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Chapter 315 Knowing that he is one of the Eight Immortals, Yuanjun Yaochi comes down to earth to enlighten He Xiugu! 【Please subscribe】

If you can't detect it, you may become the enemy of the Eight Immortals in Shangdong in the future!

But the King of Lanxi didn't know where Ao Lin had gone?

If you use him as bait to lure him here...

Han Xiangzi thought about it carefully and felt that it was inappropriate.

Not to mention whether Ao Lin will come.

Even if he comes, Han Xiangzi has no real evidence. He can be suppressed, but his crime cannot be cured!
  After all, it was not against heaven's rules that he asked King Lanxi to search for treasures.

If you really hurt him, there's no guarantee that Prince Donghai won't beat him up!
  Han Xiangzi had learned this trick before.

After much thought, Han Xiangzi finally decided not to pursue the matter.

When King Lanxi saw that he had finished speaking, Han Xiangzi's expression slightly turned away, and his eyes showed coldness from time to time. He was deeply afraid that he would kill him, so he quickly kowtowed like pounding garlic and said:
  "Shangxian, the little demon has told me everything he needs to say. He dare not hide anything."

"Please forgive the little demon's life!"

After coming back to his senses, Han Xiangzi glanced at King Lanxi with his fairy eyes and saw that there was very little evil in him and only a few sins, so he said:

"Since you have attained Taoism, you have not committed any sins of killing. Now I will cut off your three hundred years of Taoism. I hope you will do well!"

Done.

On the palm of Han Xiangzi's hand, divine mist surged and was directed towards King Lanxi.

Knowing that he had only harmed his Taoism and his life was not in danger, King Lanxi dared not move, so he could only let Han Xiangzi do what he did!
  Simultaneously.

King Lanxi felt happy in his heart. Fortunately, after he had achieved success in cultivation, he never killed anyone and brought trouble to one side.

Some are just greedy for pleasure.

Although I am a bit more ambitious without seeking advancement, I am also leisurely and comfortable.

After all, he has been practicing hard for seven hundred years and finally became the master of Lanxi Water Palace, so he can't enjoy it?

"Thank you, God, for your forgiveness!"

After three hundred years of Taoism, King Lanxi's cultivation level dropped by more than half, and he was only at the level of Danshan Tengyun.

But at this moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It doesn't matter if your Taoism is gone, as long as your life is saved!

Hearing this, Han Xiangzi ignored it and looked up at the bright moon, which turned into a ray of light and flew away.

"It's time to go..."

"Unexpectedly, a single thought almost cost me my life. I just want to be a rich man. I can't live up to my childhood dream of clinging to the East China Sea!"

Seeing Han Xiangzi leave Lanxi River, King Lanxi sighed.

……

……

When I returned to He's house in Guixiang again, it was not yet midnight.

Entering the side room, Han Xiangzi sat cross-legged. Before entering meditation, he swept his mind and found that He Tai's family was sleeping peacefully.

Early the next morning.

Han Xiangzi woke up from his trance. He went out of the room. He wanted to see if He Xiugu had gotten up?

As a result, when I arrived outside the house, I heard the sound of chanting.

"A child can be taught..."

Han Xiangzi chuckled lightly, with a look of approval on his face.

For the remaining few days, Han Xiangzi stayed at He's house for food and accommodation.

In the past few days, Han Xiangzi taught He Xiugu the remaining two chapters of the Taishang Miao Zhen Sutra and the Taishang Vipassana Sutra.

Teach him to clasp his teeth and lock his tongue, and teach him to hold the steps and bow.

Practice the true method of chanting.

Within five days, all the teachings were completed.

In this way, He Xiugu was also considered to be a Taoist.

But didn't cross the threshold.

……

In the blink of an eye, eight days passed.

On this day, after lunch with the He family, Han Xiangzi called He Xiugu to him and told him:
  "Disciple, you have been taught by your master. Now that you have learned it, you should obey the master's orders in the future, recite it morning and night, and practice diligently."

"When you can accumulate essence and nourish your energy, Pindao will come here again and teach you the true Taoism."

Hearing this, Aunt He Xiu's head became heavy and she said:
  "Xiu Gu took note of it."

Immediately, she heard Han Xiangzi's intention to leave, couldn't help but burst into tears, and asked in a low voice:
  "So, Master, are you going to leave me?"

He Xiugu and Han Xiangzi got along for seven or eight days, and they fell in love.

Knowing that He Xiugu was reluctant to leave, Han Xiangzi gently advised:
  "Disciple, didn't I say that as a teacher?"

"If you practice well, you can accumulate essence for a long time and I will come to see you."

"The disciple must recite it diligently and achieve it as soon as possible."

He Xiugu's nose twitched and she said.

After comforting He Xiugu, Han Xiangzi bowed to He Tai and his wife and said:

"Householder He, I have been helped by you to take care of me these days."

"When a real person says this, it really offends us!"

He Taicheng said in fear.

After saying goodbye to a few people, Han Xiangzi no longer hesitated. He moved and disappeared, as if he was drifting away with the wind.

"master!"

Seeing Han Xiangzi leave, He Xiugu could not suppress the sadness in her heart and immediately cried.

Above the clouds, Han Xiangzi heard the cry but did not respond.

He knew that he would have to spend more time with her in the future.

Meeting is inevitable.

After leaving Zengzhou, Han Xiangzi planned to travel all the way back to Zhongnan Mountain to practice the magical power of knowing the future tribulations.

……

……

Wind, frost, rain and snow.

In the blink of an eye, two years pass by.

It is said that in the Yaochi of the Heavenly Court, there is a fairy mist rainbow, a place of mist and purple mist, which is called Shang'e Palace.

It is Qing'e Yuanjun who lives in this palace.

This Qing'e Yuanjun, also known as Jin Yao Xuannu Yuanjun, is a heavenly god.

He is also the right-hand man of the Queen Mother.

On this day, she was practicing in the palace. Suddenly, in the Langyuan Immortal Pond, five-color lotus flowers bloomed, and the fragrance was fragrant, filling the palace with fragrance.

The tip of Qing'e Yuanjun's nose twitched slightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw lotus flowers in full bloom in the pond and couldn't help but smile.

After admiring it for a few times, she wanted to enter samadhi again.

However, after several breaths passed, she still couldn't calm down.

Involuntarily, Qing'e Yuanjun frowned, feeling strange in his heart.

It seemed that it was the first time that her cultivation had reached such a state that it was difficult for her to concentrate on her practice.

"Is there any unsolved cause and effect in this palace?"

Qing'e Yuanjun lowered his jaw and thought.

After saying that, she calculated patiently for a while.

After a while, enlightenment came to my mind.

It turns out that there is a treasure in Shang'e Palace, which is Douchi mica.

This Douqi mica is a rare treasure of heaven and earth.

Yaochi is in the [-]nd level of Heaven.

Her Shang'e Palace is located in the extremely heavenly place of Yaochi, which is rich in Brahma Light Meteor Sand.

There are many clouds and rainbows in Yaochi, which are often mixed with the Brahma light meteorite sand.

Over time, nourished by the heaven, earth, sun and moon, the substance Douchi mica was formed.

If this substance is taken, it can generate light Qi within the body without producing turbid substances, nourish the body and muscles, and over time, it can even help the body to soar to the sky!

Coincidentally, E Yuanjun of the Qing Dynasty had a book on the method of washing scriptures and cutting marrow, which was very suitable for this thing.

Once it is completed, you can get immortal bones to be added to your body.

Ability to transform clouds into molten energy, always at ease, a body with an invisible thin covering, pure jade and long glass.

Therefore, most of the fairies in the above-mentioned palace took this substance to practice.

Right now, this thing is about to be born, and it is time to choose one person and obey him for practice.

However, most of the disciples in her palace took it and found it difficult to use it.

Unless it is given to someone else.

But in the Yaochi, most of the fairies and mystical girls have their masters and have the method of shaping their foundation.

Even if it is given as a gift, it will not be used.

In the end, it will only be a waste of resources.

Thinking of this, when Qing'e Yuanjun was in trouble, he suddenly had a sudden impulse and used the wisdom and magical power of the host to follow his thoughts, reaching all ten directions. In an instant, his thoughts became clear.

Immediately, she waved her jade hand, and the mysterious light flowed in front of her eyes, turning into a fairy curtain.

The scene that appeared was exactly the appearance of a young girl with green hair and a double snail in her head, chanting sutras in front of the desk.

That girl is not someone else.

It was He Xiugu.

"It turns out I am destined to be with you..."

Seeing He Xiugu, Qing'e Yuanjun chuckled.

At the moment, she was not practicing on the throne, but went straight to get the Qi Mica.

Separate an incarnation, carry this object, go to the human world, and give a wonderful method.

……

……

It is said that during these two years, He Xiugu had been reciting the three volumes of scripture according to the method taught to her by Han Xiangzi.

Day after day, morning and night.

By now, she had memorized these three scriptures by heart and knew them by heart.

Strange to say.

Ever since she recited this sutra, she felt that her mind was getting smarter and her heart was at peace.

In the school, He Xiugu was even more agile in thinking and could answer questions fluently when faced with her teacher's questions.

Not only can he write poems with correct answers, but he can also write brilliantly.

Her reputation as a talented woman has spread throughout Zengzhou.

Thanks to this, the tofu of He Tai's family has become famous far and wide.

……

……

In March, the cold air gradually recedes.

Spring brings all things together. At the foot of Luofu Mountain, there are red peaches and green willows, a riot of purples and reds, and the flowers are blooming brilliantly.

On the sixteenth day of the month, a temple fair was held in the mountains.

It attracted many faithful men and women to worship and burn paper.

Among them, He Tai is naturally indispensable.

On this day, he led a family of three and carried some fine paper money and incense candles.

After taking a boat across the ferry in Guixiang, we arrived at the foot of Luofu Mountain.

Looking around, there are numerous figures all around.

There are many people outing for spring outings, and even more people pay incense and worship at temples.

He Tai was afraid that Xiugu would be separated, so he asked He Dou to keep a close eye on her.

Climbing all the way up the mountain, He Tai couldn't help but take a breath of air.

There are so many people in this temple.

Many people come here for the scenery on the mountain.

In addition, during the temple fair season, almost all the people from a hundred miles around arrived.

I thought that the foot of the mountain was already overcrowded.

Unexpectedly, the temple was even more exaggerated, almost crowded and crowded.

After finally burning the paper, he lit the wax in front of Old Taoist Master.

He Tai also wanted to sit at Ying Laodao's place.

Ying Laodao is the master of Luofu Temple.

He is quite old, with white hair and wearing a cloak.

But when He Tai squeezed in, he found that the room was full of people.

The person who was talking to Taoist Master Ying was wearing silk and satin, and was accompanied by a boy.

This looks like the family members of an official family.

Knowing that Ying Laodao was busy enough today and had a room full of people waiting, He Tai thought for a while and then left.

Come back tomorrow to see Ying Laodao.

After meeting with his wife and daughter, He Tai and his party hurried down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, He Tai and others could only wait at the ferry because the boatman hadn't arrived yet.

But He Xiugu couldn't rest. Seeing the beautiful scenery and blooming flowers at the foot of the mountain, she proposed to her parents to go on a spring outing.

Thinking that the boatman didn't come, He Tai agreed.

After all, it’s rare for a family to go out for fun.

“The kite is being sold!” ˆ ˆ ˆ “The candy man is selling it!”

"Newly baked steamed buns, plump with peach blossoms, don't miss it if you pass by!"

"..."

The ferry at the foot of Luofu Mountain is very lively.

Now is the spring outing season, and today we catch up with the temple fair. Many smart vendors have moved their business here.

The shouting continued, attracting many people to come and take a look.

Some children, especially, swarmed towards the kite-selling house.

Even adults can't stop him.

Seeing this scene, the stall owner smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

When passing by a stall selling steamed buns, He Xiugu looked at the steaming steamed buns and felt a little unable to walk.

"Then dad goes and buys some to try."

Hearing this, He Tai turned around and bought five or six buns without saying a word.

It was not easy to go up and down Luofu Mountain. He Tai knew that his daughter must be hungry.

While eating steamed buns, He Xiugu walked around at the foot of the mountain.

only.

While passing by a peach blossom, she heard someone arguing.

"Do you think I am your biological son?"

"It's such a long journey, a round trip, and I don't give you any money, so why don't I give it to you for free?"

"That's right, how can there be such a good thing in the world!"

"It's really tiring to carry such a lot of stuff. If you're eight cents short, you won't do it!"

"..."

But said.

Under a peach tree, a white-haired old woman was sitting slumped on the ground, panting.

In front of him are two bundles of paper money and a pack of incense candles.

Seeing how noisy the place was, He Xiugu walked out with a curious look on her face.

In this room, He Tai quickly pulled his wife over to join in the fun.

First, he was afraid that He Xiugu would run around, and second, he also wanted to find out what was going on?

"Everyone should do their best and take pity on me, an old woman."

"My old man was seriously ill, so he wanted to come to Guanli to see Taoist Master Ying, but after walking all this way, he got a leg disease at the foot of the mountain and couldn't walk."

"As an act of mercy, send these paper money and ingot candles to the temple to burn for me, an old woman."

Facing the ridicule and accusations from the crowd, the old woman kept apologizing and begging everyone over and over again.

"Old man, it's not that I don't want to help. It's just that the trip back and forth is too laborious and tiring. There are so many people in the temple that even those with small bodies can't squeeze in."

"Yingdao Chang's room is also full of people, and they are talking to Zeng Changshi's mother. How can we invite him?"

"I think we'd better come back another time."

A kind person who had just come down from the temple heard the old woman's words and immediately advised her.

"But the old man at home can't afford to wait!"

The old woman said anxiously.

Saying that, he tried to struggle to get up.

But her legs were injured and she couldn't stand up at all.

Tried several times, but still doesn't work.

"Harmful!"

"Old woman, you are so pitiful."

"Otherwise, just give me six cents, and I'll be kind and help you deliver the things. As for whether you can invite Taoist Master Ying, it depends on luck."

A young man couldn't stand it anymore. He came to the old woman and said to her.

"I only have three cents..."

The old woman helplessly stretched out her withered palm, with three greasy copper plates lying on it, and said.

"Okay, I'll just show my kindness."

Seeing that he only had three cents, the man shook his head helplessly and said.

"Then thank you little brother."

The old woman's face softened and her eyes became brighter.

However, just when she gave the money to the young man, a clear voice rang:
  "Old lady, don't give it!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone went out looking for fame.

Among the crowd, a half-grown girl wearing plain clothes and blue trousers spoke hurriedly to the old woman.

"Little girl, what do you mean?"

The young man turned around with a look of complaint on his face and said.

"Xiugu!"

He Tai didn't expect that she would suddenly interrupt and quickly pulled her back.

"Dad, the kid knows what's going on."

He Xiugu raised her head and glanced at her parents, her face very calm.

Seeing this, He Tai looked helpless and let him do what he did.

After He Xiugu finished speaking, she came to the old woman and said:

"Old lady, people are unpredictable. How did you know that the person in front of you would send you these paper money to the temple?"

"It's not surprising that he would just throw it away if he didn't keep it all. It's not too late to give him the paper money after he's done with it."

When the young man heard this, he immediately became angry and said:
  "Little girl, why are you suspicious of me for no reason?"

"I just think it's not easy for an old woman to make money." He Xiugu said innocently.

I don't know.

When He Xiugu spoke uprightly, a look of surprise flashed deep in the eyes of the old woman.

But soon recovered.

It wasn't that He Xiugu was jealous of the young man.

However, she vaguely felt in her heart that this young man would not be so kind-hearted as to send things to the temple for the old woman.

It may be that after reciting sutras for two years, her mind was flawless, clear and clear, and she could distinguish between good and bad.

"It just doesn't make sense!"

"Which family are you a girl from? Are you messing around here?"

The young man's face felt a little hot for some reason, and he pointed at He Xiugu and said.

But He Xiugu was not afraid, she reasoned and argued:

"If you are a gentleman, you should send these paper money to the temple instead of yelling here. Anyway, my mother-in-law is here and she won't leave!"

"I……"

After hearing this, the man seemed to lack confidence and could not continue speaking.

He had originally thought of taking the three pennies and fooling around.

Anyway, this old woman doesn’t know.

Unexpectedly, my thoughts were discovered by a child?
  This time, he was in a dilemma.

Seeing everyone's eyes turning towards him, this man suddenly turned red and said coldly to the old woman:
  "Old woman, you saw it. I wanted to help you, but this little girl is messing around here. I won't help you anymore!"

As he spoke, he looked provocative and sneered at He Xiugu:

"Since you, a little girl, are so kind-hearted, then you can go for her!"

He Xiugu straightened her eyebrows, her face was full of seriousness, and she responded loudly:
  "Go and go!"

"I also want to invite Chief Ying to treat my grandfather!"

The man struck mercilessly:
  "Idiot talking about a dream!"

"How could Master Ying listen to you?"

He Xiugu ignored him and just asked He Tai, who was not far away:
  "Dad, you can invite Taoist Master Ying if you can, right?"

The words fall.

He Tai's face was full of embarrassment, and he couldn't stop laughing when everyone looked at him.

……

……

"Xiugu, you are causing trouble."

"Don't you have anyone to tell you? Ying Daochang is talking to Zeng Changshi's mother. Even if your father and I have some friendship with Ying Daochang, he will not abandon the old lady to help her."

On the mountain road leading to Luofu Temple, He Tai preached to He Xiugu while holding paper money, ingots, and candles.

"But the old lady is really pitiful. If we don't help her, no one will."

He Xiugu muttered.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he called his master and retorted:
  "Master, ask me to do more good deeds, and I can't just ignore death."

Hearing this, He Tai was suddenly startled.

Thinking that Master Dongxiao had saved Xiugu twice in critical moments of life and death, he suddenly came to his senses.

Over the years, if he had not been under the care of the Imperial Master, it would be difficult for him to achieve what he has achieved today.

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt the paper money and sundries in his hands lighten up. He lowered his head and smiled at He Xiugu:
  "Our aunt is right, dad is confused."

"go!"

"Today, your father will show off his old face and invite that Taoist priest to come down."

Behind him, Mrs. He Dou couldn't help but smile when she saw the scene between father and daughter.

In fact, she is kind at heart.

I thought that even if I couldn't invite Taoist Master Ying, I could still call a doctor to go home and take a look at the old woman.

Arriving at the Luofu Temple again, He Tai and the others burned paper money, lit candles, and placed some offerings for the old woman.

He even knelt down and prayed a few words for the old woman.

After everything was done, He Tai plucked up the courage and went to the room where Taoist Master Ying received guests.

As a result, when I arrived at the door and looked inside, I found that Master Ying was gone, and the old lady from the company commander Shi's house was also missing.

But the room was still full of people.

"Brother, may I ask where Master Ying went?"

He Tai was confused and hurriedly asked others.

"I heard that Mrs. Chang Shi was unwell. The old lady asked Taoist Master Ying to go to the doctor for diagnosis and treatment. She was in the quiet room at the back of the hall for a while while burning incense. I don't know when she came out." The man replied.

Hearing this, He Tai was stunned.

He immediately looked toward the quiet room at the back of the hall and found five or six guards from the Chang Shi Mansion standing at the door.

"How can this be good?"

"Are we going to force our way in..."

He Tai frowned, complaining a little.

After waiting patiently for about a quarter of an hour, He Tai saw that Master Ying had no intention of coming out yet.

Thinking that the old woman was still waiting anxiously at the foot of the mountain, he was heartbroken and rushed out!
  However, before He Tai could enter the quiet room, he was pushed out rudely by several guards from the Changshi Mansion and shouted:

"Bold!"

"Who are you?!"

"Chang Yingdao is treating Mrs. Chang Shi. If you dare to trespass, it is a crime of disrespect!"

"I have something to ask you to see Master Ying. I hope you can make it easier for me!"

He Tai looked panicked and quickly begged.

"no!"

"If you don't retreat, I'll take you to jail!"

The guards had serious faces and did not give He Tai any face. Instead, they threatened him.

"I……"

Seeing this, He Tai's face turned bitter, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

I can only sigh that the old woman has a bad life.

Just as he turned around and left, an old voice suddenly came from the quiet room:

"But Master He is outside?"

"Master Ying, I'm here."

Hearing Taoist Master Ying's voice, He Tai seemed to grasp at straws and immediately explained:

"Master Ying, there is an old woman at the foot of the mountain who took the trouble to come to Luofu Mountain to offer incense. She just wanted to ask Master Ying to show mercy and save her because her wife was about to die at home."

The words fall.

A slightly mean voice sounded in the hall:
  "Why doesn't she come in person? You are nosy and don't understand the rules!"

The person who spoke was none other than the wife of Zeng Changshi.

Little did he know that with just one word from this woman, the governor of Zeng would never have any heirs, and his official career would be cut off!

Hearing this, He Tai could only kneel down and say:
  "She has a leg problem and can't walk, so I'm doing this for her."

As he spoke, there were beads of sweat on He Tai's forehead. He didn't understand why Mrs. Chang Shi might hate him for contradicting him like this today.

at the same time.

At the foot of the mountain, the old woman was pretending to rub her legs, but what she saw before her was exactly the scene before the Luofu Temple.

It turns out that this old woman is none other than Qing'e Yuanjun in Yaochi!

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