Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 94
"what?"

When Zhang Qingyun just arrived at the Taoist temple, when he was about to take out the key to open the door, Wang Qingxuan stopped Zhang Qingyun: "This fellow Taoist, are you also here for the live broadcast? Then I will trouble you to line up."

Zhang Qingyun: "???"

Is this guy out of his mind?

This is the standard, whoever you are, imagine others as whoever you are.

Taking out the key, Zhang Qingyun unlocked it, entered the Taoist temple, and closed the door.

Wang Qingxuan: "???"

This is a true priest!
"Does this Taoist temple really have Taoist cultivation?"

Wang Qingxuan was a little unbelievable. He thought that this person dressed as a true Taoist was also for live broadcast.

"This Taoist priest, didn't you say that you are the master of Guan Guan?"

"Why did your uncle come back, you don't know him?"

Everyone understood that this was a fake Taoist priest.

The owner of the nearby shop knew about Qingyun Temple, and thought it was Zhang Qingyun's nephew: "Qingyun Temple, originally called Tianshi Temple, has existed for 100 years."

"This is a fake Taoist, for traffic, nonsense."

"I don't even know my 'Uncle Master'. I said that I came to find Uncle Master. It's ridiculous to think that there is no one here."

In the past, there were many fake monks.

In the internet age, there are many fake Taoists.

The shopkeepers who were onlookers left one after another.Wang Qingxuan slapped his forehead and left with the woman in charge of the video.

Back at the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun didn't take this matter to heart at all.

After watering the vegetable garden and making breakfast, I cleaned the yard and put the futon on the ground.

Bringing a basin of water, Zhang Qingyun brought fishing gear and started fishing.

The hands are pinched and printed, and they fall into the basin.

The water surface of basin mouth, like a map, appeared in a flash.

Zhang Qingyun picked up the hook, hung the bait, and drew a talisman in the air.Then, he took a thumb-sized jade block, engraved a talisman, and tied it to the fishing line.

Throwing out the hook, Zhang Qingyun said with a smile, "This time it shouldn't go wrong."

This time the target is the sea.
The fish hook entered the water, Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes, and felt his eyes pass through the darkness for a moment and appeared on the ocean.

The hook entered the water, and Zhang Qingyun could see all around the bottom of the water.

The hook sank, and it stopped sinking when it was nearly 200 meters away.

At this time, a huge sea fish with a length of nearly two meters, a long mouth, and a whole body of silver, like an arrow from a string, appeared in front of the hook.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun's expression moved: "Swordfish?!"

The bait on the hook is not large, and it is still a bait for fishing freshwater fish.However, the aura on the bait is rich, and it has a fatal attraction to living beings.

The swordfish appeared in front of the hook and bit the hook directly.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly and raised his arms vigorously.

This is a big fish that is nearly two meters long, and the weight is not light, at least [-] to [-] catties.The swordfish bit the hook and struggled at first, then gradually softened and stopped struggling.

"Wow"

In Taoist temples, swordfish are raised out of the water.

"boom"

The giant swordfish startled the cat beside him.

"Tsk tsk."

The marine life is huge, and the swordfish Zhang Qingyun doesn't know the exact price.But such a big fish is enough to eat for a few days.

After cleaning up the swordfish, Zhang Qingyun realized that this huge sea fish has too much flesh on its body.

Meimei ate a seafood dinner, and the cat spirit ate a round belly, lying on the ground squinting and purring.

Zhang Qingyun took out a reclining chair and lay lazily on the reclining chair, holding a scripture in his hand: "In Taoism, there are too few scriptures. If you have the opportunity, you should buy some scriptures."

The scriptures are all recorded by the sages and patriarchs of Taoism, who have recorded their own Dao in the form of scriptures.

Therefore, reciting the scriptures and comprehending the scriptures is the way to practice.

In the afternoon, the door of the Taoist temple was slammed.

When Zhang Qingyun opened the door of the Taoist temple, it was the man and woman he met in front of the Taoist temple in the morning.Perhaps in the morning, because of being recognized as a fake Taoist priest, Wang Qingxuan was wearing sports clothes, the woman was wearing jeans and a cotton jacket on the upper body.

March in the magic capital is already very warm.

When Zhang Qingyun saw these two people, his first reaction was to close the door.

"Master."

Wang Qingxuan smiled awkwardly: "It was a misunderstanding this morning, we really like Taoism, can we go in and visit?"

Zhang Qingyun shook his head: "Qingyun Temple is not a Taoist temple of incense, and you cannot enter it if you have no chance. Secondly, Qingyun Temple is not a scenic spot, but a place for my practice. You should go."

This is a true priest!

Wang Qingxuan tried many times, but failed to record a video for the Taoist priest.

Looking at this Taoist temple, there is a feeling of disrepair.

The Taoist robes on Zhang Qingyun's body were washed white.

Obviously, the Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple do not have a high standard of living: "Daoist priest. I have a way to make a fortune"

"boom"

The door of the Taoist Temple was ruthlessly closed, almost pinching Wang Qingxuan's nose.

"Isn't it a live broadcast?"

Zhang Qingyun shook his head, it was too late for him to keep a low profile, and he wanted to broadcast live?
If you want to live broadcast, Zhang Qingyun has already broadcast live.
Live what?
Live daily?

Live streaming?Or is it a live broadcast of Tiantian Dafa?
Or live catching ghosts?
A cultivator does not strive for fame and fortune, and does not seek money.

Instead of wasting your time pondering on live broadcasts, you might as well comprehend talismans and research something real.

With the gathering spirit array, you can save the treasures of heaven and earth.

With the Spirit Gathering Array, there is no need to buy green vegetables. With the Heaven-shifting Dafa, if you want to swim in the water or eat and run on the ground, you only need to fish.

Is this unreal?
Zhang Qingyun also needs money, but he has his way of making money.

"Jingle Bell"

The phone rang, and he took out an old computer with worn-out paint. Zhang Qingyun answered the phone: "Come to Taoist Temple."

It was Wang Kun who called, and Wang Kun hesitated on the other end: "Daoist, it's getting dark now, I'll go tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Qingyun was speechless.

Wang Kun still has lingering fears about the resentment of the door, and he doesn't dare to go out at night.

After a while, the phone rang again, and he took out his mobile phone, still Wang Kun: "Daoist, look at how stupid I am, I can talk on the phone. My friend got in touch, but the price of jade is going to rise. , this time the goods in his hand are a little better than the last time."

"This time it costs 20 yuan per gram."

This time the price is a bit higher, Zhang Qingyun pondered a little: "I want fifty kilograms."

Fifty kilograms, one million!

In the hands of Zhang Qingyun, there are only more than 130 million.

"Huh"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Kun was a little surprised: "The Taoist priest is quite rich."

Zhang Qingyun hung up the phone directly.

rich?

This time, all the money is emptied.
"I don't know if Zhang Daoyi is still buying the exercises. No, he is taking out a loan and needs to make money every month."

This Zhang Qingyun was at a loss, and sighed: "Every industry needs money."

Taking out the largest piece of jade, Zhang Qingyun thought for a while: "I have to go back to my old business. This piece of jade is the largest and carved out a huge rune bird, which should fly farther."

Observing the blessings and misfortunes, Zhang Qingyun decided to control the bird and go to a farther place.

In this way, the chance of self-exposure is greatly reduced.

"Ok?"

Zhang Qingyun frowned and looked towards the east side of the courtyard.

A head popped up, sneaking: "Are you still not giving up?"

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Zhang Qingyun's face was full of bad intentions: "Then play with you."

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