According to the conventions within the religion, Taoist priests can stay in the local Taoist temple after leaving the gate of their own Taoist temple and coming to other places, but they need to verify the identity of the other Taoist priest to avoid being taken advantage of.

Hearing this, Chang Sheng Bo smiled and said, "I have been practicing overseas all these years, and I haven't been to China for many years, and I don't have any documents."

The little Taoist said with some embarrassment: "Master Taoist, according to the regulations, if you want to place an order, you must have a legal certificate to prove that you are a Taoist priest. Otherwise, the younger generation will not be able to make the decision..."

Uncle Chang Sheng was not angry, he smiled lightly, and asked, "What is the name of your supervisor? What is the Taoist name?"

The little Taoist said with a respectful face: "Our supervisor's Taoist name is Qingxu Sanren."

"Qingxu?" Uncle Changsheng smiled slightly: "Could it be that little doll that Xuanjizi adopted back then?"

The little Taoist was shocked!

Prisoner Qingxu Sanren, who is over 70 years old this year, his life experience is very famous in domestic Taoist sects. He was abandoned outside the Changyun Guanmen when he was just born, and was adopted by the prisoner Xuanjizi. For ten years, he has been studying Taoism with Xuanjizi, and then took over the post of Supervisor. It can be said that he has dedicated his whole life to Taoism, and he is a true master of Taoism today.

Such an old master was called a little baby by Chang Shengbo. The little Taoist priest was naturally horrified. He couldn't help asking Chang Shengbo: "This Taoist priest, do you know our prison?"

Chang Shengbo said indifferently: "Not only do I know him, I even hugged him when he was young."

"Ah?!" The little Taoist was stunned for a moment!

He couldn't help muttering: "Our Priest is over seventy years old, and you hugged him when he was young, so aren't you at least over ninety years old? But I think you are only over sixty years old." Looks like a year old..."

Chang Shengbo said with a smile: "I can't tell you clearly, you can report to him and say that Daoist Changqing wants to see him."

"Changqing Daoist..." The little Taoist murmured, although he had never heard of this Dao name, but seeing Chang Shengbo's inscrutable appearance, he did not dare to neglect, so he said: "Please follow me to the living room, Daoist Priest. Go and report to Master, and then ask Master to report to the prison!"

Chang Shengbo followed the little Taoist priest to the side hall of the middle courtyard of Changyun Temple. This is the living room of Changyun Temple, which is specially used to entertain abbots, supervisors from other Taoist temples, or pilgrims who have made great contributions to the Taoist temple. believer.

After placing Changsheng Bo here, the little Taoist hurried to report.

In Changyun Temple, most of the people who stay in the front yard for a long time are young Taoist priests with little experience, so they are asked to maintain the order of tourists and believers in the front yard. is their job.

Therefore, if the little Taoist priest wanted to report the news to the prison, it would have to pass it up layer by layer, and the number of layers to be passed on was more than the little Taoist priest thought.

Twenty minutes later, surrounded by the crowd, an old man in Taoist robes hurried over, both happy and surprised.

He rushed into the living room non-stop, glanced at Chang Shengbo, and stood motionless at the door as if he had been cast in a body spell.

This person is the current prison of Changyun Temple, a Qingxu Sanren.

Qingxu is the Taoist name given to him by his master who adopted him back then. Since he was a child, his master has called him by this nickname. After he took over as the supervisor, he added the word Sanren after it.

Chang Shengbo looked at him, gently stroked his long beard, and asked him with a smile: "Qingxu, do you still recognize me?"

Qingxu Sanren was extremely horrified, two lines of hot tears welled up from the corners of his wrinkled eyes, he choked up and said, "Uncle Changqing...is it really you?!"

Chang Shengbo nodded lightly: "It's really me."

Qingxu Sanren was very excited, looked at him, and murmured: "Uncle Changqing, you are younger than Qingxu now, could it be... Could it be that you have really found the method of longevity?"

As soon as Qingxu Sanren said this, the faces of several elderly Taoist priests around him were shocked!

These people are all core members of the Changyun Temple, and they all heard the story of the real Changqing told by Xu Sanren.

Qingxu Sanren once told these people that the last time he saw Master Changqing was in the late 1950s.

Now, after nearly seventy years, I never expected that the real Changqing in front of me would look younger than the Sanren Qingxu. JrNovels.com