About two hours later, several people came to the gate of Qingyun Temple. After several expansions, this temple has now become somewhat large. It doesn’t look like a Taoist temple, but it looks a bit like a deep courtyard.

Sikong Xinrong took out a wisp of paper towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead, put it in his pocket, leaning on a cane in one hand and putting the other hand on his waist, panting, "I finally came here. I came here when I was young, and the changes are really big."

"This Qingyun Temple is the most famous Taoist temple in this area and is naturally elegant." Sikong Anming hurriedly handed a kettle and said.

He took a sip of water, wiped off the water stains from his mouth and chuckled, "Yes, just press the door."

Sikong Anming stepped forward and grabbed the door.

After a while, with a creaking sound, the vermilion door opened, and a little Taoist priest stuck out his head and looked at the person with dissatisfaction: "It's dark, why haven't the two donors gone down the mountain yet?"

"I am Sikong Xinrong. Today I have something important to ask for the Taoist Master Yuxuan. Please help me inform you." Sikong Xinrong said

Sikong Anming took the opportunity to stuff a stack of banknotes into the little Taoist priest's hand and said softly: "The food on the mountain is pure, so the little Taoist teenager can buy some food."

The little Taoist priest's eyes rolled and he smiled and said, "Please wait for a moment, layman."

After saying that, the little Taoist priest shrank his head back and closed the door, and walked towards the backyard. Part of the backyard had been demolished earlier, leaving several old houses for renovation.

The front yard was later rebuilt a Taoist yard. There are many tourists visiting during the day, especially on holidays, which are crowded with people and are very lively, and they are not a place for the cultivation of the Qing Dynasty.

In contrast, the backyard is more quiet, with blue brick paths leading directly to several single rooms, lush pine and cypress planted beside the paths, and a few tall trees are found in front of the single room. At this time, lights are faintly emitting through the gaps in the tree.

The master told him that monks should practice cleanly and have a quiet backyard, which will reduce the invasion of turbid air emitted from the world, and will achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing.

When he walked to the backyard, he happened to see a young woman in disheveled clothes running out of the master's meditation room and disappeared. He seemed to be accustomed to him. The master said that he was treating people with merit.

He believed it, not only did he believe it, but he also secretly made up his mind to cure more diseases and pray for the world and accumulate merits when he grows up.

I went up and knocked on the door twice and heard an old voice inside: "Is Yunxin disciple?"

"Master, someone is visiting in the front yard."

"What can I do if I'm so late? Please let them go back and come back tomorrow during the day."

"It's from the Sikong family."

"Oh?" There was a pause inside.

A moment later, an old Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, with a gray beard, thick lips and a big nose, and a little bald forehead opened the door and walked out.

"Take me to see the person coming."

The two walked to the door one by one, opened the door, and saw Sikong Xinrong and the others standing there waiting. The old Taoist saw with sharp eyes that the two masters and servants were separated.

He stepped forward and bowed to Sikong Xinrong and said, "Wuliang Tianzun, is the donor Sikong Xinrong?"

Sikong Xinrong replied, "That's right, can Taoist priest be safe?"

"Okay, let's talk inside, it's very cold outside."

After saying that, Sikong Xinrong took his followers and stepped up the steps and entered the Taoist temple without hesitation.

The old Taoist led the two to an ancient and elegant room. There was a special fragrance inside. After sitting down for a moment, Sikong Xinrong felt his breath was smooth and his mood was much more relaxed.

While the two of them were greeting each other, the little Taoist priest had already poured tea for them and then retreated.

After Sikong Xinrong informed the old Taoist about the family, he bowed and said, "Please also ask the Taoist priest to be compassionate and take revenge with my grandson."

The old Taoist raised his hand: "It is useless to me at this time. I have been away from the world for many years. The world is full of all kinds and I have nothing to do with it. The layman should ask another master for help."

"My father and son are here to talk about preparing gifts today. I hope the Taoist priest will accept it." Sikong Xinrong signaled to Sikong Anming.

Sikong Anming placed a bank card on the table and slowly pushed it towards the old Taoist, with the password and a billion quota clearly marked on the card.

"The Taoist priest just needs to seriously injure the beast, and leave the rest to our Sikong family." Sikong An said with a bright look on his face.

The old Taoist did not ask any more questions, but just smiled heartily: "Since Mr. Sikong is so respectful to the Tao, your business is mine. I dare not neglect it. I will go down the mountain with you tomorrow."

His expression was not like a person who lived in Taoist temples and was dedicated to practicing, but he had a little more aura of martial arts.

When Sikong Xinrong came, he was worried that he would not have to swear to this martial arts master. Even worse, he could not invite him.

Unexpectedly, it was said that this martial arts master was greedy for money and life, but it was true, and it did not hide it, which saved a lot of trouble.

It was already late at night after chatting about the main business. The old Taoist asked the two to stay in the temple and everyone went down the mountain together tomorrow morning.

Sikong Xinrong was really tired when he walked up the mountain and did not refuse.

The next morning, the old Taoist called the deacon in Guanzhong to give a brief order, and took the little Taoist priest who was serving him and went down the mountain with Sikong Xinrong.

The next evening, two luxury cars quietly drove into the Sikong family's old house.

In the middle hall, Sikong Xinrong and Yu Xuzi sat in the main seat.

The members of the Sikong family who spoke were also present.

Yu Xuzi looked around greedily, staring at a blue and white porcelain flower drill next to her.

"Is this from the Qing Dynasty?"

Sikong Xinrong laughed dryly: "Yes, if the Taoist priest likes it, I will give it to the Taoist priest."

"He is polite to the head of the Sikong family. I heard on the mountain that the four major families of Jianghai are extremely powerful and rich. When I saw each other today, it was indeed not a rumor. This house is also grand." Yu Xuzi's eyes were full of greed.

"It's just a place in the world, but it's not as good as the Taoist priest's beautiful treasure land." Sikong Xinrong said with a smile.

I gave it a gift, but this place was specially chosen by the Sikong family seniors.

If you build this house, it is a Feng Shui treasure land. The Sikong family has relied on this house for decades. The idea of ​​trying to make this old house will never work.

Yu Xuzi didn't care and took a sip of tea: "I wonder where the enemy family member mentioned by the head of the family is now?"

"No hurry. If the Taoist priest has nothing to do, you can stay in the humble house for a few more days and take the time to appreciate the customs and customs of our rivers and seas. Our Sikong family will do their best to entertain the Taoist priest." Sikong Anming said.

After spending so much money, I finally hired a master, and the Sikong family immediately became relied on it. Isn’t it a loss if they don’t make more reliance on this reliance?

"Okay, there's nothing wrong on the mountain, so I'll bother you for a few more days." Yu Xuzi said.
Chapter completed!