Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 54: Heaven gave birth to you An Pingjie again, and the long night has come to an end again!

Immortality Temple, in front of the mountain gate.

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The sound of wind, the sound of white cranes waving their wings, and the sound of leaves rustling sounded one after another.

The white crane that was originally flying in mid-air slowly lowered its height when it was away from the top of the mountain.

What followed was a strong wind caused by the waving wings of the white crane blowing across the top of the mountain.

Under the eyes of everyone who were extremely surprised and stunned.

I saw a huge shadow descending from the sky, swallowing the ground on the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed, shrouding the heads of everyone present.

Then, the shadow gradually shrank.

At this time, I saw the purple-robed Taoist standing on the white crane, with a solemn and majestic expression, looking at the people in the audience coldly with a hint of coldness in his slender eyebrows.

Whoosh—

The next second, under the gaze of everyone, the purple-clothed Taoist waved the dust in his hand and stamped his feet. He immediately jumped into the air and flew more than two meters into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the white crane did not stop, but passed over everyone's heads even faster.

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There was another gust of wind.

The white crane flew away.

But the purple-robed Taoist was still flying in the air.

"What is this Taoist priest... going to do?" A villager exclaimed, pointing at the purple-robed Taoist priest who was flying in the air and about to fall.

"He...does he want to come down like this? This...this is dangerous!" Another villager shouted an octave higher.

At this moment, everyone's eyes followed the two villagers' exclamations and followed their gazes towards the purple-robed Taoist Priest in mid-air.

Their eyes were filled with confusion, worry, and confusion, as well as a little confusion.

Right in plain sight.

The inertia of the Taoist in purple disappears and is replaced by the inertia of falling due to gravity.

At this time, the Taoist in purple swung the whisk in the air, holding the whisk in one hand and holding it behind his back with the other hand.

There is a sense of immortality in every gesture.

Then, I saw the Taoist in purple slowly falling from the sky.

The height is about 5 or 6 meters.

Just when he was about to reach the ground, the Taoist in purple touched the ground with his toes, and then stood very steadily on the ground in front of everyone. 170

"This is really an immortal... He fell so slowly... Moreover, nothing happened after he came down... This must be an immortal!" A villager whispered in horror.

"This Taoist master will definitely... know those Taoist spells. You can tell by looking at the speed of his descent! This, this is really a Taoist master!"

The villagers started talking again, their voices not only shocked but also filled with deep respect.

After all, this was the first time for everyone to see a Taoist priest with such an immortal spirit, and they subconsciously thought that this Taoist priest must be a very powerful person, an immortal.

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Seeing this scene, Wang Hai frowned.

This purple-robed Taoist priest has some skills. He can fall from a height of several meters, touch the ground with his toes, and land lightly, which is enough to illustrate the skill of this purple-robed Taoist priest.

It's really not simple.

A person with such ability still wears purple Taoist robes and rides a white crane, which shows the status of this Taoist priest in Taoism.

Such a person can come to An Pingjie's funeral...

Is Anpingjie really simple? Is he really just an ordinary person? Are the results of their investigation during this period really accurate?

And, the idea that I was proud of and always believed that there was someone behind the scenes controlling Anping Yue's funeral was really correct.

These questions have been lingering in his mind since the beginning, and countless question marks appeared in front of his forehead.

Zhao Haizhu held his chin, no longer shocked, but stared straight at the purple-robed Taoist who landed on the ground, murmuring: "This Taoist is quite capable, how did he get down? Qinggong? Or Taoist magic?"

"Old Wang, do you think that Taoist master knows Qing Gong?" Zhao Haizhu touched Wang Hai with his arm and asked curiously.

Wang Hai glanced at Zhao Haizhu leisurely and sighed.

He now feels that it is a good thing that his partner is Zhao Haizhu.

At least, Zhao Haizhu is a real person who has no hard-headedness. He knows what he sees and what he hears is true. He is quite good. Unlike him, he thinks a lot and his thoughts turn quickly. He can find a glimmer of light in the details and continue investigating. .

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, he can only count on himself for everything, just like now.

He was brainstorming and analyzing (ccfh) here, while Zhao Haizhu was surprised how the Taoist master came down from the high altitude, whether he knew Qinggong or used Taoist magic.

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Wang Hai glanced at his "good partner" resentfully and nodded: "Yes, this Taoist master should be able to do Qinggong and have some Taoism.

This is not because Wang Hai is perfunctory with Zhao Haizhu, but in Taoism, qinggong really exists. Although it is not like what is described in martial arts novels, it can fly over the walls, climb over the tiles, step as fast as flying, and jump several meters away in one step. More than ten meters is so exaggerated.

Wang Hai once saw a documentary where a Taoist priest jumped from a high platform of about ten meters and landed unhurt.

But the Taoist priest's falling posture was not as elegant and light as the purple-robed Taoist priest.

When Fang Zheng saw this scene on his mobile phone, he frowned and his expression was more serious than ever.

Several meters in the air, falling lightly, this Taoist in purple is indeed very powerful, already a little beyond the scope of ordinary people.

He is already considered to be an expert in the world.

Of course, this kind of extraterrestrial expert is not the kind that transcends their cognition. They are just much better than ordinary people, but they can be explained by certain science.

"Look at the purple-robed Taoist, pay attention to whether he has headphones in his ears, and whether there are any flaws in his clothes. Also, pay attention to the details. You must not miss any details. Do you hear me clearly?" Fang Zheng looked at the purple-robed Taoist. , hands crossed in front of the bridge of the nose, eyes cold and solemn.

Now he felt more and more that something was wrong with the funeral, and he felt more and more that this funeral was by no means as simple as it seemed.

Although, everything is developing in an unpredictable direction now, and everything is also developing in an unexpected direction.

But Founder still hasn't changed his mind, that is, to look for flaws and observe details as much as possible.

Even if there is a loophole in the robe, whisk, or behavior, etc., they can use this loophole to expand and extend until they find out all the truth about the matter!

But this does not mean that Fang Zheng has always believed that Anpingjie's funeral was manipulated and that someone was deliberately creating a sense of mystery for Anpingjie.

If they don't find any flaws or extremely unreasonable things after some investigation, then they have another thing to consider.

That is, what is Anpingjie’s true identity?

Hear the words.

Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu nodded heavily at the same time, looking past the crowd and looking intently at the purple-robed Taoist Priest who had just fought on the ground, his Taoist robes fluttering and swaying, like an immortal coming to the world.

At this moment.

Just as the purple-robed Taoist fell from mid-air.

Standing in front of the Changsheng Guanshan Gate [A Taoist priest in blue with his back to the Changsheng Guanshan Gate.

Led by Grand Priest Gao.

Taoist priest Gao lowered his head slightly when he saw the Taoist in purple standing on the ground.

He put his left hand on his right hand, bowed deeply, and paid his respects. At the same time, he respectfully shouted: "Greetings to Grandmaster Qingxu."

Immediately afterwards, a group of young Taoist priests behind Grand Priest Gao also imitated Grand Priest Gao, bowed deeply, performed the salute, and shouted: "Greetings to Grandmaster Qingxu!"

For a moment, the sound was deafening, resounding on the top of the mountain, hovering in everyone's ears, and lingering in everyone's hearts.

"Grandmaster...what does Grandmaster mean?" A villager was stunned for a moment and looked at everyone in confusion and asked.

"No...I don't know, I've never heard of a grandmaster."

At this time, a young man in the crowd stepped forward, looked at the purple-robed Taoist, and said in surprise: "I heard when I went out to work that the Taoist master is the leader of a sect... The one who founded the sect is The ancestor, and the successive heads, or leaders, are called grandmasters!"

"Moreover, I also heard that the Taoist robes on this body are also very particular. As for the purple Taoist robes... He is the first person under the Celestial Master! The Taoist great mage has a very high status!" The young man added sentence.

"This...is this really a big shot in Taoism?"

"More than just a big shot! The leader of a certain Taoist sect! Think about it, now that Taoism has developed so far, are there any other sects?"

The villagers were shocked when they heard this, and their expressions were even more shocking.

"Wait a minute, isn't Taoism now from Tianshi Mansion? An Pingjie is called Tianshi by those Taoists, so shouldn't he be from Tianshi Mansion? The leader of Tianshi Mansion should be called Tianshi... ....”

Then, some villagers raised questions.

When the man heard this, his expression changed, and then he rolled his eyes and immediately replied: "Think about it, Mr. Shunzi is a Celestial Master. When Mr. Shunzi was not dead, Taoist Master Qingxu definitely couldn't be a Celestial Master. ah!"

After saying this, some villagers nodded, feeling that it made sense.

Then, the man continued: "And he still has a purple Taoist robe. As Goudan said, what is he called a great mage? Below the heavenly master, he certainly cannot be called a heavenly master. Besides, even if Mr. Shunzi passes away now Well, Taoist Priest Ziyi can’t become a Heavenly Master all at once, he must go through a series of ceremonies!”

Hear these explanations.

Most of the villagers nodded, very satisfied with this explanation, and even thought it was so reasonable that they could not refute it at all.

The man secretly touched a layer of sweat that appeared on his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

On the side, Wang Hai looked at the villagers, listened to their discussions, shook his head and laughed helplessly.

According to his judgment, the Taoist in purple is definitely not from the Tianshi Mansion. He may be the current leader of other branches of Taoism, but there is a high probability that he is the acting leader.

Of course, the premise is that if all this is true, if Anping Jie is really the "Heavenly Master".

But now, he has no way to verify it, and there is no way to prove it for the time being.

Thinking of this, Tian Hai ignored the villagers.

Not to mention that he didn't care what his good partner was surprised about.

He focused all his attention on the purple-robed Taoist, observing his behavior, observing his clothes, and observing everything he could observe.

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At this moment.

On the top of the mountain, the wind started blowing.

A gust of wind blew by, and the purple Taoist robe moved with the wind.

The owner of this Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, looked like an ordinary Taoist priest, raised his feet and walked towards the direction of the Temple of Immortality.

Hahaha

There was silence in the field, no one spoke, only the footsteps of the purple-robed Taoist could be heard.

His footsteps were very light and slow, but each foot seemed to step on everyone's hearts.

At this time.

The twenty Taoist priests standing in front of the mountain gate immediately stood up and dispersed to both sides.

Even though the Taoist in purple is still more than ten meters away from the mountain gate of Changsheng Temple.

The Taoist priests made way, and everything in the Temple of Immortality was revealed to the clear sky.

In front of Taoist Xu.

When he saw the coffin placed in the Temple of Immortality.

Taoist Qingxu's footsteps suddenly stopped, but he remained calm and calm, showing envy and reverence in his expression.

After only a moment's pause, Taoist Qingxu continued to walk towards the Temple of Immortality.

"If heaven did not give birth to Zhongni, eternity would be like a long night."

As they walked, Taoist Qingxu spoke, and there seemed to be some Taoist rhyme in his voice, which was lingering and clear to the ears of everyone present.

"What does the Taoist priest mean...?"

"Heaven did not give birth to Zhongni, and eternity would be like a long night. Zhongni... This is talking about Confucius, the sage Confucius. The name of sage Confucius is Zhongni."

"Sage Kong...that's not right. What does the Taoist priest mean by saying this? Praise for Saint Kong? But didn't he come to see Mr. Shunzi? Mr. Shunzi is also called Zhongni?"

"I don't know... I don't know what it means at all."

"Let's take a look... There must be a reason why the Taoist priest said this..."

The villagers were talking incessantly, wondering what the Taoist priest meant.

And aside.

Wang Hai, Zhao Haizhu, and Fang Zheng, who seemed to be imprisoned in a mobile phone, were all staring at Taoist Qingxu.

After hearing these words from Taoist Qingxu, the three of them frowned at the same time, and their thoughts were unified at this moment.

This Taoist priest, what do you mean by saying this?

Just when everyone was confused.

Taoist Qingxu's expression changed, his eyes flashed with light, and he took a step forward.

"Heaven gave birth to you An Pingjie again, and it's been a long night since then!"

"Disciple Qingxu, pay homage to the Heavenly Master!"

Taoist Qingxu stopped, holding a whisk in his hand, and bowed deeply in a very respectful manner. .