Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live while preaching to animals

Chapter 206

Cheng Fan slowly opened the ebony box, and a soft green light spread.

Lying quietly in the wooden box were a pair of rings, a pair of earrings, two bracelets and four amulets, the green light was beautiful.

"Wow, Sister Huanhuan, look, it's so beautiful!" The

exclamations of Xiao Nannan and Xu Huan sounded outside the window.

Girls seem to have a natural affection for shiny things.

The crystal clear, without the slightest impurity, jade jewelry immediately caught their attention.

Even Cheng Fan couldn't help but admire: "Old Man Li, your craftsmanship is really ingenious!" "

Where is it, the main thing is that Xiao Cheng Daochang's material is good."

When Old Man Li heard Cheng Fan's praise, he was immediately happy.

Cheng Fan put away these ornaments and prepared to refine them into spiritual weapons.

After a rainbow fart, Li Meng helped the old man to visit the dripping view, and Cheng Fan also accompanied him.

Coming from the backyard to the main hall, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Old Man Li's eyes.

"Daoist Xiao Cheng, I didn't expect you to be quite nostalgic. The old man was like this when he came, but he didn't expect it to change at all.

Cheng Fan smiled and did not answer. He had just graduated and came back to inherit the Taoist temple, and that was it.

A recent college graduate, where did he get the money to make repairs?

When he had the money, he only did some simple repairs.

Completing system tasks can reward special buildings, isn't this more fragrant than spending money to expand yourself?

Old Man Li skillfully took out three incense candles and respectfully paid homage to the Three Qing Dao Ancestors.

sighed: "When the old man saw your parents for the first time, he saluted such three incense sticks, and everything was like the next day. "

Cheng Daochang never collects incense money, he told me that only by not forgetting the original intention and accumulating good deeds can we start and finish well." At first, I didn't believe it, but I thought he was talking a cliché, until later..."

Old Man Li was halfway through his words, his eyes suddenly lost concentration, and he seemed to be in reminiscence.

"What happened next?" asked

Cheng Fan impatiently.

Old Man Li calmed down, raised his head, looked at the sky outside the Taoist temple, and said with a somewhat confused look:

"Later, when I encountered a great disaster, it was the people I helped to help me make a comeback.

"At that time, I remembered Cheng Daochang's words and began to help the children as much as I could. I've come to this day safely. "

Revisiting the old place, it's a pity that I didn't see the two Taoist masters again.

Unconsciously, two faint tears appeared on the old man's face, slowly flowing down the vicissitudes of life.

Cheng Fan handed over a tissue and quietly acted as a listener.

At the same time, I was trying to recall everything about my parents.

Cheng Fan has been raised in a boarding school since he was a child, and his memories before high school have all become blurred.

The strange thing is that the more Cheng Fan tries to think about it, the more blurred his parents' faces will become.

If this happens to an ordinary person, then that's it.

But it is almost impossible for this to happen to a Jindan monk.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in Cheng Fan's heart.

Has his memory been tampered with?

Cheng Fan's heart has turned over the river and the sea, and on the surface, he is still listening to the story of Old Man Li quietly.

Later, the old man came to the Dishui Temple again, but this time the two Taoist masters were not there, and the gate of the Taoist Temple was closed, so I went down the mountain. The

old man still remembers that when he went down the mountain, the sky suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light. In a trance, I seemed to see a golden dragon and a green bird soaring in the sky, emitting a soft glow in the sun.

"That image is deeply engraved in my mind, and I will never forget it... This is also the origin of why the old man created the golden dragon and Qingluan.

Old Man Li smiled and shook his head, "Maybe it's because the old man is dizzy, but it's the first time that the old man has doubts about his skillful eyes." "

Old man, do you remember when that was?" Cheng Fan's heart lifted inexplicably.

Old Man Li tilted his head, pulled his beard again, and pulled off two or three at once.

"About fifteen years ago..."

Hearing this, Cheng Fan's pupils shook slightly, and he turned his head without a trace.

Fifteen years ago, it was about the same time that I started attending boarding school.

My own memories began to blur from then on.

Childhood memories are even more difficult to remember.

I can't even remember the name of my childhood friend.

"Speaking of which, Daoist Xiao Cheng, you seem to have a lot of relationship with that Qingluan, and you guessed it right at once.

Old Man Li's words woke up Cheng Fan.

Yes,

why do I know it's a Qingluan

? Why do I feel like

I'm related? Cheng Fan hates this feeling of being out of control.

"It's just luck, maybe I have a fate with the twenty-six immortals you gifted, hahaha.

When Old Man Li heard this, he nodded happily.

"In my opinion, Daoist Xiao Cheng has a fate with that Qingluan!"

"Speaking of which, in order to create them, the old man went to learn about them. Jin Long's information is easy to find, but Qingluan's information is very vague, and only a few words can be found. "

According to legend, the phoenix breeds nine chicks. Qingluan, also known as Cangluan, is one of the nine chicks and ranks fifth. In the phoenix, red is the phoenix and cyan is the luan. "

The wings are as green as the dawn sky, and it is said that the three blue birds under the Queen Mother of the West are a green luan. It is human-speaking, empathetic, and has the most beautiful voice in the world, but no one has ever heard it.

"It is also said that Qingluan is a bird born for love, singing only for love, but not for anything else. All his life he was looking for another Qingluan. But in this world, there is only one green bird..."

The little girl who pretended to copy the scriptures, but in fact quietly eavesdropped, suddenly heard it.

"Sister Huanhuan, why does Qingluan spend her whole life looking for another Qingluan bird? Doesn't it mean that there is only one Qingluan?" asked Xiao Nannan puzzled.

"Uh, Nannan, maybe Qingluan herself doesn't know that

she is unique?" Hearing this, Xiao Nannan said with some loss: "That Qingluan is so pitiful, she has such a beautiful singing voice, but she has been unable to make a sound, she must be very lonely, right?"

Xu Huan rubbed Xiao Nannan's hair, and said uncertainly: "Phoenix is so infatuated, especially Qingluan." Qingluan may mean love but not love..."

...

"Daoist Xiao Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Old

Man Li patted Cheng Fan's arm, and immediately woke him up from a state of distraction.

Cheng Fan put the old man's words in his heart, smiled and said: "Old man, the main thing is that you spoke so well that I have pictures in my head." "

Hahahaha... Stinky boy, what do you think?" the old man turned his head to look at his nephew Li Meng.

"Do you really want me to say?"

Li Meng looked at the second grandfather and then at Cheng Fan.

The two couldn't help but laugh, "Tell me about it

?" said sullenly: "There is only one Qingluan in the world, and she is only looking for love all her life, so isn't she a narcissistic bird?"

As soon as the words fell, the originally cold dripping water concept was suddenly filled with joyful laughter...