Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 401 The poor monk sincerely invites laymen to subdue demons and eliminate demons 【Subscribe! 】

Not long after, the monk went up the mountain.

There are nineteen monks of different ages, the oldest one is in his 40s, and the youngest is in his 20s.

All of them are strong and tall.

Some of the palms were very thick, and the calluses on the palms were very obvious. It was obvious that these monks had real kung fu.

The few monks walked like dragons and tigers, their steps were light and vigorous, and they obviously practiced regularly.

Zhang Qingyun glanced at the group of monks, and finally fixed his eyes on the leading monk in the front, in his thirties, with white face and red lips, tall and handsome.

If a person's temperament is determined by the quality of his hairstyle, then this monk is born bald. If he has long hair, it is better to have no hair and have a temperament.

"Inner Strength Six Heavens, at this age, this kind of cultivation is still so-so."

In his thirties, his internal strength was at the sixth level, neither too high nor too low.

If you practice inwardly, you will have sufficient energy and blood. If you practice to the third level of qi training, you can refine a trace of qi, but the speed of cultivation will be very fast.

In his thirties, with only the sixth level of internal strength, he was really just so-so.

Either it is restricted by the skills, or it is limited by its own conditions.

As for the rest of the monks, most of them are physically strong, there are only two monks, one with the first level of inner strength and the other with the second level of inner strength.As the saying goes, if there is a flock of chickens in the house, and one chicken lays eggs, then the flock of chickens, even if they are roosters, will turn into females to lay eggs.

Zhang Qingyun of Maitreya Chanyuan doesn't understand very well. Once there is a realm of inner strength, is the second realm of inner strength still far away?

As the saying goes, one person attains the Tao, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, this is the truth.

As the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, Mount Song is not as good as Maitreya Temple.

Good looking and loved.

No, the monk just went up the mountain, that Kun Dao named Qing Yun, with a face full of joy, was the first to greet him: "Master Zhiguang!"

There are stars in Qingyun's eyes, her face is hard to hide her admiration, her body is leaning against Zhiguang's arm, walking up the mountain, occasionally raising her head, her eyes are full of tenderness.

"Tsk tsk."

There is a problem, Zhiguang looks at Qing Yun, it is obviously a flame.

Zhang Qingyun would not believe it if the two of them had encountered flames without dry wood and killed Zhang Qingyun.

Zhang Qingyun smacked his mouth: "I don't know if I came back after clearing the way. Seeing this scene, will I yell: Hey, monk, don't even think about robbing the poor Taoist master. Uh, robbing the Taoist nun."

Zhang Kaidao seemed to have no brains and went straight to Qingyun, and even a fool could see that this guy had a crush on Kun Dao at first glance, but he was too bold and acted too suddenly.

However, after playing tricks like this, he finally picked up a broken shoe.

The broken shoes belonged to someone else.

"Master Zhiguang."

Not to mention the young Kun Dao of Qingyun, the old Kun Dao of Shuixin on the mountain, and the two middle-aged Kun Dao whose names Zhang Qingyun didn't know, seemed to be fans of Monk Zhiguang as well.

"Fortunately, Shui Xin didn't really become a monk to become a Taoist, otherwise, he would lose all the face of the Taoist school."

Zhang Qingyun sighed unceasingly, such a heart, fortunately he is not a member of the Taoist sect.

On the mountain, the monks all brought futons.

They sat around the bonfire, and they didn't seem to notice Zhang Qingyun who was 40 meters away, and Shui Xin didn't seem willing to introduce the two parties.

"Pindao is being self-indulgent."

Zhang Qingyun shook his head slightly, restraining his breath.

He thought that Shui Xin would at least be polite and introduce the two parties, but he pretended to be cold.

However, Shui Xin didn't even have this kind of courtesy.

"Layman, but don't worry, the poor monk and others are here to subdue the evil spirits."

Monk Zhiguang is full of confidence and is very casual.

It seemed that they could easily subdue that ghost.

That's a ghost, not a ghost.

Or formed a ghostly ghost!

Generally, ghosts are equivalent to the peak of foundation building, reaching the realm of yin gods.

And the ghosts that condense ghosts and beasts are already equivalent to the ultimate realm of Yinshen.

A monk at the sixth level of internal strength, equivalent to the middle stage of the second level of Qi refining, led a group of strong monks to subdue a ghost of the ultimate state of Yin God
At that time, if you can invite Tathagata, you still have a chance to live.

Otherwise, this is giving rations to Li Gui.

"It's a pity that among this group of monks, except for the young monk in his twenties, the rest of the monks don't have Yuanyang, and they are no longer boys. Li Gui may not be very interested."

Ghosts hurt people, either for revenge or because of yang energy.

In this group of monks, only the young monk still has yang energy.

Close your eyes and study the talisman, not long after, Liu Qingfeng went up the mountain with a bundle of firewood.

"what?"

Liu Qingfeng was a little surprised that the monk came.

Liu Qingfeng, who was carrying firewood, naturally attracted the attention of a group of monks.Monk Zhiguang asked suspiciously, "Are these two laymen also invited by layman Shuixin?"

Obviously, the tone was a little unhappy.

Now that Taoist priests are invited, then monks are invited, who is this looking down upon?
"It's hard to become a master, it's difficult to become a master."

Liu Qingfeng saw the monk's reaction, shook his head and smiled and said, "With this kind of mind, I'm afraid I haven't studied Buddhism much, I just studied martial arts."

You must know that Liu Qingfeng was at his peak, he had ten levels of inner strength, far stronger than this monk Zhiguang.

Although Liu Qingfeng who is currently training in the third level of Qi is only in the early stage of the third level, he is equivalent to the peak of the seventh level of inner energy, and is much stronger than this Zhiguang.

This old man is still unforgiving.

But what this old man said is very reasonable, and the poor and highly moral master just doesn't want to say it.

This monk broke his body, and his future is not much. In this life, he struggled and struggled. He might have the seventh level of inner strength, but it is absolutely impossible for him to reach the eighth level of inner strength.

Even if it is internal energy, at the beginning, energy is generated from qi and blood, and when it reaches the third level of internal energy, it can still refine a trace of essence.As the cultivation level of inner strength is higher, the refined essence will be more.

And after breaking the body, Zhiguang will no longer have the essence to refine, and when he reaches a certain age, his qi and blood will decay, and his inner strength will drop.

Here, Shui Xin explained the reason why Zhang Qingyun and the others appeared here, and Zhiguang looked a little better.

With a warm smile on his face again, he introduced the monk beside him: "This is my senior brother Zhitan, he is an eminent Buddhist monk. I can recite almost all the Buddhist scriptures in my Buddhist monastery."

Zhitan is a middle-aged monk in his 40s. He is also tall, slightly fat, and has dark skin.Sitting cross-legged on the futon, he folded his hands and smiled slightly.

This is the monk with the second level of inner strength.

"This is my brother Zhixin, who is also an eminent Buddhist monk, but my brother Zhixin is good at laying altars, with a Buddhist seal, no one can beat him"

This is the monk with great inner strength.

Among this group of monks, apart from Zhiguang, this is the only inner strength practitioner.

"puff"

Here Liu Qingfeng had just lit a flame, and he couldn't help laughing when he heard Zhiguang's introduction.Sensing the unkind gazes of the group of monks, Li Qingfeng quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the great monk continues to blow his forehead and continue to introduce. I am practicing laughter, so please excuse me."

Zhiguang glanced at Liu Qingfeng. Liu Qingfeng's cultivation base was higher than his, but his inner strength cultivation base did not give birth to ideas. Only when both parties released their energy could they sense each other's cultivation base.

Therefore, Zhiguang didn't know about Liu Qingfeng's cultivation.

Frowning, Zhiguang continued to introduce: "This is my senior brother Zhiming, who can play dragons, gossip, stick tigers and tigers with one hand."

"Monk, gossip is a thing of my Taoism. When you learn martial arts, how do you use the name of the Taoism? Is this set of stick techniques plagiarized from my Taoism?"

Liu Qingfeng chuckled: "It's nonsense to say that the world's martial arts came out of Mount Song. It's just that they like to plagiarize and steal everything into the temple. Over time, it becomes theirs."

"You old Taoist"

A young monk stood up, his burly body was very intimidating.With furious eyebrows, the young monk is about to make a move.

Zhiguang scolded in a low voice: "Sit down Zhiyong! Don't be angry. My Buddhist disciples are not some people who say anything without restraint."

Feeling bored, Liu Qingfeng shook his head slightly: "Go on, I won't interrupt."

You keep on bragging, I know how to read jokes.

The corner of Zhang Qingyun's mouth curled up. Sometimes this old man's mouth had to be sealed with a gag, which was too annoying.But sometimes, the old stuff can bring joy.

With Liu Qingfeng making such a fuss, Zhiguang would not be in the mood to introduce other fellow students.

At this moment, Zhang Kaidao went up the mountain with a bunch of processed fish, and a monk folded his hands together: "Amitabha, how can the benefactor kill living things?"

Zhang Kaidao was a little dazed, he didn't understand Buddhism, and he didn't understand Taoism very well.

This sentence stunned him.

If I kill a life, it's none of your business?

But Liu Qingfeng sneered: "You are a monk and I am a Taoist priest. You monks don't kill, but I, a Taoist priest, can't kill animals? How many people in the world eat meat every year, and how many people kill animals, you also go to dissuade them."

The monk choked, and Liu Qingfeng's mouth was still unrelenting: "The vegetables you eat have life, the water you drink contains microorganisms, which are also life, and the air you breathe also has life in it. You don't want to kill, but you should die first. .You can't do not kill, so what face do you have to persuade others?"

The monk choked again, and stopped talking.

Liu Qingfeng glanced at them: "You Buddhists still have abstinence, all of you, except for the little monk, are all broken, and you all have children. Tsk tsk, hypocrisy."

While grilling the fish, Liu Qingfeng seemingly casually refuted it, as if he was fighting the monks with his words, and he was the one who gave me nothing.

"It's not right"

Qing Yun stood up: "You are wrong"

"Who said it was wrong?"

Liu Qingfeng frowned.

"You are wrong."

Qing Yun was also full of displeasure, but before she could speak, Liu Qingfeng asked, "Are you a nun or Kun Dao?"

Qing Yun was taken aback. What she wanted to say next, suddenly had no reason to say it.

Yes, she is Kun Dao, although it is not official, but she is wearing Taoist robes. This is helping the monk to speak
"Qing Yun!"

Shui Xin scolded Qing Yun: "Sit down!"

Now, they, Shuiyun Palace, will become the laughing stock of the Taoist sect, or even traitors!

Shuiyun Palace. I'm afraid it won't belong to them in the future.

"Amitabha."

Zhiguang took a few deep breaths and stood up: "This layman is really eloquent. My Buddhist disciples are real, and my speech skills are not as good as others."

Liu Qingfeng twitched his lips, admitting defeat would not be aboveboard.

Speech has always been the strong point of your Buddhist sect, and now your verbal skills are not as good as others, what about other aspects?
Hey, verbal traps, verbal routines, Buddhism is still so sharp.

"Shuiyun Palace is now haunted by ghosts. I, Maitreya Temple, are going to catch ghosts. Are any lay Buddhists interested?"

Well, we are not as good as you in terms of language, so let's compete with each other!
Zhiguang, but full of confidence.

Liu Qingfeng's face was a little strange, and he subconsciously looked at Zhang Qingyun. This person is like a Taoist ancestor. Do you want to compete with us in supernatural powers?
Isn't this... asking for trouble, asking for trouble, and asking for someone to slap you in the face?

Zhang Kaidao smiled openly, and wanted to talk about catching ghosts. Who is like the master?

This group of naive people feel so good about themselves.
The two subconsciously looked at Zhang Qingyun, which obviously exposed Zhang Qingyun's status.Zhiguang clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk sincerely invites the lay people to go and cast down demons."

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