Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 595
He has come, he has come, he has come with a radiant light.

Zhang Qingyun's heart was beating. He is now in a strange environment, an environment that does not know whether it is real or an illusion.What Zhang Qingyun saw in front of him felt unbelievable and flustered.

"The reappearance of the Sky Eye shows that the environment I am in is extremely real. Then I am afraid I will never be able to go back to everything I was familiar with."

There was an inexplicable pain in his heart. Although everything he had achieved before seemed terrible, how wonderful was it to be invincible in the world?Also, his two Taoist companions.
"You brat, you don't blame me, do you?"

Master Yun Sheng smiled bitterly: "If I have the ability, how can I let you suffer along with me? My ability is limited, so I can only say sorry."

The sound scattered the light in front of him, but Zhang Qingyun saw it completely.The beam of light above Master Yun Sheng's head soaring to the sky is only more than one meter high, and it is still red.

"Seriously injured body, traumatized soul. Half a year's life will surely perish."

"Special note: I have a life of three feet in the universe, and I don't care about an inch of heart in the world of mortals. The merits have always hidden poisonous miasma, so why change this body for me."

Zhang Qingyun trembled all over, even if he did it all over again, he couldn't change his master's fate?Now he lost everything, and the master was seriously injured, and his soul was severely wounded. If he wanted to change the fate of the master, the first thing was to help the master heal.

And to help the master heal, the soul bed must be in the realm of the primordial spirit to be able to help the master replenish the soul.Zhang Qingyun felt bitter: "Master, are you injured?"

"Ok?"

Master Yun Sheng was taken aback, Zhang Qingyun's reaction was a bit abnormal, he knew his own situation, and the limit support was only about five months.As a small cultivator, the person who sacrificed his soul to a magic weapon, although he does not have his own supernatural powers, all of them are borrowed, he still has a sense of his own destiny.

Master Yun Sheng thinks that he is acting as usual, how did Zhang Qingyun see it?

"Can it still be treated?"

Zhang Qingyun had been brilliant before, so he knew this question was redundant.Practitioners are physically injured, and the medicine stone can be used for conditioning and treatment, but the soul is wounded, and the medicine stone has no cure.

"What nonsense are you kidding?"

Master Yun Sheng stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Zhang Qingyun's head.The 16-year-old boy in front of him was already a little taller than him.Some are thin and ordinary-looking.Compared with children of the same age, he was a little shorter, and he felt a little guilty.

Since the child was picked up, his nutrition has not kept up.This also leads to poor nutrition and poor physical development of people of the same age.This is not congenital deficiency, it is acquired.

As a master, he did not take good care of his disciples.And he, time is running out: "Go in, master is fine."

Zhang Qingyun forced a smile. After so many years, seeing the master again, Zhang Qingyun's excitement cannot be expressed in words.Not surprisingly, after a few days, the master often sits in seclusion, and the time is getting longer and longer, the body is getting thinner and thinner, and finally becomes a feather.
When he was 16 years old, Zhang Qingyun didn't understand, and even complained about his master in order to survive.

"Master, I've already prepared the meal, please sit down and rest, I'll serve it."

Zhang Qingyun cooked two dishes of fish and shrimp caught from the river, including rice.

"Silly boy, you can eat, the master has already eaten."

Master Yunsheng took out some documents and pushed them to Zhang Qingyun: "From the 2nd of next month, there will be 180 yuan per month, and you have to allocate it reasonably."

It is the end of the 90s now, and the purchasing power of 180 yuan is still very strong.

Master Yun Sheng doesn't have a long life, and he is still working hard for him.Zhang Qingyun is very familiar with the documents in front of him.When the last one was 16 years old, the master didn't give him these certificates until before he became a monk.

The name on the certificate is Zhang Qingyun. Zhang Qingyun put it away silently and ate silently.Master Yun Sheng took out some fruits from his backpack: "These fruits are all high-end products, and the master brought them back from thousands of miles away."

Master Yun Sheng had a smile on his face: "You eat first, and I will go to rest."

There has never been such a peaceful conversation between master and apprentice, Zhang Qingyun nodded, this is the last tenderness of Master Yunsheng, Zhang Qingyun cherishes it very much.

Master Yunsheng entered the room to rest, Zhang Qingyun ate a little, packed up the tableware, and sat in the yard: "We must find a way to improve our strength. Since we have a chance to start again, we can't just sit and watch the master become immortal like this."

Zhang Qingyun clenched his fists in Yuanshen Realm: "It doesn't seem to be difficult, the main thing is merit."

However, there is no human habitation around the Taoist temple, it is full of demolished villages, or wasteland: "Then, we have to go out."

In the room, the master snored. Zhang Qingyun entered the room and washed all the clothes that Master Yun Sheng had replaced: "Master, I know that you are doing it for my own good, but unfortunately I already know that you participated in the An Dao Conference , so injured."

Until Yuhua, Master Yunsheng did not tell the truth, which was a disguised form of protection.And to be able to participate in the An Dao Conference and be seriously injured, then one must have strength in itself.

What sacrificed to Yun Sheng was a jade pendant, Zhang Qingyun frowned: "Master should know the flaws brought by the sacrifice of the soul, if the magic weapon is damaged, the soul must be severely injured."

After Master Yun Sheng rested, it was the next morning.

"Check your homework for the teacher."

Master Yun Sheng held a ruler in his hand and stood beside Zhang Qingyun.

homework?

If Zhang Qingyun was 16 years old, she might get beaten up, and even annoy the real Yun Sheng for not being serious about her homework.Now...the memory about cultivation before is blank, but Zhang Qingyun is not afraid.

There are not many Taoist scriptures in the Temple of Heavenly Masters, and Zhang Qingyun has already understood it in his chest.

"Recite the Tao Te Ching."

Master Yun Sheng is very serious, Zhang Qingyun hates the scriptures very much, and was even more stubborn when he was a child. In order not to recite the scriptures, he pissed on the scriptures. The seriousness of Master Yun Sheng now is a responsibility.

"Tao, but Tao"

Zhang Qingyun came as soon as he opened his mouth, there was no lag in the whole text, and the yin and yang were frustrating, and he recited extremely fluently.

Master Yun Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It seems that you have worked hard for the past two months."

He stroked his beard and smiled in relief. Being alone is the training of a person. Master Yun Sheng took it for granted that Zhang Qingyun was alone in the Taoist temple for more than two months, the result of being bored and actively studying.

"Copy the Tao Te Ching again."

Master Yun Sheng began the second round of school examinations.

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly, held a pen and began to write.

Master Yun Sheng was lying on the recliner and drinking tea. After a while, Zhang Qingyun finished transcribing.When he saw Zhang Qingyun's pen and ink, Master Yun Sheng was surprised again: "Not bad!"

Not only is it good, Zhang Qingyun's calligraphy is even better than his.

Master Yunsheng didn't know that the last one was 16 years old. After he became a fairy, the pedestrian street was built seven years later. During this time, no one came to Tianshi Temple, even if it was located in a busy city, Zhang Qingyun never received anyone. People, read the scriptures silently, and practice calligraphy silently.

Daoist Yun Sheng, who was in a good mood, walked out of the Taoist temple with his hands behind his back, and he didn't know where he went.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun had no intention of chanting scriptures or practicing calligraphy. When he walked out of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun was worried: "The eye of the sky has certain restrictions. When you leave the Taoist temple in the early stage, it will lose its effect."

How to get merit?

This is a headache, Zhang Qingyun was startled suddenly: "By the way, what is the door of all wonders?"

Zhang Qingyun remembered clearly that he was guarding Zhang Xingdao's practice, and suddenly the words: mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders sounded in his mind, he became what he is now inexplicably.

"Where is the door to all wonders?"

Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes and searched carefully, but found nothing in the end.

"merit. merit"

The most urgent task is to obtain merits and virtues, and then upgrade the eyes of the sky, bring infinite feedback, improve the cultivation base, and heal the master.

After pondering in the courtyard for a long time, Zhang Qingyun had no choice: "If there is a pedestrian street in front of the Taoist temple, people come and go, at least it can attract a few people to enter the Taoist temple."

Now that there is demolition here, there is no one at all: "By the way, if I remember correctly, the rice will be harvested in a few days, and after three or two months after the master came back, he hardly entered the Taoist temple. Seek out acquaintances."

"Time is running out. For the first time, I am looking forward to someone from the Taoist temple."

After becoming enlightened, Zhang Qingyun wished that no one would come to the Taoist temple. Now Zhang Qingyun shook his head and went into the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror, looking at his young and immature face, Zhang Qingyun reached out and pinched his own face: "Hiss"

It hurts, this is not a hallucination, nor is it a dream.

This is true!
"I'm afraid I won't be able to go back."

Zhang Qingyun smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid I can't have everything I had before."

"anyone there?"

A voice came to his ears, and Zhang Qingyun was overjoyed: "I forgot, the second day after master came back, there was a car accident in the southeast of the Taoist temple."

At the age of 16, Zhang Qingyun was arranged by his master to go to the city to go through some formalities, so he was not at home.In that car accident, a child with a fever was carried to the hospital in one, two or three rounds. It had just rained and the road was slippery, and he slipped into a ditch.

"Layman, what's the matter?"

When Zhang Qingyun came to the door, a muddy young man in his thirties was about to turn around and leave anxiously.Zhang Qingyun was not willing to let go of this opportunity, the light in front of his eyes was dazzling, and finally it was reduced to one point, turned into a seed, and fell behind the young man's head.

A beam of yellow light, mixed with a touch of red, shot up into the sky, four or five meters high.A line of large characters appeared in front of the beam of light: "The heart is anxious, and the body is in disaster. If you go west for a hundred meters, you will have a fracture."

"Special note: Ordinary, the year of the father. There is no one in the wild, disasters can be avoided, and the merits and virtues can be manifested by resolving this calamity."

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly: "Layman, there is no one around here. Even if you look for someone, you can't find anyone. Now the layman is nothing more than a car slipping into the ditch. There are some tools here, so it is not impossible to lift the car up."

The young man paused. He was rather anxious. His son had a high fever. After a few days of infusion in the rural health center, it didn't work. He rushed to the hospital for an examination.

Who knew that there was no main road here, and I wanted to pass by the small road, but slipped into the ditch.The ditch was not deep, but it was too slippery after the rain, and his wife couldn't help with the child, and he couldn't drive the tricycle out by himself.

"Teacher, please help me, thank you!"

The young man didn't think about it at all. How did this young Taoist priest who had never left the Taoist temple know that his tricycle had slipped into the ditch? He just wanted to get the tricycle out and enter the city.

Zhang Qingyun went out with a stick on his shoulders. In his memory, the young man broke his arm. It was Master Yun Sheng, who used a wooden stick to help the young man drive the tricycle out of the path, and then drove the tricycle to the city. of.

The reason why this incident is so deep in my memory is that after Zhang Qingyun came back, the master came back the next day and gave the young man the few dozen yuan he had.

It wasn't until after the young man treated the child that this thing came to thank Master Yunsheng that Zhang Qingyun understood about it.

After walking hundreds of meters, Zhang Qingyun felt in his heart that although there were some unsatisfactory aspects in the era of large infrastructure construction, Zhang Qingyun came from later generations to understand that the era of large infrastructure construction is a decision that benefits future generations.

Now it is muddy here, and it is still a piece of farmland. In the future, this place will be a bustling city with factories everywhere. At that time, the living standard has improved. Who would have thought that it would be difficult to walk here when it rains now?
After turning a corner and walking several hundred meters, on a muddy path, Zhang Qingyun saw a single-cylinder tricycle with the right rear wheel deeply sunk in a small ditch.

This single-cylinder three-wheel is a sign of an era. Regardless of this single-cylinder three-wheel, the horsepower is not large, but the power is not small.Zhang Qingyun lifted the wheel with a wooden stick, and the young man pushed the tricycle out of trouble: "Xiao Daochang, thank you. Thank you when I come back."

Tianyantong is useless away from the Taoist temple, and Zhang Qingyun can't see the fate of the young woman and child in the car city, but in his memory, when the young man arrived in the city, he was only a few dozen yuan away, and almost didn't see a doctor for the child.

In the end, it was Master Yunsheng who helped him see the doctor for the first time.

He took out 80 yuan from his cuff, which was 150 yuan given to him by the master before he participated in the Antao Conference, and spent more than two months. The money was all his belongings: "Layman, I see that the child is seriously ill, and his ability is poor. It’s limited, the money is considered to help you.”

Who has not encountered difficulties when going out?
This couple obviously went out in a hurry and were not well prepared.The child is sick, not close to home, and the road is difficult. Delaying time is harming the child.

"No, no, Daoist!"

The young man repeatedly shied away, Zhang Qingyun threw the money into the bucket of the cart, turned around and picked up the wooden stick and turned back to the Taoist temple.

Zhang Qingyun didn't look back, this is all his belongings.In my memory, after the master gave the money to the young man, the 78 yuan and [-] cents were their food expenses for a month
However, in another 29 days, the first single payment will be issued. Zhang Qingyun just feels sorry for a while. In this day and age, the purchasing power of 80 yuan is not small, which is equivalent to 3000 yuan in later generations.
Back at the Taoist temple, I scraped off the mud on the shoes with a branch. After Zhang Qingyun finished these, a voice came from his mind: "People are kind and their hearts are bright, and their morals are kind to the common people. Kindness has no meaning, but kindness has a spirit."

"Fate changes, merits can be gathered, nine strands are good, nine strands of fate"

"Hong Hong Mingming, the way is incomparable. There is a way for good deeds, and there is a definite number for fate. With the scriptures and good fortune, there will be no suffering in the world."

With a move in his heart, Zhang Qingyun had an extra practice exercise in his mind, and he was overjoyed, Zhang Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief: "It is a little more possible to rescue the master."

Sitting down cross-legged, Zhang Qingyun performed the kung fu, and immediately smiled wryly: "I am a mortal body, with no foundation whatsoever. This piece of kung fu still needs to be comprehended."

Standing up, Zhang Qingyun's face was full of bitterness: "This exercise comprehension, with my current aptitude, I won't be able to get started within three to five months."

It was too early to be happy. Zhang Qingyun ignored the skills bestowed by the Sky Eye at the beginning, and it was not possible to learn immediately after the bestowment: "There is nothing left of all the previous insights and practices?"

The exercises are mysterious, and every word of the contents of the exercises can be understood and recognized. When combined, they are completely confused: "The eye of the sky is still the eye of the sky, and the door of convenience will not be opened."

Suddenly, the warm current surged in his body, Zhang Qingyun was slightly taken aback, and the familiar voice in his mind reappeared: "Accumulate ten strands of merit and virtue, turn the spirit into a road, and open the door conveniently"

Zhang Qingyun was immediately overjoyed: "I forgot this one, eighteen strands of merit, accumulated enough. Qi training first level!"

(End of this chapter)