Chapter 271: of Magic Phone: Give away billions at the beginning Chapter 271: That big brother is really cute

"That's fine, as long as she doesn't harm the lives of her disciples and grandchildren, let her do whatever she wants."

When Shang Qingtian saw that the lives of the young Taoist priests in his Qingyun Temple were not in danger, he muttered something in his heart.

Then, step away.

Seeing Shang Qingtian leaving inexplicably, Qingchenfeng who was not in the illusion was stunned.

"Head...senior brother, you...where are you...going?"

Qingchenfeng's consciousness has begun to become a little blurry.

"You guys play first while I go to the toilet."

Shang Qingtian waved the whisk in his hand.

"this…"

Qingchenfeng did not expect that at the critical moment of life and death, his master brother Chuchenzi would leave alone regardless of the safety of the Qingyun audience disciples.

It was during these few lost seconds that Qingchenfeng finally couldn't resist Yue Qiluo.magic, plunged into the illusion.

What he saw was several Taoist priests dressed similarly to him holding him up.

Even though there were only a few Taoist priests holding him, he felt that their magic power was much higher than his.

Qingchenfeng was forcibly sent into the red coffin.

As for Shang Qingtian.

At this time, I was walking on the path inside Qingyun Temple.

After a while, I arrived at the alchemy room of Qingyun Temple.

As soon as I opened the door, a burst of dust blew in my face.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

Shang Qingtian wiped the dust off his face with his hands and stared at the dusty alchemy room. He couldn't believe what he saw.

"Is this still the alchemy room I know?"

"Is Qingyun Temple now in such a state of decline?"

Seeing this scene, it is not difficult to imagine that the alchemy room has long been abandoned.

"No wonder! No wonder!"

Shang Qingtian finally understood. No wonder he couldn't feel any magic power on his disciples and grandsons just now. Even the old Taoist priest could only feel a few weak magic powers on his body.

The old Taoist priest said it was naturally Qingchenfeng.

No wonder he felt that his physical power was weak and only slightly stronger than that old Taoist priest.

"It seems that even if there is no Aunt Qingluan today, no, it should be said that Yue Qiluo appears, Qingyun Temple will be disbanded sooner or later."

"Uncle Xin, is everything I do just short-lived and in vain?"

"well…"

Shang Qingtian sighed.

His originally youthful face now had the melancholy look of an old man who had lived for hundreds of years.

"The bodhi tree has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the beginning, so how can it cause dust."

"Perhaps I am too persistent and only want to bring glory to Qingyun Temple."

"But things are like water. The tighter I pull on it, the faster the water drains away."

"Perhaps only by living in the mundane world can we grow better. This can also be regarded as a kind of experience in life."

"The Tao is emptiness, and emptiness is the Tao."

Unknowingly, Shang Qingtian realized a lot.

It turns out that the self at the beginning is the most real.

You can also practice Taoism in the secular world.

It seems that because he thought about it, Shang Qingtian felt that his Taoism had grown a lot.

"Hahaha…"

Shang Qingtian laughed a few times.

If you can see clearly in this life, this trip is not in vain.

Just seeing the bleak environment in front of him brought him back to reality.

Originally, he wanted to make some elixirs in the alchemy room as a gift for Yue Qiluo, but now it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without straw, so he had to give up on the elixir making.

Then, he left a letter and left Qingyun Temple alone.

The content of the letter is very simple.

It was to allow the Taoist priests to return to the mortal world for experience, and as for the position of leader, it was given to Qingchenfeng.

As big as the well is, so is the sky.

If you keep living in the small well of Qingyun Temple, your horizons will only be so wide.

………

In the courtyard of Qingyun Temple, the Taoist priests were still struggling in the coffins in the illusion.

As for Yue Qiluo, she moved a stool and sat relaxedly and happily in the courtyard, watching the show.

But her next soliloquy clearly showed that she didn't put her mind on this.

My heart has already flown far away like a bird.

Her lovely laughter can be heard from time to time.

"That big brother is really cute and handsome, but I don't know where he is now and what he is doing now?"

"I wonder if he slept well last night? Was he cold?"

Yue Qiluo shook his head.

"How could I be like this? I've only met him once? Why do I keep thinking about him?"

But the image of wearing only a pair of big pants still lingers in my mind.

As she thought about it, Yue Qiluo's originally pink face became increasingly red.

"Yes, I just miss him."

"His name is Liu Lang, Liu from Liu Bei and Lang from Lang."

"If you miss him, you have to say it. Otherwise, if you don't say it, how will he know?"

"Yes, I just want to tell him."

Yue Qiluo pondered and muttered.

Suddenly, a special paper man flew from the distant sky.

Soon the paper man flew to Yue Qiluo's ear, talking hummingly and nodding his head.

Hearing the words of the paper man, Yue Qiluo's eyes were filled with joy. After thinking for a while, he stood up from the stool and ran away in a panic, running further and further away from Qingyun Temple, ignoring the pain still in the illusion. Force the Taoist priest.

However, as we get further and further away from Qingyun Temple, the magic that controls the Taoist priests disappears.

The paper man also flew away with Yue Qiluo.