Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 602

As college graduates who come to work in Shanghai after graduation, if they get money, they will not be able to get so much money.Zhang Qingyun rescued them, using methods like ghosts and gods, running away?Can you run?

Several young people were overjoyed to hear that they could work to pay off their debts.

"We promised!"

Isn't it just three days of work?
This is not easy?How much life can this small Taoist temple have?
They are young and young, even if it is to build a house, it is easy: "Master Taoist, what do we need to do?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly, but walked towards the toilet without saying a word.Several young people looked at each other with a bad feeling.Sure enough, Zhang Qingyun pointed to the tools in the toilet: "Clean up my latrine."

The development here has not yet started, and there are no future high-rise buildings. Although the latrine of the conduit is not big, it is not small.Zhang Qingyun didn't have much comprehension of the talismans now, and the pit had already needed to be cleaned up in this period of time.

The faces of the young people changed. The latrine is not small. It is a big round pit with a diameter of about three meters. The depth is currently unknown.

Seeing the faces of several people, Zhang Qingyun smiled and said: "There is a wheelbarrow there, and you have to send the cleaned up things to that abandoned fish pond two miles away."

Several young people looked at each other, what should we do?
Money, no, let's work.

"You two come here."

Zhang Qingyun called two young people to the grocery room: "You two, who will tidy up the grocery room?"

This is not a good job, the two youths looked at each other, and the slightly fatter youth said, "Let me do it."

Another tall and thin young man breathed a sigh of relief, and patted the fat young man: "Brother, thank you for your hard work, I will treat you to dinner later."

"Master, what am I going to do?"

Apparently, calling them over and making one, he needed to.

Zhang Qingyun didn't let him down: "You clean the two bedrooms, and wash the sheets and quilts by the way, eh. And that pile of clothes"

The young man opened his eyes wide, this job might as well tidy up the grocery room.

After the arrangements were made, Zhang Qingyun lay on the recliner: "Everyone works hard, and every half hour, a different person goes to read the scriptures."

Ding Meng, the young man who was scheduled to be cleaned up, entered the bedroom with a mournful face, muttering, "Hey, it's not very clean."

The house here has a history of more than 100 years and has not been renovated much, so it looks old.The ground was covered with blue bricks, which looked a little dirty and damp in the dark.

The quilt was a little dirty, and there were a lot of Taoist robes. Seeing the white washed panties in the underwear, Ding Meng muttered: "Can I still wear this? Don't throw it away?"

These are octagonal trousers. Ding Meng saw them for the first time: "These clothes are fine. The Taoist leader is just in his youth. The bottom of the bed should not be full of toilet paper."

"This is my master's room."

Zhang Qingyun didn't know when he stood in front of the door, and looked at Ding Meng with a half-smile: "Since your thoughts are a bit dirty, you will be chanting scriptures in turn later, and your qualification will be disqualified."

"What?"

Ding Meng's face changed, chanting may not be a good job, but compared to what he is doing now, it is much easier: "Master Dao, I know I was wrong."

"If you know you're wrong, then do it well and see how you perform."

Zhang Qingyun turned and left, and lay down on the couch again.

Over there, Liang Dalong and the other three young men pinched their noses, looking at the huge latrine pit in embarrassment: "What should we do, let's jump in?"

They have sent away several carts, squatted down, and tried it with a shovel, and it was at least one meter deep.And squatting on the side, it is no longer possible to reach it with a shovel.
"what"

The four of them were trying to find a way, when the fat man ran out from the grocery store screaming, "Master Taoist, there are so many mice."

Many things in the utility room are not used, and the door is not opened all year round, so there are still a lot of mice.Fatty Zhou Yunsheng's face was slightly pale. He was not afraid of one or two mice, but mice lived in nests.

Zhang Qingyun glanced at him: "Three days, if you can't clean up, you will have to delay."

What?
After three days of agreement, I thought I would be lazy in the middle, but I didn't expect. This little Taoist understands people's hearts very well.

After three days in a row, I finally went this afternoon. The eight people who were all dirty cleaned up the Taoist temple, turned over the soil in the vegetable garden, and planted vegetables.

"Master, are we leaving?"

The eight youths, Datong only woke up yesterday afternoon, and they also worked for a day and a half.Zhang Qingyun saved his life, he is very grateful.

Listening to what his companion said about the situation at that time, now he still has goose bumps all over his body when he thinks about it.

"Let's go. Let's do more good things in the future. Don't be foolish. It's better to be in awe of some things."

The eight youths, on the contrary, were somewhat reluctant to part with each other. They looked at each other, and Liang Dalong suddenly knelt down: "Master Taoist, do you want to accept disciples?"

Zhang Qingyun nodded: "Accepting apprentices is accepting apprentices. When I was apprenticed, I sold all the good homes for tuition fees. It was almost not enough, so I will ask for less, three thousand five thousand a day." "

"The Taoist farewell."

What year is this?
At the end of the 90s, how much did you pay for a month of hard work in Shanghai?

"Hey"

Zhang Qingyun sneered: "With this mentality, how can I practice Taoism?"

He got up, made dinner, chanted scriptures for a while after dinner, kowtowed to the patriarch, Zhang Qingyun practiced calligraphy for a while, and began to study talismans.

"I'm going to go out in a few days, so I'll learn a few formations first, and then I'll make a talisman and go to Dongji to see if I can hear about the master."

Master Yun Sheng has been away for a while, and Zhang Qingyun is very worried.

This time I came to 22 years ago inexplicably. I thought everything was the same as the previous life, but it seems that there are many deviations from the previous life.In the previous life, Daoist Yunsheng would come back every now and then, and the longest time he went out was a few days more than a month.

Now, it has been more than a month, almost two months.

After finally returning to this life, when he was 16 years old, Zhang Qingyun cherished this period of time very much. If he could save his master and extend his life, the original lack of Taoism would be made up for.

"Master, nothing will happen."

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Zhang Qingyun had to think wildly. The world seems to be peaceful, but in fact there are some other existences.Zhang Qingyun didn't see the specific cultivation level of Master Yunsheng, so it must not be high.

"call"

Taking a long breath, Zhang Qingyun began to draw symbols.

For half a month, Zhang Qingyun didn't go out. The gate of Tianshi Temple opened this day, looking at the yellow rice fields, the corners of Zhang Qingyun's mouth twitched: "The infinite psychedelic formation, the multiple formations, although they don't kill the enemy, they can resist the foundation-building peak. , get lost in it."

There are more than ten miles around here, there are no people, and the Tianshi Temple will be safer if it has defenses.Even if there is no valuable thing, it may not be that no one will peep.

With a small bag on his back, Zhang Qingyun stepped out in one step, which was more than ten meters away.

Dongji Temple is more than a hundred miles to the northeast. Zhang Qingyun avoids residential areas. In these days, there are no cameras everywhere. Zhang Qingyun only chooses small roads, so he is not afraid of being discovered. The location is very small, and he will arrive in a few hours. View of the East Pole.

Dongji Temple covers a slightly larger area of ​​more than 800 square meters. There are more than [-] Taoist priests in the temple. It is located halfway up the mountain, and its history can be traced back to [-] years ago.

Later, this place was classified as a scenic area, and the Taoist temple was stolen by the Taoist Association. The Taoist priests of Dongji Temple were transferred away, and Zhang Qingyun never saw a familiar figure again.

In Zhang Qingyun's impression, he came to Dongji Temple with his master once. The master of Dongji Temple, Master Changfeng, is an old Taoist priest in his 70s with white beard and hair, and he is kind.

Reverend Changfeng and Reverend Yunsheng have a good relationship, and Zhang Qingyun was a little flattered to greet them personally.There are very strict rules and regulations in Taoism, and seniority is emphasized.

Dongji Temple belongs to Quanzhen, and it pays more attention to seniority.

"I thought that Fellow Daoist Yun Sheng would come, but I didn't expect the Master Yun Sheng to come."

Reverend Changfeng and Reverend Yun Sheng are inseparable, and it is a bit regretful not to see Reverend Yun Sheng: "The old Taoist is coming to an end, I wanted to discuss the Tao with Reverend Yun Sheng, but it seems that I have no chance."

In the previous life, Master Changfeng had invited Master Yunsheng for his birthday, but in the previous life, Master Yunsheng seemed to be getting more and more injured, so he was not invited to come.

In this life, I have helped the master but wished: "Senior, my master went out to travel, perhaps looking for opportunities, and it has been more than a month, and he hasn't come back in the past two months."

"Oh"

Daoist Master Changfeng responded, entered the living room, chatted for a while, Zhao Dongji led Zhang Qingyun to the guest room: "Fellow Daoist, I have been thinking about it for the past few days, and I will ask you some questions about spiritual practice."

"Fellow Daoists are joking. There are dozens of Daoist friends in the Dongji Temple, and Daoist Master Changfeng has practiced Daoism for decades. I am a late learner in practice, so I may not be able to help you."

Zhao Dongji is much older than Zhang Qingyun, and the youngest Taoist priest in Dongji Temple is also about the same as Zhao Dongji, and he has many years more practice than Zhang Qingyun.

Zhao Dongji sacrificed his soul, and his Qi refining realm was not too low.

"Ugh"

Zhao Dongji let out a long sigh: "Friends of Taoism don't know something. Although there are many brothers in Dongji Guan, I am the only one who practices it. There is only one magic weapon of Dongji Guan. In order to inherit it, Master Changfeng refined himself. I gave you the magic weapon, but I don’t have much lifespan. The other brothers have tried to refine the magic weapon, and I am the only one who succeeded.”

Refining?

Zhao Dongji sacrificed his soul, not refining it.Refining is to break the prohibition of the magic weapon, not to sacrifice the soul.Refining magic tools, people are the main, and tools are auxiliary.Sacrifice the soul, the instrument is the main, and the human is the auxiliary.
This is a completely different concept, Zhang Qingyun did not say much.

Zhao Dongji sighed: "We didn't know at the beginning, if I knew, I wouldn't refine this magic weapon. The master said that once a magic weapon is refined, it will take three years before it can be discarded."

"Oh?"

Between them, there is such a story: "What question do fellow Taoists want to ask?"

The last time I saw Zhao Dongji was more than a month ago. Zhao Dongji had just sacrificed his soul and possessed the dual strength of Qi training. I haven't seen him for more than a month. With the strength of seven levels of Qi training.

Vaguely, Zhang Qingyun could see a phantom of a long sword floating above Zhao Dongji's head.

"I want to know how to maximize the power from the magic weapon."

Zhao Dongji was worried: "When I was refining magic weapons, I always felt that I was being controlled, so I didn't dare to continue refining, but in the past two days, my strength has skyrocketed to the third level."

"Can I see your magic weapon?"

He glanced at the phantom of the long sword floating above Zhao Dongji's head. Not surprisingly, this phantom of the long sword was the mahogany sword that Zhao Dongji was holding in his hand when he saw Zhao Dongji last time.

"Feel sorry."

Zhao Dongji apologized a little: "This long sword is out of control now, and I can't summon it at all."

I'm afraid it's not out of control, the more power you get by sacrificing your soul, the more restricted the magic weapon you get.He sacrificed his soul and turned himself into a slave. Where can a servant control his master?

This is like a contract, which needs to be approved by the magic weapon before it can be used.Even subject to the magic weapon: "Fellow Daoist, did you resist something when refining the magic weapon?"

Zhao Dongji suddenly raised his head, his face full of astonishment: "That's right, this sword is very weird, he always asks me to agree to a certain condition for it to kill the baby boy 99!"

Blood sacrifice!
Zhang Qingyun's face changed slightly: "Friend Daoist, your magic weapon wants to unlock more seals and obtain advanced qualifications. Now your magic weapon is still bewitching you?"

This is the consequence of sacrifice, being restricted by a magic weapon is the worst situation.Therefore, after many people sacrifice their souls, if the magic weapon is too evil, they will do many incredible and sinful things.

Zhao Dongji has a good heart, so he can constantly resist this kind of temptation, and the magic weapon continues to increase the power of Zhao Dongji's feedback to seduce. If his mind is not strong, he may have fallen into a demon.

"Since yesterday, this kind of delusion has become weaker."

Zhao Dongji closed his eyes, his face full of bitterness: "At first, I wanted to refine the magic weapon, gain power, and benefit the world, but now I feel that I am about to become a devil. In fact, Master's birthday is just a name, and all friends are invited to come here." , helping me is the real purpose. It's a pity."

Zhao Dongji sighed: "Master sent out invitations, many seniors disappeared inexplicably, only fellow Taoists came."

This is the purpose of Dongji Contemplation. The last time I saw Zhao Dongji, I sacrificed my soul just now. I am afraid that I have already discovered this situation: "Fellow Daoist, this magic weapon of yours may have demonic properties."

Only magic weapons can bewitch people to kill.

An upright magic weapon will only make people do good.

Zhao Dongji was full of remorse, and also a little scared: "This is because we are greedy. In fact, this magic weapon was obtained by the ancestor of Dongji Temple beheading demons more than 100 years ago, and the magic weapon of Dongji Temple was obtained because of its relationship with this magic weapon. Therefore, this sword is enshrined in the shrine with the power of incense and fire, and my master Changfeng Zhenren refined it 40 years ago, but my master has not been affected so much."

"Kindness is suppressed, incense is used to eliminate demons, but it is a pity that the symptoms are not cured. Your master has used this magic weapon for 40 years, and the merits and incense used to suppress the magic weapon have been exhausted, and the magic weapon has revealed its true nature."

After Zhang Qingyun thought for a while, he understood what was going on.

"Fellow Daoist, is there a way?"

Zhao Dongji was a little scared, but also a little impatient: "No. This sword has started to confuse me again!"

As soon as Zhao Dongji finished saying this, he saw Zhao Dongji, his eyes flashed red, and the aura on his body suddenly increased a lot.Zhang Qingyun was a little surprised, Zhao Dongji was at the seventh level of Qi training just now, and now he is at the eighth level of Qi training
And it has a lot of stamina, and it is vaguely about to break through the Ninth Heaven of Qi Training.

"Dongyang."

Just when Zhang Qingyun was astonished, Master Changfeng appeared in Zhang Qingyun's room. He held Taoist scriptures in his hand and called to his disciples: "Come here quickly, chant scriptures to eliminate demons!"

More than twenty people entered this room one after another and began to recite scriptures.

As everyone recited the scriptures, the red light in Zhao Dongji's eyes dissipated a lot, and the breath of breaking through gradually stabilized.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the sound of chanting did not stop.

Zhang Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, at this moment, the phantom of the sword floating above Zhao Dongji's head was spinning non-stop.Indistinctly, a ray of red light scattered, intending to blend into Zhao Dongji's eyebrows.

Zhao Dongji's face was ferocious, as if he was extremely resistant, but his face was full of pain.

Chanting scriptures to eliminate demons
Zhang Qingyun shook his head slightly, made seals with his hands, stretched out his hand, and shot out an inexplicable force: "Senior fellow Taoists, please stop for now."

(End of this chapter)