Baiyujing Biyun Tower, Zhenyue Palace Yanxia Cave.

There was a young monk with a thin body, a withered face and sunken cheeks. At this time, his expression was solemn and thoughtful.

Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, he looked down at a long clay tablet, which seemed to use iron nails to write a word of truth.

He has ten fingers, blood and blood.

It's a veritable one.

Because I just got a very weird hexagram, the sign is even more unpredictable.

Three hundred years of Taoist funeral is to win this monarch.

It's a pity that he has worked hard to deduct it several times, and the word "this" cannot be replaced with a certain surname.

So who is this person? What's your last name? Who is the predecessor? Which Dao vein will it belong to? When will it come out again? Is it the kind of monster at the beginning of the troubled times, or the strange person at the beginning of the founding of the country?

Could it be that the Qingming world, which has been in peace for a long time, is about to usher in a change that has not been seen in 10,000 years, and it is doomed to be chaotic, and then this person will be born in five hundred years? Or is it just because of the appearance of this person that there has been a turbulent world for five hundred years?

Is it a disciple of the Taoist ancestor with that name Shanqing? So it belongs to Lu Chen to take precautions, and has a countermeasure already?

Or is it that the great head teacher will return to Bai Yujing five hundred years later to settle the chaos in the Qingming world?

Or is it Xu Jun, the ghost repairer of Dachao Sect?

Or is it the remnants of the line of the rice thief in Yongzhou, and is very hopeful to become the master of this line of mixed Taoism, the younger Wang Yuanlu who has risen to fame?

He looked up to the sky, but unfortunately he couldn't get out.

It's not right. If you go out, it will only be a momentary disorder, and I am afraid that everything will be inaccurate, and it will become more confusing.

He exhaled a long breath, pulled out the iron nails one by one, and put them in a cotton bag tied around his waist. There were ten **** fingers, bones visible, but his face was not different.

If you are outside here, this kind of injury is really nothing, but the problem is that this is the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace. Regardless of what kind of person you were before, there is nothing wrong with Taoism and Taoism. You can't be a food for cultivation. Eat, but the meat hurts, but it will definitely hurt. If you get a stick, you will definitely have to jump your feet. Someone was stabbed not long ago, and his intestines slid to the ground. That person died when he said he was dead, as if he was still a proficient talisman before entering the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace. Fairy.

And this person who could monopolize several hills was named Zhang Fenghai, and he was once the next city lord of Yushu City...indeed.

His two senior brothers, Guo Jie and Shao Xiang, regarded this as a matter of course, and Zhang Fenghai himself thought so.

In fact, the whole of Bai Yujing and Qingming in the early years was the same.

Ninety-year-old Ascendant.

According to some gossip, this was still the old city lord of Yushu City, deliberately helping the closed disciples to falsely report their age. In fact, Zhang Fenghai was only eighty-one when he broke the bottleneck of the fairyland.

The key is Zhang Fenghai, a well-deserved cultivator of all-round talent. He is proficient in everything, such as talisman, alchemy, formations, arithmetic, etc. On the twelfth floor of the fifth city of Baiyujing, Zhang Fenghai is extremely outstanding.

In addition, if Zhang Fenghai hadn't been secretly instructed by the master, he would have been deliberately delaying the speed of breaking the boundary, maybe forty years old, at most fifty years old, he would be an ascendant cultivator.

It seems that apart from not being a pure sword repairman, Zhang Haifeng's monastic career is flawless.

It's a pity that I met Zhang Fenghai, the second head teacher Yu Dou, who threatened to leave Bai Yujing, but he failed to get out of Bai Yujing with his skills.

He was imprisoned in the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace, which was specially used to imprison great monks. This ban is almost eight hundred years old.

This is a Moxian Cave that is famous all over the world. Similar to the Confucian Temple Gongde Lin in the world, the living buried nunnery of a certain vein in the Western Buddhist kingdom.

Zhang Fenghai has been here for nearly 800 years. Since he can’t practice, he can barely be called the right thing. There is only one thing. Since Dao is not Dao, then I must first determine what is not Dao. The "Tao" is getting closer.

In addition, with the technique of visualization and the way of deduction, a nihilistic body is created out of nothing, tempering the physique, creating a large talisman, refining, cutting the three corpses and then merging and cutting...These are all trivial things.

To say that this is Yu Dou's intentions, deliberately sharpening Zhang Fenghai's edge, so that this "little head teacher" can devote himself to cultivating the Tao, and with this, he can enter the fourteenth realm, and then the day when the two meet again, abandon the previous suspicions, and meet each other with a smile. ...That would be too small to underestimate that truly invincible Dao Xin.

Yu Dou disdains it at all.

And Zhang Fenghai is also sincerely grateful to Yu Dou for not doing so, not like this.

Zhang Fenghai raised his eyes and looked at him, twitching the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, he stopped drinking. It seems that it is easy to quit drinking, just drink without alcohol.

In addition to him, the Taoist official of Yushu City, who was once known as the "Little Master of Bai Yujing", who died here quietly, there are also the two vice-hosts on the 12th floor of Bai Yujing. They used to be a pair of Taoists. companion. It was also because of violating Bai Yujing's golden rules and regulations that he was led into this place by the head of the Huang Jie and thought behind closed doors. I heard that among the three thousand Taoists who rushed to the colorful world, there was a monk from Qingci Palace who was born in one of the ancestors of the Fulu school, Yuanyingjing, named Nanshan. The relationship with the harvest mountain, the two top sects, is just like the early Liangjingshan and Dachaozong, the female cultivator named Youran, and Nanshan, the pair of young earth immortals, born in the same year and the same month, even the time is exactly the same. , Not bad at all. In the dark, it is simply a heaven-made match made of heaven and beauty. That's right. In Yinzhou, Chaoge can be a Taoist couple with Xu Jun. Why don't they do it in this life?

In this Haze Cave, everyone is suppressed by the Great Road, and the monks who migrated and imprisoned here, no matter what cultivation level or high realm they are outside, all become literally boundless people, without the slightest aura of heaven and earth. Naturally, it is impossible to practice Qi cultivation, and all the monks have been beaten back to their original form. The tough bodies and souls that have been tempered by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the path of cultivation are here again no different from ordinary people, weak, but the only one The exception to this is that it does not hurt the original "destined" Yangshou. In short, it is the speed of the long river of time, which is completely different from the outside world. The human body will still slowly decay, but the speed will slow down.

It must be Tao Zu's handwriting.

Zhang Fenghai stood up and stayed here for nearly 800 years. Zhang Fenghai guarded his one-acre three-point land. For example, looking from the top of the mountain, the water chestnuts were green and endless.

There is an old man who has been helping to look after the waterwheel by the river over the years, saying that he is helping, but in fact he is attached to Zhang Fenghai and has a backing, so that he will not be having fun every day, such as kicking on the ground and peeing on his head.

The old man, who has forgotten how many years he has been here, would have frostbite on his hands every winter, blood drenched and miserable.

Not long ago, he ploughed the farmland, and he dug out a broken sword tip, and gave it to Zhang Fenghai, a bit like renting out.

It is a pity that Zhang Fenghai went to search, but could not find the rest of the broken sword. This kind of thing depends on fate.

Zhang Fenghai heard people say afterwards that when the old man found the tip of the sword, his nails were covered with dry hands, and he stubbornly grasped the old thing that I don’t know belonged to, and finally sat on the ridge, startled at first. Lost, whispered, and chanted an ancient five-character poem repeatedly. The reason for repeating it is that he often reads halfway and forgets the following. The old man will free his hand and beat his head vigorously until he remembers one sentence. I did it again, maybe because I didn’t remember the whole poem, or because I remembered the whole poem, the old man who had been silent for a long time suddenly pulled off his hoarse voice and howled hard, as if it was better than being taken by someone. The rope tied around his neck for a dog walk made the old man sad.

Probably because the old man was once a sword repairman.

As for the five-character ancient poem, Zhang Fenghai did not ask the reporter about the name.

No need ~lightnovelpub.net~ Zhang Fenghai, who is extremely complicated, can guess it.

A woman with a dark complexion and a slender figure walked to the top of the mountain. She was the one who accompanied the old man to climb the mountain to find Zhang Fenghai. She stretched her hand around the top of her head and expelled a few annoying butterflies. She was silent for a long time and finally spoke. Asked: "What do you think?"

Although she is a wooden hairpin with sackcloth and straw sandals, she is extremely shabby, but the colorful butterflies flutter around the wooden hairpin.

If you are not working all year round, and your skin is rough due to the sun, you would be a great beauty.

It was a woman who voluntarily asked to enter the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace. At first, Bai Yujing didn't pay attention to it. Later, she committed a prohibition and was thrown here.

This woman's crown, named Shixingyuan, is named Sheyun.

She used to be the ancestor of the Immortal Rod Sect, and she seemed to be looking for someone here. She had fulfilled her wish, but she had not fulfilled her wish. Because the person she was looking for was already a dead bone.

After she personally buried the corpse, there was no regret medicine to take anyway, just as she had come, she was at ease. It is not easy to come here anyway, let alone go out.

She had no intention of leaving alive, so she settled down here, but in order to protect herself and not be insulted, she found Zhang Fenghai, who was similar to a maid in these years.

In this place, old people, women, to be precise, the weak, will end up miserably.

If you want to live, especially if you want to live decently, you have to live undecently at all.

Zhang Fenghai looked dull and turned a deaf ear.

The teacher changed the subject, pointed his finger at the wheat field, and said with a smile: "It seems that this year's harvest is better than previous years by at least 30%."

Zhang Fenghai followed and laughed.

The two great monks who were once distinguished, smiled sincerely for the harvest of the wheat fields.

This is something that is unimaginable outside.

Except for her, there are many strange people and strange things here.

There was a short old man who was covered with ancient swords. He didn't know what method he used to hang himself, and he was able to survive. Year after year, he has survived many, many late-entry "juniors".

He is often scolded as an old beast, probably from a monster clan. The reason why no one insulted him seems to be because the old man was able to fight and fight. He once drew out an ancient sword from his body and chopped a "green and strong" man into mashed flesh. The bamboo poles are dried in the sun, and chewed as dried meat.

There is also a young man who seems to be one of the ancestors of the rice thief. For so many years, I only like to make porcelain, and then people will often break into the hut, beat it up, and then cry with grievances, and continue to burn the porcelain.

Some people are proficient in water and occupy a large section of the river. They make a living by fishing and fishing all year round. They form gangs. At first, more than a dozen men and women gathered together, began to pass on the family and spread the branches and leaves. Now there are nearly half a hundred people. It is said that I plan to build a family ancestral hall in the near future.

There is that fox-beautiful woman who was thrown into the Yanxia Cave only a few years ago. She was once a martial artist in the end of Zhuzhou. In the world of Qingming, a woman martial artist with a level of endurance is not very brilliant, at most it is one. The land of the state was trembling with power and prestige. As a result, when she got here, she walked on thin ice from the beginning, and then waited for her to kill the man who came to her door, which made her ecstatic, although her physique was like a secular woman, and She can't gather the slightest pure innocence, but because she is proficient in the art of murder, she is no longer in the martial arts realm, and her body is no longer there, but some "memory" is still there, which allows her to protect herself, and find a few more A weapon that was discarded casually, she can kill at will, but she has never meant to accept a disciple. These years, she likes to raise the face, and has been coveting Zhang Fenghai, and of course she also teaches.

There is a sloppy man with white hair and beard entangled in a ball. He was once the "yizi master" who likes to make waves. He is also known as the "word thief". He is good at tampering with the secret collections of the Xianfu Taoist Temple without knowing it. Scripture. If a Taoist official is careless, he will go astray. There is a monk on the mountain who speaks no name and life, and there is a monk who breaks the precepts, and is called a "famous monk."

There is also a burly man who likes to be naked all day long, dangling around, with a bunch of dog legs with weapons on his shoulders, and he is full of fists when he sees who is not pleasing to his eyes. Except for a few forces, he didn't dare to provoke him. The rest, in his words, "It's just a bunch of trash, not the enemy of the three tricks." If you know his hometown, he is just a half-bucket of jade. Jing, the first thought I was thrown in, turned out to feel that I belonged to the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace. The only thing I could say was that I had chased and killed someone in Zhu, but the problem was that I had won the world's number one. Eleven-person Zhu, what is there to brag about?

A person from Ruzhou Zhu has never won a fight on the mountain.

After all, here, all the old dao names, hilltop magic veins, realm magic weapons, and magic magical powers are all imaginary.

There are also people who like to collect those immortal family treasures that are left on the ground. They are often not low in rank. They start with magic weapons, and there are more than a dozen semi-celestial soldiers.

It's just that it's meaningless except when it's a display. Take it out?

Here, if there is a quarrel with others, or if you can’t avoid trouble, but still get trouble, it can only be a fight or a weapon fight. There are often many people and power. Big, whoever is more ruthless, will order the "army style" that was too lazy to look at before, and whoever can take advantage of it. It’s not that no one tries to learn the art of fighting and fighting, wants to rely on day and night walking, and work hard, trying to develop a "supernatural power" of flying over the wall. In fact, many people have similar skills. Tried, but almost no results, it is even more hopeful to want immediate results.

It was not that there were no "monks" who did not deal with Bai Yujing, who came to Zhang Fenghai's troubles, and as a result, all those who dared to go up the mountain to find this "little head teacher" died.

Even the fox-mei woman who has been coveting Zhang Fenghai's "beauty" has only dared to wander at the foot of the mountain several times. She, a master who can "jump like flying", still gives up the idea of ​​climbing again and again.

Shixingyuan sat on a rock and asked with a smile: "I always think you are the only one who has the hope of leaving here alive."

Zhang Fenghai doesn't like to talk very much.

She became accustomed to it, and said to herself: "It's not because of your identity, but because of your Dao Xin. It may be the most suitable for Tian Xin."

Zhang Fenghai finally opened his mouth and said, "If I didn't know how to use martial arts, I might have pain in my eyes every day."

Teacher Xingyuan had no weird expressions when he heard this vulgar language, and he was used to it a long time ago. The men around him either do not speak, but occasionally speak, and are very direct.

She intertwined her hands and ten fingers, went around the top of her head to behind her, her knuckles creaked, and asked casually: "If one day I can go out, what do I want to do most, fight with Yu Dou?"

Zhang Fenghai endured it, but let it go, didn't he call her an idiot?

She turned her head and smiled: "Talk about it."

Zhang Fenghai thought for a while and said, "Take a bath and put on clean clothes. When you go out, it's best to be outside in a big winter. Find a secluded place to dig the bamboo shoots, because the taste of winter bamboo shoots is thicker than spring bamboo shoots. The heavy snow seals the mountains. , Let’s cook bamboo shoots in an enclosed stove, boil big pieces of winter bamboo shoots, boil big pieces of bacon, drink the local brewed red bayberry shochu in a big bowl, drink enough rice and drink, get drunk, sleep loudly, snoring like thunder No one can care about Lao Tzu."

She swallowed and wiped her mouth, "I knew I would not ask."

Zhang Fenghai spontaneously said something coldly: "I heard the old man say, you are greedy for my body, it's not a day or two, it's true or false."

The teacher gave a blank look, "When I turned around and went down the mountain, I tore the old thing's stinky mouth."

Zhang Fenghai said: "He is not afraid of this. Before you came here, he had been fed feces and urine, sprayed out of his nose, and his face was full."

The teacher's course hesitated to speak but stopped.

Zhang Fenghai's expression was indifferent.

Teacher Xingyuan said: "Zhang Fenghai, why don't you make rules for everyone?"

Zhang Fenghai said, "What then?"

The teacher walks silently.

More "monks" arrived here, just like trapped beasts in a cage. Over time, many were tortured to death, many, but more, still completely lost heart.

Because in this Moxian Cave, the most terrifying thing is that all suicides are in vain, and they will often come back to life on their own the next day, and beg to die.

Therefore, in history, there have been many people who tried their best to kill people with the help of a knife, deliberately seek death, find someone to kill themselves, but they still have no success, they will live again, just as if there is a **** in the sky, discussing the heart.

I really want to die, and those who want to live may not be able to live.

This is the Moxian Cave, which seems to completely wipe out all the dignity of a person, the so-called "Dao Xin".

There are countless dead bones and corpses, all of whom were great monks of the famous movement during his lifetime.

There are both the senior officials of Bai Yujing and the banned monks from the fifteen states in the world.

There are about three hundred and seventy-eight living people in the land of a thousand miles, and most of them are born and raised here.

For the monk, it was a piece of tofu in the "land of slap", a matter of a few steps. But now, everyone can only walk on foot, and the site is not too small.

There are less than four hundred people scattered around, and it is not easy to meet each other. It's also fortunate that it's not easy to meet each other because of the distance. Otherwise, it is difficult to say whether there will be a hundred people left in Yanxia Cave.

Shi Xing Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky, bent down to pick up a stone, and then threw it off the cliff, saying: "I am not old enough, but I heard a few words from the senior on the mountain, saying that the battle was Yu Dou's true fame. In the first battle, it’s just not recorded in any history books. Have you ever read the secret files of related content in Yushu City before?"

"I haven't seen the relevant books. I have read all the books in Yushu City before I am 30 years old."

Zhang Fenghai shook his head, paused for a moment, took the soil and smeared his wounds on his hands, and slowly said: "But I have seen it with my own eyes. It is a kind of long-distance travel similar to'wandering'. It has long been lost. It was the doorway I figured out by myself, and then I watched the whole process of that battle."

The earliest Qingming under heaven was neither the fourteen states in name nor the nineteen states commonly known as under the mountain. It used to be fifteen states.

Yu Dou led all the Taoist officials of Bai Yujing, and then summoned the Taoist officials of the world to rush to the battlefield of that state.

The scale, the far-reaching influence, the tragic war, and the unwinding of Yongzhou in later generations are far from comparable.

On the border of a state, above the sea of ​​clouds layered upon layers, just surround the land of a state,

Countless Taoists wore blue robes.

Such as the blue crane.

Green cranes are in groups.

The final result is the real "lushen" of a state, creating the huge lake today.

According to legend, there was a certain adage that had spread long ago, and there was Lu Shen in a state of mourning.

Later, it was equivalent to less than going to the Qingming world in the territory of a state, and there really came a foreign Taoist named Lu Chen, who was personally brought into Bai Yujing by the head teacher Kou Ming, and eventually became a disciple of the Taoist ancestor and served as the teacher of the third head. After that , Lu Shen built another South China City.

Having roughly talked about the battlefield picture with the woman next to him, Zhang Fenghai explained: "The reason why the fight was so tragic is because there is one person in a state. To be precise, it is the one who is said to be regarded as the fifteenth realm. The demon, somehow, successfully fleeed from the outer sky to the blue underworld, the creatures of a state, together with the roots and veins of the mountains, all the dead things in the territory are it."

Teacher Xing Yuan was shocked to hear, and suddenly frowned, "Where is Dao Ancestor?"

Zhang Fenghai said: "It seems that he has gone to heaven, and Taoist ancestors are asking for the truth on the road."

Teacher Xingyuan looked weird and said: "So I'm so good."

Zhang Fenghai stood up and hit a Daomenji, "Respectfully welcome Daozu."

A young Taoist priest appeared out of thin air, smiled and nodded, and turned his head to look at the "teacher", and soon there was a "monk" with a vague face and a vague figure floating out.

Dao Zu smiled and said: "Zhang Fenghai, you go to participate in this three religions debate. If you win, you will be allowed to leave the Bai Yujing Daoist status. If you lose, you will eat your winter bamboo shoots stew and drink."

Zhang Fenghai inspected the leader again, "I will abide by the decree of the law."

Shi Xingyuan looked at the "young Taoist priest", his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

Dao Ancestor smiled and said: "Okay, Lu Bixia, don't hide, you leave here with Zhang Fenghai and the teacher's line, and you will be free again immediately."

Teacher Xingyuan only felt that his headache was splitting apart. After a while, his eyes sparkled, and he asked, "What's the price?"

Dao Zu said: "Who are you talking to?"

The next moment, Sanxian Lu Bixia, one of the alternates of the Qingming world, borrowed from the ascendant peak monk who lived in the soul of "Teacher Xingyuan", and somehow fell out of the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace and fell on the boundary line of Bai Yujing, lying down. In the dust of the road, it was a long time unable to get up.

In an instant, Zhang Fenghai and Shi Xingyuan stood beside Lu Bixia.

At the top of the mountain, the Outer Transformation Demon sighed, "You are better."

Daozu squatted down and gently turned over the clay board. Without the nails, there were still nail marks.

Daozu stood up, the clay tablet turned into a ball of dust.

"It's a pity it's too late."

The Huawai Tianma glanced and sneered: "Last time it was me. This time I was deceived by the embroidered tiger. After that, I have to make a good deduction to see how I did it."

It's not that you won this monarch after three hundred years of mourning.

It's that Chen Jun is worthy of five hundred years of Taoism.

After all, Zhang Fenghai is still young, and he is not good enough, but it is not easy. After all, he can figure out seven things.

Dao Zu said calmly: "Is it funny?"

The Huawai Tianma immediately trembled, then suddenly laughed wildly, then returned to calm, and finally sighed, "How difficult is it to ask for the truth on the road. You are planning to violate the contract of the three of you, and make another shot when the matter comes, or just leave it alone, completely ignore it." The world is up."

Daozu smiled and said, "It's not that Yu Dou has never seen a big scene."

The Huawai Tianma nodded, "Indeed."

What about being an enemy of the world, such as when the chess game is guessed first, Yu Dou sits in front of the chessboard and only picks up a black chess.

Ruzhou is a small border country and a remote county in Yingchuan County. There is an old Taoist temple called "Lingjing". In the past few years, there was a heavy snowfall of goose feathers, which was rarely encountered in a century, and it collapsed several houses. The abbot of the Taoist temple begged grandpa to tell grandma. After raising money, apart from rebuilding the house, I found that I still had some money on hand, so I repaired all the inside and outside of the Taoist temple, and then put gold leaf on the two patriarchs and the clay statues of the Taoist temple worshipped inside. Going to the foot of the mountain, looking at the whole view of Taoist temple from a distance, I only feel that it is a magnificent dojo, with ancient trees, new temples and temples with ancient seals, and old locust trees on both sides of the trail.

There is nothing surprising about this spiritual conception. It is very difficult to find an old Taoist **** who is climbing relatives by going through the local county annals.

Taoism is so small that only this abbot of Taoism named Hong Miao is the only official Taoist official who possesses Taoist Taoist priests in Taoist temples, and Hong Laoguan is still a foreigner. In fact, he has pushed up three hundred years of Taoist temples. The abbots are all foreign Taoist priests. As long as the term of office is over, they will leave this place without hesitation. In the future, I will be a errand and sit on a cold bench as a daunting way. It is really this place. The aura of heaven and earth is too thin, so it is not suitable. A place for spiritual practice. Want to become a Taoist official, and how to get promoted when you become a Taoist official, it’s simple and simple to say, one depends on the realm, becoming a qi-trainer, two depends on knowledge and being able to teach urns, and three depends on family background. As long as you are willing to spend money, there will be a way after all. Walkable. So a Taoist temple is a similar situation, so the Taoist temples in each county are often larger and larger, and the incense is prosperous. . The backer is the backer, but in this plain boundary, the poor Taoist temple can climb to the top just on a lonely hill, dozens of steps on the mountain road.

The next-ranked imperial examinations were of the same age, not to mention Jinshi masters. In the past two to three hundred years, there hasn't even been a Juren. As for whether it is two hundred years or three hundred years, who is going to remember this, anyway, it is not something to show off. I don't know, whether it is a Taoist official or an imperial examination, when will the famine be broken.

In fact, Hong Miao, the current master of the spiritual realm view, is quite old. Although he can't look at Jiazi's age, he is almost a hundred years old, but he is only an alternate Taoist official. It's just this kind of thing. . The abbot Taoist, commonly known as Guanzhu, is present in every Taoist temple, no matter how big or small. But the abbot is not a permanent position, and some abbots will concurrently hold several Taoist temples. They must all be the masters in a country, the kind of master who can see the emperor's majesty.

According to an old saying of Taoism elders, we have Taoism, temples, temples, temples, but not temples. In addition, the abbot of Taoism is in common with the Western Buddhist countries, just like the jungles of the ten directions and the jungles of descendants. The two sayings are similar, and the monk Taoism has similar rules. Of course, as soon as the abbot said, it is still more popular among monks, but what does it matter? Don't we also fight for the title of "Taoist"? But it should be said that there is a young man in the view asking the bottom line, "Taoist"? Aren't we the Taoist priests from the beginning? Then you will definitely get an angry sentence, what do you know, the inside story of these secrets, and you will naturally know it when your family’s ancestor’s grave is smoked and when you become a Taoist master.

The so-called "old people" of spiritual view are actually two people. Of course, both of them have no Taoism. One is a part-time temple blessing. It is said that because the ancestors gave a few acres of fertile land to the Taoist temple, they came here to receive a salary. After all, mosquito meat is also meat. In addition, a pianist "Taoist" is also an acquaintance of the guests. As for Hong Lao Guanzhu, it is more difficult for those who are able to work.

The counties, large and small Taoist temples in a country are almost all officially built and can be compared. In fact, there are three things, whether "Imperial Jian", only the emperor's imperial gift, the word "Imperial Jian" is on the plaque of the mountain gate. Then there are the number of Taoist officials and their support, that is, the incense is not prosperous, there are not many big pilgrims, and there are not many good men and believers. In the world of Qingming, the jungle temple is much larger and has many Taoist officials, because it is nominally shared by all Taoists in the world and has no private property. In a sense, it can be understood that all belong to Bai Yujing.

Early this morning, Lord Hong Guan went for a walk down the mountain again. The snow was heavy outside the mountain, and the scenery was good. The old Taoist priest crouched with his hands behind his hands, climbing slowly, his face full of sadness and long sighs.

It's harder to have a stern Taoist official in a remote country than to climb to the sky.

The Taoist temple is so small that as long as you open the door, you can see the main hall, except for the Bell Tower and Drum Tower, there is not even a two-story building.

It is really poor. The rich have thousands of good ways to live, and the poor have only one hard way.

Yingchuan County has five counties under its jurisdiction, and there are three Taoist temples built by the government. It stands to reason that no matter how bad the spiritual view is, there shouldn’t be just such a bit of incense. The problem is that people are more popular than others, and goods are lost if you compare goods. Just talk about the next door The Taoist temple in the county has good luck, and the ancestors have passed by. It is said that the collection is dedicated to a Taoist book published by the imperial court. Therefore, the pilgrims of this county would rather go there to burn incense.

In recent years, Master Hong Lao Guan has been thinking about the day he can help Lingjing Guan build a temple of wealth.

So the young people in Taoist temples, when they heard that the old masters were sleeping and talking in their dreams, they were all worried about such a thing.

Including the master Hong Miao, there are only six "resident Taoists" in total, because Liu Fang, who nominally bears the identity of a temple blessing, does not live on the mountain.

Hong Miao walked into the Taoist temple and found that only Chang Geng, the pianist who was in charge of the kitchen room, was the only one who was in charge of the kitchen. At the morning clock, I guess I have nothing to do when I am idle. Guannei charcoal has a quota. I swept the floor there. I saw the old Guanzuo, embraced the broom, said hello, stomped lightly, bowed his head and rubbed his hands. Huh. The only advantage of a small Taoist temple is that there are many official titles, so you want to pick whatever you want. When Chang Geng was young, he was one of the few great pilgrims in the spiritual realm. After looking through his account books, he gave almost three hundred taels of silver to the Taoist temple. He also gifted many books on the Taoist temple. Of course, Chang Geng insisted that he lent it to the Taoist temple, at least. It was worth seven or eighty taels of silver. It was just such a mess left by the former master, that Chang Geng, who later fell into his family, was able to bring a poor relative to come here to have a meal, otherwise he would make a profit. It is not a simple matter to be a "resident Taoist" who can receive a monthly salary. Within a county, there are not a few people who want to enter the spiritual realm view through trust.

Hong Miao and Chang Geng nodded their heads, went to the main hall and walked around, then stepped out of the threshold, went to the gate of Taoist Temple and stood for a while, and returned to the courtyard. Chang Geng's wrinkled face forced a smile out of it. Asked: "Master Hong Guan, are you waiting for someone?"

Hong Miao smiled and shook his head and started walking in the courtyard. Chang Geng dragged his broom and stood aside, one after another, from one room, three young people walked out, with their hands in the cotton cloth gowns, and their shoulders shrunk. , Shivering, exhaling the fog, watching the master wandering around there, watching too much, really not interested, so I went on his own. Several non-adjacent vegetable gardens have been opened up on the mountain. As for the private property of Taoism, there are more than ten acres. Most of them are allocated by the county government. After all, it is a single seedling in the jurisdiction. The incense was broken.

The last one to walk out of the house was a sleepy-eyed teenager. His appearance could only be regarded as upright. He bowed his head and bowed his waist with his hands in his sleeves. In the winter, the snow was very cold and the snow melted colder. The so-called Taoist robes they wore If you don't keep out the cold, let's make do with it. The young man called Chang Geng to Chang Geng first. The old man smiled and nodded in greeting. In fact, there were two errands for Taoist temple sweeping, morning bells and evening drums, which were supposed to be errands for young people, so the old man helped to do it, but several young people took turns. If you make the toilet, you can avoid it. Your kid is not a golden man, and the rich man, do it yourself.

When Hong Miao finished fighting, the young man named Chen Cong called out Hong Guanzhu.

Hong Miao just nodded. He usually doesn't have a good face to the old and the young. They can't talk about being lazy, but the two of them are generally virtuous with the others. They can be lazy and never take the initiative to take the initiative. It really makes Hong Miao like it or not. stand up.

After that was the boring morning class. Except for the teenagers who were barely serious, there were two **** who shook their heads and pecking at rice by the way.

Except for Chen Cong, the three young people were named Ma Zhong, Tu Gao, and Lin Xu.

Among them, Ma Zhong and Miaozhu Liu Fang are relatives. His mother's is another one who came in, because privately Liu Fang promised that in a few years, he was willing to give a spiritual view of two acres of land. As for how many years will be in the end , Hong Miao didn't bother to ask, anyway, before leaving his post, if Liu Fang still didn't hand over the land deed with Taoist temple, he would roll up the bedding together.

Ma Zhong, this guy, had already figured out his own road number. I went to school when I was young, like reading books and sloppy schoolwork. I always like to sneak up at the temple fair next door, just to read the miscellaneous books on the roadside stalls of those temple fairs, comic strips, legends of legends, koan novels, smoked ghosts, etc. Willing to spend money. About Mo is reading a book to show his brain stupid, Ma Zhong has always been carrying a delusion of a certain idiot and dreaming, and from time to time he asks the master Hong Miao, is your old man, is it the kind of outsider in the book?

In fact, Hong Miao did know how to fly through the clouds and mists in a few handwritten books.

But I was really impatient with being entangled, so I just said a few words perfunctorily, yeah, yeah, I'll pass on some of your magic tricks later, wait patiently, go, and pour the dung on the vegetable garden first.

As for Lin Xu, just by looking at his name, you know that your family has a bit of capital. Generally, poor people don’t use such a rare word in the name. Because the word is too uncommon, it is often misunderstood by outsiders and is habitually called it. Lin Lu, the Taoist temple followed. Lin Xi was too lazy to care, a bunch of buns, with a fart. Lin Wei's family has opened several shops in the county town. It is a well-established family, because his parents think he always likes to make troubles and fights with others, so he has to fight with the county grandfather... After deciding the relationship, I left it here and handed it over to the old **** Hong to help "strictly control and persuade to be good."

Every time Lin Wei went down the mountain to go home, and then returned to Taoist temple, he would boast that the brand-new clothes he was wearing was a few taels of silver.

Only the soil anointing was tested into the spiritual realm view by relying on true ability.

Tuyao has a strange surname, a rare name. I have always believed that I have a lot of history, in fact, I am a rural villager.

Ma Zhong always has some strange opinions.

When we look at the subject, we all look like a practicing family, knowing a lot about martial arts.

I heard that the old Guanzhu, who just came here, likes to drop his bookbags, and now that more than ten years have passed, he has long been too lazy to play the piano with outsiders.

Hong Miao taught a Taoist martial art of breathing and breathing, which was described as mysterious by the old master, and later exposed the truth to Lin Xu. It turns out that any official Taoist temple can be a resident Taoist and teach this so-called "Xiang". "Family Guidance Technique", afterwards, Lin Wei spent the entire month working in the vegetable garden and kitchen, but he gave out some coins, and Tu Gao and Chen Cong did it for them.

Ma Zhong always lives in his own world. Lin Wei seems to be laughing and joking every day, enthusiastic and cheerful, as if he likes to be brothers and brothers with everyone. Of course, he often likes to turn his face. Afterwards, he is like a okay person. Tuya likes to show Chen Cong the most, and Chen Cong is also a bad man. Yes, I don’t suffer every time, even if I lose here, I can always find it to make up for it elsewhere. A few of them, the ones who really fought, were actually Ma Zhong and Lin Fu. They were in the house, their eyes wandering, and no one dared to offend them. Chen Cong just lied on the kang by the window. A copper coin was flipped in his hand.

Fifteen years of being a monk or entering Taoism is an extremely important watershed. It is not a small threshold. If you have crossed or passed this threshold, even if you still can't get the Taoist priest, or you can't find a Taoist official to serve as your own. The “Master” is a teacher. There is no way to have a formal orthodoxy. You can go to the county government to get an errand. For example, you can work as an accumulating point in the household that is in charge of the fish scale register. The status and status are better than the average. The subordinates are a lot taller, even officials like the county grandfather and the county lieutenant, when they meet at the county government, they are likely to be willing to stop and chat for a few words.

In fact, both Ma Zhong and Lin Wei were waiting for this.

After spending at least 15 years on the Taoist temple, you will have the opportunity to work in the government office, which is also considered an iron job. In the subordinates, there are also three or six classes. Those who have been "gilded" in Taoist temples can always get some good errands that are both leisurely and oily, and can not be scolded by neighbors in the neighborhood. At least he is more like a master official than some subordinates. For example, is it a "official position" handed down from generation to generation. Is it a good job? Of course not. Although it is an indispensable position and a more iron job, it will always make ordinary people feel uncomfortable.

By the end of the morning class, the classic guest Chang Geng was also busy in the kitchen, and he was ready to eat. When the old master took the chopsticks, and another chopstick dish, he began to **** wildly, and the chopsticks flew like flying, and waited until Hong Miao again. Stretch out the pair of chopsticks and just wait.

After half an hour of rest, there was another class waiting. Sitting on the futon in the main hall, Hong Miao wasted her saliva, and the rest were just like spending time with an old Taoist priest.

Only Tuyao, I can occasionally go to Hong Miao’s house to look through the books that have been collected by the old master for many years. However, Tuyao found that many of the so-called private collections of the old masters all have the same book seal printed on them. I anointed my **** and thought, I knew that it was the old book collected by Chang Geng, the pianist. Many times, I wanted to help the old master to tear off the pages of the stamped book. Doesn’t it mean that I was stolen, but I didn’t dare to start after all. .

The wind is rustling, day by day, just hitting the bell in the morning and the drum in the evening. After finishing schoolwork and eating, it's another day after sleeping and waking up. Time passed by.

There was another heavy snow last night. The world was like a man wearing a fox fur. It was about two miles away from the Taoist Temple. There was a river and a wooden bridge. Chen Cong often went down the mountain alone to wander around.

The ice under the bridge is freezing today, and there are no pedestrians on the road. The cotton-clothed boy put on a pair of old leather boots, walked on the wooden bridge, and jumped vigorously. The snow on the bridge was like silver scattered on the ice.

The teenager has a very good memory, never forgets, and can remember half-faced people after many years.

Moreover, Chen Cong had only read through the few books in the spiritual realm view, and he had many insights of his own.

This made Chen Cong feel weird, puzzled, mysterious and mysterious, just like... I have read these books in my last life.

Moreover, Chen Cong found himself always feeling a bit sad or joyful inexplicably.

In the end, the boy finally came to a conclusion that made sense!

Damn it, I wouldn't be the kind of monastic genius mentioned in the book.

Chen Cong grinned, squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow, and patted it on his face, calm, calm, and restraint.

Not long ago, I heard that there was a strange incident in the palace. I heard that it was caused by a ghost that came from elsewhere. It had destroyed several lives. Soon a group of officials sent by the court came. After that, Hong Miao looked at him, as if he was ten years old again overnight. After that, I would often be at the entrance of the Taoist temple, as if waiting for someone. After that, there were two strange faces in the Taoist temple, a man and a woman, but none of them were wearing Taoist robes.

A few of them squatted under the eaves and lined up to bask in the sun.

The man, who seemed to have looked at the soil ointment a few more times, and the cold-faced young woman glanced at everyone, and finally looked at

The thread lingered on Ma Zhong for a while, but it wasn't too much.

She and Hong Miao on the side shook their heads imperceptibly. The old Taoist sighed slightly, seemingly disappointed, but not too disappointed, probably already mentally prepared.

It is really hard for clever women to cook without rice. These children are already the best Taoist embryos that old Taoist priests can find in a county in these years. Regardless of whether it was sent to the door on the initiative, it was the anointing in Hong Miao's own photograph. It seems that there is still no surprise. Otherwise, Hong Miao is the abbot after all. The temple wish Liu Fang and the classic guest Chang Geng can really do it casually. Just bring people in?

Now these children, in fact, still don't know anything about it. If they want to be the abbot of an official Taoist temple, unless they are the kind of highly educated scholars, their cultivation must start in the Dongfu realm. Hong Miao belongs to the latter. It’s just that Hong Miao practiced well, but he was not very knowledgeable when he was studying, and many exams were not able to pass the exam, so he was stuck with the alternate Taoist official, but Hong Miao The reason why the spiritual realm view can still be filled is by relying on the veteran Taoist's sea-viewing realm cultivation base. Of course, this has nothing to do with the spiritual realm view and "fatness" at all, and it has a lot to do with it.

In this matter, Ma Zhong's view is not really wrong. The child was wronged by mistake.

In order to stop the fierce ghost that crossed the border, the old Taoist priest was actually seriously injured. Although he fell, he had merit. It would be recorded by the government office. If there is no accident, he will be given a life saver. The elixir of life extension is extremely rare, a good thing that can't be bought with money, but it can't be the master of this Taoist temple. To put it simply, you can go to a Qingshui Yamen in Fucheng to take care of it.

For these children, Hong Miao has his own plans.

Ma Zhong, in fact, had the best qualifications, and was most expected by Hong Miao. Of course, compared with the Xiu Dao Toshihiko in those great views, there was still a big gap.

Lin Wei was just a rich man who was in the middle of nowhere, so he stopped talking. Taoist incense and incense depended largely on his family's money for relief. The wealth that Hong Miao finally saved by himself, the immortal money was almost all used to refine the aura of the pitiful heaven and earth. As a result, in the Taoist Temple, Hong Miao observed several times in secret. Those bastards, no Dozing off is just ignorant, and none of them can detect the ripples of Qi. In fact, this has already explained the problem. Together with Ma Zhong, whether you can practice in the future, it is not easy to make a rash decision, but at least it is certain, no The kind of real genius who is suitable for cultivating in the sky.

He has strong muscles and bones, and is likely to practice martial arts. In addition, he is the one who is most hopeful of getting an alternate Taoist official by studying.

As for Chen Cong, he has a good memory and can barely be considered a seed for reading. Read some books on the Taoist temple, lay a good foundation, and then go to the imperial examination. Don’t expect to be selected in the examination. In the future, there will be a talent and fame. It is always not difficult to start a family. .

And these two strangers on the rivers and lakes are old friends from the city, one is Song Tuo, and the woman is Tan Tiao.

Song Tuo is a martial artist in the five realms, and he is in the second stage of Qi refining anyway, and he is also the way to go to the inner family boxing. Then he will have a physique for more than ten or twenty years, and he can be ranked in the six realms. I think, as long as you rank among the six realms, you can earn a not-so-low official status in any city. What's more, Song Tuo and the Crow Mountain of the Chijin Dynasty, a certain seven-level master, are all friends. This golden-level martial artist is heard to be a re-disciple of a certain direct disciple of the "Master Lin".

In this Ruzhou, whether there are one or several friends from the rivers and lakes of Yashan is a symbol of status. Takeshi under the mountain, monks on the mountain, and Taoist officials are inevitable.

And that young female Xiu Tanyao was a gas trainer on the road of smuggling urns. She was extremely young in the Dongfu realm. After all, she was less than forty years old, and she was a fairy of the middle five realms.

There are some things that can't be compared with those unattainable Daoist geniuses, it is too easy to make people feel frustrated.

Moreover, Tanyao belongs to a deep family study, and there is that kind of private altar. Simply put, it is the county family who is qualified to do the private urn business. The government will not support it, but it will not be explicitly prohibited. It is said that her earliest name was 籔, which has the same pronunciation and different characters as Yab. Later, somehow, it was probably because the word 籔 was really too uncommon, so it was changed to a relatively simple yab.

After entering the house and closing the door, Hong Miao smiled bitterly: "Unfortunately it is not spring, otherwise I dare not say to stop the Dragon Gate ghost, stop it for a while, it is not a luxury."

The old Taoist learned a little bit of thunder when he was young. According to the golden rules and jade rules established by the towering Bai Yujing, he is the only teacher to determine the Dao lineage of a Dao official in his life. It is extremely difficult to change, but Dao officials practice other skills. There is no restriction, there are almost no taboos, the more the better. Hong Miao has mastered the side-by-side method of thunder. It is the ability to press the box when he was young and learned from a strange man. According to the Taoist book, the vitality and smoke are gathered together, and one of the true spirits is completely disintegrated. It is a wild ghost. Wandering soul. And the spring thunder between heaven and earth, to those filthy and filthy things, is like a drum for life. It's a pity that Hong Miao is limited by his own roots and is not good at learning. He can only refining and condense the three-fold wind of blows at noon in the golden autumn season year after year, and then cooperate with the hand thunder method, but it is a pity to deal with it. A ghost in the Dragon Gate Realm is not enough to see.

Hong Miao took out a string of nine emperors' money with a yellow spike from his sleeve, and laughed at himself: "This fight really lost my grandma's house."

This is a precious artifact given by the court as a rule after Hong Miao became the abbot of the spiritual realm.

The imperial courts of Ruzhou have different rewards. There are many kinds of demon descending mirror, demon catching gourd, talisman and so on.

Song Tuo's face was solemn, "Brother Hong, I can introduce you to Bai Yu Gang. I have always had a good relationship with the helper Liu Xi."

Hong Miao waved his hand and said, "Which one of us is with you, don't swell your face and make you fat. Bai Yu Gang, as the sect of Yashan, has a very high threshold. What's more, Yashan as a whole does not like to interact with officials of other countries. , Liu Zongshi may be willing to give you Song Tuo as a guest of the Bai Yu Gang, but it’s hard to tell if you are a friend of a friend. If you change to a poor Dao, you probably won’t nod your head. Why did you hurt your feelings with Liu Xi? If you are a little sophisticated, how can you still understand the poor way?"

Hong Miao sighed immediately, "The imperial court's penal department, together with the offerings in the government office, it is estimated that someone will be sent here soon to investigate the detailed process of this matter. It is a cutscene. Then the poor road is about to fight. After returning home, I originally thought that I would do something here, whether it was a Taoist official or a Jinshi, as long as I could help Yingchuan County to produce such a character, I could use this merit to break the bottleneck of the sea view. It turned out to be good, and it’s still a fall. Stealing chickens won’t eclipse rice, but that’s the case. Now I just ask the predecessors to plant trees so that a descendant can take advantage of the shade. Peace of mind. I just don’t know if I can wait until this day comes before Pan Dao closes his eyes."

This is the greatest selfishness of the old Taoist priest.

Actively requesting to come here to serve as the abbot of the spiritual realm is just for this "just in case".

In case a local Taoist official appeared here, the old Taoist priest had a lot of merit in his body.

Of course, Hong Miao was not the only one who saw this. In fact, those who wanted to come here to try their luck, those former Taoist abbots, nine out of ten, were all rushing towards this. As for the last one, it was not, of course it was a mess of officialdom. Unhappy, I was squeezed out by my boss or colleagues and sent me to sit on the bench.

The reason why the monk fell into the realm has endless troubles, in addition to the sharp drop in his cultivation, it is difficult to use many magical powers at the bottom of the box, and the biggest problem is Yangshou.

Hong Miao is not worthy of relying on that pill alone. Even if he sells iron, he still has to go to those Xianjia Ferry or the familiar mountain fairy mansion to buy a few life-saving elixir. If you don't have money, you still care about it.

Song Tuo held back for a long time, but he could only suffocate a comforting word, "If you are kind enough to get a good report, you still have to believe it."

Hong Miao smiled and nodded, "That's right."

The old Taoist looked out the window, a little melancholy and a little dazed.

Hong Miao also had lofty ambitions. With that knowledge of the law, he became a man who was praised by the Taoist book as "the abbot of the human heart, the abbot of the heaven and the heart, and the high truth of the person without distracting thoughts." The Three Altars of the Heavenly Immortals were taught by a real "lawyer" in the imperial court's imperial palace, or in a jungle palace that is second to none in Ruzhou, he held a throne ascension ceremony and served as the abbot. He even became a land immortal with a golden pill, resident on land, and became the most worthy of the name of the immortal master.

The biggest extravagant hope is something that an old Taoist doesn't dare to think about often. Of course, it is the sleepwalking on the twelfth floor of the Fifth City of Baiyujing!

Tan Tiao said: "Chief Hong Dao, if you don't feel condescended, you can go to my house to serve as a clean guest, and I have been missing a Western seat."

Even if Hong Miao fell, he was still a cultivator of the Dongfu realm, not to mention the veteran Taoist's incense connections, and his knowledge was still there.

It's not a cost-effective business, but the family can generally guarantee no loss. After all, in addition to salary, one or two life-prolonging pills will definitely be given.

The old Taoist smiled and waved his hand and said: "Why do you have to do business where both parties do not make a profit? Those with big eyes and small eyes will be poor and have a bad temper. They will have to be unhappy with you sooner or later. When the time comes, each will have complaints, so why bother."

Tan Yabun just wanted to talk, but he quickly swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

Hong Miao turned his head and looked out the window, "I finally came."

On the side of the corridor, under the eaves, there were a few squatting side by side. Among them, Chen Cong only slightly raised his eyelids and continued to yawn with his hands.

As for the horse weight, he has touched the corner of the wall and eavesdropped on the conversation between the three, but he didn't seem to be able to hear anything.

With three figures, she dropped her figure at the foot of the Lingjingguan mountain and chose to hike up the mountain. This was not worthy of this unknown little Taoist temple, but she didn't dare not take Bai Yujing's rules seriously.

Ma Zhong was the first to turn his head and looked at the three outsiders who walked into the Taoist Temple. He quickly stood up, not daring to breathe. He was a serious court official, really a god!

Tu Gao hit Chen Cong with his elbow, lifted his chin, and motioned to quickly look at the distinguished guests.

Chen Cong first turned his head to look at the soil ointment around him, then looked up blankly, stunned, and finally his eyes brightened, full of curiosity, envy, low self-esteem, and longing.

I saw the three Taoist gods, a young monk carrying a copper coin sword, a pale golden gourd hunting gourd hanging from the waist of an old man, and a female crown that looked like a girl.

In fact, the three of them were very puzzled as to why a ghost would suddenly appear in Yingchuan County, which has always been peaceful and safe, and the realm was not low.

Therefore, from the imperial palace to the city, I dare not take it lightly, especially the latter, which is always tight with a heartstring. In fact, the so-called killing of a few lives is an exaggerated gossip. It's just that the two county government offices were all fooled by the brave ghosts. Two of them had the status of Taoist officials. The demon was stunned and giggled. Before, the crotch had to be wet several times every day. He was so decent. There was also a Taoist who was not a gas trainer. He was not much better off the court. He was stripped of his clothes and threw naked on the street. , This ghost is simply provoking a county or even the state officials.

On the border side, a Taoist official has already launched a rigorous search, and the three of them are responsible for searching within hundreds of miles. They are worried about the cunning of the ghosts, and they hide near the spiritual realm. They come to the Taoist temple, except During the investigation, it was necessary to determine whether the ghost was hiding in the boundary around the hill. After the three entered the Taoist Temple, they did not wait for Hong Miao's polite greeting. The young Taoist official carrying the ancient copper sword held a demon mirror in his hand. Rising, the light shining everywhere, the young Taoist slowly moved the bronze mirror in his hand, not even letting go of the Bell Tower and Drum Tower in the Spiritual Realm View, and finally fell back into the courtyard, Hong Miao, as the watcher, showed a vaguely angry face, but started from scratch. At the end, there was no sound.

In the old Taoist house, after some cross-examination, the three Taoist officials recorded the content in the book, then left, and after walking down the mountain, sailed away in the wind.

They also brought a copy of the official document of the palace and left it to Hong Miao. The old Taoist priests would no longer be the masters immediately. After returning to the palace, they would have another appointment.

After that, the old Taoist called Chang Geng, the Dian guest, and handed the Taoist account books to the elderly. Hong Miao asked them to wait patiently for the next abbot to take office. They don’t need to worry about the handover of property, account books, and books. There are only a few dozen taels of silver left on the side. The veteran Taoist also said that he posted talisman in several places in the Taoist temple. Don't take it off casually. It can drive away evil spirits and avoid ghosts.

A few days after the result, everyone in the Taoist temple was in danger, and everyone was frightened. Fortunately, they did not see anything sneaky. When Liu Fang heard about this, he wanted to take advantage of the fact that the new master had not come.

I went to Hong Miao’s room and slept for a few nights. It was nothing but I became more determined to hide in the spiritual realm. As soon as I heard that Hong Miao posted a talisman in the Taoist temple, I was so scared that I turned around and left. I ran down the mountain and made up my mind within a few months, resolutely not to go up the mountain, anyway, whether there is a temple or not, Taoism is not bad.

Behind the Taoist Temple, next to a vegetable garden, there is a well that has been dry for many years. There is nothing but fallen leaves and snow.

In his early years, Lin Wei used to frighten the others, deliberately saying that there was actually a female ghost who committed suicide in the well. As a result, Hong Miao overheard it inadvertently and scolded Lin Wei bloody.

Tuyao discovered that Ma Zhong had recently changed his **** and changed his personality. Originally, the division of labor was clear, and no one was willing to do more. However, Ma Zhong took the initiative to take care of all the work in the vegetable garden, and he often wakes up at night. , It often took a long time to return to the house. As time passed, even Lin Xun noticed something was wrong, but he was happy to see it happen, and stopped others from doing things diligently. After Chen Cong was reminded by the soil cream, he also found it really strange. After thinking about it, he made an appointment with the soil cream. He didn't sleep at night and went to see what Ma Zhong was doing. As a result, Chen Cong slept like a pig, and the soil cream strongly supported him. Eyelid, he clearly heard the slight movement of the horse reopening the door and closing the door, but after all, the soil cream was timid and afraid of the cold. After thinking about it, he went to sleep.

Inside the well, the inner wall is like a painting. She is a glamorous woman wearing a bright red dowry. She is truly beautiful and picturesque.

This is also the reason why she was able to avoid the demon mirror before. At that time, the light flowed into the well, and it really made this ghost feel unbearable, so she had to grit her teeth and hold it back, otherwise she couldn't run out to kill. It's just weird. Recently, she always felt that there were such tiny traces in the small Taoist temple that were annoying. She took advantage of the time when the small Taoist temple had no Taoist officials, and with a unique secret technique, she carefully inspected every corner of the Taoist temple. , It turned out that it was the little girl named Tan Tau. She moved her hands and feet, and her realm was not high, but she secretly left a family talisman, which was posted under the desk in Hong Miao's room. Killer? It can be considered as meticulous, lucky, and in a few decades, or one or two hundred years, maybe the old lady will still be a little bit jealous.

Haha, now playing scheming with my old lady, girl, you are still very tender.

As for that Ma Zhong, she was indeed stunned by her, and she was confused, but in fact, she knew better that if it weren't for Ma Zhong to be unreliable, it would not go so smoothly.

No matter what, she intends to practice for a long time here.

In the capital of Nanhe Kingdom, an old **** of the upper five realms, as a real person protecting the country, tonight the old real person is on the side of the Qin Tianjian, on the high platform, watching the sky at night, and after taking back his sight, the old real person sitting on the futon is faint With a sigh, how dare he tell an outsider a guess in his heart, even the emperor did not dare to say anything.

A country’s ritual system has established roads, prefectures, counties, and counties. The prefectures are not permanent, but are often key places. For example, the Yingchuan County, where ghosts have recently been banned, has been fighting for The county was elevated to a mansion.

The reason why he was on the side of His Majesty did not dare to mention a word.

Now there is a small hidden landscape on the border of Nanhe Country. It is very likely that it is a trace of Daoism under a certain special situation of a certain great monk.

For example, a Taoist person who lives in a secluded dojo in the mountains, and then cannot restrain the dispersion of his own Dao Qi on the way to retreat, he should start in the fairyland no matter what. In other words, a certain great cultivator's soldiers disbanded silently, and his Dao Qi was completely dispersed between the world and the earth. No matter what, the old man dared not confess the matter to Bai Yujing. In the final analysis, apart from this weird place, the origin is unknown, and there is a lot of uncertainty, but it is still a trivial matter to talk about influence, and to break the sky, but it is just an extra Dragon Gate ghost. Once Bai Yujing is disturbed, it is no small matter. One carelessness will turn into a big thing. Not to mention him, even the emperor and the entire court can't bear the consequences.

If Master Bai Yujing is still in charge, or Master Lu is in charge of the affairs of the world, it will not be a big problem.

Maybe you are lucky, and you can also let the master Lu, who likes to play the world, visit the capital of Nanhe State.

Thinking of this, the old Zhenren sighed again. He has been practicing Dao for hundreds of years. He has never been to Bai Yujing. He just met a Bai Yujing Tianxian Taoist attending the ceremony. He was far away, and he saw that he didn’t dare. Go up and talk for a while.

The problem is that now it is the Master Yu who is in charge of world affairs.

Since it's not a big deal, and it's just a golden core at best, and it didn't cause any major troubles, then it's a trivial matter, just catch the female ghost.

On the peak of Runyue Peak, he stopped to walk hard, his heart moved slightly, and he turned his head and looked in one direction subconsciously.

It's just that during the recent period, I have seen too many weirdness, so I won't go into it.

Especially the appearance of the Lin Jiangxian, and then there will be Bixiao Cave Master, before that there was the Yongzhou Dragon Master who vomited blood after inexplicable calculations...

In the outskirts of the small county town of Yingchuan County, in the mountain spiritual view, Ma Zhong went to the well again late at night, jumped straight down, and landed at the bottom of the well, and saw the beauty mural.

Lin Wei slept very securely, snoring like thunder.

Tuyao tossed over and over, but still didn't have the courage to follow Ma Zhong. He was hesitant to tell the old master of the matter, but suddenly found that there was no address, how to find it.

Young Chen Cong, lying on the side closest to the window, with his right hand pressed against his abdomen, his left hand clenched gently, and the back of his hand pressed against the palm of his right palm, holding a piece of porcelain as a decorative object.

Maybe it was because of some beautiful dreams, the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, and his face was smiling.

As if sleeping but not sleeping, like awake but not awake, this dark-skinned, thoughtful young boy could only mutter words in his heart.

"It is virtue if the Tao is in me."

"Wan can't leave Li Wuming Cave House in it."

Now and in the future, all kinds of difficulties and unsatisfactory things will be eliminated, and the body and mind will be at ease and safe and auspicious.

All good things are done, no evil is done. Set aside the snow for spring, and burn the lights to continue the day.