Chapter 951: Almighty Expert

It would be too ignorant to pick and choose now. So I could only give him a look of resignation.

The lone wolf wilted in an instant, smacking his mouth, wanting to smack out some lingering fragrance to fill his stomach, but it's a pity...

"I almost forgot about your disciple. Wait a minute, I still have something for him to eat." Qingjing Sanren saw that the lone wolf was also eating, and then remembered that there was a big white wolf. He said a little embarrassedly, and left.

As soon as he heard that there was still his own special food, the lone wolf immediately raised its head, and strolled back and forth in front of Fang with a proud look, as if showing off its might.

Fangzheng didn't bother to talk to the stupid dog, but got up and walked towards the hall.

The main hall is very simple, with the same wooden structure, two floors above and below, standard ancient buildings. Fangzheng reckoned that the appearance of this hall must have a history of hundreds or thousands of years.

But what surprised Fangzheng was that although the hall was very old, it was well preserved. The cornices are complete, and the patterns on them are fairly clear.

At this moment, the voice of Qingjing Sanren came: "When Pindao first came, the hall was dilapidated. Later, Pindao asked someone to restore the hall. It took two years to repair it. In the past two years, the poor Dao also learned a lot of repair methods, and the later repair work was done by poor Dao. Although there are some flaws, it is much better than before."

Fangzheng clicked his tongue when he heard it. He thought he had seen through this beautiful Taoist priest, but looking at it now, what kind of Taoist priest is this? This whole is an all-around master! Fangzheng shook his head secretly, it's a pity that such a perfect woman went into the deep mountains and was blinded for nothing. But after thinking about it, who is qualified to marry such a decathlon girl back to Zangjiao?

People like Qingjing Sanren are afraid that they will never be left in the house in this life, and they are destined to be fairies who search for immortals.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng said: "The real man is really versatile, and the poor monk admires him."

Qingjing Sanren said with a wry smile: "There is no way, there is no one in the deep mountains and old forests, so I can only rely on myself. All of this can be regarded as being forced by life."

Fangzheng thinks about it for the same reason. There is a good saying: behind any strong woman, there is either no man, or no reliable man, so she has to treat herself as a man.

While speaking, Fangzheng's eyes fell on the plaque in the center of the main hall, on which were written three large characters - Hall of Sanqing!

Laymen look at the fun, and experts look at the doorway. Perhaps in the eyes of others, these three words are just three old words, and there are not many clues. That's because the mottled edges and corners of these three characters have been mottled and blurred.

But these three words fell into Fangzheng's eyes, and Fangzheng's brows could not help but frown. These three words have been mottled, but Fangzheng was able to make up for those blurred traces. The aura that was in one sleeve flashed impressively, making Fangzheng look at it at a glance, as if what he saw was not three words, but a river, sun and moon, which naturally rotated!

This is somewhat similar to his Longfo document! It's a pity that this word is broken, and there is no inscription below, so I don't know who wrote it.

Fangzheng really can't believe that there is someone in this world who can write characters comparable to Longfo documents! But Fangzheng was soon relieved. What he said was comparable to what he wrote, and what he wrote was far from what Buddha wrote. Therefore, it is a bit too much to say that this word is comparable to Longfo's documents.

Even so, the way of nature contained in this word is something that Fangzheng has only seen in his life. It is conceivable that the person who wrote this word must be a Daoist master!

However, Fangzheng also secretly said that it was a pity that what he made up in his mind was not as good as the real characters after all. If he could see the complete characters, he would definitely be able to feast his eyes.

"The early signboard of this hall has been destroyed long ago. The poor Taoist sees that although the signboard is old but does not have the aftertaste of history, he is not willing to replace it." Qingjing Sanren also saw Fangzheng's doubts, thinking that Fangzheng disliked it, so he explained road.

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "It's fine if you don't change it. This word is worth a thousand gold. Unfortunately, I don't know who wrote it..."

Qingjing Sanren was taken aback: "Is this word so valuable?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "If Sanren allows, the poor monk would like to complete the above words. I don't know if it is possible."

"This..." Qingjing Sanren was a little embarrassed. The Taoist plaque asked a monk to draw? I don't know if the Daoist ancestor of Sanqing will slap her to death with a slap.

Fangzheng also knew that Qingjing Sanren was in a dilemma, so he smiled and said: "Forget it, the poor monk just thinks it's a pity that these three words are so useless. Please forgive me for the abruptness."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng didn't read the words, but stepped into the hall, leaving behind a pure and undisciplined man standing behind him, frowning and contemplating, as if he was still thinking about Fangzheng's words.

Fangzheng didn't care about her, his temperament was like the wind, when it blows it's a gust of wind, and after it blows, the clouds are calm and breezy, leaving no traces, and no nostalgia.

The layout of the main hall is not much different from that of the temple. There are three statues enshrined on it, namely Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, and Taiqing Daode Tianzun, also known as Taishang Laojun.

Fangzheng knew that Taoism centered on the Three Purities, and almost all Taoist temples worshiped the Three Purities, and the Sanqing Hall got its name because of the enshrining of the Three Purities.

Fangzheng believed in Buddha, so it was not easy to visit or stay too long, so he turned around politely, and immediately withdrew.

Seeing Fangzheng coming out, the Qingjing Sanren seemed to let go of the entanglement just now, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, should the mage take a rest first?"

Fangzheng thought for a while, and planned to take a rest. The Qingjing Sanren took Fangzheng to the guest room. Before Fangzheng sat down, the lone wolf came running over, and said cunningly, "Master, are you full?"

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "Nonsense, how can you be full with such a little food?"

The lone wolf laughed and said, "Master, that Taoist priest is too mean. He said he brought me food, but it was just a big bowl of vegetarian food. My stomach is still empty... Just now you were talking, I went to the backyard secretly Turn, guess what I saw?"

Fangzheng frowned and asked, "What did you see?"

"I saw a lot of delicious food! This Taoist priest is too stingy. She gives you such a plate of food when you eat, and she says she doesn't want to eat anything. I thought she was a fairy who didn't eat fireworks, but now I see Come on, just a stingy guy like you! Uh... Master, don't pay attention to that analogy."

Snapped!

Fangzheng raised his hand and slapped Lone Wolf on the forehead, didn't he care? If you don't care, is he still upright?

After finishing the fight, Fangzheng said, "Be careful with your words and continue talking."

The lone wolf got used to it, rubbed his head, and continued: "In the kitchen, there are a lot of delicious food, all kinds of delicious pastries. Although I didn't eat it, I could smell the smell. It's definitely a good thing! You say She has prepared so many delicious food in the back kitchen, why is she reluctant to entertain us more? Why is she so stingy? She is not afraid of keeping it for a long time, and grows hair?"

When Fangzheng heard this, he was also a little surprised. He thought that Qingjing Sanren, like him, were poor ghosts, so he only took out some food. But from Lone Wolf's words, it doesn't seem to be the case.

ps: My son is recovering soon, I seem to be infected, headache, fever, nausea... hey. Work hard, I think ten more tomorrow!