Longevity starts from Liaozhai

Chapter 69
In the heavy rain, Qin Chuan and the monk passed by.

The sound of the wooden fish was mixed with the sound of the wind and rain, which was indescribably weird.But Qin Chuan didn't stop, and Chaotian Temple was in front of him soon.

Qin Chuan stopped in front of the observation, and glanced behind him. The figure of the monk just disappeared from his vision. After stepping through the rain curtain, the two looked at each other.

Qin Chuan's primordial spirit immediately sensed complex emotions such as fear, bewilderment, and doubt in the other party's gaze, as well as the little snake on the wooden fish, which looked like white jade. The snake's eyes were not cold, but pleading towards him.

A monk is not an ordinary monk, and a snake is not an ordinary snake.

It just has nothing to do with him.

Qin Chuan knocked on the door knocker.

"Lingling on the seven strings, listen to the pine wind and cold.

Although old tunes are self-love, many people don't play them today. "

A singing sound came from inside the door, piercing through the wind and rain and the world of mortals.

The gate opened, revealing the floating figure of Daoist Qingyun, then he looked embarrassed and said haha: "Mr. Qin, it's you."

What he read was the poem Qin Chuan copied yesterday.

"Hello, Daoist Qingyun."

Daoist Qingyun's embarrassing expression flashed away, with a smile on his face, "Qin Xianggong's poems are really well written, and I'm reciting the full text of your poems. Come, it's windy and windy outside, please come inside."

In the Taoist temple, there is a pavilion surrounded by rain like a curtain, dividing the inside and outside of the pavilion into two worlds.

Qin Chuan was not afraid of the cold, and Taoist Priest Qingyun wore a simple Taoist robe. The two sat down in the pavilion, where Taoist Priest Qingyun was also enjoying the rain before.

If it doesn't rain, at night, you can also drink a pot of wine, enjoy the flowers, the moon and the autumn fragrance. The days are very happy.

"Why doesn't Taoist accept a few registered disciples to serve him?"

Chaotianguan is not big, but it is not small either.

Daoist Qingyun: "It's not convenient, and someone will come to clean it every one or two days."

Then Qin Chuan understood, it seems that Daoist Qingyun did some dirty work for the Wang family, and he did not accept disciples, but he just didn’t want to be discovered the secret between him and the Wang family. , at ease, is more comfortable than [-]% of people in the world.

Moreover, it is much better to have the support of the Wang family in his practice than to run around alone to find resources for practice.Traveling outside, it may be easy to offend the interests of other local tyrants and gentry, and it is easy to be targeted by the government.

There are four essentials for practicing the law and land of a wealthy couple.

The Wang family can provide him with both wealth and land.

In addition, he has his own law, and he is only short of a Taoist companion.

Daoist companions do not necessarily have to be female cultivators, they just need to be like-minded, and they can exchange experiences with each other.But it's just not in the view. The Lingzhou Mansion is so big that it is not just Taoist Qingyun who is a practitioner.

But Qin Chuan is currently familiar with only Daoist Qingyun.

Qin Chuan: "Well, I have some doubts about coming here today."

"The poor know that Mr. Qin will go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. There was such a big commotion yesterday, and I think it is very rewarding."

"Did the priest see it?"

Daoist Qingyun smiled: "I don't care if I don't want to see it. The literary spirit is soaring, but it is a vision that has been rarely seen for many years. I am naturally sensitive when I cultivate the soul, so of course I saw it. Not just the poor, I am afraid it is from inside and outside the city Ghosts and gods, most of them are in their eyes. It’s just that Pindao studied these four poems. Although the writing is elegant, especially the last two poems, they can be handed down from generation to generation. But it’s rare to gather so much literary energy. Maybe it’s because Pindao understands Wendao well. For too many reasons, I thought it was a strange thing.”

"The Taoist priest is not wrong in his judgment. I played the Guangling Qin on the Linchuan Painting Boat yesterday, and only then did I gather the literary spirit, but it dissipated quickly."

"No wonder. Could it be that Mr. Qin wants to ask about the Guangling Qin, which is a sacred relic of the famous religion. My Taoist sect is quite shy about it. If you ask me, I don't know much about it."

"It's not about this matter. By the way, I met a monk when I came..."

Qin Chuan recounted the situation when he met the monk before.

Daoist Qingyun's expression changed slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "If Pindao guessed correctly, it was a murderous monk who was expelled from Lingqing Temple recently. Conflict, so that he was expelled from the temple by the elders. He is also capable, and he thinks that the little snake has passed through spirituality, so he caught him and used it to increase his Taoism."

He paused,

"It's right for Mr. Qin to care about his own business. It's really unwise to provoke people who don't know the details. In our practice world, it's become more and more uneven. Even if you have fame and fame, you don't necessarily care if you meet those bold people. Although Qin Xianggong is good at martial arts, there are many methods in this world, and it is impossible to guard against them. In short, I think it is better to be more careful in today's world."

What he said was from the bottom of his heart, because Daoist Qingyun and the Wang family were tied together.Qin Chuan and Wang Fu have a very close friendship. The Wang family's big backer here, Niezhi County, will know Emei in the middle of Shu, and the Wang family will lose a speaker in the officialdom of Yujiang.

The wife of Niezhi County, Mrs. Wang, is a close relative of the royal family, no better than others, and she was in the prime of life. She was originally going to be the magistrate of Lingzhou, but now an accident happened, which hindered the business of the Wang family.

It is not difficult to maintain the business now, and the prefect of Nie County and the prefect of Zhou have an old relationship, even if they do not help, the Wang family will not be hindered in the right way.

Although the Wang family did not publicly donate money for disaster relief, they did put a lot of effort into manpower and food transportation.

It's just that after all, a promising official is needed to join hands with the Wang family, otherwise, when the big trees they rely on grow old one by one, the Wang family will inevitably lose.

Qin Chuan is naturally the most favorite target of the Wang family.

He is not from a powerful family, but he is close to the prefect of Zhou and his predecessor Tixuelu, and he is good friends with Wang Fu, and he is only 16 years old.

The reason why the Huang family can sit firmly as the largest family in Lingzhou is that there are several Jinshi in the family, and there are people in the local court.

"Thank you for the reminder, Taoist priest, I must pay attention next time."

One leaf falls and autumn is known.

There are not a few smart people in the world, and even those powerful families who seem to be still luscious and wealthy are more or less preparing for the next troubled times.

It's just that preparation is one thing, but the tide of the times is rolling in. If you really meet a ruthless person and step on the bones of the public, then there is no way.

But if you don't prepare, that's even worse.

No class will be willing to give up its own interests. Redistribution is not based on treating guests to dinner, not on the gentleness of reciting poems and prose, but on fighting with swords and guns.

No matter in troubled times or prosperous times, the greatest truth is always the fist.

Even the Analects of the most sage teacher can only be handed down after it has been hit in the sky.

Otherwise, why would there be the word Kongwulili?
It's not enough to just be reasonable, you have to have fists.

In this world, Confucianism can suppress Taoism, it must not rely on those small words and righteousness, but other forces.For example, the evil pen in his body.

Another example is the Guangling Qin he just got yesterday.

There must be a lot of sacred objects of Confucianism.

Daoist Qingyun caressed his beard and smiled: "Qin Xianggong doesn't think that the poor Taoist is talking too much, so I will say a few more words. Since Qin Xianggong is always curious about these cultivation matters, Baoshan is actually by his side."

Qin Chuan: "The Taoist chief is talking about Yu Jiang Longjun?"

Daoist Qingyun: "That's right, after all, we can find opportunities to get close."

"Thanks for the point."

Qin Chuan thought to himself, it seems that there are quite a few people who want to eat the soft food of Dragon Palace.However, the wealth of the Dragon Palace is certain, and some of them can be leaked casually. Not to mention an ordinary person, even a cultivator, can enjoy it in a lifetime.

He said again: "The ancients said that the universe is big in drunkenness, and the sun and moon in the pot are long. Buddhists also say that Nasumi is in mustard seeds, and one flower is one world. I don't know if there is such a magic in Taoism?"

"Is Qin Xianggong here for this?"

"Well, I plan to go on a study tour in the future, but it's inconvenient to carry a lot of items, so I came up with a whim."

Daoist Qingyun pondered for a while, then sighed: "Forget it, let's tell Mr. Qin about this matter. In fact, Mr. Qin's painted skin last time can be used as a magic weapon for refining hidden items. I haven't seen the painted skin. If it is wrong, it should be peeled off from the body of a martial arts master who has a body and soul. I don’t know how the ghost got the painted skin by chance and changed the human form. I think there are some secrets in it. That’s why the poor know this thing Precious, I can get Laoshan back in exchange for some benefits. It’s just that Qin Xianggong’s future is much bigger than what Pindao imagined, and if you ask about this again, Pindao won’t hide it from you.”

He saw that Qin Chuan was always curious about the matter of cultivation, and he knew that Qin Chuan would know these things sooner or later in the future, so it was better to confess now.

This also shows that Qin Chuan's potential is really amazing.

Qin Chuan knew that he and Daoist Qingyun really didn't have friendship, they didn't call it duty, they said it was affection.

"Understood, this method of refining the magic weapon, I also ask the Taoist priest to show me a way. I have a piece of experience in practicing Taoism here, and the Taoist priest may use it."

The experience of practicing Taoism is naturally obtained from the Taoism book that Huang Sha got in the water mansion in the sea.

Qin Chuan accepted Huang Sha's visit and looked through his life's memory. The content of the book was very deep in his memory, so Qin Chuan naturally found it easily.

Qin Chuan didn't want to take out all the Daoist scriptures, but some of them.

The value of that book can also be judged from this.

Because the content of cultivating the Yin God in the Taoist scriptures is really useless to Qin Chuan, he has already cultivated into the Primordial Spirit, and he is not walking the way of ghosts and immortals, the path is different.

"In the second half of the night on the fifteenth day of each month, there will be a black market for cultivators and even aliens near Lingzhou Prefecture. The specific location, after the ninth day of the pindao, you can inform Mr. Qin. It's just a black market transaction, and there are many risks. Qin If Xianggong plans to go, he must be cautious."

"Well, here is a piece of cultivation experience, which can be regarded as my thanks. I also ask the Taoist priest to comment on it and see how valuable it is."

Qin Chuan took out a page, which recorded a large part of the content of cultivating the Yin God.

This is only less than one-tenth of the content of that Taoist book.

"Shenxiao alchemy?"

Daoist Qingyun took the white paper, and after reading it for a while, his expression changed drastically.

He glanced around, with an extremely complicated expression, "Qin Xianggong, where did this thing come from?"

"It's inconvenient to say."

"It's really inconvenient to say. I don't know the origin of this technique after looking at Qin Xianggong, and the content is incomplete. This is the secret of Shenxiao Dao's cultivation. It's easy to say to my human race, but once the monsters know it, I'm afraid Qin Xianggong will be in trouble .Because I heard the elders mention in Laoshan that there are not many Taoist arts that can be practiced by other people in the world except for innate supernatural powers. Shenxiao's refining magic happens to be one of them. It is precisely because of this that Shenxiao Dao has caused great trouble in the past. Trouble, a group of monsters were attracted to attack the mountain, after a great battle, Shen Xiaodao suffered heavy losses, it is said that only one or two people survived, and since then they have fled overseas and their whereabouts are unknown."

(End of this chapter)