Pindao's Immortal Cultivation Game Comes True

Chapter 88 Only one hundred million.

I saw a woman walking over carrying a tray with three small bowls in it.

"Daoist Jingde, please drink porridge!"

A Taoist priest, please drink porridge.

Let the Taoists feel happy.

From President Jingde's expression just now, how could they not know that they were blaming themselves and others for not being able to look like they slumped on the chair.

Now that Miss Yang Ying has brought porridge again, and when Chairman Jing De drinks the porridge, he will be like waiting for someone else, then...should be fine?

"Thank you Layman Yang Ying."

Jingde Laodao smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help but praise the good porridge in his heart.

When he took the small bowl from the tray and was about to drink it directly, he was interrupted by a voice.

"Slow down, Daoist Jingde, please sit down and drink!" Xuan Qing said in a calm voice.

heard.

A young temple master next to the old Taoist quickly moved the chair over, "President Jingde, the temple master Xuanqing is right, you should sit down and eat porridge."

"This"

Old Taoist Jingde hesitated slightly, but finally sat on the chair.

I looked at the porridge in the bowl.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this porridge, or maybe I am too old to keep up with the times, and now it is popular to drink porridge sitting down?

"Fellow Daoist Ru Xiao, this layman, sit down too!"

Ru Xiao and the bald man looked at each other, and the old man sat down, so there was no reason for them to stand.

Subsequently.

The old Taoist Jingde, who was suspicious, did not dare to drink more, and took a sip from the small bowl.

Gulu~ lower abdomen!

"Sigh~"

Jingde Laodao gasped, then stood up, looking at the porridge in the bowl with a regretful expression.

"Little friend Xuanqing, you... you can let the old Taoist talk about you."

"Why are these treasures being used to make porridge and rice? It's a waste of everything~" Old Taoist Jingde lamented.

Everyone was taken aback by Jingde Laodao's expression.

Ru Xiao who was on the side was about to drink porridge, but he was too frightened to drink any more. He tugged on the old man's sleeve and asked in a low voice:
"Grandpa, what's the matter with this porridge!"

"Ugh!"

The old Taoist Jingde let out a long sigh, then looked at a group of Taoists, and asked:
"Did you just feel hot all over, sweating profusely, and felt hearty at the same time as your belly bulged?"

"Yes, President, you are quite right."

"Yeah, I can't get up after lying on the chair after drinking the porridge."

A group of Taoists explained the situation just now one by one.

At this time.

Jingde Laodao pointed to the rice porridge in the bowl with his finger, and explained: "Then do you know what kind of raw materials are used to make this rice porridge?"

The crowd shook their heads.

See this scene.

Xuan Qing was also very curious, could it be that the old Taoist Jingde knows Lingmi, and there are some secrets hidden in this world that he doesn't know.

next moment.

"Ginseng is a treasure for ten years, and a spirit for a hundred years. In this rice porridge, at least one ginseng with medicinal power of hundreds of years is used to make it."

"The spirit ginseng that my little friend sold to the old man last time, the old man took the next section of the ginseng and soaked it in wine, and the effect was just like this rice porridge." Jingde old man was deeply moved.

As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone felt their eyelids tremble and their hearts beat suddenly.

"Hundreds of years of spiritual ginseng?"

"Hiss, Pindao read a piece of news before, a ginseng plant more than 100 years old was auctioned for millions of dollars."

"It's too expensive for Xuanqing Guanzhu."

"Yes, according to what the president said, how much are these hundreds of years of spiritual ginseng worth?"

Listening to the round of the young priests.

Old Taoist Jingde stretched out a finger and explained: "One hundred million, I will tell you the poor one. The last time the poor one spent one hundred million to buy that spiritual ginseng from little friend Xuanqing."

He is really convinced.

I thought that I had practiced Taoism for most of my life and looked down on everything, but I couldn't do it to the point of sharing the 'spiritual ginseng of hundreds of years'.

even
In his heart, there was also the idea of ​​whether he should match his granddaughter and become a Taoist couple with this little friend Xuanqing.

Such a state of mind is rare in the world, no... not rare, but the only one in the world.

now.

quiet!
The entire dining room was extremely quiet.

One billion! !
Ginseng worth [-] million was used to cook porridge like this.

Even Yang Ying, who was cooking the porridge, was taken aback. She never expected that the spiritual porridge she drank every week was made with hundreds of years of ginseng.

All the young Taoist priests were also dumbfounded.

They couldn't believe that the porridge they drank just now was so precious. Based on this price, wouldn't it be equivalent to drinking a bowl of porridge just now?

Seeing that everyone was stunned.

Xuan Qing couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

When Jingde Laodao knew about "ling rice", it turned out to be misunderstood as porridge mixed with spirit ginseng.

but.

But he didn't explain it either. It can't be said that this thing is called Lingmi. Is it that Pindao took it from Journey to the West, or planted it by his boy fat girl?
"Don't be like this, everyone, just eat."

"It's almost time. The temple inheritance ceremony is about to start. Pindao will go outside to give lectures to the people in a while. You might as well go and have fun!"

Xuan Qing cupped his hands at the crowd.

"The trail is a bit poor, and there is nothing else to return such a precious spiritual porridge, so I can only give Daoist Xuanqing a boost."

"Pin Dao will grind the pen for Fellow Daoist Xuan Qing!"

"Blessings of Boundless Life, Porky Daoist sings and recites the lyrics to fellow Taoist Xuanqing!"

"Go together, go together, Xiaodao will drive piles and hammers for fellow Taoist Xuanqing!"

Everyone has been completely convinced by the porridge worth the 'small goal' in their hearts, and they all clamored not only to go to the ceremony, but also to build momentum.

This scene.

The old Taoist Jingde, who saw his age, couldn't help but feel excited.

"Okay, if little friend Xuanqing doesn't dislike it, the old Taoist will give you this temple inheritance ceremony and be a witness!"

Jingde Laodao stood up and said loudly.

"Please!"

Xuan Qing had a smile on his face, filled with joy in his heart.

This temple inheritance ceremony represents the inheritance of descendants. In addition to offering sacrifices to the ancestors, it is also an announcement to the world. Naturally, the more lively the better.

Mountainside.

In the middle of the small square.

The crowd was surging, rubbing shoulders, and everyone was looking forward to the direction of the high platform that was built.

suddenly.

thump~
The sound of a huge copper bell being struck echoed from the stereo.

"The Changling City, Liucheng County, and Qingping Guancheng Temple Conferences have officially begun." The host held a microphone and shouted loudly.

"Next, please invite the Taoist priest Xuanqing, the witness, Taoist priest Jingde, the temple master Xuanjing, the temple master Xuanming, and the temple master Xuanling to worship the heavens and pray for the ancestors!"

The ceremony is not long, only a few minutes, but it is worth seeing.

After many years of development, Daomen has accumulated a complete set of procedures, which are interesting and vivid, but at the same time show the cultural heritage of Daomen.

(End of this chapter)