Chapter 142: The grandfather really shows his spirit

A tremendous warmth suddenly appeared in the air.
Wufengguan was suddenly in an uproar inside and outside.
In the afternoon, I just had a short contact with Yang Chen, but the disappointed Lingbao School taught Yan Qiushan. At this moment, two emanating essences burst into my eyes, and suddenly got up from the bed!
"It's Gan Linze Shifu!!" Yan Qiushan slammed the door open and looked up at the sky above the mountain!
Although Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu has been lost in the Lingbao School for nearly a hundred years, the cause is that the only elder in the Ling Bao School who has mastered the Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu died unjustly one night, lacking the related secret arts and making the spirit Baopai has never been able to reproduce the glory of Gan Lin Ze Shifu.
As the palm master of the Lingbao School, Yan Qiushan is familiar with some of the characteristics of Gan Linze Shifu.
Feeling this surging warmth at this moment, he immediately judged that this was the Ganlin Zeshifu that Lingbao School had lost for nearly a hundred years! Absolutely! definitely is! It must be! !
A group of elders from the Lingbao School also came to the open space in front of the house, looking at the rain cloud on the top of the mountain for a long time without a word.
After a long time, until another blue streamer appeared on the mountain top, Wang Zongyan took a slight breath and said with a trace of tremor: "This... this seems to be recorded in the classics, Gan Linze Shifu!"
"Yang Chen really mastered the secret techniques of Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu!" After the original talk collapsed in the afternoon, the elders of the Lingbao School who began to suspect that Yang Chen did not have Gan Lin Ze Shi Fu's secret techniques at this moment were also staring one by one. Eyes closed.
The elder law-gathering elder shifted a little step sideways, leaning beside Yan Qiushan, who looked dignified, and whispered, "Teach the real person... what should we do next?"
Compared to the facts we have seen so far, the elders of the Lingbao School are more willing to accept Yang Chen’s speculation that he is in the crowd!
They would rather let Gan Linze Shifu forever be lost forever, rather than live to see Ganlinze Shifu, one of the typical representatives of the sect, being taught so publicly by Yang Chen so badly!
This is a disgrace! They all think so.
The words of the elder law protector made Yan Qiushan, whose thoughts had drifted away, wake up, forcibly suppressing the urge to kill Yang Chen on the spot, Yan Qiushan took a deep breath and whispered: "According to the soldiers. Wait for the opportunity."
"...You mean..." The elder law protector was startled.
But Yan Qiushan's cold eyes. But it also made him quickly suppress the words that almost blurted out, looked at the rain cloud on the top of the mountain with a somewhat complicated expression, and nodded slowly.
The foundation of a sect is often based on the unique secret techniques and deep heritage passed down through the ages. Yan Qiushan is the real person who teaches the Lingbao School of the Patriarch Zaozong. Naturally, he has his own considerations.
In fact, when three consecutive Ganlin Zeshifu appeared on the mountain. At least a dozen ancestors on Wufeng Mountain had a strong killing intention towards Yang Chen. If it wasn’t for scolding Yang Chen and Xuanhong was there... it is estimated that on Wufeng Mountain tonight, there will be a slaughter!
Facing the rapidly forming rain cloud on the mountain top. There are some awesome people, shocked people on Wufeng Mountain, and there are also people who kill their minds. It can be said that all sentient beings are in one pot...
At the same time, under the mountains of Wufeng Mountain, a dozen or so disciples of Wufeng Temple were patrolling back and forth among rows of temporary tents. It's very close to the rain time Chen Shidong, the head of the team, told them in advance. They must ensure the safety of the people who came from Shili Baxiang.
Zhao Kejie is an ordinary disciple who was just recruited by Wufengguan at the end of last month. The age is also the larger one of the newly-disciplined disciples during this period, but it is better to have higher education and a bachelor degree from a first-rate university.
On relationships. Zhao Kejie is a distant relative of Yu Qing and Zhao Keqiu, plus he is a little older, so of course he has become one of the newly-acquired disciples.
Moreover, because of his age, Zhao Kejie is one of the few ‘reserve cadres’ candidates currently being trained by Wufengguan. Under Yuming Peng De, he has been gradually approaching Wufengguan’s industrial management since he went up the mountain.
The treatment given to him by Wufengguan is 60,000 yuan per year, which is several times higher than the average family allowance of 1,300 per month for ordinary disciples.
Because he had received higher education, Zhao Kejie actually had a certain resistance to what Chen Shidong explained.
He has repeatedly checked the local weather forecast several times, and has repeatedly confirmed that it is impossible to rain tonight!
Zhao Kejie came to Wufengguan from the beginning to look at the relatively favorable treatment. Although he knew that he had a relative in his family as a famous Taoist, Zhao Kejie never thought that Yuqing would have any great magic. !
Even if he stayed on Wufeng Mountain for nearly a month, what he saw and heard every day was completely different from the pictures described by his family before going up the mountain... The atmosphere of the monastery on Wufeng Mountain is still comparable to those profound ancestors. Come strong.
The vast majority of disciples did not have the genius to cultivate, and they received them on the mountain. On the one hand, the Wufeng Conservatory is now a great cause. It really needs so many people to maintain it. On the other hand, due to face considerations, there were more than 200 ordinary disciples during the peak of the Wanxian Palace, and it was not bad to go to the Immortal Palace. You can’t go to Wufeng to watch it, it will become dozens. ?
Coupled with the fact that most young people are open-minded and atheist now, they can recruit people to become disciples in Taoist temples, but it is not necessary to give them a meal as they did in ancient times. Naturally, some financial help and mixed situations emerge.
Therefore, although Chen Shidong was very serious when he explained this matter, when he came to Zhao Kejie’s heart, it was a smile... These old people seemed to be like gods when they didn’t pretend, Uncomfortable!
Zhao Kejie, who wore a plain robe, walked around the tent area under the mountain routinely and hid a cigarette in the corner. This is a habit that fell during college. It is always not fun to smoke a few bites every day.
A young Taoist who was about four or five years younger than Zhao Kejie did not know if he smelled the smoke in the air. He crept up in front of Zhao Kejie and said with a nervous expression: "Don't kill me ?The second teacher has just passed here..."
"Shao Weiyan was arrogant, and he would say it if he wanted to smoke." Zhao Kejie sneered and found a pack of cigarette boxes that had been crushed from his waist, shaking out a cigarette that was also crushed and handed it over, "Don't think I don’t know who is smoking under the tree every night!"
"Hey..." Zhao Kejie debunked the old man on the spot, and the young little priest grinned at the back of the head.
Halfway through the smoke. The little Taoist elbowed Zhao Kejie's arm with his elbow. He pointed to the sky and said, "Brother Zhao, do you think it will really rain tonight?"
"I think it's fake in all cases." Zhao Kejie shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have checked it several times, and I specifically called the Meteorological Bureau to check it, today and in the next seven days. We Binyang The probability of rain in the city is less than 10%... It is when the sky is clear, the wind is bright, and the weather is so beautiful.
"I've been staring at the sky for a night...I can't see half of the clouds." The little Taoist took a breath of smoke. He swallowed and said: "But didn't the head say that, at twelve o'clock, our uncle Zeng Shi will practice rain..."
"Uncle Zeng? Have you seen it?!" Hearing this little priest mentioned the uncle Zeng who said that the dragon had never seen its head. Zhao Kejie came to be interested, and after extinguishing his cigarette butts, he said, "I went up the mountain a week earlier than you. I haven't seen him..."
"How can we not let us go in the backyard casually, I haven't seen it yet." The little Taoist shook his head: "But I heard that it is very young. At most, it is a few years older than me... Brother Zhao, how old are you!"
"No way, who makes the family senior." Zhao Kejie sighed. "Thousands of monks and priests here and there, aren't they all directed at our great-grandfather...I really don't know what he can do."
"I heard that Master Zeng's ancestors are capable..."
"Yeah, I just heard it. Who has seen it?" Zhao Kejie was a kind of young man's instinctive dissatisfaction. He shook a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. While he was talking, he suddenly found that it had just been lit. 'S cigarettes went out inexplicably...
"What's the matter, why suddenly seems the moisture has become heavier." The little priest's hand left a third of the cigarette inexplicably extinguished, and then touched his face with his hand, wet and slippery, I don't know when It has been filled with fine water drops!
"Is it foggy..." Zhao Kejie unconsciously looked up at the sky, and his eyes were instantly rounded!
A huge cloud floating from nowhere is rapidly spreading in all directions around Wufeng Mountain, blocking the moon and the stars!
"This is..." Little Taoist and Zhao Kejie looked at this scene, but it was a bit slow, and when they grew up, they couldn't even say a word! Because under their gaze, the golden light was weak, but the golden light that could be clearly seen from the close view was being shot into the rain cloud in the sky from Wufeng Mountain.
With the emergence of these golden lights, the original thin clouds began to thicken... Drizzle drizzled in the sky, silently, but the people under Wufeng Mountain were completely stunned.
"It's raining!!!" I don't know who suddenly shouted in his voice, and Zhao Kejie realized the feeling of ice and cold on his face. It actually rained!
"This..." Zhao Kejie, who also had a handful of water on his face, stared at the sky staring at him, obviously he was soaked by this drizzle, but Zhao Kejie could clearly feel it , A faint warm current rose slowly from the bottom of his heart.
This is not obvious, but it can make people feel very comfortable. The warmth slowly spreads to the whole body, and then enters the limbs. The kind of crisp and warm, warm and warm taste is not something that can be described in words at all. !
"The grandfather of Wufengguan has shown his spirit!" Those who also felt this slight change, especially some old people who were not sick but were sick, all showed surprise on their faces at this time. When a person knelt down, A chain reaction formed. A large group of elderly people kneeled down on the spot, worshipping the non-existent, but seemingly grandfather of Wufengguan who appeared!
A light and silent dripping rain fell down on the Wufeng Mountain.
Unlike the reactions of ordinary people under the mountain, the monks on Wufeng Mountain couldn't even say half of their sentences at this moment except for their eyes widening.
The rainfall range of one kilometer is now a myth and legend in the metaphysical world.
I didn't expect to be in Wufeng Mountain tonight, but I saw this drizzle completely made by the monks!
Except for a few monks who have thought of something in their hearts, most monks raised strong desires and expectations for the morning mission meeting after seeing the formation of this rain.
At this time, in the old Wufeng Temple, Yang Chen was already half-lying on the ground and began to gasp.
The state is no better than Yang Chen, but Xuanhong, who can still stand still, seizes the opportunity and laughs at him: "The young body is like this. What should I do in the future!"
"...Don't talk bluntly." Yang Chen, who was almost overstretched, gasped on the ground before struggling to stand up and gritted his teeth. "If it wasn't for you, the old man suddenly increased the amount of rain. I’m not going to deal with it in a hurry, nor will I be tired of this look!"
"This seat just wants to see where your limit is." Xuanhong really didn't feel ashamed of it, but instead smiled naturally: "It's not bad~EbookFREE.me~ is more than most young people now. It's much stronger..."
"..." Yang Chen had no choice but to grin bitterly, instead of arguing with Xuanhong, he said: "Before I felt someone under the mountain seemed to kill me..."
"It's normal." Xuanhong nodded and said: "If you don't understand your intentions and the intention of this move, believe it or not, the first one to kill you is this seat? The secret technique is like killing parents, but this is It’s a hatred that doesn’t share the sky!"
"So tomorrow, I still ask the real person to support Xiao Ke to support him. It’s not because of the gangster’s poison..."
"Yo, now I remember that this seat is a real person?" Xuanhong real man sneered. "When I didn't use this seat just now, I just said a smooth way..."
"...Can we not be stifling?" Yang Chen almost planted his head on the ground! Raised his hands and said: "It was just a mistake before!"
"Really?" Xuanhong really didn't believe it.
"Really!" Yang Chen nodded firmly, very serious! (To be continued.) Activate new URL