Chapter 648 Taoist Conference

Taoist Association Conference.

This does not mean that every Taoist temple is eligible to participate. They must comply with the requirements. This requirement actually means having money and status. Because this symbolizes strong incense.

Zhang Yu's Wudang Taoist Temple has just started. The temple was temporarily renovated. Naturally, it has no status and no incense. But Zhang Yu has connections, so Jia Zhenren naturally hopes that his favorite disciple will come to participate in such a big event.

A Mercedes-Benz car headed to the White Eyebrow Palace early in the morning. Today, Zhang Yu was wearing an apricot Taoist robe and a Taoist temple on his head, which made him look a bit like a Taoist immortal.

The driver was Zhu Dafei, who is now the Minister of Security and occasionally acts as Zhang Yu's driver. The group is so big that it can run out of cars. Fan Shiji left Zhang Yu with quite a lot of possessions, and there is no need to buy any more. Everbright has more than 300 small, medium and small cars.

While driving, Zhu Dafei muttered, why does Brother Zhang still have such a hobby?

Arriving at the foot of the White Eyebrow Palace, Zhang Yu took out his cell phone and dialed Wang Jie's number to attend the Taoist conference. Zhang Yu could not be the only Taoist temple, as he would not be a mere commander. He had informed Wang Jie a long time ago that he would meet at the foot of Baimei Mountain this morning.

"Uncle, please wait for me, my car broke down halfway." Wang Jie said apologetically on the phone.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a 30% new Santana finally arrived.

It was Wang Jie who got out of the car. As soon as this guy saw Zhang Yu, he complained bitterly, "Uncle, I heard that you are rich and have become the chairman... You didn't even say that you would be given two cars." Car, I pay for the car at my own expense..."

Zhang Yu has seen the world now, and he also knows the merits of cars. When he saw Wang Jie's broken car, he couldn't help but frown, "Couldn't you have told me about this earlier? It would embarrass me. Let's turn around this matter." Besides, let’s go up the mountain first.”

"Okay, okay..." A smile immediately appeared on Wang Jie's face, he followed Zhang Yu and said: "Uncle, I think your car is good, let's get one of the same model."

"Your requirements are not low." Zhang Yu glanced at him sideways and realized something was wrong. The Taoist robe that Wang Jie was wearing was a set of white Bagua fairy clothes. Zhang Yu had seen his master, Jia Zhenren, wearing this suit before. It seemed to be of high quality. Wang Jie was also holding a big bag in his hand, and he didn't know what was in it.

"Wang Jie, why are you wearing such a Taoist robe?" Zhang Yu asked.

"Is there any problem... Didn't you say that wearing a new Taoist robe would make you look more respectable..." Wang Jie said seriously.

Zhang Yu had warned him this way, he always felt that this nephew was not very reliable, so he should not do anything embarrassing when the time came.

"I said so, but you don't need to dress so exaggeratedly," Zhang Yu said.

"I'm also a temple master after all. It's normal to wear this kind of clothes." Wang Jie curled his lips and said.

"You are the master of the temple, and I am the abbot. You are dressed more decently than me." Zhang Yu frowned, looked at Wang Jie's bag, and said, "What are you carrying?"

"Didn't you ask last time... if there were any antique magic weapons? I went home and looked around. I happened to come over this time, so I brought them with me. Do you want to take a look?" Wang Jie said with a smile.

"There's no time to look at it now, let's talk about it later."

The two of them walked up the mountain while talking, and came to the White Eyebrow Palace halfway up the mountain. The two of them were dressed in Taoist attire. The Taoist boy guarding the door expected that they were here to attend a Taoist conference, so he asked for the invitation. After seeing it, he directed the two of them to the courtyard of the Taoist Association.

The reception at Baimei Palace was very considerate. On the way to the Taoist Association, there were two groups of receptionists who led people into the courtyard.

Zhang Yu had been to this courtyard before. There was an office building inside. There used to be no people there, but today it is very lively.

More than twenty Taoist priests were chatting in the courtyard. Most of these Taoist priests were wearing Bagua fairy clothes. There were only a few wearing apricot yellow Taoist robes, and they were all young. When they meet each other, they are called "taoist friends" and "taoist brothers".

Zhang Yu didn't know these people, so he didn't say anything. Unexpectedly, Wang Jie went up to be polite to them.

"Brother Tao, Brother Tao, Brother Tao..."

When the old Taoists saw the Bagua Fairy Clothes he was wearing and didn't know which sect he belonged to, they all exchanged polite words with him, and they seemed to be old acquaintances.

The meeting took place in the auditorium on the third floor of the office building. Zhang Yu and Wang Jie entered the office building. Zhang Yu whispered: "You're okay, you know so many people."

"I don't know him." Wang Jie said bluntly.

"I don't know each other, but you are still so affectionate?" Zhang Yu wondered.

"That's what I mean." Wang Jie said with a grin.

When you get to the third floor, turn to the left and you will see the auditorium where the meeting is held. There are four Kundao standing at the door, welcoming guests.

As soon as he saw the two of them, a Kun Taoist immediately greeted Wang Jie, "Hello, Taoist Master, please show me your invitation letter."

Zhang Yu took out the invitation letter. After Kun Dao read it, he made an invitation gesture to Wang Jie, "Taoist Master, please come in. Wudang Taoist Temple is in the middle of the seventh row."

Wang Jie nodded carelessly and walked inside. Zhang Yu also walked inside. Without thinking about Kun Dao, he stretched out his hand to stop him, "Taoist boy refuses to enter."

"Taoist!" Zhang Yu was so sweaty.

Wang Jie quickly turned around and said, "He is my uncle, the abbot of Wudang Taoist Temple."

"Sorry, Taoist priest, please come inside." Kun Dao apologized quickly.

Zhang Yu nodded and said in his heart, good fellow, it turns out I am the one who is embarrassed. How did this fat man know that he wanted to wear Bagua Fairy Clothes?

Despite his great achievements, Yuan Zhenren even held a special meeting to commend him. But most of the people who knew him were the senior officials of Baimei Palace and ordinary Taoist priests who had never seen him before. Even if he could see it, it was far away and his face couldn't be seen clearly.

Once inside, Zhang Yu was even more impressed. In the entire venue, everyone was wearing Bagua fairy clothes. Except for the Taoist priests on duty at Baimei Palace, no one was wearing apricot Taoist robes.

The location of Wudang Taoist Temple is not bad, there are ten rows in total, and they are not the last. It is estimated that even with Jia Zhenren's relationship, it is not convenient to put an unpopular new Taoist temple in the front.

It was Zhang Yu's first time to attend such a ceremony. Master Jia Zhenren did not make it clear. In Jia Zhenren's eyes, the Taoist conference was nothing more than a formality. It was no big deal for Taoists to socialize with each other. After all, there is a general meeting when there is nothing to do, a small meeting when there is something important, and no meeting at all when there is something important.

Zhang Yu wanted to go find Jia Zhenren to say hello, but he couldn't find him. The table of the host, Baimei Gong, was at the front, but except for the Taoist priest on duty, there was no one else from Baimei Gong. He had no choice but to return to his seat and sit down. Instead, Wang Jie was very busy, saying hello to this person and saying hello to that person, as if there was no one he didn't recognize in the room.

There are more and more people in the venue, and each table has the name of a Taoist temple. Some Taoist temples only have one table, and some Taoist temples have three or four tables. From this we can also see which Taoist temple has a higher status.

Finally, two rows of Taoist priests walked in from outside the venue, each of them wearing Bagua Immortal Clothes. The leaders were Yuan Zhenren from Baimei Palace and Lu Zhenren from Yangchunguan. The two sides are clearly distinct and full of momentum. As soon as they enter, there is a style that overwhelms the entire audience.

People from all factions present stood up in unison. When Zhang Yu saw this, he also stood up. Watching the people from Baimei Palace and Yangchun Temple come to the front, some took their seats under the stage and some got on the podium.

"See, this is the Daoist Sect. If we can have this aura in the future...it will be awesome..." Wang Jie said in a very low voice.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but sigh. He felt an oppressive majesty just now. It is obviously a long way to go for Wudang Taoist Temple to reach such a day.