he was doing and looked at him puzzled. Yang Lin smiled and said, "Luoyang is a good place. Now that you are here, there is no rush to leave."

If Lu Qian realized something, he came closer and asked, "Is it possible that the young master has fallen in love with someone else's girl?"

"Go away, am I that kind of person?"

Yang Lin sat on a chair, resting his hands on his head and said: "Send someone back to Bianliang to bring my hundred and ten Taoist boys from the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang. As for this period of time...it is rare to have leisure in life.

Why not enjoy peonies in Luoyang?"

"Whose daughter is Peony?"

Yang Lin grabbed a cushion and threw it towards Lu Qian, who ran away laughing.

After a while, three personal guards hurried back to Bianliang.

Henan Prefecture and Kaifeng Prefecture are not far apart, with Zhengzhou just across the way. It would be faster to come back by boat.

Yang Lin was extremely bored, so he said to Lu Qian: "Change into casual clothes and let's go for a walk in the Shangqing Palace at Cuiwei Peak in Beimang Mountain."

On this trip, the guards did not bring casual clothes. They thought that they would be surrounded by swords and blood everywhere, but who knew there would be such a time for fun.

Lu Qian came out with his head lowered and sent someone to borrow some clothes from the owner of the nearby mansion. Although Huang Yuanwai was a wealthy man, the house could not afford clothes for a big man of this stature. Only the guard had a figure similar to theirs.

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Huang Yuanwai did not dare to let them wear the green clothes of the nursing home, so he ordered his servants to buy them. Lu Qian was too lazy to wait, so he smiled and said: "I am about to go out with Shao Zai. Wearing the clothes of the nursing home is perfect, no need to bother.

, just prepare forty pieces for me."

There are many servants in the Huang Mansion, so these clothes can be obtained, and they are all new.

Lu Qian ordered everyone to be taken outside. After getting ready, he came to see Yang Lin.

Yang Lin had already packed up. He was wearing a moon-white satin robe, a black jade-inlaid belt, and a bone fan stuck in his neck. He looked like a young master from a wealthy family.

Lu Qian's face turned red from coughing and asked, "Young Master, where did this come from?"

"I don't know. The maid in the mansion brought it to me. I just looked through it to salute and found this outfit. How about it? Isn't it charming and suave?"

Lu Qian asked, "Isn't it a bit ostentatious?"

"It doesn't matter, Shangqing Palace is the holy land of the Zhengtao Sect and my home court."

Huang Mansion sent another carriage. Although it looked ordinary on the outside, the interior of the carriage was fully equipped with mats, brocade cushions, and bamboo pillows. Yang Lin had been traveling for so long, and he had already had enough riding on the horse, and he was very happy and leisurely.

The group of people left the house in this way. As they walked on the road, they thought it was a young master from some family who was taking his servants on a trip, and they didn't pay too much attention.

The Cuiwei Peak of Beimang Mountain is home to the Shangqing Palace, the source of Taoism, and contemporary views suggest that Changqing was a well-known Taoist, so there is an endless stream of tourists.

Mang Mountain is located in the north of Luoyang. It is the most favored burial place for emperors and generals throughout the ages. There is a saying in later generations: Born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, dead in Beimang.

So much so that there is no free land on Beimang Mountain, only the old tombs of princes.

However, Cuiweifeng, where the Shangqing Palace is located, does not have the scene of these tombs because of the Shangqing Palace. From a distance, the mountains are dense with ancient trees and green like clouds. When you get closer, the bamboos are swaying, the new branches are green, and the flowers are green.

Blooming and beautiful.

Yang Lin waited until he reached the foot of the mountain, but found that the carriage could not go up, so he simply abandoned the carriage and started hiking excitedly.

Walking halfway up the mountain, I saw an exquisite building hidden in the forest not far away.

Yang Lin wiped his sweat and pointed: "This mountain doesn't seem high. I never thought it would be so steep. It's really not easy to climb up. Why not go there and take a rest."

Lu Qian raised his hand to protect himself from the sun and said, "Young Master, there seems to be someone there."

"Really?" Yang Lin took out the telescope from his waist and looked into the distance, and it suddenly seemed like he was in front of his eyes.

I saw a woman wearing a green robe sitting on her knees. She bent slightly, rolled up her right sleeve with her left hand, picked up the copper pot on the stove, and poured it into the cup on the lacquer plate.

Opposite her was a tall, dandy girl, wearing a goose-yellow dress, with a slender waist, as enchanting as a willow swaying in the wind.

Yang Lin put down the telescope and said with a serious face: "This is the small building inside the temple. It is only natural to take a rest when you are tired."

Lu Qian rolled his eyes and immediately clasped his fists and said, "I understand..."

"Brothers, escort the young... young master to rest in the building over there."


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