Wong Tai Sin Temple in Hong Kong is not only a well-known efficacious temple, but also a place similar to a tourist attraction. Therefore, there are both devout believers and tourists from all over the world...
It's bustling with people coming and going.
Fu Yang and Ah Huang walked through the crowd and felt uncomfortable being squeezed.
Ah Huang complained: "Little Yangzi, your place is quite popular? If I had known earlier, I would have come back late at night, otherwise it would have been a lot of trouble."
Well……
Fu Yang rolled his eyes: "What is my family's place? Don't talk nonsense later! This is a sect established by the Liang family. Although I have inherited Huang Zhuping's seven-color spiritual power, I can't be so arrogant.
.It made Huang Xuanzi unhappy."
Ah Huang smiled obscenely, a bit like Mr. Xiong: "Of course I know, we are just bragging and joking in private. Do you really think I am a fool?"
Fu Yang nodded seriously: "Yes, really."
It was broad daylight and there was a huge crowd. Of course they did not dare to cast spells, so they could only squeeze into the temple gate with great effort like ordinary people.
Ah Huang shook his head speechlessly: "Little Yangzi, this Huang Tai Sin Temple is too popular! We used to come here in the middle of the night, but we didn't feel much. Come during the day, the incense is so prosperous. As far as believers are concerned, compared to us,
The sects in the mainland are much more fanatical. My hair has been messed up."
Fu Yang nodded.
Of course!
After all, Hong Kong is such a small area. The only sect that can take advantage of it is the Wong Tai Sin Temple. In addition, this place is different from the mainland after all, and the relevant departments do not have many restrictions. Even secretly, it is relatively
Supported...
Therefore, the power of Wong Tai Sin Temple in this three-thirds of an acre of land in Hong Kong City and the number of believers are very astonishing!
Of course, because of its small population base and short sect history, it is generally incomparable to those giant sects in the mainland.
Fu Yang and Ah Huang entered the main hall of the temple, then walked around from the side, preparing to enter the Taoist temple building behind...
"You two, didn't you read the sign above? Tourists stop! Sorry, you can't visit the inside."
Accompanied by a clear voice, a little Taoist priest with a bun and a Taoist robe walked out from the corner. He blocked the way of the two of them and pointed to the sign standing next to them.
Sure enough, there was a bright red "Tourist Stop" and a big red cross.
this……
Fu Yang scratched his head, still thinking about how to explain it. Ah Huang, who was next to him, already spoke carelessly, folding his arms like a gangster: "This guy next to you, even though he is a hairless young man.
In fact, he is your uncle who is in charge of teaching."
The headmaster of Wong Tai Sin Temple is, of course, Huang Xuanzi.
When the little Taoist priest heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he said in a deep voice: "How outrageous! Who are you? Did you come to my Wong Tai Sin Temple on purpose to cause trouble?"
He was not stupid either. As soon as he heard what Ah Huang said, he knew that he must be a fellow believer. He was not an ordinary believer or pilgrim. So he immediately put on a vigilant posture.
At the same time, the magic power in the body is circulating.
Ah Huang said with a smile: "Hey? The young man has a bad temper. I'm just telling the truth. Why are you angry? Late stage mage realm? It's not bad... Ouch! It hurts."
Before this guy could finish his words, he started yelling.
Looking back, it turned out that Fu Yang had pulled out a few burning incense sticks from the incense burner nearby and deliberately poked his buttocks. Several holes had been burned in his pants.
Ah Huang was furious: "Little Yoko! You, why are you more perverted than a dead fat cat? Use incense to burn my butt."
Fu Yang shrugged, checked the incense sticks back, and replied calmly: "Who told you to act cool here? I told you to be low-key. Do you understand being low-key? Just keep your mouth shut if you don't understand."
snort!
Ah Huang pursed his lips in displeasure, folded his arms and turned his head.
The little Taoist priest was confused by these two guys and was considering whether to call someone... These two seemed to be here to cause trouble?
But now in broad daylight, there are an endless stream of believers, pilgrims and tourists from all over the world. If a conflict really breaks out at this time, in full view of the public, then things will really get into trouble.
Fu Yang stepped forward with a gentle attitude: "This little Taoist priest, I am indeed your fellow disciple. In terms of seniority, I can't say. But... look at this?"
As he spoke, he flipped his right hand. In the palm of his hand, a small cyclone composed of three colors of red, orange and yellow appeared, exuding a mysterious and ethereal aura.
This, this is?!
The little Taoist priest was shocked and looked horrified: "Three-color spiritual power? You, you are our elder. But I have been practicing for several years and I have never seen you, the elder..."
But before he could finish his words, he immediately added: "That's right! The real bosses of my Wong Tai Sin lineage all have a mysterious inheritance. You must have just obtained the three-color red pine spiritual power?"
Fu Yang laughed and didn't say much, just nodded.
He didn't want to explain too much, and he couldn't explain clearly for a while.
Moreover, the reason why the three-color spiritual power is displayed is because he is worried that the five-color spiritual power will scare the opponent! As for the seven-color spiritual power... this should be a mythical existence in the Chisong lineage, and this kind of little Taoist priest should not necessarily
I know. But I thought it was fake!
"So, can we go in now? We are indeed looking for Master Huang Xuanzi."
Fu Yang looked at him.
Of course, the little Taoist priest nodded desperately, with awe and admiration in his eyes - the three-color spiritual power of red pine, he dreamed that he could succeed in cultivation.
It is a pity that the power of the Chisong lineage cannot be obtained through practice. Most of the disciples of Wong Tai Sin Temple can only obtain one color through practice. After that, they basically rely on the mystery of the underworld.
Opportunity.
The little Taoist priest's attitude completely changed, and he bowed slightly: "Senior, may I take you in?"
Fu Yang waved his hand.
"You should continue to be busy here. There are many believers, pilgrims and tourists during the day, so it would be nice to have more people watching. In fact, I have been here several times and I can find the master myself."
After saying that, he led Ah Huang across the threshold and entered the Taoist building complex of Wong Tai Sin Temple...
The little Taoist priest looked at their backs, full of envy.
As soon as he stepped inside, Fu Yang felt a completely different atmosphere!
It is vast, huge, dignified, upright and peaceful. But it is also full of an awe-inspiring and inviolable temperament.
Ah Huang clasped his hands behind his back and looked left and right: "So there is also a protective formation in Huang Tai Sin Temple? When we came here before, we were not at a high level and couldn't actively sense it. But this is already a bustling downtown area, so we don't
Know how to maintain the power of the formation and enough aura of heaven and earth."