bayedsolid Chapter 220 Master Shangzhen
Chapter 220 Master Shangzhen
After Feng Yanan finished the incense burning ceremony devoutly and slowly stepped aside, Yan Lingxiao began his prayer. He looked around. Because there were so many people praying today, the hall was already filled with densely packed cushions. He frowned slightly, as if he was choosing a suitable position. Finally, his eyes were fixed on the center of the front row, where the view was wide and closer to the gods.
He walked towards the position with steady steps, knelt down slowly, and gently touched the soft cushion with his knees. His hands were naturally placed on the cushion, palms facing up, as if waiting for the blessing of God. His back was straight, forming an elegant arc with the cushion, showing his solemnity and piety.
After kneeling down, he turned to Feng Yanan and motioned her to kneel to his right. Feng Yanan understood and walked gently to his side, kneeling on the mat and imitating Yan Lingxiao's movements.
As time went by, the crowd in the prayer hall became more and more surging. The originally empty corners were gradually filled with pious figures, and each person kneeling on the cushion expressed his or her wishes to the gods. The air in the hall seemed to be filled with this strong power of faith, and was filled with a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.
Yan Lingxiao and Feng Yanan still maintained their original posture, kneeling in the center of the front row, as if they had become a beacon in this ocean of faith. From time to time, they bowed their heads and silently prayed, clasping their hands together, with focused and pious expressions.
However, despite the increasing number of people around them, no one dared to approach Yan Lingxiao and Feng Yanan easily. It seemed that there was an invisible force guarding them, so that people around them did not dare to disturb them easily.
Prince Yan Wushuang slowly walked towards the prayer hall. His steps were firm and powerful, and every step seemed to speak of his determination and faith. His eyes were always focused on the front, as if he had already chosen his position. When he walked to the cushion on the left side of Yan Lingxiao, he stopped and bowed his head slightly to show respect.
Then, he knelt down without hesitation, put his hands together in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and began to pray devoutly. The two figures kneeling side by side were particularly conspicuous in the prayer hall, like two shining stars, attracting the attention of people around.
At the same time, Feng Yanan's friend Ji Qiuchi also walked into the Lotus Hall. Feng Yanan saw her at a glance, and a glimmer of joy flashed in her eyes.
She nodded slightly to Ji Qiuchi, then reached out and patted the futon beside her, motioning her to come over. Seeing this, Ji Qiuchi understood, and she quickly walked to Feng Yanan's side, and the two knelt side by side and prayed together.
At this moment, the prayer hall seemed to be filled with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
After everyone had knelt, an old man slowly walked in from outside the hall. He was thin but straight, like an old pine tree that had been through many years and still stood firm despite the wind and frost. On his face, the wrinkles were as deep as the gullies on the Loess Plateau, and the years had left their marks on them, but his eyes were bright and sparkling with wisdom.
The most eye-catching thing is his white beard. Like snowflakes falling in winter, they cover his chin and cheeks, each of which is thin and long, as if carrying his countless stories and wisdom. In the breeze, the beard flutters gently, like dancing silver threads, giving people a sense of transcendence.
The old man was dressed in a simple and solemn manner, wearing a yellow robe that swayed gently with his steps. He had a wide ribbon tied around his waist with an exquisite jade pendant. His white beard formed a sharp contrast with the green robe, making him look extraordinary, like an immortal who walked out of an ancient scroll.
Behind him, four young men dressed as Taoist priests carefully carried trays with neatly stacked scriptures on them. Following the old man's steps, they slowly moved forward, their white beards fluttering in the breeze, intertwining with the scent of ink from the scriptures, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.
The entire prayer hall seemed to become more peaceful and solemn at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the old man.
This is Master Shangzhen, a well-known fortune teller in Dongling Country. His strength lies not only in his accurate fortune-telling and fortune-telling skills, but also in his profound knowledge and unique insights.
Master Shangzhen's face is vicissitudes and deep, as if every wrinkle contains countless life wisdom. His white beard is like silver threads, each strand seems to be telling the story of the past. His eyes are like deep lakes, able to see through people's hearts and the troubles of the world.
Master Shangzhen is famous for his divination. He is proficient in all kinds of hexagrams, and can give accurate answers to questions about wealth, illness, and marriage. His interpretation of hexagrams is easy to understand and can be understood by ordinary people and professionals. His predictions can often predict future changes in advance, allowing people to find their way in confusion.
However, Master Shangzhen was famous for his strange temper. He never read fortunes for others easily. Only those who he thought were destined to be with him could receive his advice. Otherwise, even if someone offered a high price, he would just smile and shake his head to refuse. He said: "The fortunes cannot be bought with money. Those who are destined to be with him will meet each other naturally."
Because of this, there was an endless stream of people coming to Master Shangzhen for fortune-telling, but only a few could really get his guidance. This also made his prestige in the Dongling area increasingly high, and he became a mysterious master in the hearts of many people.
Although Master Shangzhen has a strange temper, his wisdom and kindness have won people's respect. He often gives people advice and guidance on life besides fortune-telling, helping them get out of trouble and welcome a better future. In Dongling Country, he is not only a fortune-teller, but also a wise man respected by people.