The world's first fairy gate

Chapter 39

Standing on the platform for picking up stars, the two of them had very different moods when they saw the scenery of Zixiao Mountain.

When Xie Qiuhan learned of Yunfang's whereabouts, although he no longer felt anxious about being kept in the dark, he had another concern.

It's just that no matter how much he worries, he can't fly to Yunfang to serve him, so he has to be patient and wait for the news.

The pointer of the sundial in the distance swung one space to the right, pointing to the correct position, and then the bell rang.

The Tiangong boys filed out, holding utensils, and gathered in front of the hall.

At the same time, a series of hurried footsteps sounded from behind.

With a slight movement of the tip of Honglan's ear, she immediately returned to Yunfang's appearance.

In the next second, a small head poked out from behind the door and asked chirpingly: "Xianzuo, I have to do my evening altar homework. The deacon asked if you will go today."

It turned out to be the boy Xiuyu.

There are many rules in Zixiao Tiangong. Every morning and evening, rituals are performed, and scriptures such as Kaijing verses and Xuanyun mantras are recited.

Yunfang would go there once or twice when he was free, and usually he didn't show up much, but today happened to be the day when Nandou was descending, so it was logical that Xianzuo should go.

Xie Qiuhan waved at Xiuyu without a trace, signaling him to back down.

There's no reason to let Mozun come to Xianmen to preside over the rituals.

Xiuyu rubbed the back of her head, "What's the matter, brother, what do you mean by waving at me? Are you going or not?"

Xie Qiuhan suddenly felt a toothache.

It's fine if you don't understand, why are you still dismantling his desk.

At this time, he heard Hong Lan beside him say: "No, ask the deacon to recite it for you."

"Okay," Xiuyu nodded, "I told the deacon that you definitely don't want to go, but he didn't believe it, so he asked me to take a trip, so I'll go back to him."

As he spoke, he ran out cheerfully, apparently rushing to find a place with the deacon.

Xie Qiuhan: "..."

At this time, he especially needed Yunfang to be by his side, pointing at the brat's forehead and scolding "unlucky boy".

The Zhaixing Terrace has a wide view, and from a distance, Xiuyu went down the plank road and said a few words to an old man with a white beard.The old man with the white beard looked in the direction of the Immortal Pavilion, saw the two of them, bowed respectfully, and then went to the front hall to preside over the ceremony.

The rituals began soon, and the disciples chanted scriptures, worshiped and repented, and recited mantras, all with great piety.

Amidst the chanting, Honglan said: "Yunfang didn't like to do homework before, and whenever it was his turn to take charge, I would pretend to be him and go for him."

Hearing his voice, Xie Qiuhan seemed willing to go, and said: "Brother, do you want to go and have a look?"

Hong Lan shook her head and said nothing, her eyes darkened even more.

Xie Qiuhan knew that something was touched in his heart, so he tactfully did not speak.

The two stood side by side in silence like this, Xie Qiuhan suddenly smelled a cold blood, which was the smell of Honglan's body.

His heart moved: Hong Lan lived in the wilderness for a long time, so it is inevitable that he will be stained with blood. If he goes to the front hall and meets someone with a heart, he will inevitably reveal his identity.

Even if I want to go again, I feel powerless, so I can only look at each other from afar here.

They stayed on the star picking platform until the end of the ceremony.

The last ray of sunlight fell behind the distant mountain, and the disciples and real people who participated in the ceremony dispersed one after another, and the two turned around and entered the pavilion.

The small building is separated from the wind and frost outside, so there is no warmth.

Xie Qiuhan had the double dragon ring pendant in his sleeve, like a hot potato.

The things that were broken off from the back soil tripod were just put aside like this, I am too sorry.

So he stopped and said: "Brother, please wait a moment, I will put this ring pendant on."

Honglan frowned and said, "Just take it with you, it's hard to pay for it."

It was right, Xie Qiuhan really planned to confess.

Honglan looked at his expression carefully, and patiently said: "There is no vegetation in the wilderness, and the products are scarce. I don't have anything. Only this ring is worth a few taels. You don't have to worry too much about it."

Having said that, Xie Qiuhan had no choice but to tie the ring back to his waist.

Only then did Hong Lan let go of this matter, and said instead: "There is one more thing I need to explain to you."

"Brother, it's okay to say."

Hong Lan said: "When I first saw you, don't mind what I said to you."

Xie Qiuhan was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at him, only to see that his expression was peaceful and his eyes were serene, far from the evil god when they met for the first time.

He paused, and seeing Xie Qiuhan's green and sincere face, he added another sentence: "Just remember, no matter where you go, if you go to the end of the mountain, you will be in poverty."

Xie Qiuhan nodded.

He thought about this for a while, but he didn't know the details, so he said solemnly: "Remember."

This is very similar to the scene on the night of his birthday. Yun Fang told him that cultivating Taoism is not for longevity, but for persistence.

Whether it is the end of the world, or the upholding of the broken bones, only the people who are really poor and broken can be qualified to speak.

Xie Qiuhan couldn't figure out the meaning, but felt that there was still a long way to go.

While talking, Tan Heping came up from the stairs with his head poking his head, and looked at the two of them cautiously.

Xie Qiuhan came back to his senses and said gently, "Brother Tan, what's wrong?"

Although it was Xie Qiuhan who asked the question, Tan Heping couldn't help but stare at Honglan—to be exact, at Yunfang.

Honglan had just transformed into Yunfang's appearance just now, but she hasn't changed back yet.

Tan Heping met Xianzuo, and stuttered again, "Well... I, I heard from Brother Xie today that Xianzuo loves and eats my dishes. I borrowed Tiangong Kitchen on purpose. Now, now I want Have a meal?"

...Just for a short while, he ran to the kitchen to operate the knife just after escaping from death?

Xie Qiuhan admired his vitality.

While admiring, I also felt that this effort might be in vain.

After fasting the monks, they usually do not eat food from the human world. Eating food will make the six organs impure and affect their cultivation.

Yunfang is a rare flower among the monks, he is reluctant to part with this taste of the world, probably because of his innate divine body, no matter how he cultivates better than others, he likes to eat regularly.

Honglan must not have such a quirk.

Tan Heping rubbed his hands together nervously, looking at Hong Lan nervously.

Hong Lan frowned, but didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.

Both Tan Heping and Xie Qiuhan were taken aback.

Talk about peace is flattering.

Xie Qiuhan was thoughtful.

Can chance really make a person out of his nature?

It is said that when Hong Lan was the senior brother, he was the most gentle and amiable, and everyone wanted to get close to him.

Although he hadn't experienced the demeanor of his big brother Hong Lan a hundred years ago, looking at it this way, Hong Lan who was rushing day and night with three thousand demon soldiers not long ago, Hong Lan who rescued him in front of Xuhuai Hall today, and Hong Lan who is now accommodating the younger disciple... Lan, it seems that there is not much difference from that person.

It was dark.

In the hall of the Immortal Pavilion, the boys who served the fragrance counted their things and retreated together, all holding the removed bowls, chopsticks and tableware in their hands.

The incense boys in the other palaces are all holding the incense burner and the incense wiping table, and the boys in the Tiangong are all serving the bowls for the fairy seat.

It took less than half an hour for their dinner, and after the boy took away all the tableware, he presented several gilt enamel bowls and a porcelain jar with a deep opening.

This is a vegetarian soup that clears the mouth after a meal.

Tan Heping took the initiative to lift the lid and ladle soup for the two of them.

While passing the bowl, he continued to chatter.

This person usually needs to type up a hundred drafts for a single sentence, but when it comes to cooking, he is a bit noisy.

During the dinner, he already told the biographies of eight famous chefs from his ancestors.

At this time, he was talking about his great-great-great-great-grandfather's adventures in southern Fujian and innovative dishes.

Finally, a rescuer came in and rescued Xie Qiuhan and Honglan mercifully.

It was Xiuyu who jumped in.

Xie Qiuhan and Hong Lan looked at him with loving eyes.

Xiuyu didn't know anything, and said with great interest: "Xianzuo, Senior Brother Xie, guess who is visiting?"

Anyone can come.

Xie Qiuhan thought silently, it's better not to know, but Xiuyu is not so noisy.

He asked, "Xiuyu, who is here?"

Xiuyu said, "Fairy Qingbi is here!"

Xie Qiuhan: "..."