When Niu Sengru was appointed as the governor of Huainan, he collected many strange stones of Jiao wood and transported them to the garden in Luoyang. After years of hard work, he built a museum in Tsinghua City, where every inch of land was valuable, and a famous private garden with deep wood and bamboo.

Especially Niu Sengru built a huge lake in Naguiren Garden. The lake surface is the crown of Luocheng, surrounded by clear canals, and stones are built in the water to form a small waterfall, which has a feeling of Baxia. A small beach appeared in the middle, that is, a small island. A huge Taihu stone was placed on the island, and even Bai Juyi flattered and wrote a "Taihu Stone Record". He also wrote a poem called "The Inscription on the Niu Xianggong Guirenli's house and Xincheng Xiaotan" for the pond he repaired.

Now Wen Fei is sitting in a small pavilion built on the Taihu stone on the small island in the middle of the lake. There is a huge white cloth hanging behind him. The cold wind is whizzing, and even the clear snot is almost blown out.

He had already secretly regretted that he should not have chosen such a place to drink cold wind to perform any miracles for the sake of coolness. But since the evening, people who came to listen to Wen Fei's preaching have poured into Guirenyuan, and now they are sitting around the shore of the lake. Now, there are already crowds of people, and at least tens of thousands of people have arrived.

Of course, those dignitaries do not need to be treated like ordinary people. They sit on a pleasure boat and float on the water. They do not have to squeeze with the ordinary people, and show their extraordinary identity. The painted boat has tables and delicious food, so they can listen to the sermons and drink to have fun.

All the purpose of doing this is to create distance from people. Only distance can create mystery!

"What do you think the Immortal Master is going to do?" Deng Yong and Wang Fu had the highest status and gathered in a small boat, and the location was the best. But even they didn't know what Wen Fei was going to do. They only knew that Wen Fei was commanding the Western Army, and they didn't know what they were going to do.

Ah Yeh, Ah Yeh Wang Fu was wearing a thick sable fur, but was still frozen by the cold wind that was poured in. It has been gloomy these days, and it is probably going to snow.

"I don't know, the distance is so far, we can't hear what the immortal master said, let alone the common people on the shore!"

In fact, that day, Wang Fu gave Wen Fei an idea. His meaning was very clear, and it was not about whether Wen Fei was a real god or a fake god. Anyway, the people were easy to deceive. At that time, there were tens of thousands of people. When there were many people, they could easily incite the people and create miracles. At that time, they would go back and report with the spirit of Song Huizong, and would definitely not be able to help them. They would come out to greet Wen Fei in person.

But he really couldn't see what Wen Fei was going to do with such a battle.

Not only Wang Fu was sneezing too much, but the ordinary people who were not wearing thick fur were even more cold and shivering. If these were not devout believers, they would have probably not been able to wait to leave. Even so, today's Dharma Assembly would have fewer people than expected, and the weather was too cold.

I don’t know who called out: It’s snowing! Many people only found that their faces were cold and slight snowflakes fell on their faces. But at this time, all the lanterns and torches that were illuminated nearby were extinguished. Suddenly, the panic spread in all directions.

This kind of group emotions are out of control and it is easy to cause a vicious stampede accident. If a few people are trampled to death, or more than a dozen people will be spread tonight, it will become when Wen Fei preaches, causing hundreds of people to trampled to death. Then Wen Fei's reputation will be stinking!

But at this moment, a beam of light suddenly shot out straight, swaying back and forth in the sky, and the dense snowflakes in the sky were clearly visible. This suddenly shocked everyone even more. Then one after another, the light beams lit up, changing colors rapidly, making the snow all night extremely gorgeous.

"Is this what the Buddhist scriptures say is full of splendor?" Wang Fu was shocked, stood up suddenly, and looked at everything in shock.

I saw that the entire lake was filled with colorful lights on the island where Wen Fei was located, and it was so beautiful. Then a handful of intoxicating music sounded. The sound seemed not to be heard from Wen Fei on the island, but seemed to echo directly in everyone's ears.

"The Tao can be told, it is very Tao. The name can be called, it is very famous..." A bass with a faint low and dumb magnetism began to recite the Tao Te Ching. This sound seemed to be magical, which calmed down the believers who were shocked by the appearance of miracles. They began to sit down slowly and recite with the voice: "The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth; the mother of all things."

Therefore, you always have no desires to observe its wonderfulness; you always have desires to observe its consequences. These two are the same but have different names, and are called mysterious.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders…”

A strange religious atmosphere spread, and everyone was extremely pious, as if the snowflakes drifted all over the sky no longer brought cold. Even Wang Fu was shocked, his face became pious and solemn, and he slowly sat on the bow of the boat and recited the scriptures.

Wen Fei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this situation. He thought to himself that he had spent so much money to rent a concert-level speaker equipment. The effect of the scene was indeed different. No one noticed the deafening roar sound coming from afar, which was the sound of a diesel generator. Wen Fei was quite worried that this sound would destroy the atmosphere, but obviously this monotonous and repetitive mechanical sound could easily be ignored by people as the background sound. Just like the cicadas singing in summer!

"Therefore, the sages are inaction and do not speak. All things are done and cannot begin, they are born but do not exist, they do not rely on their actions, and they do not live in success..."

The light in the sky disappeared, and the sound guided everyone to recite the Tao Te Ching once, slowly fading away. However, it did not bring a trace of abruptness. Then Wen Fei's back suddenly lit up, revealing the scenery of the white clouds and sea.

People who just woke up from the religious-like hypnotic atmosphere suddenly heard this scene and exclaimed. Those scenery was so realistic that it seemed that they could get close to it and could touch it with their own hands.

Then all kinds of beautiful scenery appeared before these people one by one. A huge hill floating in the air but full of vines... floated in the air with a luminous light, like dandelions... and in the setting sun, the magnificent peaks...

If someone who travels through time like Wen Fei looks at this familiar scenery, he will definitely scream.
Chapter completed!