Chapter 3250

Xiao Jian couldn't help but ask, "Senior, you're already old, why do you have to do everything yourself?

Why don't you just leave these things to your disciple? "

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xiao, every bowl of porridge should reflect on the difficulties of Daoism, every word and action should follow the benevolence of the Daoist ancestor. Meditation is cultivation, refining energy is cultivation, giving porridge is cultivation.

This old Daoist has given porridge for fifty years, even though I have one foot in the grave now, I still don't dare to neglect it! "Dao Shan rested for a while and said with a smile.

"Hiss …" Not only was Xiao Jian shocked, even Xiao Hua was greatly shocked!

Giving porridge for fifty years!

This wasn't something an ordinary person could do!

Immediately, Xiao Hua felt that he had lived for two hundred years in vain!

Although that was what he said, Dao Shan was old after all, and the wooden spoon was big. This old Daoist scooped a few more spoonfuls and couldn't scoop anymore.

"Ya …" Xiao Jian shouted, "Where the hell did you go?

Hurry up and help your senior get the porridge! "

"Yes, Master!" Yuan Ya answered and came out.

However, when Yuan Ya came out from the shadow behind Xiao Hua, his figure flashed past the porridge, and the group of beggars were all frightened!

"Daoist Xiao, let me do it!"

Liu Yi saw that although Dao Shan didn't frown, there was obviously some worry in his eyes, so he hurriedly jumped down from the carriage.

Liu Yi's mouth was sweet, he walked in front of Dao Shan and bowed respectfully, "Grandpa Dao, you've been doing good all your life, and this kindness and kindness must be passed down. I, Liu Yi, am not talented, but I'm willing to accept the root of kindness of our Daoism, and continue doing good deeds. If Grandpa Dao is still worried, how about you give me some pointers on my cultivation?"

"Okay!"

Dao Shan looked at Liu Yi's cleverness and his pleasing words, he had to give the spoon to Liu Yi even if he didn't want to.

However, Dao Shan was still standing at the side. He watched as Liu Yi filled every beggar's bowl to the brim without any slack. Only then did he feel relieved and turned to Xiao Jian, saying, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, you're so lucky!

Your disciple is a hundred times better than my disciple! "

"I don't dare," Xiao Jian hurriedly waved his hand and let Xiao Hua go, he smiled and said, "Liu Yi is Senior's servant, not my disciple!"

"Oh?"

Dao Shan was obviously stunned. Looking at Xiao Hua's youthful face, he seemed to have understood something. He hurriedly tidied up his Daoist robe and bowed respectfully, "I, Dao Shan, greet senior!"

How could Xiao Hua bear to let this benevolent old Daoist bow to him? With a wave of his hand, the old Daoist was unable to bow down. Xiao Hua rushed to bow first and said, "I, Xiao Hua, greet Great Master Dao Shan!"

Dao Shan was unable to kneel down, and he knew that Xiao Hua had an extraordinary background. His eyes flashed with surprise, and then he smiled bitterly, "I don't practice Taoism, I only read Taoism scriptures. I'm not good at soliciting alms, I only know how to give alms. I've never practiced Taoism, so how can I be called a master?"

"Grandmaster, you're wrong!" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "There are countless paths of cultivation, and none of them are smooth!

The Great Master prioritizes kindness. His actions are like a drop of water. For nearly sixty years, he has benefited all living beings.

Although I have done good deeds before, if I am as persistent as Grandmaster … I can't. If Grandmaster can't be called a Grandmaster, then who can?

If Grandmaster isn't a Grandmaster, then there are no Grandmasters in this Hidden Immortal Continent! "

"Senior …" Dao Shan was still modest, "I entered Taoism when I was young, and I have always admired people like you who have remarkable Taoism skills. However, I have never had such an opportunity in my life.

Therefore, I used such a meager method to do my best for Taoism. This is really not worth mentioning in front of Senior. Senior's words make me ashamed! "

"Call me Fellow Daoist!"

Xiao Hua said with a smile. He really didn't want to be called Senior by such an old man. After all, the old man had reached the end of his life. Although he was old, he was still in his prime!

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Xiao!"

Dao Shan was very happy. However, when he spoke, he realized something, "So you two Fellow Daoists are from the same family!"

"Fellow Daoist, you're wrong!" Xiao Hua shook his head, "I only met Daoist Xiao by chance!"

"All Taoism in the world is from the same family. Meeting each other is fate!"

Dao Shan said with a smile. Then, he looked at the many beggars who were slowly rushing over from afar. The smile on his face disappeared, "Sigh, this year, Bronze Pillar Nation is expanding its army. The number of beggars in the country is increasing …"

"Gugu …" Xiao Jian's stomach actually started to growl.

Although the old Daoist's ears weren't very good, he was really close to Xiao Jian. Xiao Jian's thunderous growl immediately made him understand.

"Hehe, I am really happy to see Fellow Daoist. Sorry for the lack of manners!"

Dao Shan smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, please wait for a moment. I will call my disciples out to welcome you!"

"Don't …" Xiao Hua saw Dao Shan's neat clothes and knew that the old Daoist was very particular about it. He didn't know what kind of etiquette Dao Shan had, so he hurriedly stopped him.

However, Dao Shan waved his hand and said, "Confucian cultivators have always been about etiquette. They use etiquette to govern the country. Although Taoism doesn't have too many complicated etiquettes, Fellow Daoist came from afar. My Seven Suns Temple has to treat you seriously!

If Confucian cultivators were to see this, they would definitely mock my Taoism. "

Xiao Hua wanted to say more, but Xiao Jian smiled and said, "Senior, Senior Dao Shan's Seven Suns Temple is a real Taoist temple. If you don't let him welcome Senior in, I'm afraid you will lose face for my Taoism. It won't look good if word gets out!"

"Alright!" Xiao Hua was curious. He didn't understand why a Taoist temple needed to welcome him.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the iron pot in front of Seven Suns Temple was already empty. However, there were still many skinny and sallow beggars in front of the iron pot. These beggars saw that the porridge was gone and left in disappointment. However, there were still some who looked at it and stubbornly stayed in front of the iron pot.

"Daoist …" Looking at the empty door, Liu Yi said softly, "Are we letting these people leave?"

Xiao Hua smiled and said, "Let them wait first. Once we enter, we will let Master Dao Shan cook the porridge!"

"Yes ~" Liu Yi said softly. Those beggars were all overjoyed and obediently waited there.

Just as they were talking, a string of music came from the Seven Suns Temple. Then, a few skinny Daoist children walked out from the door with either a flute, a flute, or a sheng in their hands. Behind these Daoist children, there was Dao Shan who led a dozen or so neatly dressed middle-aged and old Daoist priests.

Dao Shan, who was walking at the front, was even holding a long, white plank-like thing in his hand.

Xiao Hua wanted to ask Xiao Jian, but Xiao Jian's face had already turned solemn. He quickly walked to the door of Seven Suns Temple and stood straight with his hands in his Daoist robe. He lowered his head and looked at the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Hua didn't dare to be negligent. He quickly walked to Xiao Jian's side and stood still.

Seeing Xiao Hua come, Xiao Jian hurriedly took half a step back to show the difference.

Liu Yi was quick-witted. He hurriedly pulled Yuan Ya, who was stunned at the side, and stood beside Xiao Hua while Xiao Jian was behind him. He let Yuan Ya stand beside him so that he was facing Xiao Jian.

Dao Shan and the others walked in front of Xiao Hua. They didn't say anything until the song ended. Only then did they say, "I, Dao Shan of Seven Suns Temple welcome Senior Xiao Hua and Fellow Daoist Xiao Jian to my Seven Suns Temple!"

Following these words, Dao Shan raised the plank and bowed respectfully.

"Disciples welcome Senior Xiao!" Even though they saw that Xiao Hua was very young, many Daoist priests still bowed respectfully.

Xiao Hua and the others also returned the bow. Although Xiao Hua didn't know the specific etiquette, he still raised his hand and the dozen or so people were lifted up by him.

Everyone was shocked!

"Senior Xiao, please enter the temple to pay respects to the Daoist Ancestor …" Dao Shan's expression didn't change. He said word by word and turned around.

"Yes, Master, please!"

Xiao Hua replied and walked towards Dao Shan. When Xiao Hua's figure passed by Dao Shan, Dao Shan also walked forward and accompanied Xiao Hua into the temple.

Seven Suns Temple wasn't small. After entering the temple, they saw a rather large courtyard. There were two rows of rooms on the east and west. Opposite them was a very imposing hall. Although these rooms were old, their scale was far from what Tidal River Temple could compare to!

In particular, there were two side doors on both sides of the hall that led directly to the back of the hall. Thinking of the scene he saw from the small bridge, Xiao Hua knew that there was a large place behind the hall even without Dao Shan's introduction.

The hall was brightly lit. In addition to a few oil lamps in the hall, there were three arm-thick red candles burning brightly on the altar table. In addition to the red candles, there was also an incense burner on the altar table. A few incense sticks rose in spirals from the incense burner. On both sides of the incense burner, there were several plates. On the plates were some rice, noodles, grains, and so on.

However, what puzzled Xiao Hua was that there was no statue of a Dao Ancestor behind the altar table. Instead, there were several levels of shrine platforms. On the shrine platforms, there were small signs with some words written on them. In front of the signs, there were small celadon bowls!

"Pay respects to the Dao Ancestor!"

When Xiao Hua walked to the center of the hall, Dao Shan shouted loudly. He was full of energy. How was he like a sixty-year-old old man?

Looking at the empty shrine platform and the signs, Xiao Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had already thought about this problem when he was in Dawn Rain Continent. Who was the Dao Ancestor?

Now that he was in Hidden Immortal Continent, this problem still hadn't been solved. He hadn't even paid respects to the Dao Ancestor when he was in Dawn Rain Continent.

"Let the dead be respected!"

Xiao Hua imitated Xiao Jian and placed his hand inside his Daoist robe. He raised his hand up to his forehead and then slowly bowed. Only when his forehead was at the same level as the altar did he stop. Then he bowed two more times, making a total of three bows.

"Respect to your teacher!" When Xiao Hua got up, Dao Shan shouted again.

This time, the three bows were a bit higher than the previous three bows. Xiao Hua paid attention to Xiao Jian's actions and followed step by step.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist!"

Dao Shan shouted and turned around. He held the board that had already turned yellow in his hand and led his disciple to greet Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua now understood that this board that had turned yellow was actually carved out of jade … …

PS: I've been too busy recently. I'll add a chapter first … Thank you for your support, Fellow Daoists.