Xuanmen Trail Is Also in a State of Turmoil Today

There is an unwritten rule in Qingyun Temple of the Zhengyi Sect—— If you see black smoke coming from the alchemy room, go to the back mountain to dig sweet potatoes. If you smell the aroma of meat in the dining room, go down the mountain and borrow an iron pot. Lu Zhaozhao, the treasure of Quanyin Zhenguan, has three good qualities: Burn the beard of the ancestor, stew a chicken that can speak human language, and fry the sedan chairs of the royal family and nobles. That year, there was a peach blossom snowfall in the capital. The cold-faced prince was trapped in the toilet by a ghost for three days. The little Taoist nun came to negotiate the price with a yellow talisman: "Fifty taels of silver for breaking evil spirits, and you will be charged for mental damage if you take someone away." That year Xuanmen held a gathering of heroes The thousand-year-old eminent monk sat with her to discuss Zen, and she took out the charm and roasted the rabbit: "Master, how can you save all sentient beings when you are hungry?" Later historical records recorded On the night when the new emperor ascended the throne, the dragons of the whole country shrank in the temple and cried: "Whoever loves to suppress is the one who suppresses me this time! That crazy girl said she wanted to use me to make Chinese knots!" —— [Heartless metaphysical perpetual motion machine vs. The unlucky prince who is forced to clean up the mess every day] (Orthodox Cultivation of Immortality × Market Fireworks × Daily Sand Sculpture, taking you into the most hard-core fishing posture of Taoist workers)