NovelTags Chapter 209
Chapter 209
Chapter 0209 – Generation Heavenly Master Long Zhengyang!!
The mountain paths crowded with trees appear potholed.
It was noon, and the sun was like a huge stove, baking the earth.
A gentle breeze blew through, causing the weeds on the roadside to sway, and the leaves swayed among the treetops.
Ye Yongcai, who was wearing a cotton coat, was blown by this breeze, and he couldn’t help but snort.
He felt so cold and cold, it was like falling into the Nine Ghost Ice Cave.
He was both depressed and terrified.
But the thought of seeing Master right away made him regain a sense of composure.
On Sanyuan Mountain, there is a Taoist temple, this is called Zhengyang Temple.
Zhengyang Temple has a small history, it was founded in the last century, and the person who created it was named Long Zhengyang.
This Long Zhengyang is amazing, he is a veteran Maoshan Heavenly Master, who is upright and upright, and often exorcises evil spirits for people in the surrounding neighborhoods and villages.
Every time he practiced exorcising evil spirits, he only charged 3 yuan for 680, and so on for decades, the people around him also gave him a nickname, called Sanyuan Daolong, and Zhengyang Guan was also called Sanyuan Guan.
Sanyuan Mountain, hence the name.
This is the moment.
Ye Yongcai was walking towards Sanyuan Mountain.
His master is none other than Long Zhengyang, a generation of Heavenly Masters.
He was picked up by the master and has been cultivating in the Taoist temple with the master since he was a child.
Recently, the world has been in turmoil, and demons are rampant, which is why he went down the mountain to practice.
It’s a pity that he provoked the existence that shouldn’t be messed with, otherwise he probably wouldn’t have rushed back to the master in such a mess now.
In his heart, Master’s Dao is unfathomable and can definitely drive away the curse on him.
It was also because of being tortured by the power of the curse, Ye Yongcai’s whole person seemed a little vain, and the pace of the road was naturally not fast.
In the past, it only took him five minutes to reach the top of the mountain, but now he walked for more than thirty minutes to reach the top.
Zhengyang Temple is a very shabby Taoist temple, at least on the outside.
The earthen wall of the courtyard is clinging to the dense vine man, and a stone monument more than one meter high stands in front of the courtyard gate.
The stone tablet is engraved with four eye-catching large characters Zhengyang Taoist Temple.
There are no grand temples, no classical attics, only a few dilapidated thatched houses, which have not been repaired for many years.
Looking at everything familiar here, Ye Yongcai inexplicably had the illusion of being in a world away, probably because he was used to seeing the prosperity of the city after going down the mountain.
“Master, Master… Master! I am back. ”
As soon as he arrived in the courtyard, Ye Yongcai couldn’t help but shout like this.
The extreme cold feeling in his body made his tone tremble a little.
The kind old man in his memory did not come out to greet him, and the entire Taoist Temple seemed quiet, as if it had been abandoned for many years.
Ye Yongcai wondered in his heart, could it be that the master was not there?
He hurried to the thatched hut where Master lived, and with a creak, the old wooden door was pushed open.
A woody smell spreads out, the natural smell of hay and wood from the sun.
On the earthen kang covered with a cool mat, a white-haired and eyebrow-eyed fairy wind bone old Dao was meditating with his eyes closed.
The old way who was meditating was not Ye Yongcai’s master Long Zhengyang.
Long Zhengyang was already one hundred and thirty-four years old this year, and as Ye Yongcai pushed the door in, he slowly opened his eyes.
It was a pair of exceptionally cloudy eyes, faintly with a hint of dead silence like an oily lamp.
“Division… Master, I didn’t disturb you, did I? ”
Ye Yongcai asked cautiously, because of the curse cold, his body was trembling slightly every moment…