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Chapter 316 He is actually a disciple of Kaiyuan’s Miao Dao Xingjun and one of the Eight Immortals in Shangdong! 【Please subscribe】

That day, she was destined to meet He Xiugu.

Then he took a pocket of Qi mica, brought it down to earth, and transformed it into her.

By chance, she came to Zengzhou and saw that Luofu Mountain was very prosperous, and it was dedicated to the first-class immortals in the Taoist sect.

I also saw that Taoist Master Ying was getting older and his realm was still at the level of Soaring Clouds. He could not get the true Dharma and could not make further progress.

Thinking that he was from the Xuanmen lineage and had made great achievements in preaching, I felt compassion and wanted to give him a blessing.

Therefore, she appeared in Luofu Mountain during the temple fair.

At the moment, Qing'e Yuanjun's eyes flashed, and she wanted to find out whether Taoist Master Ying had any compassion?

If he is willing to follow He Tai down the mountain, Qing'e Yuanjun will give him a method.

Not saying that he is expected to become an immortal, but he is also expected to become a real person.

If you are indifferent and A Zun is too precious, then you will miss this fate.

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Luofu Temple.

In the quiet room.

The beautiful woman with a Xia silk on one shoulder and a long embroidered green dress with a willow waist and an apricot face could not help but frown when she heard those He Tai words and said angrily:

"What a troublesome person, you dare to talk back to me?"

"What do you guards do for a living? Why don't you throw him out!"

He was ridiculed and taught a lesson by this beautiful woman.

When the guards outside the house heard this, they immediately detained He Tai and locked his hands and feet with a backhand push.

He Tai was in so much pain that he couldn't help but scream.

When the onlookers saw this, they quickly dispersed, fearing that Chi Yu would also be affected.

Just when He Taizheng was about to be thrown out by several people, Taoist priest Ying in the room suddenly had a serious look on his face and shouted:

"enough!"

After saying that, he waved his Taoist robe, and the strong wind was like waves, directly knocking the guards to the ground.

"Mrs. Pan, after all, He Tai is the husband who governs the people. Now if he contradicts you, it will only put other people's lives in danger."

"If you act like this, are arrogant and domineering, don't cultivate blessings, and still want to find an old Taoist to beg for an heir, it's better to go down the mountain as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman was stunned and a little at a loss.

Unexpectedly, the always kind-hearted Taoist Master Ying would lose such a temper!

It turns out that the reason why Mrs. Pan discussed with Master Ying in the quiet room was because asking for a son, a boudoir's talk, was not enough for outsiders.

Now, when Taoist Master Ying revealed the truth, Pan's face was surprised at first, and then she was extremely angry and ashamed. She was so angry that she immediately acted like an official wife:

"What a wise old man you are. You dare to talk to me like this? Do you believe that I will have your Taoist temple demolished?"

Snapped!
  As soon as she finished speaking, the old lady beside her suddenly reached out and slapped her.

This old lady is none other than Zeng Changshi’s mother.

"shut up!"

"Master Ying is a Taoist master, how can you talk to him like this?" the old lady scolded Pan.

"Mother-in-law, I..." Pan covered her burning face with a look of grievance.

The old lady ignored this and just stood up to apologize to the Taoist Priest:
  "Taoist Master Ying, my daughter-in-law was used to being arrogant and indulgent in her parents' family, which is why she developed this bad habit. I hope that the Taoist Master will forgive her and ignore her faults."

"Later, I will add some more five hundred taels of incense money."

Taoist priest Ying waved his hand and said in an indifferent tone:
  "No need."

"The old man still has something important to do."

After saying that, he shouted outside the house:

"Chang Zhen, I have to go out as a teacher, so I'll let you greet me here."

"Yes, Master."

Not long after, a Taoist priest who looked about thirty years old walked in quickly.

Taoist priest Ying helped the injured He Tai and went out.

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"Father, what's wrong with you?"

"Were you beaten?"

The two of them walked out of the front hall, and within a few steps, they met He Dou and his wife.

Seeing her father staggering while walking, with a bruised nose and swollen face, He Xiugu asked quickly.

At this moment, Mrs. He Dou also looked at her with a distressed face.

Taoist priest Ying sighed and said:
  "It's an old mistake."

"Householder He was injured by the followers of Chang Shi's Mansion. Fortunately, the problem is not serious. He will be cured after taking some pills."

"Thank you for your service, sir."

He Dou gave a salute and thanked him.

Taoist priest Ying shook his head. He took a look at He Xiugu and saw that her eyes were filled with clear eyes and her head was full of clouds. He was surprised and said with a smile:
  "This prime minister must be the daughter of layman He, right?"

"You are really smart and wise."

Hearing other people's praise, He Xiugu raised her face and responded to the Taoist priest:
  "Aunt Xiu has met Master Ying."

Seeing He Xiugu greeting him, the elder Yingdao was stunned and did not react subconsciously.

At this moment, He Xiugu couldn't help but urged:
  "The old lady must be impatient. Master Ying should go down quickly."

Mrs. He Dou wanted to stay and take care of He Tai. She thought about it and said to He Xiugu:
  "Xiu Gu, once you go with Taoist Ying, your father won't follow you."

"Let's go then."

Chief Ying nodded.

With that said, he grabbed He Xiugu and rode away in the wind in full view of everyone.

Seeing this scene, all the believers and tourists were stunned and looked at Taoist Master Ying in disbelief.

"This this?!"

"Master Ying is able to soar in the clouds and mist. Is he an immortal?"

"It's incredible. I didn't expect Master Ying to have immortal skills!"

"..."

Many people stood there stupidly, muttering as if they had lost their minds.

After they came to their senses, some good men and women knelt down and prayed for the immortal's blessing.

the other side.

As the Taoist priest drove away in the clouds, Pan, the wife of the chief minister, also heard the news.

I couldn't help but feel so frightened that my whole body became weak, with a look of panic on my face.

When the old lady saw this, she couldn't help sighing and complained to her:

"I have told you earlier that this Taoist Master Ying is a strange person with powerful magic. You refused to listen. Today, you are still making trouble in his temple and threatening to demolish the Luofu Temple. You really don't want to live or die!"

"It's time to tell Zhou'er tomorrow that our temple is small and cannot afford a great god like you!"

In his words, he was even more disgusted.

"Mother-in-law, my daughter-in-law realizes her mistake..."

"When Yingxian comes back, my daughter-in-law will definitely apologize to him in person!"

"And the daughter-in-law of He Tai also came to apologize."

Mrs. Pan knew that she had gotten into a big trouble, and suddenly she was about to cry, her face turned pale and she said.

"Alas, this is all we can do now..."

The old lady shook her head and said helplessly.

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Let's talk.

Na Ying Taoist Master took He Xiugu and flew away from the temple.

Logically speaking, going to the foot of the mountain is indispensable for a cup of tea.

But what puzzled Mr. Ying was that he kept falling into the clouds for a hundred breaths, and felt that the mountains and forests were flying upside down, but he could not reach the foot of the mountain.

Later, he didn't know how long he had been flying in the clouds.
  "It's strange, what's going on?"

The more Taoist Master Ying thought about it, the more something was wrong. He pressed his head on the cloud and stopped moving for the time being.

He thought for a while and then said in a long voice:

"Should the master of Luofu Temple, an old Taoist, abide by the truth?"

"I wonder if some senior expert who was passing by was joking with the old Taoist?"

"The old Taoist is anxious to treat illnesses and save people, but he still expects the seniors to do it for his own convenience?"

His voice fell.

Next to him, He Xiugu noticed an old woman looking at him with a smile on the clouds in the distance.

Seeing her, He Xiugu was overjoyed:
  "Old woman?"

Just when he was about to step forward, he was held back by Chief Ying. At this moment, he didn’t know whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend.

How could He Xiugu be allowed to get close to her?

"Master Ying, she is the old woman at the foot of the mountain."

He Xiugu didn't doubt that he was there, she raised her head and responded to the Taoist priest.

However, before Chief Ying could answer her, He Xiugu's eyes narrowed and she asked strangely:
  "Old lady, how can you go to heaven?"

To this, Taoist Ying did not dare to agree.

Because, when he used his spiritual mind to observe it before, the old woman was no more than one foot away, and she suddenly disappeared like a mud cow into the sea, completely disappearing.

Hearing He Xiugu's words, the old woman smiled kindly.

At the same time, the glow around her rose sharply, and celestial beings radiated in all directions.

However, Qing'e Yuanjun suddenly showed his true appearance.

I saw Qing'e Yuanjun sitting cross-legged on a fairy luan, wearing cloud-colored clothes, with precious light shining all over his body, and his face showed kindness.

"This?!"

Ying Shouzhen was shocked when he saw that the old woman suddenly showed her immortal appearance.

He was so excited that he hurried forward and worshiped:
  "Old Taoist pays homage to the Immortal!"

"I didn't know that the Immortal was here and I had a conflict. I hope that the Immortal will forgive me!"

this compartment.

He Xiugu also had a strange look on her face and looked at Qing'e Yuanjun in a daze.

Immediately, he also bowed to her in a decent manner.

"Don't be too polite."

"This palace is Qing'e Yuanjun, the Immortal of Yaochi. I feel that there is still a fate that has not yet been resolved in the human world, so I came down to this world."

Qing'e Yuanjun raised his hand and said.

As soon as she finished speaking, her fairy eyes fell on He Xiugu, she smiled and asked:
  "He Xiugu, you are kind-hearted and fearless, and you dare to sacrifice yourself. I want to accept you as my disciple and teach you your magic. Are you willing?"

At that time, Taoist Master Ying couldn't help being shocked when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, He Xiugu had such a great fortune, and thanks to the respect of the Yaochi Immortal, he was willing to accept her as his disciple.

This fairy fate is not small.

however.

While I was thinking about it, I was even more surprised behind me.

I saw that Aunt He Xiu lowered her head, shook her head and said:
  "Thank you very much for your kindness, but please forgive me for not agreeing."

The words have not yet fallen.

Taoist priest Ying suddenly opened his eyes and looked at He Xiugu in disbelief.

I thought to myself, this little girl looks quite smart, why is she so confused about important matters?
  To have Lord Yuan as my teacher is a blessing that ordinary immortals probably don't have.

"Oh, why is that?"

Qing'e Yuanjun also looked startled and said in confusion.

"Xiugu already has a teacher." He Xiugu said frankly.

"I see……"

Qing'e Yuanjun suddenly smiled.

She asked Shicai, why did He Xiugu say something to stop the young man? It turned out that he already had some Taoism in him.

Only then can we distinguish between good and evil.

However, knowing this and still daring to speak out is even more valuable.

Qing'e Yuanjun was extremely satisfied with this girl.

But she already has a teacher, so she can't force her.

But now that I have brought the mica, I will not take it back.

Qing'e Yuanjun thought for a while and asked:

"Which blessed place does your master live in?"

Hearing this, He Xiugu shook her head.

"Why, you don't know?"

Seeing this, Qing'e Yuanjun's expression changed slightly.

He asked again:

"Then you should know who your master is, right?"

"I only know that my father calls him Dongxiao Master."

He Xiugu rubbed her little head with her hands and thought hard for a while before saying.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ying Shouzhen's pupils shrank and he lost his voice in surprise:
  "The real Dong Xiao?"

"It's actually the Celestial Master Dongxiao Guangji?"

Ying Shouzhen had naturally heard of Master Dongxiao.

That was the Taoist Master in the world a hundred years ago!

Not only did he help the Tang Dynasty and defeat Hami, but he also greatly undermined the prestige of Sanjiao.

More importantly, he traveled around the world, often rescuing people in need and helping those in need.

Ying Shouzhen never thought that He Xiugu was actually his disciple.

"It turns out that you are a disciple of Kaiyuan Yanfa Miao Dao Xingjun..."

Hearing this, Qing'e Yuanjun couldn't help but look at He Xiugu.

She knew that Han Xiangzi was from Taishang's lineage.

At this time, it was said that he was a disciple of Taiyi, the God who saved the suffering.

Even the empress appreciates it!

Since He Xiugu is a disciple of Kaiyuan Yanfa Miao Dao Xingjun, she is also a disciple of Taishang.

As soon as he thought of this, Qing'e Yuanjun no longer thought about poaching.

Involuntarily, Qing'e Yuanjun suddenly remembered that there was news from Lihentian about the Eight Immortals in Shangdong.

While thinking, Qing'e Yuanjunxia straightened her face, stared at He Xiugu, and thought to herself:
  "Could it be that this girl will be the Eight Immortals of Shangdong in the future?"

"Perhaps that's why I couldn't practice meditation that day..."

Suddenly, Qing'e Yuanjun suddenly figured everything out and understood the cause and effect.

"Speaking of Master Dongxiao, I had a chance meeting with him at Yaochi the other day."

"He Xiugu, since you have become your teacher, I will no longer compete with Miaodao Xingjun for love, but you and I also have some fate..."

Speaking of which.

Qing'e Yuanjun turned over his hand, and suddenly a ball of mica the size of a goose piece appeared in the palm of his hand.

Soon, Qing'e Yuanjun handed this thing to He Xiugu and said:
  "This is Douchi Mica, please take it."

"I will teach you the art of swallowing and sucking again, a wonderful method to shape your immortal body."

"I……"

He Xiugu was startled and a little at a loss.

She couldn't help but look at Director Ying on the side, as if seeking his help.

"Don't worry, even if your master is here, he will let you accept it."

Seeing that He Xiugu was hesitating, Qing'e Yuanjun smiled and persuaded.

This time, He Xiugu no longer hesitated and carefully took the pocket of mica.

When she opened her mouth and was about to swallow it, she suddenly realized that the thing was too big.

Just when she was about to bite off half of it, the clinker mica turned into nectar and flowed into her mouth.

at the same time.

When Qing'e Yuanjun saw this, he pointed his jade hand at the center of He Xiugu's eyebrows:
  "Hold your breath and concentrate, and guard the mourning platform. I will teach you the technique of swallowing this thing, as well as the wonderful method."

As he spoke, Qing'e Yuanjun moved his lips and taught her the Dharma.

after all.

In Qing'e Yuanjun's view, the energy contained in this Douqi mica is not small. Now He Xiugu is still a mortal and has never practiced. If all these energies are released, it will undoubtedly be counterproductive.

It is better to do it slowly and let it absorb it on its own, so as to consolidate the immortal foundation.

After about half a stick of incense had passed, Qing'e Yuanjun stopped.

"Did you remember it?" she asked.

"Already noted it down." He Xiugu nodded.

"Then run it here."

Qing'e Yuanjun was afraid that there would be something wrong, so he ordered.

Not long after, He Xiugu sat on the ground and absorbed the power of the Qing Mica according to the method taught by Qing'e Yuanjun.

Just after doing it once, He Xiugu felt her body become light and shiny, and she wanted to ride on the wind and fly away.

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(End of this chapter)