Gongsun Pan is a rare Taoist priest in Feng City, but compared with ordinary Taoist priests, Gongsun Pan's methods are much better. He is obviously only a young man, so he gathers Taoists from all over Feng City to choose a good time. On an auspicious day, a party was held with great fanfare, and it was neither in the three cities of the middle B, nor the third city of the outer C, but chose the inner city to settle down. The party lasted for thirty or fifty days, and the scene was extraordinary.
There is no need to ask the famous families in Neijia City. Even the residents who have recently settled in the three cities in Neijia know that there was such a grand event two years ago that shocked the nine cities inside and outside Fengcheng. The grand occasion was unprecedented and shocked Fengfeng. The Lord of the city, however, did not stop him in the end. Instead, he helped overnight and allowed all the people from the first and third cities in Feng City to attend the grand party. Anyone who entered this event would have received great benefits or suffered from old illnesses. After all, you may be relieved of your worries, and you may even know that your descendants will have great wealth and blessings, and it has been fulfilled one by one until now.
If it were not for Gongsun Pan's revolution, Fengcheng Buddhist sect would have been living a hard life, with neither incense nor believers. However, after such a prosperous revolution, the entire Fengcheng The gate in the middle of the city is prosperous. Whenever there is any hesitation in something, people from the inner three cities often go to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings, ask the people in the temple to answer questions, and give guidance on the confusion. Even after the news of this matter was leaked, in the three cities of Zhongyi, people from the Taoist sect could often be seen walking around. Leaving their original homes and stepping into the Taoist sect, the trend became bigger and bigger. When others saw a Taoist, they all had to bow respectfully. In Neijia City, Important government officials also need to give in three points.
Relying on his own efforts, the Taoist sects gathered together to make them prosperous and popular. It seems that Fengcheng has not been able to pick such a person from ancient times to the present. Moreover, the Taoist sect ascended to heaven, and the surrounding Buddhist sects and other small sects also received his blessings. Several places The remaining temples and shrines that had been without incense for a long time were almost willing to hang the portrait of Gongsun Pan to a high place so that he could sit on an equal footing with his ancestor and receive incense. Unfortunately, there were still a few eminent monks and Taoists who still had their own intentions to stop them from doing so. Such ridiculous behavior.
Now the closest to the Fengcheng City Lord's Mansion is Gongsun Pan's new residence, which can also be said to be the Daomen's new residence. It is a Yonghua mansion purchased with millions of dollars after the Tiananmen Revolution, but it is still the residence of the Daomen. , and could not use too much wealth, so he spent nearly a million dollars to remodel the entire mansion, leaving only the original layout of the house and mansion, preserving the mountains, rocks and water bridges, and building a library building and a stone platform for preaching. It is actually about the same height as the tallest city lord's palace in the city. Every day, people gather at the door to listen to Gongsun Pan's sermon. Whenever this matter is mentioned, one must say that the Taoist sect is flourishing nowadays. This person's cultivation is really mysterious and reaches the sky. During the sermon season, there are all kinds of wonderful sights, including cranes carrying grass and flying swallows stopping. Compared to the city lord's palace, which is so tightly guarded, there are no strangers. Recently, this inn, which is better than countless luxurious mansions, is extremely lively.
But the people in the city lord's mansion have always looked down on the people in the Taoist temple. They are obviously very close, but they have no friendship at all.
The Lord of Fengcheng also seemed to have no idea. No matter how many rumors there were in the house, he did not delve into them. At most, he could only regulate the words and deeds of some of his subordinates, but he was completely unwilling to interfere with others.
Above the City Lord's Mansion, there is a cloud platform suspended in the air, ten feet square, with eight pontoon bridges extending from the City Lord's Mansion to all directions of Neijia City. Every ten days, there is always a city.
A very important person in the city was invited to go to the city lord's palace to have a banquet with the city lord on the cloud platform. Although the platform was only ten feet wide, the layout was very particular. If there is anything that counts as an honor in Fengcheng, it is probably only this one. If the city lord invites him, he must be a capable person who can stomp around in the city. But if you want to be friends with the city lord and plan to use this to get close, then Totally useless.
It is said that with Gongsun Pan's momentum, he has already been on stage to attend banquets, but in recent years, there has been no news. The disciples in the Taoist new view are naturally unhappy and often want to inquire about this matter. However, the people in the city lord's mansion Quan Ran never gave him a good look, so he had to give up.
"Everyone knows that in Fengcheng City, it is a very prestigious thing to come to the city lord's palace to attend a banquet. What's more, the Taoist sect has just begun to flourish. It is the time of long drought and longing for the rain. I wish that all the limelight in the city could be put down to the Taoist priest. Only in this way can we recruit more disciples and make a name for ourselves in this city. Those who suffer from hunger all year round will occasionally become rich and noble. After several years, they will need to taste the delicacies and not get tired of every meal. It is natural. , I have been in this Inner City for many years, how can I not know what these people are thinking."
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On the stage, a young-looking man in brocade clothes sat cross-legged, and next to him was a Taoist priest in feather robes.
The Taoist was carrying a sword and a fish basket on his back. He didn't care that the city lord unexpectedly invited him to the stage today. He still turned over the account book in his hand and kept making a sound. The sound of the abacus could be heard even from a long distance away. Pretty clear.
"The city lord looks down on people. After all, the poor Taoist is a foreigner. How can he care about such mundane things? To put it more bluntly, from the location of Wu Dao Sect in the city, the reason why Dao Sect can now see the prosperous The sign is also a humble trick brought up by a poor Taoist. It cannot be regarded as a skill. Without the tacit consent of the city lord, I am afraid that by now, the Taoist people in Neijia City must be destitute. They have neither money nor ability. What they say is faith. It's all for nothing. In the age when they can't even eat, how many people can still live with the so-called doctrines and so-called piety. Even if they do, they must be full." The Taoist's face was sallow, but his expression was relaxed. Coming to the banquet, I didn't have much trouble in my heart. I was still banging my abacus in peace and chattering away.
"No matter what Taoism the poor Taoist is, it is inappropriate to talk about the so-called faith in the secular world. It is expected that the massacre was very large-scale, but if you really don't treat the disease, how can you calculate something for others? The truth is, I am afraid that the Taoist sect is far from being able to sit in the current position. Sincerity is effective, but if sincerity is not effective, everyone will complain and join other families. The blessings obtained by relying on one's own ability are of course better than those of others. You all need to feel at ease, so if you come to the banquet today, it’s just a banquet, and please don’t think too much about it, City Lord.”
The Lord of Fengcheng looks more like a martial arts practitioner. However, in Fengcheng, I don’t know how many years of peace there are. The foundation of internal and external boxing that an insider can see at a glance is not very useful. After hearing what the Taoist said, he agreed. He was not as displeased as he expected. Instead, he nodded and said, "As the Taoist said, everyone else values the Lord of Feng City too much. In fact, I may not even have a lot of power in my hands, so how can I dare to say so easily, inviting you to the banquet is a good thing with gold. "
"That's it
not necessarily. "
"Isn't this idea of the inner and outer city being carried out wholeheartedly by the city lord? With today's scene, we still have to thank the city lord and divide the people in the city into three, six or nine classes. The city lord has the final say on who is rich and who should receive it from generation to generation. The city lord has the final say when it comes to being trapped by the word poverty. This power is yours alone, so don’t be humble."
The Taoist entrance was unobstructed, but the city lord still looked calm.
There are eight pontoon bridges in all directions. Every day, people place documents and letters on the pontoon bridges and send them to the city lord's palace with the wind. In this majestic city, endless important things fall on the city lord's head every day, causing his face to look strangely different. Although he looked calm, the Taoist still felt that the city lord looked quite pitiful.
"The benefits are all taken by others, and all the hard work is shouldered by one person. No matter how you think about it, you are not a fat man. Instead, you are working like a cow and a horse. The lord of a city has gotten so messed up. God knows why." The Taoist put down the abacus and the account book. , took the fish basket from behind. There were some fat fish in it, but it looked like it had been out of the water for a long time. The Taoist picked up the fish basket and pointed it towards the cloud platform of the city lord's palace, fiercely Throwing it away, the scene was unexpected. After countless live fish took to the air, they suddenly turned into wind and clouds, and were swept away by the breeze. In an instant, the entire cloud platform and the city lord's palace were submerged.
The Taoist used to like fishing very much. Everywhere he went, he would pull up a rope. He fished in deep pools everywhere. Although he caught very little and most of them came back empty-handed, he loved fishing. For some reason, he suddenly became more interested in fishing after entering the city. After changing his temperament, he most likes to buy fat fish from the market and release them, but for some unknown reason, the fish soar into the sky and suddenly turn into a boundless sea of clouds, covering the entire city lord's palace, making it airtight.
"I just remembered that I seemed to have learned how to fish before. Besides fishing, the poor man also knew other things. He practiced heretical practices and was merciless. He carried dogs in cages and let eagles peck people. If the city lord didn't dislike it, I really wanted to Try to stir up some movement in Fengcheng, so that there is always someone who understands behind Fengcheng, and see what it means to be capable."
"That's right. Speaking of which, Fengcheng shouldn't be called Fengcheng."
The city lord didn't know why, but he always felt that this Taoist was covered in invisible shackles and suddenly exploded into pieces.
In Waibing City, here comes today
Very young people.
Fengcheng has not allowed outsiders to enter the city for many years, but this time it is different. This young man seems to be suffering from a serious disease, so the city defenders opened the door to him and secretly put this man into the city to seek help. A way to save life, but no matter who sees the young man's appearance, he can't bear to shake his head. Judging from his complexion and complexion, he is probably seriously ill. Even if he seeks the famous doctor in Neijia City, most of them can't do it. His life was extended, but he saw that the Yintang was dark, and his energy was like a gossamer. He could only rely on the bullock cart to push forward. There was an old man driving the cattle in front of him. His clothes were shabby, his features were sad, and the lines on his face were worse than those on the walls of Fengcheng. A little deeper.
Han Jiangling happened to be out and met the two of them. He didn't want to talk about this kind of thing at first, but he was stopped by the child who often visited the house. He said that he saved someone's life and would receive blessings. Maybe Han Jiangling had this strange disease. It can also be cured, but it is a human life after all. It is not difficult for two miserable people to take him in for two days.
