National Art: Opening Golden Bell Jar

But... I don't seem to know yet, what the hell is Maoshan's ancestral card, is it meaningful to be so stubborn?

He raised his chin at Zhuang Haoyun, "Mr. Zhuang, what kind of ancestral brand do you have, take it out and let me have a look."

Zhuang Haoyun looked around, and found that besides himself, there were three men standing next to Chen Yang, Xiaoge was standing not far away, and two gateposts were watching 200 meters away.

With so many people, he was not afraid of the other party's tossing, so he put the briefcase in his hand on the stone table and opened it.

Seeing this, the short and fat Taoist priest subconsciously wanted to come over, and Gao Qiang's side stood in front of him.

If you really want to talk about the spirit of brilliance, his aura is even better than that of Gazi and Di Xinxin.

However, the short and fat Taoist priest refused to take a break and insisted on squeezing over. Gao Qiang twisted his waist and arched the person out by leaning on his back.

Daoist Ma's face darkened, and before he was about to speak, he saw Chen Yang raised his hand, a brown light flashed, and the brown sign in the briefcase flew into his hand from a distance of one meter.

The plaque is small, 25 to [-] centimeters wide, [-] to [-] centimeters high, and about one and a half centimeters thick. It is covered with patterns and has a base underneath. If you don’t look carefully, it looks a bit like a spiritual plaque enshrined in the ancestral hall.

This brand is neither gold nor stone, and the weight is not light, weighing more than ten kilograms.

Chen Yang took it in his hand, weighed it first, then reached out and tapped it lightly, the sign made a muffled sound of "duk duk".

The volley camera he used to take the sign had shocked the four people in Maoshan. Of course, they could tell that Chen Yang had never been in contact with Zhuang Haoyun, so it was definitely not magic.

However, seeing him reaching out to knock on the ancestral card, Daoist Ma still said, "Chen Daoyou, this is my Maoshan ancestral card, and the palm meridian celestial master can only touch it after bathing. It is too much for you to do so."

Chen Yang didn't raise his eyes, as if he didn't hear him, he looked at the sign over and over again.

On the other hand, Gazi couldn't help it when he heard the words, and muttered in a low voice, "That's nice, don't you have to use a rag when wiping?"

He didn't want to tell the truth to the other party, according to Chen Yang's rules, without permission, there is no room for him to speak here.

Gazi just has a feeling in his heart, because every year during the Ghost Festival, his parents always take out the memorial tablets of his grandparents and offer incense. The things are usually placed in the box, and when they are taken out, they are covered with a layer of dust and have to be wiped. a bit.

But when he was talking to himself like this, Daoist Ma just took the opportunity to attack.

He sneered, and said proudly, "My Maoshan ancestral brand never needs to be wiped, and there will be no dust after 1000 years of storage."

When the people in Luohua Manor heard this, they were all slightly startled: It will not fall ashes for a thousand years - is this the magic of the ancestral brand?

Buddhism and Taoism often have rumors of supernatural phenomena, and even those who do not believe in ghosts and gods will inevitably be afraid of one or two.

Gazi's self-talk was stunned by others. In addition to being surprised, he was a little unconvinced, "There happens to be a construction site in the manor... Can you open our eyes?"

Daoist Ma gave him a vicious look, this is my Maoshan ancestral brand, you want to take it to the construction site to eat ashes?

To be honest, this request itself is disrespectful to Maoshan, but Daoist Ma has great confidence in Zupai.

So he didn't have a fit, but just looked at this extremely powerful guy coldly, "Do you want to open your eyes? You can! But if the ancestral card is really effective, what should you count as your offense to Maoshan?"

Gazi straightened his chest, and he was determined to admit death, "If it really works, I can make an apology. If you are not satisfied, you can also make a request."

Daoist Ma was about to speak when Chen Yang spoke without raising his head, "You don't need to know, this thing does have the effect of warding off evil spirits and eliminating dust. The formation is almost useless, but it can still last for quite a while. .”

Gazi immediately shut up when he heard the words, while Daoist Ma glanced at Chen Yang suspiciously, "Formation?"

Chen Yang still ignored him and continued to look at the ancestral cards.

Daoist Ma shut up resentfully, but some inexplicable expectations arose in his heart. .

Chapter 674

Chen Yang looked at the ancestral card for more than an hour before putting it on the stone table, and picked up the teacup to drink water.

Then he lit a cigarette and smoked it, wandering the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Everyone present knew that he must have some ideas, but no one dared to ask questions.

The four Taoist priests in Maoshan had a lot to say, but none of them took the initiative to speak.

After smoking a cigarette, Chen Yang drank two more sips of tea before sighing softly, "Maoshan has produced characters before."

Hearing the words, the short and fat Taoist raised his brows before he wanted to speak. He suddenly remembered that he had been reprimanded to the point where his seven orifices were bleeding, and he held it back.

Daoist Ma coughed lightly, "It's only natural. My Maoshan tradition has a long history, and outstanding figures emerge in endlessly."

"Hehe," Chen Yang smiled disapprovingly, and pointed to the ancestral tablet, "If this ancestral tablet is your Maoshan ancestor, then your family's orthodoxy is the same."

Except for Daoist Ma, the faces of the other three Taoist priests all changed—it can be said that this is a great insult to Maoshan.

On the contrary, Daoist Ma raised his brows slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke out, "What fellow Taoist said is not unreasonable. My Maoshan Taoism has a long history, but there have been many crises in the middle. This is 400 years ago. ZTE - Left by the patriarch of the orthodoxy."

Chen Yang nodded thoughtfully, "That's plausible... Let me just say, the founder of Kaipai shouldn't only have this level."

Hearing these words, the four people in Maoshan rolled their eyes—are you praising or scolding?

Daoist Ma's face darkened slightly, "Chen Daoyou's words, isn't it a little bit too much? My Zhongxing Patriarch is also a great virtuous man with a great reputation. As the younger generation, we should be careful to have admiration."

According to the legend, this patriarch of Zhongxing sorted out and excavated the classics of the predecessors, and he himself was highly cultivated, which restored Maoshan's decline. He believed that this patriarch, even though he could not compare with the patriarch of Kaipai, was not too different. big.

Chen Yang replied disapprovingly, "That's your patriarch of Maoshan. I can regard him as a senior, and it goes without saying that I admire him or something."

Having said that, he raised his finger and pointed at Zhuang Haoyun, "Aside from other things, Mr. Zhuang's ancestors are better than you, the founder of Zhongxing."

"Hehe, Zhuang Zhou?" Daoist Ma smiled disapprovingly, "My Maoshan is the descendant of the Shangqing..."

He didn't intend to be disrespectful to Zhuang Zhou, but when others said it was "Old Zhuang", Lao Tzu was always ahead of Zhuang Zi.

Chen Yang waved his hand and interrupted him, "I don't want to talk about such a long time ago, I just want to talk about the high merits and virtues that the dealer can get in touch with...better than the person who made this ancestor card."

Daoist Ma glanced at him, and asked meaningfully, "What do you mean by Chen Daoyou's words?"

"Hehe," Chen Yang chuckled again, "I told you, you don't understand, but if your Master of Palm Pulse is here, it's possible to communicate a little bit."

This is a bit arrogant, but the four Taoist priests have already felt it at this moment. They are not fake crazy, but have real talents and real learning.

They didn't dare comment on the other party's evaluation of Patriarch Zhongxing, and they didn't know what level of ascetics the dealer had come into contact with—anyway, what he said was plausible and seemed to be reliable.

The most important thing is that just by observing, people can see that there is a magic formation on the ancestral card to ward off evil spirits and eliminate dust. In this way, no one in Maoshan can match it.

Daoist Ma pondered for a moment, and asked aloud, "Dare to ask Chen Daoyou just stretched out his hand... What is the method?"

"It's just martial arts," Chen Yang replied flatly, "it's not Taoism... just practice hard."

Shooting objects in the sky is indeed a martial arts method, but...it can only be done by congenital masters.

When everyone heard the words, they were all silent, and after a while, Taoist Zeng threw her hands at the beautiful scenery, "Dare to ask friends, the iron pot just now...but used a storage device?"

She kept staring at the beautiful scenery because the iron pot appeared too abruptly, and the other three Taoist priests were fine. She happened to see the iron pot flying over out of thin air.

Previously, she thought that this might be some kind of sorcery, but when she heard the explanation from the other side, Senior Brother Ma, it was very organized and well-organized. Nine times out of ten, she was also a practitioner of Taoism. So she thought of the possibility of storing magic tools.

Therefore, the good scenery in her mouth has also become a "daoist friend".

Director Mei, on the other hand, behaved like a person in the system, and she was not afraid of empty words at all. She shook her head and said simply, "You think too much, I put it on the passenger seat, and it's not even packaged. dismantle."

The iron pan that was thrown out was indeed unpacked, and she is also a petty bourgeois consumption habit - how can a used iron pan be placed in a storage ring?

"Really?" Zeng Daogu glanced at her and pouted her lips regretfully—they were beaten to death and refused to acknowledge the account, what could she do?

When Ma Daochang heard such a conversation, his memories just now came back to his senses, and he had to take a good look at the scenery.

Strictly speaking, in the Maoshan School, he can be regarded as a model of self-discipline and single-minded practice. Even in terms of self-cultivation, he has strict requirements on himself, and his physique is stronger than others.

Today, he first saw a strong man, and then discovered that Chen Yang can "take objects in the void", so it doesn't seem very strange to add another woman with a magic weapon for storage.

Of course, for the current Maoshan School, and even for the cultivators of the entire Huaxia, the storage of magic weapons is also a legend.

However, the objects in the void have long since disappeared, and only exist in the tome. Isn't it still there now?

In short, he had already set off a storm in his heart, and he decided to get to know this master well after he went back.

After making up his mind, he still had to deal with the business. He couldn't ruin Mao Shan's reputation, so he cupped his hands at Chen Yang, "If you finish the details, Chen Daoyou, can you let me invite you back to the ancestral card?"

"This is inconvenient," Chen Yang shook his head, and replied solemnly, "Mr. Zhuang worked so hard to borrow this thing for me. I will not let him down. I need to study it for a few more days."

There was something in his words, and it sounded like - this thing is of limited use to me, but I don't want to pay it back now.

Zhuang Haoyun was even muttering in his heart: What does Master Chen mean by this, is a horse bone bought with a thousand dollars?

Daoist Ma's face is ugly again, do you really think that we are determined to eat Maoshan?

So he asked unhappily, "How many more days will it take?"

The Maoshan lineage has little influence in Funiu. It is mainly concentrated in the south of Funiu, and there are some in the northwest. But if the other party thinks that Maoshan has no ability at all in Zhengyang, then he doesn't mind letting the other party recognize it. Thousands of years of inheritance.

However, Chen Yang really didn't buy it at all, he shook his head, "It will take a few days to study it in detail, it's hard to say...Let your palm pulse masters come over and discuss with me."

Daoist Ma's face darkened even more, "What if our Heavenly Palm Master doesn't come?"

Could it be that you still plan not to return the ancestral card?

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Chen Yang bared his teeth and smiled, "If he doesn't come, then I'll just wait for him to come...Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

What the hell are you planning to use my Maoshan ancestral brand?Daoist Ma snorted coldly, "Will the teacher not come that day?"

In fact, when he speaks to outsiders, he is generally not so rude, and he can only make money by being kind... just doing things.

However, peers are not among them - as the old saying goes, peers are enemies.

"Then let's limit it to three months," Chen Yang glanced at Zhuang Haoyun intentionally or unintentionally.

That's right, it's three months. Now he really doesn't care about money or anything. The other party has the will and the courage to do some difficult things to deliberately flatter him. Then, of course, he will not disappoint those who support him.

Thousands of dollars to buy horse bones?Maybe, but he will charge as much as he has for such horse bones.

Of course, he also had to tell the Maoshan faction, "Fellow Daoist Ma, to be honest...if the Guimai Celestial Master doesn't come, I won't be the one who regrets it. That's all I said, and the Daoist friends will do it themselves."

At this moment, there was another loud noise from the door in the distance.

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Immediately afterwards, several walkie-talkies rang at the same time, "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, Director Yang is here again with his daughter, can you let me in?"

Everyone remained silent, Qiqi looked at Chen Yang - only he could make this kind of decision.

"That's right," Chen Yang muttered softly, and then raised his voice, "Then...let him go."

This time, Yang Yuxin's mother and daughter were brought here in a Porsche Cayenne with a Zheng Yang license plate. Anyway, the Gu family is not bad for curry favor.

Porsche drove the car to the No. [-] pump, and then stopped. Gu Jiahui and Yang Yuxin got out of the car.

I haven't seen each other for ten days, Gu Jiahui seems to have grown a little taller, and seems to have lost a little bit of weight.