The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 93, Ying Jie

Before going out, Li Wei prepared a lot of things.

Black bamboo, black chicken, it is very simple to bring them, just roll up the paper.

Also called Bai Shanjun.

"Mr. Baishan, this time we are going to face a big monster, so don't get discouraged."

"Hmph, I'm not afraid of any big monsters, even dragons." Bai Shanjun is arrogant and arrogant, and behind him is Li Wei, the "big fairy", so what if he is just a fox pretending to be a tiger?
Li Wei smiled and blessed Bai Shanjun with the magic foot.

"Let's go down the mountain. Since he dares to be so arrogant, Pindao is even more arrogant than him."

Vehicles are moving in the mountains.

Guoan and Taoist practitioners were all in the car.

Riding in the car on the bumpy mountain road is not very pleasant, the atmosphere in the car is not very warm, and I don't know if it is because of the bumps or because I have to worship the temples on the Yaoshan Mountain.

Baihe felt okay, asked Daoist Qingling next to him and said.

"Daozhang, do you know what this monster is doing? It's so arrogant, and it still acts like this when it knows it's being targeted."

Qingling paused for a moment, thinking of the words of the senior brother in charge before going down the mountain, some things can be clearly stated to Guoan and the others, and there is not much to hide.

"He is 'responding to the robbery' in the most active manner."

"Should be robbed?"

"You should know, that thing is definitely not a real Buddha."

Bai He was noncommittal.

"Although he is not a real Buddha, he also wants to be a real Buddha. He wants to shed his concrete body and become a real Buddha. He wants to be reborn before the beginning of the new year." Qing Ling said lightly: "You, It is his last kalpa, after the kalpa, he will be able to shed his demon body, and use the incense beliefs collected before to become a true Buddha with a heart."

"Is that so? This magical world is really colorful."

Bai He rubbed his chin, always feeling that his posture level had risen.

"Would you like to know more? Our Qingyun Temple is willing to join the national security and serve the country." Qingling took advantage of this topic and said, with a full face.

Bai He pretended not to understand, shook his head and said.

"This, I need to communicate with my superiors, it's not up to us to decide."

Qing Ling stared at Bai He for a long time, then said with a smile: "Mr. Bai, I think with our familiar relationship, we shouldn't need to be so famous, and we should try our best to say something."

It is not once or twice to cooperate with Qingyun Temple, but there is no need to hide it like this, Baihe said after a pause.

"I know that both you and Baiyunguan want to enter the national security system and serve the country. If you say that there is no purpose in your enthusiasm, I don't believe it. Isn't our cooperation like this also serving the country? And you beheaded You can receive a large amount of funds from us for eliminating demons and demons, so it can be regarded as mutual benefit."

"Daoist Qingling, I hope you can understand us too. Both you and us need to be restricted, understand?"

Baihe is not fooling Qingling, he is indeed restricted, and he is not even able to cooperate with any cultivator's family. He can not lead alone. Whether it is Baiyun Temple or Qingyun Temple, he can participate in national security so grandiosely. During the operation, limited rights were released only after layers of review.

After all, authority, like a tiger, is easy to release, but difficult to take back.
Qingling is not some old man who practiced Taoism deep in the mountains, he knows everything, nodded and said.

"Pin Dao understands."

Baihe did have some doubts about the painting style of these practitioners. Shouldn't practitioners be indifferent to fame and fortune? Now, practitioners from Baiyun Temple or Qingyun Temple are all eager to be officials.

Facing Bai He's puzzled and questioning eyes.

After a moment of silence, Qingling said.

"Do you think there are many monsters and practitioners in modern times?"

"few."

Bai He said succinctly: "If there are too many, the rights of our national security department will not be like this."

"Yes, less." Qingling said: "But in the past, in the land of Shenzhou, there were many practitioners, there were walking monsters, treasures of heaven and earth, and immortal Taoist cultivators, but with the exhaustion of aura, these things gradually disappeared. In the Ming Dynasty, there were almost only a few sects operating normally, and then there were almost only heretical sects left. Because the spiritual energy was exhausted, our practice became more difficult, and our road ahead was more muddy. even gain mana"

Qingling didn't continue to talk at this point, but skipped it.

"The depletion and disappearance of spiritual energy makes us need to obtain the power of practice from more channels."

"For example, the dynasty's luck, let us be bound to the dynasty, and use luck to assist our practice. If the dynasty's luck is at its peak, then we will be at its peak!"

Qing Ling said helplessly.

This heretical shortcut method, which ancient practitioners disdain, is actually the only feasible right way now.

Bai He's spirit lifted, and he suddenly became enlightened.

Sure enough, joining Gongmen is beneficial to them, no wonder they are so flocking to them.

At this moment, Bai He touched his chin and said.

"Since it started from Daming, I always feel that you have just emerged recently, and you have never heard of these things before."

Judging from the records, the systematic contact with these practitioners has already happened in modern times. According to the records, the practitioners themselves came to contact them.

"Before, hehe." Qingling narrowed his eyes and said, "Who dares to bind luck with the Jiang family and the Tartars? We dare not bet on them for the things that both prosperity and mutual loss, don't you think? "

"Hmph, I see."

Bai He already understood why these practitioners wanted to join the national security department.

Although it is a matter of mutual benefit, the other party is quite honest.

While the two were chatting, a fog suddenly appeared in front of them.

There seems to be a faint golden mist emerging.

At this time, both Baihe and Qingling stopped talking.

The sky outside the mountain is gloomy, but inside the mountain there is a hidden golden light, and there is a faint mist and Buddha's light in the sky, which is extremely warm.

There is no moisture in the deep mountains, only the slight drunkenness of the warm sun and the early sun, and the scenery is beautiful.

Faint music sounded.

When passing the trail, you can see monks playing music and singing Buddhist music on both sides of the road.

These monks wear blind hats and hold musical instruments.

Big chime, wooden fish, Yin chime, clang, hafnium, cymbal, bell, drum, bell, incense board, bang, suona.

"So many monks?"

Baihe frowned. According to the previous data investigation, it should be only the demon who is entrenched here. Why are there so many monks? There is such a change in a short period of time?

The temple is resplendent and magnificent, making people feel as if they are truly in the carefree Western Paradise.

At the end of the road, there is a young and coquettish monk in white robes. The monk has red lips and white teeth. He is sitting on a lotus platform with folded hands and a smile on his face. A monk wearing a bamboo hat is supporting him. Qibao glazed umbrellas shade it from the sun and wind.

The golden light shines on the faces of the monks who are chanting sutras, and the precious appearance is so solemn that behind them is the statue of the gilded Buddha.

Fortunately, there are all determined people present, otherwise they would really feel it from the bottom of their hearts.

Buddha, that's it.

"Amitabha, welcome to all of you."

(End of this chapter)