The mountain gate is set, the only thing left to do is to recruit disciples and disciples.

Nowadays, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a big cat and a kitten with a few cats.

If you open the mountain gate as wide as before and receive 300 disciples, not to mention whether so many people come here to see you, even if you accept them all, it will be another matter if you don’t teach them.

Xunfeng Temple lists the first lord, the three capitals and the five masters. Abandon the Taoist Hongyun, who is the master of the temple, even if Li Wenshu and the other two occupy the three capitals again, the five masters are still vacant!

How can so many disciples be managed?

The current plan is to cultivate the second-generation disciples into talents first. The key is the essence, not the number. Only the second-generation disciples gradually take on the main responsibilities, so that they can have the capital to open the mountain gate.

Taoist priests in Neijing lived for 600 years, and they had enough time to cultivate a group of disciples.

The sun was first on the treetops, and the Suizhou Xuanping Prefecture of Gu Shengguo, two Taoist robes and crowns and scarves were elegant and elegant. They were the two brothers Li Wenshu who came all the way to accept disciples.

Both Mi Xin and Lu Chunyang still practice Qi cultivation. Compared to accepting disciples, it is more important to improve their own cultivation.

This time I walked down the mountain and naturally had no chance of them.

After passing Chengguan, the crowds on the streets gradually increased. It happened that it was early morning, vendors selling fresh food were wandering on the streets, shouting.

"Buns, sell buns~ I just came out of the oven and had a hot bun~~ Two pennies cost, but they don't have to charge for them~~~~"

As soon as they entered the city, they heard a full shout, and their curiosity attracted the two of them to look at the vendor, but they were a short and tight black man.

Li Wenshu and Hong Yunzi are both moral people who have achieved success in their practice. They are convinced by fasting and have not had the habit of eating three meals a day for a long time.

But maybe the bun was fragrant or it became a little excited for a moment, Li Wenshu walked up to save a lot of money with a smile.

"This good fortune and longevity are so hard that I can give me two buns!"

"Okay!"

When the man heard that business came to his door, he hurriedly lifted the steamer piled up in front of him, and a hot air immediately emerged, with a sense of fairy clouds lingering.

He picked up the oil paper on the edge of the table, grabbed two big buns and handed them to the Taoist priest. However, the man smiled shyly, wiped his hands with his white bib, and then rubbed his hands and looked at Li Wenshu.

"For this Taoist priest, two vegetarian stuffings are wrapped in. These buns are made by my wife. They are really good and delicious. Taoist priest quickly try them while they are hot."

Li Wenshu recited the Vajra Wuliang Tianzun, and smiled and took the buns from the other party and tasted them.

"It's great, Mrs. Zun's craftsmanship is this."

The Taoist swallowed a mouthful of the stuffing of the bun, nodded with satisfaction, and raised a thumb to the dark man.

"Hehe, Taoist priest is over-reputable."

Hearing Li Wenshu's praise, the man smiled honestly, and then he took the big money that Li Wenshu had placed on the table before, and silently wiped the water vapor on his hands with the scarf in front of his waist.

"When did my junior brother fall in love with this food in the mortal world?"

Seeing that Li Wenshu was eating quite sweetly, Hong Yunzi asked curiously.

Unlike Li Wenshu, who has only been practicing Taoism for more than 40 years, Hong Yunzi has been practicing for more than a hundred years in his two lives, and has long forgotten the taste of eating in the mortal world.

"When I was not in the beginning, I most hoped for the day I went to the market every year. Only then would my father buy a bun for me and a candy man as a reward for walking dozens of miles of mountain roads. Even though I had been practicing for half a year, I still couldn't forget the taste of my childhood."

"Senior brother, do you want to taste the taste?"

After saying that, Li Wenshu handed another bun to Hong Yunzi and signaled him to reach out to catch it.

"Then I must taste it well."

Hong Yunzi laughed, then opened the oil paper and sent it to their mouths. When they reached their level, there was no need to worry that the food in the mortal world would defile the clean energy of the body. It would be okay to occasionally relieve the desire to relieve the mouth and stomach.

"It's really soft..."

However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly saw the dark man changing his face and opened a dirty hand that was exploring the steamer.

"You old pious woman came to steal my bun again. If I hadn't watched this stall, I would have sent you to see the official!"

Hong Yunzi looked up and saw that the owner of the dirty hands was a ragged woman.

The white silver hair seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, and it was like a bird's nest. The wrinkled face had not been cleaned for many days. The dark one after another was not sure whether it was mud or ash.

The Taoist was compassionate and couldn't bear to see the old woman being made difficult, so he couldn't help but persuade her.

"This old man is also pitiful. I think it's a helpless move to steal. Why don't you let me pay for her? I wonder what kind of good fortune and longevity are like?"

Hong Yunzi touched the sleeve bag, but he had no choice but to look at Li Wenshu with jewelry, gold, silver and wealth, and there was not even a piece of copper. He had no choice but to look at Li Wenshu with a look of help.

"Good fortune and longevity, this big money should be enough to buy two more buns."

Li Wenshu naturally would not refute his senior brother's face, and then took out two copper coins from his sleeve.

"By the way, I'll give you two radish pickled vegetables."

But the dark man hesitated abnormally and did not take the copper coins from Li Wenshu's hand, but instead sighed.

"Master, it's not that I'm too dark, it's that this thief is not worthy of sympathy. Look at it. If you helped her this time, she won't thank you for your kindness. You've beaten a dog with this bun!"

"Who are you scolding? Who are you scolding for being a dog? The Taoist priest is willing to pay for me. Could you stop doing business?"

The vendor tried to persuade him, but the woman was not happy. She was not ashamed of being caught for stealing. Instead, she held her hips and sneered at the dark man.

"You are bullying my old woman without children and without any dependence. Your conscience is eaten by a dog. Just your three-short look can satisfy your wife. One turtle man and the other stole the man is so good!"

"You! I met you, the first two times, and never gave you buns for free. But you are not satisfied, but also disliked the buns I gave you for no meaty smell and insisted on disrupting my business!"

"I just feed a dog, and I won't feed you an old guy with no conscience!"

The vendor was so angry that he had been squeezed out a sentence for a long time.

"You, you, I'm a little bitch, if you have ugly things that your mother has but not your mother raises, what's wrong with the old man eating you two buns. Just treat it as doing good deeds and accumulate good deeds, so that you can save yourself from being a pig or a dog in your next life. The old woman is accumulating virtue for you, do you know!"

Unexpectedly, the old woman was unreasonable and kept cursing the sturdy man.

"I, I just don't do your business anyway. Taoist priest returns. I won't do this business anymore!"

The vendor blushed and covered the stall with a cage, but he made up his mind to refuse to do the old woman's business.

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Chapter completed!