Chapter 201: In place

Seeing Zhao Ning, he bowed further: "Songyunmen should not be without a master for one day. The leader has been passed down and has been approved by the ancestor. Then, for Songyunmen, you should formally take over.?W≠W ≥W≥.≥8 ≠ 1 ≠ Ｚ = W≈.≥C≥O≈M "
Pei Ziyun listened to hesitation for a while. Seeing Pei Ziyun's hesitation, Zhang Yun stepped forward: "Sister, on martial arts, you are invincible, on great power, who can compare to you? What are you hesitant about?"
"Ziyun, you are a disciple in charge and approved by your ancestor. You should take the position, you should simplify, choose a day is better than hit the sun, today is too late, you will inherit the position of tomorrow." Yu Yunjun said.
The two elders of the rumors have already spoken, and Pei Ziyun said a moment after Chen Mu said: "With the teacher's command, I can do everything."
There was a smile in early summer on one side: "Finally, I also have a head teacher."
In the early summer, the words were quiet, and there was a murmur.
"Tomorrow, we will gather disciples to preside over the seats for you." Zhao Ning said.
"I don't know much about these things. I also asked Master Shi and Master to preside." Pei Ziyun said, "I'm thinking, there are a few things now."
"The first thing to do is to settle a deal. Speaking of which, the head of the body has been disturbed for several years. The head of the body also said to me a few days ago that the body was disturbed recently and I was afraid that I would not be able to get up. Are you hurt? "
Zhao Ning immediately understood that this was to write a gift to the court, and this was also a rule. Naturally, he would not say that he was dying horizontally, but that his health was not good, and he had reached his end of life.
"There are still the bodies of the brothers and sisters in Taoist temple. It's hot now, and I want to collect them, Brother Zhang!"
"Don't dare, what's the order?" Zhang Yun responded immediately.
"We are understaffed and things can't be concealed, so don't hesitate. You take a few brothers and brothers down the mountain at once and count the number to buy coffins and funeral items."
"Don't invite outsiders. Our tenants are all moving. They go up to the mountain to serve. They refuse to come. They are immediately expelled from the puppet. At this time, they are not willing to do anything. What should they do?"
"Also, please have a doctor, buy enough medicinal herbs."
When Zhang Yun listened, Zhao Ning sighed secretly. This was originally prepared to say, but Pei Ziyun said that it was not leaking. Thinking about it, he said to Zhang Yun: "The commander has commanded, you still have to go. do?"
Having changed the title to the head, Zhang Yun just came to his senses, and then he answered again and again, and he quickly led people down the mountain.
At two hours (four hours), Baiyun had been hung on the Songyun Gate, and the bell rang, nine consecutive sounds, echoing in this mountain forest, with a deep wailing.
In front of Songyun Gate, all Taoists changed their filial piety. Seventy-one coffins filled the square. These coffins carried a strong depression.
Originally, the hall of life lanterns was placed. Most of the lights were off, and some were still on. Behind this hall was a shrine, and dozens of spirit cards were added.
Pei Ziyun stood here and remained silent for a long time before he came out of the temple.
The second day · Ancestral Hall
There was a crack in the statue. At this time, it was too late to repair. There was a solemn presence in the hall. All the disciples stood in the hall, and Pei Ziyun said nothing.
Standing in the hall, Zhao Ning glanced at the crowd and said: "This time the Xuanmen attack, the goalkeeper defeated him, but the loss was not great. Everyone here, if someone doesn't agree, they can make comments. "
Zhao Ning said that the people in the field all looked at each other and shouted in unison: "I have no opinion."
Looking at the disciples in front, the memory of the original owner's past lives, Pei Ziyun was silent for a while before saying, "Pray for Xuanmen to kill our disciples and break into the blessed land. It is our first enemy of Songyunmen. I will avenge the division. Revenge for the disciples who died in the door. "
"Revenge, revenge." All the people in the hall shouted in unison. These disciples either lost the master or the brother, and were full of hatred for Qi Xuanmen.
Pei Ziyun then took out the head commander and knelt down in front of the statue of the ancestor, and shouted, "Pei Ziyun, who accepts the position of head today, will definitely open Songyun Gate and avenge it."
After Pei Ziyun finished speaking, he knelt down and scratched his head. After that, there was an aura of light shining on the statue of the ancestor, and a phantom appeared.
Ling Fu immediately transmitted power, and integrated into Pei Ziyun's mind and mind, then a vast feeling penetrated Pei Ziyun's and spirit instantly.
"Hum"
The surrounding scene disappeared. In the darkness, Pei Ziyun stood quietly, his eyes faintly dark red.
A little bit of red light lit up around, slowly connected into a piece, and then there was a piece of land in front of me. The first thing I saw was the sky, but the light was very faint, but it was also faintly visible.
At this moment, Pei Ziyun's body trembled, and the entire spirit seemed to be penetrated by the blessed land. A feeling of hundreds of years was gradually breeding. An aura was instantly extracted from the blessed land and turned into a dew that fell on the spirit of Pei Ziyun. Then, , A feeling that seems to be omnipotent, instantly penetrated the heart.
The Yin God grew rapidly, and the entire consciousness immediately fell to the Yin God and opened his eyes. A kind of warmth permeated the body, and there seemed to be a kind of sweetness that constantly nourished the soul.
Everything is clearer now, the land is flat, there is a desert-like place on top, and fields can be seen elsewhere. This is a blessed land, but now there are some cracks in this blessed land, and some auras have been leaked out.
There is a town in the blessed land. The houses are crumbling everywhere, a kind of sadness runs through, some information flows, and Pei Ziyun immediately understands.
"Most ancestors of all dynasties have died. Zhenjun was seriously injured and needed to sleep. The rest of the Yin God with sorrow is constantly repairing the blessed land."
At the crack, some overcast wind blew in, and some faint monsters seemed to want to enter the blessed land, but the light flashed and melted instantly.
"This is a blessed land, what about the mountain gate?" Pei Ziyun thought, and the commander commanded a force, which appeared instantly on the sky above Songyun Gate.
Pei Ziyun looked at the whole mountain gate with gray and black gas, but a thin layer of red phosgene on the ground was lost and crumbling.
The next moment, Pei Ziyun woke up and felt that he was still standing in front of the ancestor statue, and all the visions disappeared.
"Please come in."
Zhao Ning personally supported the seat and backed back. Zhao Ning and Yu Yunjun stood to the left and right. Except for Taoists who were sent away in advance, everyone in the hall was more or less injured, and they worshiped together at the moment: "The disciples meet the head . "
This week, the fame will be fixed. A plum blossom appears in front of the eyes, and it quickly zooms into a translucent data frame. It floats in the field of vision with a touch of light, and the data to be seen appears in front of the eyes.
"Task: Save Songyun Gate and Become the Head (Done)"
Now everyone is watching, it is not appropriate to open and accept, and then they are wearing sackcloth, and the party is holding a funeral. Hao Hao moved seventy-one coffins to the cemetery for burial, and he was busy all day long.
On the third day, the magic lamp was turned on, and on the fourth day, hemp was removed, and normality was restored. Pei Ziyun returned to the view and saw the disciples resumed the evening class. .
Pei Ziyun didn't bother. On the couch, when I saw no one around, I was done at once. Immediately, a transparent imaginary plum appeared on the eyebrow. A pale yellow and transparent petal turned yellow in a moment, and the third petal Done and disappear later.
Looking at the semi-transparent data frame again, I saw "Yin Shen: Second Level (1.3% completion)"
Could not help but sigh: "Once I got the head command, got nourishment, I was promoted to a heavy one."
"Prestige is slowly increasing again."
I remembered that when he was in charge that day, he could see the whole Taoist temple in a grey and black atmosphere, and sighed again: "The battle of the air transport in Yangyang area is almost exhausted."
"I'm afraid it's Songyunmen now and there is a crisis of subversion. I have to find a way."
Only with this thought, the translucent data frame lighted up, generating the task: "Release the crisis of the teacher's gate, and be sealed as a real person."
"Sure enough, the mission is systematic."
"However, to eradicate the crisis in the teacher's office, Elder Zhao had to sort out everything before proceeding." Pei Ziyun thought of this and couldn't help smiling.
In other words, Zhao didn't have much time. Zhao Ningzhi arrived in the compartment and saw Pei Ziyun eating rice, but two dishes and one soup.
"Elder Zhao, please sit down!" Pei Ziyun chewed the rice and said, "Everyone's busy now, just say it!"
Zhao Ning explained in detail that after talking about half a meal, the situation was finally approximated.
Pei Ziyun had run out of food at this time. He listened in silence, sighed, and meditated for a long time. Then he said, "There are a few things you said. The first is to clear out the vault. Nine thousand four hundred and twenty silver. "
"Second is that the disciples have instability."
"Also, tenants and shops are also a little unstable, aren't they?"
"Yes."
"These are actually very easy." Pei Ziyun frowned slightly, Xu Xu said: "We come one by one."
"First is the care, seventy-one disciples. We have true disciples and ordinary disciples, and give silver one hundred two to thirty two."
"Ordinary disciples do not practice Taoism and martial arts, or in other words, only superficial martial arts. Some family members give silver thirty-two."
"No family members gave money to the shrine ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and said to add fuel and pray every day."
"Fixed martial arts and Taoism. According to the family members of fifty-two to one hundred and twenty, no family members are also allocated to the shrine."
"All the remaining disciples have to be assigned tasks. Now there are many tasks. The first thing is to ask the construction team to create a Taoist concept of restoration."
As soon as Zhao Ning's eyes lighted up, the decision was really quick and accurate. Care is indeed the best and fastest way to soothe the mind. Repairing the Taoist temple can also keep the disciples busy, and can't afford to think blindly.
"However, is this a bit more? This is just a pension, I am afraid that it will cost three thousand two hundred yuan, repair the Taoist Temple, and even consume all of it."
"It's not heavy, how can it be reassuring?" Pei Ziyun glanced slowly and said, "Now the tenants and shops are unstable, because some people are rumors, but also because we have lost a lot."
"At this time, you have to fantasize, spend silver as water, let the shops buy and sell materials, let tenants help, and open the meat to the noodles!"
"So, the rumors are self-defeating."