"Ah, it turns out that it is Master Yang Guan. Xiaodao has been neglected. Please wait for Master Yang Guan. Xiaodao will report immediately."

Hearing Yang Chenyu's self-reported title, the Taoist priest was shocked. He didn't know what the Qinglong Temple in Fengming Mountain was, but the other party was also a lie. If he said that he was a liar, he would dare to come up like this?

Forget it, I am just a salary-taking errand, so I'd better report it and let others make the decision. As the Taoist priest said, he turned around and entered the door used to isolate the inside and outside.

The Taoist priest reported to the Taoist boy who was in charge of the gate, and the Taoist boy reported it step by step, and was pinched to the Lord of Transformation.

"All dogs and cats are coming to the door. The master of the temple is diligent in practicing. You don't need to disturb these trivial matters. Well, the other party is the master of the temple after all, and it is not easy to neglect it. You can go to the reception in person. Don't let fellow Taoists underestimate our Danding Temple. As long as there is no money involved, you can make the decision."

The Lord of Hua is an old Taoist priest in his fifties. Due to the development of the Danding Temple, the Lord of Hua has made great contributions, so he has great power in the Danding Temple. Even the Lord of Zhike has to obey his instructions.

After hearing the words of the Lord, the Zhike hurriedly left the room. In the Danding Temple, Zhike had almost no power. All the things that Zhike should do were basically handled by the staff of the scenic area. This Zhike also became a Taoist boy who was almost a mess.

Yang Chenyu and the others waited outside for less than a moment, and a middle-aged Taoist priest came out inside. Under the guidance of the fake Taoist priest before he got close to him, he sang a chant: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Master Yang Guan, I am polite to watch the alchemy tripod and visit the Qingfeng of the guest."

Then the two Taoist priests greeted each other again: "Master Qingfeng, don't be so polite, just call me fellow Taoist." Yang Chenyu knew that this Zhike was a true Taoist priest. Although he was just a Zhike to come to receive him, Yang Chenyu would not be surprised. After all, Qinglong Temple is too famous, and it is considered to be a compassionate person to send people to receive him.

Under the leadership of Zhike Qingfeng, Yang Chenyu and the God of Wealth entered the ruins courtyard on the top of the mountain without any obstacles.

Although this place is nominally used to place the remains of the alchemy real person, it is actually the private place for the Taoist priests of the alchemy temple in this world.

Each ticket costs 5,000 yuan. No wonder they can't see a tourist even when they walk to the top of the mountain. I guess they have learned about this situation and don't have to go up the mountain. Who would be willing to spend 5,000 yuan just to see a giant cauldron? And those big bosses won't come at this time, but they held back their energy and waited for the New Year to fight for wealth.

The courtyard of the ruins is quite quiet. Along the way, there will be children passing by from time to time to greet the guests.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, should you visit the real person's molt first or go to the Taoist sanctuary for a short rest?" As he walked, Qingfeng asked, ready for the next arrangement.

"Friend Qingfeng, let's pay tribute to the remains of the real person first, so as not to be disrespectful to the real person."

Yang Chenyu's first goal is to go to the huge alchemy tripod, so he naturally won't miss the opportunity.

Qingfeng then called a little Taoist boy, gave a few instructions, and took Yang Chenyu and the others to the highest point in the view.

In fact, you can see the huge body of the alchemy outside the courtyard wall. When you get closer, Yang Chenyu is slightly shocked by the momentum that is like a mountain pressing on the top of the top.

The entire alchemy tripod is about twenty meters high, like a hill squatting there, with all kinds of cloud patterns and flower tables spread out, and the dragon mouths stand proudly, emitting a circle of faint yellow light under the warm winter sun.

Such a huge alchemy tripod! Yang Chenyu could see it for a moment and was a little crazy. No wonder he was named after the alchemy tripod instead of the alchemy furnace.

At this time, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but think of an ancient poem: Wipe the alchemy furnace and adjust the stone marrow, and fill the green cauldron to produce gold essence. I believe that when Laojun was refining the alchemy, the medicinal materials he invested in every time were probably counted on small hills, including dragon bones, phoenix marrow, heaven and earth treasures, countless treasures.

That was the golden age for those who practice Taoism. Yang Chenyu couldn't help but sigh. Not to mention that the precious materials and treasures were everywhere at that time, the abundance of spiritual energy between heaven and earth alone made the earth blessed heaven and cave everywhere. Even ordinary animals were influenced by such spiritual energy, it was easy to open up their spiritual wisdom and embark on the road of cultivation.

As for humans with all spirits, it is common to achieve golden elixirs for decades and become immortals for hundreds of years. The monsters and ghosts are rampant in the world, and the Qi Refiners stage a series of stories of killing demons and eliminating demons and maintaining the Taoist priests of heaven and earth.

To this day, spiritual energy is exhausted, the heaven is abandoned, and atheism is popular. No matter what kind of divine priest is the four continents of Yanhuang, Taixi, Nanman, and Xinlu, it has rapidly declined under the rapid advancement of modern technology.

Faith does not exist, miracles do not exist.

Yang Chenyu was full of thoughts at this time, but Zhike Qingfeng, who was waiting by the side, was a little impatient. As for the God of Wealth, he had been excited to take pictures around with his mobile phone, and he didn't know where he had gone.

After a while of coming to his senses, Yang Chenyu smiled apologetically at Qingfeng, and then he used his divine thoughts to observe the huge alchemy tripod.

This alchemy tripod is quite consistent with the description in the Taoist scriptures. The whole body is made of red copper. Most of the cloud patterns engraved on it are something that Yang Chenyu had never seen before. He secretly remembered it in his heart. After he was about to try the purpose of these cloud patterns after he went back.

In addition to the cloud pattern, the alchemy tripod has an image of a divine beast engraved on each side. Although it is a little different from now, Yang Chenyu still recognized it, namely Qinglong, Xuanwu, Vermillion Bird, and White Tiger.

I guess this is the four spirit beasts used by Laojun to suppress spiritual medicines in the furnace.

It can be imagined that before ancient times, in the prehistoric times, Laojun had not yet attained enlightenment, so he had to use red copper as material to cast a elixir. However, all the medicinal materials used to refine alchemy are ancient spiritual objects. This type of medicinal materials is no more than the immortal things planted in Yang Chenyu's own medicinal garden.

Ordinary red copper alchemy cauldrons cannot suppress them, so Laojun extracted the four spirits and poured them into them to suppress medicinal materials.

However, Yang Chenyu was disappointed. The appearance of the alchemy tripod did not contain the so-called four spirit aura. Even the ordinary spiritual aura was extremely weak, and there was no sign of the momentum of the alchemy real person's remains.

"Hey?" Just as Yang Chenyu gently penetrated his spiritual thoughts into the inside of the alchemy, he couldn't help but let out a light cry, his face turned pale, and he was even more tired than doing the method to Xingyu.

"What's wrong? Fellow Daoist Yang?" Qingfeng, who had always seemed a little inadvertent, was alarmed by Yang Chenyu's whisper. Seeing Yang Chenyu's face suddenly turn pale, he couldn't help but ask with concern.

After all, the other party is the master of the same view. Although he is not famous and has never heard of it, if something goes wrong with his own Taoist temple, then the master will blame himself for his poor hospitality and his reputation as a Taoist temple. Therefore, Qingfeng dares not neglect at this time.

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