Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

 The moon is bright in the sky.

Chi Yuan Lao Dao slowly walked into the main hall, took three sticks of agarwood from the incense table, lit them on the sesame oil lamp, held the palms of his hands in front of his chest and offered the incense, then inserted it into the incense burner in front of him, and looked up The majestic and domineering Patriarch in front of him wiped the ashes on the base with his sleeve.

"Master Patriarch, more than ten years ago, my disciples followed your instructions in dreams and took the girl back to this Taoist temple that was in ruins and waiting for redevelopment. Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time really flies. Eleven years Now, Qingping Temple has developed from a ruined temple with air leaks everywhere, a leaky roof, and flimsy doors and windows to now with a golden roof, and you, too, have gone from a toppled, damaged and dirty clay statue to a golden body sculpture now. , It’s not easy.”

While wiping the incense ashes, Chi Yuan Lao Taoist sighed: "Back then, Taoism was in decline. In fact, the disciples had no idea whether they could revitalize the Taoist temple. Fortunately, the child was extremely talented and could learn everything quickly. You have learned well. To be honest, you have also looked at the scale of Qingping Temple now. You have a golden body, a golden roof, and thousands of pilgrims. All of this depends on that girl. This girl in our family is lazy. He is really lazy, but he is also really smart. He is brave in words but soft in heart. He keeps everything we think and hope in his heart. We, Qingpingguan, have a successor, so we should treat it as a blessing, right?"

"Master Patriarch, the next master of Qingping Temple has grown up, and the disciples should continue what they failed to accomplish in the past, punishing evil and defending the Tao. The traitor Chi Zhenzi is still alive, and the disciples must teach him the right path, but I don't know if the disciples are still alive. Do you have the opportunity to continue to serve you? If not, don’t be upset, Grandmaster. We still have people, and the child will go further and wider with Qingpingguan. You should protect her and be tolerant. After all, the child’s temperament grows like this. , isn’t that what we are used to?”

 The incense burns a little too fast.

The Patriarch looked down at him with dissatisfaction. They knew who was used to it.

Old Taoist Chi Yuan licked his lips, untied a wine gourd, took another wine glass and poured a glass of wine, placed it in front of the Patriarch, and continued: "Actually, if you don't get used to it, you can't do it. She's here, but it's still... The fate of our Qingping Temple, otherwise your golden body would not be known where it is? Grandmaster, Qingping Temple has been resurrected from the dead, and there is a tendency to develop into a grand temple. I have no regrets. I dare to see my master even if I die. Ancestor. The only thing the disciple is afraid of is, if I die, what will happen to this child?"

After being a master and apprentice for more than ten years, he knew Qin Liuxi's character very well. Although she always talked about usurping the throne, the fact was that she wanted to sit in this position for a long time, even if she did nothing. It's also good to be a mascot.

That’s why she is so persistent in extending her lifespan. For this reason, she does not hesitate to find the most rare treasures in the world to refine elixirs in order to find the opportunity to build a foundation for herself. To put it bluntly, isn’t she afraid of her own death?

 What she wants is to live, and the only thing she wants is her own company.

Well, if she was really cold-hearted, he would be able to relax.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Qingyuan came in with an oil lamp. Seeing Chi Yuan Taoist chattering non-stop, he couldn't help but curiously stepped forward and said sharply: "What are you doing here, Grandmaster?" Toasted?"

Chi Yuan Lao Taoist coughed and said: "I will leave the temple to retreat tomorrow. Before I leave, I would like to offer a toast to the ancestor and a glass of wine."

Qingyuan put down the oil lamp in his hand, frowned and said: "You are just going to retreat, it's not like you won't come back, and it won't..."

"Qingyuan." Old Taoist Chi Yuan pressed his shoulders and interrupted him: "After I leave, you will have to take care of all the affairs of Qingping Temple. Our young master is a great person. As a director, she can earn some sesame oil money for the temple and give Qingping Temple a facelift. This is her limit. You should handle those trivial matters yourself and don't bother her with them, otherwise she will be in trouble for being such a loser. That’s right. She is not the person to do these trivial things.”

Qingyuan felt a little uneasy: "Guanzhu..."

The viewer is strange.

"When I'm not in the Taoist temple, I have her in front of me to deal with all kinds of troubles for good people, and I have you guarding the Taoist temple in the back to deal with all kinds of trivial matters. I feel relieved. Qingpingguan has always aimed to promote Taoism with kindness, and doing good is our Qingpingguan Inevitably, the annual donation cannot be cut off. In addition, if the child is lazy and stops taking over the work while I am away, you should also persuade her. Don’t let her stop doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. The sesame oil money is here. Secondly, as the merits accumulate, they are both good and bad for her."

"Master, don't be like this, I'm very panicked." Qingyuan had a round face and felt more and more panicked inside. An unlucky word came to mind. Guanzhu's attitude was as if he was going to leave without looking back and was giving his last words in advance.

Old Taoist Chi Yuan smiled and said: "Why are you panicking? I'm just reminding you first that as soon as I leave, everyone will follow me as if no one cares about them, and they won't do anything. Especially Young Master, remember If you stay with me, no matter what happens, I will persuade her to smooth things over."

 After he finished speaking, he left the main hall.

Qingyuan watched blankly as the slightly thin figure disappeared from the threshold and disappeared into the darkness. When did the viewer become so old?

Qingyuan felt a little cold on his face. He reached out and touched it, and there were tears.

He turned back, looked at the Patriarch, and murmured, "Grandmaster, is he going crazy?"

 Okay, tell me what to do?

He picked up the oil lamp and left, and in the huge main hall, a low sigh seemed to spread.

After a long time, someone lifted up the red velvet covering the desk and came out. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the door of the hall with his head tilted. He looked blankly and didn't know what he was thinking.

Chi Yuanlao returned to the secret room in the back mountain and offered a stick of incense to the memorial tablets of all past temple masters. Then he picked up his own life tablet and looked at the shallow crack on it with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

He sat cross-legged in the Tai Chi Bagua array, making secrets with his hands and muttering mantras in his mouth. A stream of spiritual energy circulated around him, like a small vortex. The spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips, and he guided his destiny. Card, repair the cracks bit by bit until there is no trace left.

 Poof.

 He spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, his face turned pale, and he felt quite sluggish.

 But seeing that the life card was intact, he still grinned. He could hide it for a while. As long as the name card was intact, she would not suspect anything.

  Hey, as a master, it’s only right to be cautious.

Chi Yuanlaodao put the life tablet back to its original position, and then picked up the life tablet belonging to Chi Zhenzi from the side corner with a deep look in his eyes.

More than thirty years ago, he escaped once, and he could not be allowed to escape a second time.