At dawn the next day, Wen Ning simply packed away the changes of clothes.
Lu Ming and Feng Dema got up early and stayed in the store
"Don't worry in the store. We won't stray even a step and will be open for business normally. We will definitely make your store a bustle."
Lu Ming patted his chest and assured.
Feng Dema nodded along
"Brother, have a safe journey, please rest assured."
Wen Ning looked at the two of them, Lu Ming looked unreliable, and Feng Dema was a bit conceited, but he didn't say much, turned around and left, found a deserted corner and took off directly to Maoshan.
When we arrived at the foot of Maoshan, we stopped flying. After all, it was a bit rude to reach someone else's boundary. Instead, we prepared to walk up slowly from the foot of the mountain.
At your feet is the Bluestone boardwalk, which has been polished by wind and rain, with green trees on both sides.
It is worthy of being the Daoist Shangqing Ancestral Court, a world-famous cave heaven paradise.
Ordinary mountains and rivers have auras floating around, but the aura of Maoshan is completely different. It is warm, long, pure, and slowly enters the body along with the breath, soothing all the impetuousness brought by the world.
Along the way, even my mind became calm and calm.
As we walked further up the mountain, the crowds gradually became more and more crowded.
Unlike Wen Ning who is alone, ordinary mortals walking together can be seen everywhere on the mountain road.
Most of them are ordinary people, men, women, old and young. Walking up the stone steps slowly, they are all pilgrims who come specially to Maoshan Daoist Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings.
There are old women carrying bamboo baskets and young couples with children. They gently tell their children not to make noise or run around when going up the mountain, and sincerely pray for blessings.
There were also young people who came together, chatting and laughing, taking advantage of the cool weather in the early morning to pray for peace.
"I heard that Maoshan Daoist temple is very spiritual. My family's business is not going well this year. I came here to ask for help."
"I seek health for the elderly at home. I heard that Incense Offerings is the most prosperous and effective here."
"Go slowly, the mountain road is steep, don't be anxious, sincerity is the most important."
Most of them are ordinary people who don't know anything about Daoism and practice, and they all come to seek peace.
Wen Ning was also walking among the crowd, looking just like ordinary mountaineering tourists and not conspicuous.
The pilgrims around him came and went, just treating him as a young tourist hiking alone. Occasionally someone would pass by him and he would politely step aside to give way.
Walking further up, the Daoist temple buildings appear in front of you.
The palaces are neat and solemn, the stone steps are wide and smooth, the Daoist flags are fluttering in the wind, and the four words "Tao follows nature" are written on it.
Not long after, we arrived at the tourist square of Maoshan, where there were several young Daoist boys in Daoist robes standing on both sides, with regular manners and indifferent temperaments.
Today's Dharma Assembly exchange meeting was attended by all the Daoist and religious experts from the surrounding areas. Monks came to the mountain gate one after another, either in groups or alone. They all looked respectful and did not dare to make any noise at the Zuting Mountain Gate.
Wen Ning stood outside the square, his eyes faintly scanning the entire Maoshan, his eyes calm and calm.
This Maoshan Dharma Assembly seems to be an ordinary communication between colleagues, but in fact there is a hidden undercurrent. The world Baleful Qi is restless, and weird things happen frequently in the world. Maoshan, as the Daoist School bulk, takes the lead in gathering information and sorting out the chaos. It is by no means aimless.
Just as he was surveying his surroundings, a slightly stiff and distant voice came from his side.
"Wen Ning?"
His voice was neither hot nor cold, not as polite as welcoming guests, nor as familiar as an old friend meeting again. It was flat, even with a hint of deliberate coldness and alienation.
Wen Ning turned around and looked
Standing not far away is Shi Dajian, who was beaten up by Wen Ning last time.
After not seeing each other for many days, Shi Dajian became much calmer, but the way he looked at Wen Ning still contained a hint of resistance and unhappiness that was not easily noticeable.
At this moment, Shanmen Jieyin met again, Shi Dajian, as Maoshan senior brother, had to follow the courtesy Jieyin
Of course Wen Ning knows why Shi Dajian has such a bad attitude. No one can smile after being beaten.
"It's me."
Shi Dajian glanced at him, and his tone was formulaic
"I know you are invited to the meeting, so come with me. Most of my colleagues have already taken their seats inside, so I'm leaving you alone."
After saying that, he turned around and left. For an ordinary person, it would be a bit embarrassing to be treated so coldly, but Wen Ning is not an ordinary person.
Wen Ning followed him, walked along the corridor, and entered the Maoshan temple.
Now the place inside Maoshan that is not open to the public is already filled with monks from all over the place.
There are pure Daoist monks from small Daoist temples, masters of casual cultivating who travel around, and cultivators who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests. They sit down in twos and threes and chat in low voices. The atmosphere is peaceful, but there is also a hint of their respective circles and propriety.
Just when Wen Ning followed Shi Dajian in, several familiar looks came over him.
Wen Ning glanced at it and understood in his heart.
They are all familiar faces
They are all the monks from all walks of life who Canglang River joined forces to eliminate Evil Flood Dragon.
When Canglang River Evil Flood Dragon was born, he brought trouble to the world. In the end, it was Wen Ning who came to put an end to the whole mess.
Just as Wen Ning was observing the surroundings, he suddenly saw two people.
Wearing Celestial Master Mansion clothes, a person has a calm and immovable aura.
The person next to him is much more out-of-the-box. Although he is dressed in Daoist School, he is not very formal. He holds his chin in one hand and looks around boredly. He is not sitting down. It seems that he is uncomfortable being restrained in this seat.
Dragon-Tiger Mountain, Zhang Qingxuan, Zhang Siyu.
Wen Ning was instantly recognizable.
Zhang Siyu has such a temper that he can never sit still.
Also aware of the gaze, the girl holding her chin raised her eyes in boredom.
Looking past the moving figures, he bumped into Wen Ning.
Zhang Siyu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he almost jumped up from his chair
"Wen Ning"
The voice he spoke was quite loud, and several monks around him who were chatting in low voices all looked sideways.
Zhang Siyu was completely unaware and did not say hello to Zhang Qingxuan next to her. She stood up and squeezed through the crowd, knocking the backs of two people along the way and attracting several dissatisfied looks. She pretended not to see them at all.
In a few steps, she arrived in front of Wen Ning. She looked up and down with a look of surprise and joy on her face.
"It's really you. I was wondering if you would come this time, and sure enough you did."
She said, frowning
"You are so cool. You were lost to Lu Ming in the store again."
"There is a new person in my store, his name is Feng Dema, you haven't seen it yet, right?"
Wen Ning said with a smile
When Zhang Siyu heard this, his expression paused and he said softly
"Is this Heavenly Court dispatched again?"
Wen Ning didn't answer, just glanced at her lightly.
The meaning in those eyes is clear: What do you think?
While he was talking, Zhang Qingxuan had already stood up and walked over, bowing politely.
"Wen Xianzhang, you are well."
Wen Ning also returned the gift
Zhang Qingxuan After hearing these words of respect and humility, Wen Xianchang fell, and the low-pitched chatter around him became a little quieter.
You know, in Daoist School, the rules of etiquette and titles have always been strict and clear.
When fellow martial artists and mountain cultivators meet, no matter how high or low their cultivation level is or how big or small their sect is, the stronger one calls out to the leader, and the one who is of similar strength calls out to the friend.
Who is Zhang Qingxuan?
Dragon-Tiger Mountain Celestial Master Mansion is the leader, with noble status and profound Daoism. Looking at the world, Daoist School has enough strength and position to be at the forefront.
For a person of this status to bow and salute to a young man who looks to be in his early twenties and call him an immortal, he has already broken everyone's perception.
Countless cryptic eyes from all around focused on Wen Ning for an instant, hiding doubts.
As for those monks who had personally participated in the Canglang River's effort to get rid of the dragons, their minds were shocked at this moment, and they suddenly became enlightened, and all their previous doubts were solved.
Afterwards, everyone just thought that Wen Ning was a connected person who had great luck and was backed by Heavenly Court. Although his cultivation level was strong, he was just a mortal.
At this moment, everyone was completely stunned when they heard the immortal sound of Zhang Qingxuan.
Chang Wei also said that you don't know martial arts, so you are clearly Deity