Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 248 The magic weapon in the hands of the ancestors 【Subscribe! 】

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Zhang Qingyun also looked at the two people. Sun Yunlai was 1.8 meters tall, with a broad frame and a handsome appearance.

There is righteousness between the brows, but there is some disdain in the eyes.

Sun Dongtong was also tall and tall, with five strands of beard fluttering down, giving him an air of immortality.

Both of them have no false hair, Sun has a short cropped head, and Sun Yunlai even got a perm, so his hair is neither short nor long.These two masters and apprentices are quite fashionable.

"Yo?"

Zhang Qingyun was happy, not very capable, but not too airy: "Qingshan Gate, Sanqing Temple, Sun Changqing's disciples and grandchildren?"

"What's your attitude?"

Sun Yunlai frowned.

Zhang Qingyun sneered coldly: "It turns out that the disciples and grandchildren of the traitors of the teacher's school are here. They are not small, do you know the rules?"

"Bold!"

Sun Yunlai was a little annoyed. According to his seniority, Zhang Qingyun needed to call him uncle.

To call Sun Butong, his master would call him Shishuzu.

As a junior, not only was he not polite to greet him, but he also insulted his ancestors.

"Humph"

Zhang Qingyun snorted coldly: "Whose disciple are you? Your master didn't teach you, how should you respect your master?"

Sun Yunlai's face changed, Zhang Qingyun sneered and said: "Sure enough, the teacher is a traitor, his morals and ethics have fallen, and he doesn't know how to respect the teacher. His disciples and grandchildren are indeed the same, and this is also the virtue."

"you!"

Sun Yunlai was angry, but he was powerless to refute.

Even though the times have changed, even if the etiquette in the Taoist sect has been simplified, there is still a distinction between high and low status.

Zhang Qingyun is the head teacher, no matter how famous the Qingshan sect is, no matter how good the development is, no matter how senior the Sun is, they still need to pay respects to Zhang Qingyun first.

This is the rule, the rule that the entire Taoist sect needs to abide by.

If the master and the apprentice are friendly, even if Zhang Qingyun is not polite, he will not use his status to oppress others and treat each other coldly.

If you want to use seniority to suppress me, then I will use status to suppress you.

"Yun Lai, step back!"

Sun Butong moved a few steps, looked at Zhang Qingyun and said, "You're good at speaking."

This is sarcasm?

Or commendation?

Obviously, this is sarcasm.

A good word of mouth may not necessarily be a good skill.

Thinking of Sun Budong mentioning Patriarch Changling when he was in the hospital, with obvious disrespect, he even said that Patriarch Changling was useless as a disciple of the next generation
This is disrespectful!
"That's all."

Sun Butong let out a long sigh: "The juniors don't know how to respect the old and love the young, but the old man still understands etiquette. I've met the head teacher."

Sun Dong bowed his head and bowed.

Qingyun Temple has never been a sect, not a great teaching like Zhengyi Quanzhen.

However, Qingyun Temple has been divided into several branches, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a teacher.

This old man, the etiquette that should be saluted, why are you wronged?

As for the insult, Sun Changqing's insult to Zhang Changling, the founder of Qingyun Guan, was even more difficult to say. With words, even a dead person can cheat a corpse after hearing it.

Today, although Zhang Qingyun's words are not polite, they are already considered gentle.

Children and grandchildren don't comment rashly on the affairs of the ancestors. However, since Sun Yunlai is so ignorant of the rules, the poor can still swallow his anger, salute them seriously, and then treat them with good wine and good food?

"Free gift."

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly: "There is one thing I forgot to tell you. When Sun Changqing betrayed the teacher's school, he was expelled from the teacher's school by Patriarch Changling, so he can't be regarded as my Qingyunguan lineage."

Sun Tongtong's complexion kept changing, and he finally smiled: "Patriarch Changling expelled Patriarch Changqing, but my Changqing lineage is still Qingyunguan lineage."

To bear the humiliation?

Pindao is so rude, how can he still laugh?

Obviously, when you come to Qingyun Temple, you must ask for something.

"What do you think of this matter, I have no right to comment on it. However, the patriarch of Changling left a decree back then, and the Changkong, Changming, and Changqing lineages are not allowed to step into the Qingyun Temple."

Leaving this decree is enough to explain the anger in Patriarch Changling's heart back then.

Zhang Qingyun must not disobey the patriarch's last instruction and decree, otherwise he would be deceiving the master and destroying the ancestor.

"Headmaster."

Sun Butong was silent for a few seconds, and bowed his head: "For the sake of the same lineage, please borrow something from the master. After tonight, I will definitely return it."

"borrow things?"

Zhang Qingyun was full of confusion: "Is there anything in Qingyun Temple that is worthy of being borrowed by the master of the Sanqing Temple of Qingshan Gate?"

Apart from what Zhang Qingyun fiddled with, what else could Qingyun Temple have?
If more than 20 years ago, when everyone was still farming, Taoist temples had dung forks, shovels and other things that could be borrowed.

In addition to these, the utility room has been sealed for many years. I don’t know if there are any pots, pans, pans and spoons that have been corroded?

Now there are hotels and restaurants everywhere, not 30 or [-] years ago, when some Taoist priests went out, they had to cook for themselves on the way.

"Headmaster, the old Taoist wants to borrow the whisk"

What the hell?
whisk?

What are you doing with this thing?
Although the whisk is very tall, holding a whisk in one's hand is not the meaning of ordinary people, but in reality, the whisk is used by Taoist priests to repel mosquitoes when they meditate in summer.

Although there are many legends, the whisk is a magic weapon and a weapon. However, in reality, the whisk is really useless.

Could it be that this Taoist is also living in poverty, has no money to stay in a hotel, just finds a place to spend the night, and is afraid of mosquito bites, so he came here to borrow a whisk?
This is a bit of a bullshit.

Just looking at the clothes the two of them are wearing, they are both famous brands.

The value of a random piece of clothing can be used for a one-night stay in any hotel in Shanghai.

"You wait for me to bring you two whisks."

Whisk is an utensil that basically every Taoist temple has. There are several in Qingyun Temple.

It's not a valuable thing either, just give two handles.

"Teacher wait a minute."

Sun Butong said: "What the Taoist wants is not an ordinary whisk, but a whisk in the hands of the statue of the patriarch."

"Bold!"

Zhang Qingyun was angry, the patriarch is the belief of the disciples and grandchildren of Qingyun Guan, the statue of the patriarch, Zhang Qingyun can only clean and wipe it on the birthday of the patriarch, under normal circumstances, even if the statue is covered with dust, he dare not move it lightly.

In Zhang Qingyun's memory, the dust whisk in the hand of the patriarch has never been touched.

When Zhang Qingyun was a child, he used to look at the worn-out dust whisk in the hands of the statue of the patriarch, and asked his master Yun Sheng, why he didn't replace it with a new one.The real master Yunsheng said: "The dust whisk is the magic weapon of the patriarch before he became immortal. He ascended to immortality and became a must-have for the patriarch. Don't move it lightly. If you move the whisk in the hands of the patriarch, the patriarch will be humiliated in the fairy world."

Qingshan Gate insulted Patriarch Changling, and now he wants to snatch the magic weapon in the hands of Patriarch and insult Patriarch?
Don't move the things in your hands lightly, you will leave your hands only if you are forced or helpless.

Taking away the fly whisk from the patriarch's hand, doesn't it mean that the patriarch is in another world, forced to give up the magic weapon in his hand?

The implication is that it's not very good.

"A disciple of Qingyun."

Zhang Qingyun stared, Sun Butong smiled wryly and shut up: "Teacher Daoist, the old Taoist has encountered some troubles. He is haunted by two evil spirits. He needs to borrow the magic weapon from the patriarch to kill the evil spirits."

"Are you haunted by evil spirits?"

A smile appeared on Zhang Qingyun's face: "Tsk tsk. What sinful things do you have to do to be haunted by evil spirits?"

"Headmaster. Old Daoist is helping others to drive out ghosts. He doesn't have enough mana and is haunted by evil spirits."

Sun Tong's facial muscles kept twitching. You were about to die of anger, and you did something wrong. You are a seasoned master, and the Heavenly Masters in the Heavenly Master's House should pay you three points. What can you do wrong?

"You can't borrow whisks, but the poor have a way to kill evil spirits."

"any solution?"

As soon as Sun Different raised his head, he saw Zhang Qingyun's slightly playful expression, and was shocked. What this guy said next might not be good.

Sure enough, Zhang Qingyun said very seriously: "You two, who is still a boy, ghosts are most afraid of boys peeing."

"When the time comes, the evil spirits will come again, and you will scoff directly at the evil spirits."

Sun Butong's face is ashen, are you mocking someone?
The grandchildren of the old man are all in their 20s, how can they still be boys?

As for Sun Yunlai, his son is already in senior class this year.

Encountering evil spirits, taking out utensils?
Then piss on the evil spirit?

Your brain circuit is quite strange, evil spirits are so easy to deal with, and they can chase us like bereaved dogs?
"Headmaster."

"boom!"

The gate of the Taoist temple is directly closed.

Sun Buddy swallowed what he said next.

"master."

Sun Yunlai was a little angry.

Sun Buddy turned around and left. After taking a step, he frowned and his lips trembled.

The wound is not healed yet, it really hurts.

"Are we going back like this?"

"Otherwise what else?"

"Where are we going? Those two evil spirits."

"Where else can we go?"

Sun Buddy took a deep breath: "Find a place and trick some boys into urinating. You can inquire and see where there is a kindergarten. This place is the most secure."

Listening to the conversation between the master and the apprentice, Zhang Qingyun looked towards the backyard: "This old man just wants to borrow the whisk from the master of the ancestor. Is it really a magic weapon?"

"But, I have to go to class every day, the birthday of the patriarch, and I have to clean up the statue, why didn't I see it?"

Zhang Qingyun walked quickly to the Shentang: "If it's really a magic weapon, then it's really a mistake. No, it's not a mistake, it's the level of the magic weapon, which is beyond the range of my strength perception, and the level is not low."

Zhang Qingyun's heart instantly became hot.

　Still need to take a few hours off to hang my son in a bottle
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　　kowtow!

　　
　
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