Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 125 Building a Taoist Temple for Uncle Jiu

"This, this, and this, put them all up for me!"

Carrying a big bag full of things, Zhao Wen strode towards Uncle Jiu's Yizhuang.

Knowing the status quo of the practice sects in this world from Uncle Jiu, Zhao Wen knew that Uncle Jiu was his only chance in this world.

It's not that he can't find monks from other sects of cultivation, but even if he finds them, if he can't trust him, he won't dare to practice the exercises taught to him by the other party.

There is heaven and hell in this world, which shows that it was once rich.

And Maoshan is a top school, at least there will be no problems in basic cultivation.

Zhao Wen still knows that the most important thing for a new cultivation system is to lay a good foundation.

"You ran away, come here quickly, I just burned incense and prayed, and the patriarch has promised to accept you into my Maoshan gate wall!"

Seeing Zhao Wen come in with a lot of things, Uncle Jiu took the items in Zhao Wen's hands and put them aside, and pulled Zhao Wen to the main hall, facing a very simple portrait: "Kneel down, three obeisances!" Nine knocks!"

Seeing that Zhao Wen began to salute, he continued: "My Maoshan belongs to Zhengyi, one of the three mountain talismans, and the inheritance of the Shangqing lineage is the orthodox Taoism. You must strictly abide by the precepts when you start!"

While speaking, Uncle Jiu had already read out the Maoshan precepts one by one!

Finally, he took out another jade card and handed it to Zhao Wendao: "This is the identity jade card of my lineage. My senior brother is doomed to be unable to escape. In the future, I can only be a ghost in the underworld. Whether it will be passed on or not depends on you, Junior Brother!"

"Such an important item, senior brother, aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" Zhao Wen looked at Uncle Jiu strangely. Although he said that Uncle Jiu was a good person, he was by no means a bad person. I gave myself this young junior, which didn't feel right no matter how I looked at it.

"If you can cultivate the purest pure yang qi and blood, you will definitely not be a person who does many evils, and my lineage is now only you and my brother, and it depends on you to pass it on!"

Having accepted a top-level genius for his lineage, Uncle Jiu was in a good mood immediately. Because of the great drop in spiritual energy from the world, he himself hadn't even practiced the most basic foundation building, and there must be no hope in the future.

Glancing at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who were obediently standing outside the door, he originally planned to take these two under his door if he really couldn't get any disciples, but although these two grew up by his side, their aptitude was too high. Poor, let him have not made up his mind.

Now there is a younger brother, this younger brother has practiced martial arts to the limit of the world at a young age, and his talent is far beyond his own by countless times. With such an inheritor in his lineage, he doesn't have to worry about the sect's inheritance being cut off even after a hundred years in the future.

"This is the introductory mantra of our sect, junior brother must memorize it all!"

After receiving a few ancient books that were obviously old, Zhao Wen nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, I've always been fast at reciting things!"

"En!" Nodding his head, he pointed to the door and said, "These are the two apprentices Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai who work with me in this Yizhuang. They don't have any cultivation qualifications. I will arrange a job for them in the town in a few days!"

"Where is it still arranged by senior brother!"

Raising his hand, he took out two house deeds from his pocket and handed them to Uncle Jiu, "I just went shopping and bought two houses by the way, and I gave them to senior brother!"

As he spoke, Zhao Wen took out another gold ingot from his pocket and handed it over, "These two houses are on the street, and I'm adding some capital. The two of them can live in peace and stability with a small business!"

Seeing the gratitude on Uncle Jiu's face, Zhao Wen continued with a slight smile: "Besides, I just agreed with the owner of the inn in the town. I bought him on a mountain outside the town, and he hired people to repair it on the mountain. For a Taoist temple, the deposit has already been given to him!"

What impressed Zhao Wen the most after watching the movie was Jiushu's poverty. A Taoist priest who didn't even have a Taoist temple lived in Yizhuang.

Generally, Yizhuang is built in the town to park the corpses. Such a place must only have the right of residence but no ownership. If people don't want him to live there, they can leave at any time.

And Zhao Wen has so much gold and silver that he has to find a warehouse to put it in. It's just a small amount of money. If Uncle Jiu can pay more attention to teaching himself, in Zhao Wen's opinion, the money will not be wasted.

"What, have you really bought a mountain and are planning to build a Taoist temple for this vein?"

Uncle Jiu's voice trembled a little, and he fixed his eyes on Zhao Wen, for fear that he would give other answers.

"Brother, don't worry, I still have the money to build a Taoist temple!" He raised his hand and took out a bag in his arms, and poured out a dozen gemstones, each of which was worth enough to build a Taoist temple.

Put these gems back into the bag, then handed them to Uncle Jiu and said: "Brother, just use it. When the time comes, you can discuss with him, how big can be built, and I still have it if it's not enough for Junior Brother!"

"Enough, enough, I can't use so much!" Excitedly took the bag containing the gems, thinking that he would also be a Taoist priest in the future, who among the brothers and sisters could compare with himself, a wave that had never been seen before. The self-confidence that I had before emerged in an instant.

"I'm going to discuss it with shopkeeper Huang!"

As soon as he walked out of the door, a middle-aged man ran over and said as he ran: "Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, it's not good, the grave of Mrs. Ren was dug up, and the bones were scattered all over the place. Mr. Ren, please go over quickly have a look!"

Beside the grove where Zhao Wen appeared for the first time since he came to this world, a fat man and his daughter knelt on the ground and cried loudly, cursing while crying.

A dozen or so crooked security teams stood around holding long guns, and the security captain carefully observed the traces on the ground.

Just glanced at the traces of the bones on the ground, Uncle Jiu's face changed instantly, he walked quickly to the tomb to take a look, and then came over to Master Ren with a clear face and said: "The place where the dragonflies touch the water is covered with a layer of cement. , your family must have offended Mr. Feng Shui back then!"

Master Ren crawled on the ground and howled loudly.

Gently squatting on the ground and whispering: "Master Ren should have noticed that Mrs. Ren's body is not right. It has been transformed into a dead body. Mr. Feng Shui should have planned to turn Mrs. Ren into a zombie to kill your whole family!"

"I can be sure that if he will definitely leave you a coffin and bury him after how many years, your whole family will die when the coffin is raised!"

Hearing the wailing stopped instantly, Uncle Jiu also sneered in his heart, and continued: "This should be the Taoist priest passing by who saw something wrong and cracked the backhand of Mr. Feng Shui back then. If Master Ren believes me, he should hurry up and find a place to transfer Ren The old man's bones should be restrained and buried again!"

"Everything is up to Uncle Nine!" Sweat dripped down Master Ren's fat face, and there was an unconcealable panic in his eyes. Twenty years later, he never told him about the coffin and relocation. than anyone!
(End of this chapter)