The Great Enlightenment

Chapter 33 Xuanqing Hall

"Zhao Xiaoyun, can you get in or not?"

Two people came down from the other Zhao family's carriage one after another. The girl walking in front had a slightly gloomy complexion, and there was already a look of impatience in her eyes.

Zhao Xiaoyun turned his head and snorted coldly: "Zhao Yanran, don't show me your domineering look, I'm too lazy to serve you."

Zhao Yanran was a little impatient, but she had nothing to do with Zhao Xiaoyun, so she had to cast a bitter glance at Zhao Xiaoyun, and led Zhao Sixing who was beside her into the exterior gate.

"Even if you are young and have not ignited your heart, even if you enter the Outer Sect of the Taiyu Ancient Sect, you will not be able to achieve anything."

Zhao Xiaoyun muttered in a low voice, waved his hand towards Ji Buyu, and followed Zhao Yanran into the Guanmen.

The Crane Cloud Temple has a radius of about three miles. Although there are many pagodas and buildings in the area, there are few people and it is very quiet.

"Master Ji, the temple master is now in the main hall of Xuanqing Palace, you can go directly to see him at this time."

The young man in black led Ji Yuenian for a long time, before arriving at a majestic and majestic palace, speaking neither humble nor overbearing.

Ji Yuenian cupped his hands at him and said, "Thank you, fellow daoist."

"There is no need to be too polite. The Lord of the Temple likes to be quiet on weekdays, so there are few people patrolling outside the hall. Young Master Ji, let's go in." The black-robed youth shook his head and smiled.

Ji Yuenian nodded slightly, turned around and stepped on the 99 stone steps in front of the Xuanqing Palace, heading towards the majestic and tall palace gate.

After reaching the gate of the palace, Ji Yuenian could finally appreciate the grandeur of Xuanqing Palace, the gate alone was several feet high.

Even though it was the time of day, the hall was still brightly lit, and the real images of several gods enshrined in it could be seen faintly.

Stepping into the hall, all the noises disappeared from the ears in an instant, and the hall was so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

"Which family?"

Some cold voices entered the ears.

At this time, Ji Yuenian had just stepped over the two-foot-high threshold, and when he looked up, he saw a delicate and handsome woman in Tsing Yi, looking at him quietly.

"Anyang Ji's family."

The woman in Tsing Yi nodded and said: "Follow me, I will lead you to meet the temple master."

"Fellow Daoist."

Ji Yuenian walked behind the woman in Tsing Yi towards the depths of the Xuanqing Palace, and when he passed the three statues of gods, his eyes paused for a moment.

The land of Taichu respects the gods.

The city god of the Yuanyan Land Realm respects the gods and gods.

These two gods really look very common, one is the god of the earth who protects the ancient city of Taichu, and the other is the god of the city god who guards the Yuanyan land boundary.

The real image of the third god is somewhat intriguing. It is a god with six Buddhist artifacts suspended behind him: a bell, a golden drum, a chime, a gong drum, a cymbal, and a sanskrit bell. Tiantong photographed the king of Bishamen Dajuetian who had heard about Luzhou in Beiju.

According to ancient myths and legends, King Duowen has belonged to the 33 heavenly courts for a long time, and the Buddhist title of King Duowen Bishamon Dajue has long since been abandoned. Now, the title of his god is just North King Duowen.

The true image of this god is the Buddhist appearance of King Bishamen Daijuku, which is why Ji Yuenian was a little surprised.

Before the woman in Tsing Yi led him into the gate of the side hall, she turned her head and left without saying a word.

Ji Yuenian looked at her back thinking for a moment, his eyes moved slightly, and he turned and walked into the side hall.

The side hall is still extremely grand and spacious, and it seems that there is a forbidden array of gathering energy in it, and even the circulation of profound energy has become much smoother.

In this hall, however, there are no real statues of gods to enshrine. In the center there is a hexagonal platform several feet high, on which a Taoist man in green robe is sitting upright.

"Ji Yuenian of Ji's family in Anyang met Hexuan Shangzhen."

Ji Yuenian took a step forward and bowed respectfully to the green-robed Taoist on the platform.

Taoist Hexuan opened his eyes slightly, and said, "No need to be too polite, just find a futon and wait for now."

Ji Yuenian looked sideways, only to realize that there were already several people in the side hall, sitting on the futons, all turning their heads to look at him.

Due to Taoist Hexuan's superiority, these members of the aristocratic cultivation family did not speak, but the look in their eyes revealed their true thoughts.

Didn't the Ji family have a Ji Que Xue?Didn't Ji Yuenian, the eldest son of the Ji family, lose his heart and lose his cultivation?

The news they got was not as timely as the Zhao family's, and it was still a few days ago.

Ji Yuenian didn't care about the gazes of these people, so he found a futon at random and sat down.

After about half a stick of incense, very clear footsteps came from outside the hall again, Zhao Yanran, Zhao Xiaoyun, and Zhao Sixing walked in one after another, and saluted Taoist Hexuan on the platform.

Taoist Hexuan frowned slightly, looking at the three members of the Zhao family, he seemed a little displeased, and said, "Why are there so many people from the Zhao family?"

Zhao Yanran took a step forward, took out a wooden box from her sleeve, and said respectfully: "Hexuan Shangzhen, my father missed Shangzhen's demeanor very much, but was unable to come to see him because of mundane affairs, Yanran offered a small gift on behalf of my father this time. respect."

Taoist Hexuan showed no expression on his face, flicked his sleeve robe lightly, and the wooden box flew to his hand.

Reaching out to open the wooden box, a full 15 Yuan Yuan stones were neatly arranged in it, and in an instant, an incomparably rich vitality of heaven and earth permeated the hall.

"Forget it, you wait to find a futon to sit down and wait for now."

Taoist Hexuan put down the wooden box casually, closed his eyes again, and stopped talking.

The three of Zhao Yanran looked at each other, found a futon and sat down.

(End of this chapter)