Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 291 With a drink, the wind and cloud rain [Please subscribe! 】

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Wearing a red monk robe and a Gampopa hat.

He is tall and tall, although he is not young for his age, he is extremely strong.

This is a highland practitioner. He checked Sandegler's body very worriedly, and heaved a sigh of relief: "You little guy is the most naughty, and you often run around."

This practitioner is Sang De Ganji, a disciple of Sang De Temple.

Sang Deganji's attitude is easy-going, but from his speech and demeanor, it can be seen that there is a big difference between the monk and the impression: "There are many wolves in the mountains, especially in this season, we should pay more attention."

The young man nodded.

Zhang Qingyun looked at Sang Deganji, his breath was restrained, and his face was shining with precious light. This is not a simple monk, but an inner strength practitioner with the strength of inner strength.

This kind of cultivation is not too low.

Walking in the east, the most powerful person Zhang Qingyun saw was Wang Changling, the fifth level of inner strength.

Sang Deganji's cultivation was even stronger than Wang Changling's before he recovered from his dark wounds.

Just now Sangde Ganji's sound of well and bah was like thunder, and Zhang Qingyun could roughly judge that this was a Kagyu disciple through the special handprint and his attire.

This is one of several factions on the plateau.

The Kagyu sect is passed on from generation to generation by word of mouth and without scriptures. It is a sect that pays attention to self-cultivation and has a special method of breathing.

This is unique in the plateau area.

Master Yunsheng, Zhang Qingyun's master, had contact with a Kagyu practitioner back then, and he rarely expressed admiration for the Kagyu practitioner.

You must know that there are many monks in the Eastern Province, and Master Yun Sheng does not have this attitude.

Zhang Qingyun's understanding of the plateau practitioners is also known from the words that the master once mentioned.

Zhang Qingyun looked at Sang Degangji, and Sangde Gangji also looked at Zhang Qingyun, smiled slightly, and saluted: "I have seen the layman."

Zhang Qingyun made a salute: "I have seen fellow Taoists."

"The layman came from the east?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "Poverty Daoist is a Taoist disciple."

Sang Degangji smiled and said, "My senior brother was in the east, and he had to meet a Daoist real person and forged a friendship. The senior brother once said that if there are laymen from the Eastern Taoist sect who come to the plateau, they must be invited to visit the monastery."

Practitioners on the plateau are devout to their own beliefs and are very casual, without too many rules of Eastern Buddhist disciples.

At this point, it will be very comfortable to get along with.

Zhang Qingyun has a good impression of Sang Deganji: "But it's disrespectful."

After descending the mountain, Sandegler returned home. Zhang Qingyun followed Sande Ganji and arrived at a monastery not far away.The temple has experienced years, but it is brightly colored, and it has obviously been well repaired and maintained.

The temple is not big, even smaller than Qingyun Temple. There are a few plateau practitioners in the temple, as well as a few local residents who are worshiping the gods devoutly.

The plateau practitioners glanced at Zhang Qingyun, and then stopped paying attention.

The residents who worshiped devoutly did not even look at Zhang Qingyun.

Zhang Qingyun didn't care either, and looked at the temple curiously.

After going down the mountain and then to the monastery, Zhang Qingyun couldn't help but lament the good fortune of the world, the word "fate" really expresses all the chances in life.Sang De Gangji's senior brother, Sang De Xuefeng, is the plateau practitioner whom his master, Master Yun Sheng, once met.

Things in the world are so ingenious.

It's just that Sang Dexuefeng, who is highly respected by the master, passed away many years ago.

As soon as he was seated, a young plateau practitioner came in: "Chiba Dawa came to pray for blessings, to get rid of illness."

Chiba is a monastery’s honorific title similar to the abbot and presiding officer. According to Zhang Qingyun’s understanding, there are too many titles for plateau practitioners, which are divided into title monks, degree monks, and discipline monks. The rest are monasteries. Various types of monkhood.

In detail, it is very complicated.

Moreover, there are many knowledgeable and highly educated masters among the plateau practitioners. They do not study Buddhist scriptures, but study medical science, medicine and other knowledge. In the places where local residents live, there are very few medical centers or hospitals. They are all practicing in temples. Those who help residents to see a doctor.

In short, plateau practitioners are mysterious and complicated, and it is difficult to truly understand them without a systematic understanding.

"Layman, I'll go take a look."

Sang Deganji got up, smiled apologetically and walked out.

Zhang Qingyun was also very curious, stood up and said with a smile: "Poverty Taoist also go to admire the amazing medical skills of fellow Taoists."

Ganji did not refuse, and walked out of the room.

In the courtyard, there was a middle-aged man with long hair, slightly dark and thin, and his face was full of sickness.

Just looking at it with squinted eyes, Zhang Qingyun already understood that this was a symptom of fever, and it was still a fever caused by food poisoning.

"It's all exhausted."

This middle-aged man named Dawa was already very weak.

Food poisoning, vomiting and diarrhea require strong medicine, but Tibetan medicine prescribes very strong medicine.Ganji is also experienced, so he quickly came to a conclusion and prescribed a prescription: "After returning home, take the decoction and swallow it, and it will be fine soon."

Dawa was very grateful, and was about to leave with the support of two people.

Ganji turned around and looked at Zhang Qingyun: "Layman, my brother respected Taoism very much back then. The real person Yunsheng I met had divine powers that no one can match. The real person Yunsheng predicted that the day my brother returns will be the day of death. Sure enough, After my senior brother came back, he really sat down that day."

Ganji doesn't have much sadness. In their view, birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state and the cycle of life.

"Besides, my senior brother is very interested in Daoist talismans. I have also been in contact with Taoist masters and learned that talismans can drive away ghosts and invite gods, and they can also cure diseases. Can laymen use talismans? Can a layman cure this disease?"

This is an exam school?

Or to win?

It doesn't matter anymore. Practitioners on the plateau have many proficient medical skills. Among the five skills in the talismans of Taoist disciples, the way of medicine is included: "This is a minor illness, and a talisman can cure it."

With the development of the times, residents in the plateau area are not only literate, but also understand and speak Mandarin.

Zhang Qingyun's words made several plateau practitioners and Dawa and others unbelievable.

Residents in the east don't know much about the mystery of the plateau. Similarly, the residents here only know the mystery of the east from textbooks, and they don't even know anything about Taoism.

"Spell seal?!"

A gleam of light flashed in Ganji's eyes: "Is it just to recite the incantation, the talisman seal of talisman paper calligraphy and painting?"

"Fellow Daoist knows a lot about my Daoist sect."

Needless to say, Ganji knows more about Taoism than ordinary people in the eastern region.

The contact time was not very long, and Zhang Qingyun could tell that Ganji had a slight desire to win, but he didn't intend to embarrass Zhang Qingyun, he was really curious about Taoist talismans.

"After the brother came back, he spent a day with him, and the brother passed away. I was very curious about Taoism, so I went to some provinces in the east and searched for many schools of Taoism."

It's not far from the eastern provinces, and it's just the easternmost part of the plateau.

Now that the transportation is convenient, and the provinces of Huaguo have close contacts, it is not uncommon for Ganji to go to the Daomen sect.

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Thinking of Longhu Mountain, the level of the three mountain talismans must have disappointed Ganji.

"I know that many Taoist disciples are introverted, and there are many secrets that are not passed on. I don't want people outside to know, so I have no chance to see the magic of the talisman. The layman just happened to come, and I am also eager to know."

Ganji said it euphemistically, and Zhang Qingyun thought to himself: Sure enough, what Ganji saw was disappointing.

There may be some masters in the Taoist sect. Since their reputations are not obvious, it is obvious that these masters of the Taoist sect are just concentrating on cultivating the Tao and don't want to care about the outside world.In the same way, not everyone who cultivates on the plateau has inner strength like Ganji.

Zhang Qingyun also secretly asked Ganji whether there are many practitioners like him in the plateau area. Ganji also said that he was not very clear, but there are not many Kagyu sects who can practice, only a few people.

Except for the Kagyu sect, other sects do not pay attention to physical practice at all.

Taking out a Huachun Talisman, Ganji and others' eyes fell on the talisman paper in Zhang Qingyun's hand.

Can this little talisman cure diseases?
Most people really can't believe it.

The talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, and a green light that ordinary people couldn't see fell on Dawa's body.

Dawa was instantly surrounded by green light, and the green light disappeared in just two or three seconds.Looking at Dawa again, his face returned to health, and Dawa, who was originally exhausted and had difficulty walking alone, broke away from the two people supporting him, and his face was full of surprise: "I'm cured?!"

In the monastery, several people looked at Zhang Qingyun in disbelief, a piece of talisman paper can really cure diseases!
And still in such a short time!

Gan Ji could see clearly, the talisman paper ignited spontaneously without fire, and a green glow submerged into Dawa's body.Ganji asked curiously: "Fu Zhuan, shouldn't we recite mantras?"

In his memory, it seems that to cast a talisman requires chanting a spell, and requires an open flame to ignite it.

How mysterious it is, Ganji has never seen a real miracle.

Zhang Qingyun shook his head: "There are many sects in the Taoist sect, but there are only a few sects in the Talisman Sect. When you reach a certain level in the practice of Talismans, you can even break away from the talisman paper, make a formula with both hands, and the Dao seal shakes the sky."

"Calling the wind and calling the rain, moving mountains and seas, and all kinds of supernatural powers are derived from talismans."

"The talisman is the ultimate, it goes up to heaven to summon the gods, and down to the underworld to suppress ghosts. One thought moves the ghost door, and then opens the chaos to create the universe."

So tall!

Everyone was dazzled by hearing this, and Zhang Qingyun continued: "Reciting incantations on talismans is just the lowest level of means. Mind can follow one's heart. When it reaches a certain level, thoughts are supernatural powers. There is no need for incantations, and talismans are instinct."

Is this considered boasting?

You didn't seem to be reciting the mantra just now, did you want to tell everyone that you have reached a certain level?
Ganji's mouth is parched, and he also knows some Buddhist martial arts, such as the lion's roar, such as the handprint of the Great Ming King. Martial arts are martial arts, not Taoism.

Martial arts are performed by relying on one's own cultivation, while Taoism is displayed with the help of the power of heaven and earth.

Moving mountains and seas, summoning the gods, is creating the universe. The gods they believe in, and in the inheritance, there is no such inheritance. Although the beliefs are different, it does not hinder the yearning for Ganji.

Ganji was shocked and really wanted to see it.

But how to speak?
Could it be said directly: Layman, then you can move mountains and seas and call wind and rain?
Isn't this a direct admission that I don't believe what this layman said, thinking that he is bragging?

Move mountains and seas, call wind and rain?
Remake the world?
Why does it sound unbelievable?
Dawa whispered: "Then can you call wind and rain? Can you move mountains and seas?"

This has overturned their cognition, even though they have a devout belief in the gods, but the legend of the gods does not have such a powerful ability.It is always possible to cure diseases and turn disasters into blessings.

Dawa's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

Ganji's face was happy, and he was worried about how to witness these miracles and whether they were true. Dawa knew my heart well.

"Dawa!"

Dawa said what everyone wanted to say, but at least he had to show that he and others didn't think laymen were bragging: "Since you're better, go back."

"This little brother"

Dawa didn't know much about Taoist priests, so he directly called the little brother: "He said so powerfully, we just want to see it. Now that the rainy season is over, the land is dry and the pasture is not fat. This little brother, can it rain a little bit?" ?”

Why is the land dry and the pasture not fat?

Although the rainy season has passed, the land is not dry.

In the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, many places on the plateau are already covered with heavy snow, so what kind of grass is still growing?

It's obvious that they just don't believe him.

In other words, I don't believe in the magical powers of talismans.

Ganji stared, his eyes were full of smiles, Zhang Qingyun could see it naturally.

No matter how broad-minded and involved in faith, there is still a heart to win.

Zhang Qingyun knew what Ganji was thinking.

"Poverty cultivation is not high."

Zhang Qingyun said softly.

The eyes of a few disciples in the monastery brightened, look, I admit it now, and then I must say: The poor Taoist cultivation base is not high, can't call the wind and rain, move mountains and seas
Zhang Qingyun looked up at the sky: "I'm afraid the range of rainfall is not extensive."

Can it really rain?

A radius of 200 meters, or a radius of [-] meters?

As long as there are raindrops falling from the sky, it is raining.

"Maybe it will rain less than three hundred miles around."

Three hundred miles in radius!
The term square circle refers to the area, and the area of ​​three hundred miles is ten kilometers, multiplied by thirty kilometers, this range is not small!
Ganji also began to have some disbelief, a radius of three hundred miles!

He has been to some eastern provinces and met some Taoist people, and Ganji also asked for advice on calling the wind and the rain.In fact, calling the wind and calling the rain is the practice of opening an altar to pray for rain from God.

Moreover, rainfall is a matter of probability. It is necessary to bathe and fast, and lay down sacrifices to show piety.And it is necessary for those who ask for rain to chant scriptures and pray to heaven.

When God is happy and moved, it will rain.God is not happy, dissatisfied, and may pray that there will not be a drop of rain for a month or two.

"Can it really rain?"

Can't you be humble?
You've blocked all your back roads by yourself, won't you find steps to go down?

Dawa felt that he was very despicable, and drove the little brother crazy, and he opened his mouth to rain for a radius of three hundred miles.

As a devout believer, the Buddha could not allow his followers to be so despicable.

Dawa felt that he was going too far, Ganji said with a smile: "Layman, Dawa also said unintentionally, don't take it to heart."

If you don't know how to find a step down, I will give you a step.

The plateau climate is different from other places.

In some eastern provinces, there is a rainy season all year round.

It takes too long to pray for rain. In the plateau, the rainy season will not be until April and May next year, and there are still a few months left. We can't let the guests stay here for a few months.

Zhang Qingyun smiled: "Then let it rain."

The preaching in ancient times was all about the manifestation of supernatural powers and the descending of gods.If there is no supernatural power, supernatural powers will also manifest if they create false appearances. If there is no god, just fabricate one and create some false appearances, and it will also descend.

Only in this way can people's hearts be shocked and the missionary effect can be achieved.

Zhang Qingyun does not want to preach, nor does he have the idea of ​​preaching.However, as a Taoist priest, if he is questioned by others and does not show his supernatural powers, he will become a Taoist who tells lies and loves to brag, which is to discredit the Taoist school.

Daoist disciples are determined to forge ahead, how can they back down?
Pindao, this is a last resort, today will bring a shock.

This is not intentional show off.

"Is it true, Layman?"

Ganji became serious.

Zhang Qingyun nodded, as the saying goes, what you say does not come to nothing.

As a Taoist disciple, how can you tell lies?

"Of course it's true."

"Then do you want to build an altar? What sacrifices do you need?"

Ganji really knows a lot, and some procedures of praying for rain in the Taoist sect are still very clear.

"unnecessary."

Zhang Qingyun raised his arms, waving his hands and fingers, turning into phantoms, and a Dao Seal suddenly appeared.Even ordinary people can see the Dao seal made up of mysterious runes between Zhang Qingyun's ten fingers.

With Zhang Qingyun's slight push, Dao Yin flew into the sky and disappeared into the void.

Zhang Qingyun shouted: "The wind is coming!"

"call"

In the monastery, there was a gust of fresh wind, which turned into a strong wind, flying sand and rocks.

The range is getting wider and wider, looking outside the courtyard, the snow on the ground is rolled up, and the dead grass is blown away
The sky and the earth are boundless, although the sun is still shining brightly, but the space between the sky and the earth is somewhat blurred.

Zhang Qingyun put his hands behind his back, saw the wind rising, and shouted again: "Yunju!"

Suddenly, it was as if something came out of nothing. The sky was originally clear, with a few white clouds floating around, but in an instant, the dark clouds condensed and covered the sun.

In the monastery, several monastery disciples and local residents were all shocked.

Ganji opened his mouth and opened his eyes wide open.

The wind is blowing!

This is the real rush!
"thunder!"

Zhang Qingyun didn't open his mouth, his lips didn't move.

The sound is not loud, but it shakes the air.

"click"

Among the dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed, and thunder dragons shuttled back and forth.

In the monastery, whether it was the disciples of the monastery or some local residents, they stared blankly at the sky, this was the first time they saw lightning and thunder during the day.

On the plateau, when it rains during the rainy season, it also rains at night, and the daytime is basically sunny and sunny.

Now, in broad daylight, thunder and lightning are really rare.

Such a vision is even more real.

"It's raining!"

As Zhang Qingyun's voice fell, the heavy rain poured down instantly
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