Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 40 Hidden in the secluded mountains, shocking the East County

"When will Director Jiang be released from seclusion?"

"Little Taoist Priest, we really just want to go in and have a stick of incense."

"Yes, Taoist Master, we people have come all the way, please give us a report!"

In front of the gate of Qingxuan Temple in Qingping Mountain, gentry and wealthy businessmen from all over the East County gathered here, hoping to meet Jiang Sheng.

Among them, the number of local gentry in Qingshan County is actually less than that of outsiders.

Ever since these gentry learned about Jiang Sheng's abilities, some of them hoped to get Jiang Sheng's protection to give their family more protection.

Not to mention the gentry in Qingshan County. They would rather come to Qingping Mountain to see Jiang Sheng than go to Zhang Qingyun, who is a big talker.

After all, Zhang Qingyun asked for most of their family wealth and land. Although Zhang County Zun looked majestic, he actually took advantage of Jiang Sheng's influence.

How can worshiping the county magistrate be as useful as worshiping Taoist Priest Jiang directly?
Who in the entire Qingshan County doesn’t know that Director Jiang is the only true god in the 15th Town of Qingshan County?
Tian Ming'an also experienced what scenery meant.

In these days, there were countless gentry and wealthy businessmen who came to offer incense and talismans. When everyone saw him, they respectfully called him Little Taoist Priest.

Naturally, those gentry were so respectful not because of Tian Ming'an's ability.

But why is Tian Ming'an Jiang Sheng's only apprentice at present?

Although these people tried every means to please Tian Ming'an, Tian Ming'an was not dazzled by these people's promises and flattery.

In front of the Qingxuan Temple Gate, Tian Ming'an was wearing a simple gray Taoist robe with an expressionless face.

"Master has been practicing in seclusion recently and has no time to pay attention to you. This is not a place for you and others to make noise."

"Let's all disperse. Master is a pure cultivator and doesn't care about the secular world. Don't make any noise here."

Tian Ming'an, a young boy who had just turned thirteen, stood in front of the mountain gate and stopped the gentry in a daze, so that they did not dare to step forward.

It’s not like these gentry came without their servants. How could they come all the way without guards?

But they just didn't dare to act rashly.

Just thinking about the person standing behind Tian Ming'an, these gentry couldn't even think of taking action.

So much so that Tian Guofu brought a large number of servants up the mountain to cheer up his grandson, but in the end it was to no avail.

Tian Ming'an only used Jiang Sheng's words to shock these gentry so that they did not dare to act rashly.

In the end, these gentry had to stay at the foot of the mountain, unwilling to leave even if they could not see Jiang Sheng.

It was almost the Lantern Festival, but these gentry still didn't want to go home and still hoped to see Jiang Sheng.

But in Qingxuan Temple, Jiang Sheng had finished refining another batch of elixirs.

After carefully calculating the number of elixirs on hand, Jiang Sheng confirmed that these elixirs were enough and stopped refining elixirs.

Being mentally stressed for a long time was not beneficial to his practice, so Jiang Sheng began to draw talismans to soothe his mind.

"Ming'an."

Listening to Jiang Sheng's call, Tian Ming'an rushed to the back hall: "Master, my disciple is here."

"What's the noise outside the mountain gate these days?" Jiang Sheng asked while drawing the talisman.

Tian Ming'an explained: "Master, the gentry from various counties came to ask for incense and talismans, and we gentry from Qingshan County hope to see you."

Jiang Sheng chuckled after hearing this: "I have never seen them praying to the Tao like this before, but now they know how to pray for incense and worship gods."

Tian Ming'an also said: "The demon cast a spell and flooded the six towns. Countless people left their homes and their families were devastated."

"These wealthy businessmen and gentry have been entrenched in Qingshan County for so many years and have exploited an unknown amount of land and money. Now they are refusing to use part of it for disaster relief."

"You have an evil intention and are trying to seek help from the Master. You really don't know what to say."

Jiang Sheng sketched with a brush in his hand, and his spiritual energy was poured into the cloud along the brush. When the last stroke was completed, a second-level light feather talisman was completed.

After picking up the magic talisman and observing it, Jiang Sheng said: "As the saying goes, if you don't use Xuanmen as a market, you should pay less attention to worshiping the gods."

"If they want to come, let them stay at the foot of the mountain. As long as they don't go up the mountain, let them go."

Although Jiang Sheng has a cold temperament, he doesn't like to kill people casually. As long as those people don't go up the mountain, he won't take action against those mortals.

He was good at cultivating in the mountains, so Jiang Sheng continued to cultivate quietly without paying attention to external affairs, and devoted himself to working hard for the Zi Mansion.

With the arrival of the Lantern Festival, lanterns are once again hanging all over Qingshan County.

During these days, Zhang Qingyun used the money and land of the wealthy gentry families whose homes he had confiscated to subsidize the people in the towns affected by the disaster, and also distributed a sum of money to the county government.

For a time, ordinary people from all over Qingshan County were full of praise for Zhang Qingyun, the county official, and the county government was considered to be in Zhang Qingyun's hands.

Zhang Qingyun now finally looks like a Baili Hou.

But there is always a knot in Zhang Qingyun's heart, that is Jiang Sheng in Qingping Mountain.

He could not forget how he humbled himself in front of Jiang Sheng.

Especially now that he is praised by the people, respected by the county government, and the gentry and wealthy businessmen have become servile when they see him.

But the more this happened, the more he was praised highly by these people, the more he couldn't forget that there was always a big mountain above him.

Jiang Sheng is so powerful that even if he is hiding in the mountains, his words and deeds can affect the entire Qingshan County.

In these days, countless gentry went to the foot of Qingping Mountain to ask to see Jiang Sheng, but Zhang Qingyun did not dare to send people to arrest him, which undoubtedly made him feel even more aggrieved.

Although he also knew that those gentry had been kneeling at the foot of the mountain for so many days and never saw Jiang Sheng, he still felt uncomfortable. However, Zhang Qingyun suppressed these things in his heart and did not show them.

As Zhang Qing said, an immortal figure like Jiang Sheng is just hiding in the mountains now, and sooner or later he will travel to the nine heavens.

Thinking of his current situation, Zhang Qingyun sighed again: "Should I go to Qingxuan Temple to burn a stick of incense?"

Zhang Qing saw her father being so entangled and said, "Father, you should naturally burn a stick of incense."

"Dao Zhang Jiang doesn't like this." Zhang Qingyun was still a little hesitant. He really didn't want to go to Qingxuan Temple.

Every time he arrived at Qingxuan Temple, he didn't feel that he was a respected person in the county, let alone have any majesty at all.

Because every time Jiang Sheng saw him, he always nodded and bowed. There were even rumors in the market that he, the county official, knelt down to Jiang Sheng. How could he be willing to do this?

But that's the fact. In Jiang Sheng's eyes, maybe Zhang Qingyun is no different from a beggar, because Jiang Sheng sees them both as ants.

Knowing that his father had inner resistance, Zhang Qing said, "Father, Dao Zhang Jiang really doesn't like people to disturb him."

"But today is the Lantern Festival. Director Jiang doesn't have to go, but you have to go."

With one sentence, Zhang Qingyun's awkwardness completely disappeared.

"What Qing'er said is to prepare gifts immediately, and my father will go to Qingxuan Temple to offer incense."

Soon the servants prepared the gifts, and Zhang Qingyun and Zhang Qing hurried towards Qingping Mountain with the government officials.

At the same time, Zha Liangping also arrived at Qingshan County with several gifts, and his goal was also Qingping Mountain.

In this way, Zhang Qingyun and Zha Liangping arrived at the foot of Qingping Mountain one after the other.

Zha Liangping looked at the gentry from various counties gathered at the foot of Qingping Mountain, and then looked at the honor guard of the county officials who were stopped at the foot of the mountain, and he knew how much prestige his fellow Taoist Jiang had in Qingshan County.

Instead of climbing the mountain rashly, Zha Liangping took out the spiritual power of praying and throwing it into the mountain.

Not long after, Zha Liangping saw a little Taoist priest wearing a gray robe hurriedly came down the mountain and came to him: "Senior, I have invited you. When the master learned that the senior was visiting, he sent a special boy to greet him. The master is already waiting for the senior in front of the mountain gate."

Zha Liangping smiled and took out an envelope: "I have long heard that Master Jiang has accepted a good disciple, and today I saw that he is indeed a young talent."

"I didn't bring any gifts during such a festive season, so I just treat them as pocket change."

Tian Ming'an took the red envelope with both hands and said quickly: "I don't dare to refuse the gift from the elders. I would like to thank you senior."

After that, Tian Ming'an led Zha Liangping up the mountain. The gentry and wealthy businessmen gathered at the foot of the mountain all stared with wide eyes. No one knew where this middle-aged man, who looked like an ordinary wealthy gentry, came from.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Zha Liangping saw Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng was wearing a green Taoist robe and a Taoist crown. When he saw Zha Liangping from a distance, he smiled and said, "My Taoist friend has come from afar, but I didn't come far to greet him. I'm rude."

"It's me who came to the door unexpectedly. Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't blame me for coming without telling you." Zha Liangping also smiled, looking very sincere.

Jiang Sheng invited Zha Liangping into the Taoist temple. Zha Liangping also placed incense sticks in the front hall first, and then followed Jiang Sheng around, saying sighs of emotion from time to time.

"The mountains are quiet and the Taoist temples are elegant. Taoist friend Jiang lives in this mountain. No wonder he doesn't want to go out. If I am not burdened by my family, I would also like to find a mountaintop to meditate as a mountain man."

Listening to Zha Liangping's emotion, Jiang Sheng said with a smile: "Friend Zha, don't be ridiculous. The poor mountains and wilderness means that only the poor Taoist who is used to poverty can survive. As long as there is a good place to go, the poor Taoist will not be bored there. It’s in the mountains.”

After taking Zha Liangping around, Jiang Sheng invited Zha Liangping to take a seat in the side hall, and then cooked spiritual tea to entertain the guests.

"There are not many good things in the mountains, only the mountain springs are relatively clear; the tea is crude tea prepared by the poor Taoist himself, and the water is spring water in the mountains."

"Please don't take it personally, fellow Taoist Cha."

Although Jiang Sheng said this, Zha Liangping was very solemn.

But from the fragrance wafting from the tea leaves, we knew that this was definitely not ordinary tea, otherwise it would not have made him, a foundation-building monk, feel refreshed.

"Fellow Taoist, please."

"Taoist Master, please."

After drinking a cup of spiritual tea, Zha Liangping said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Jiang has made a big name in Dongjun a few days ago."

"Nowadays, in the entire East County and even half of Qingzhou, who doesn't know that there is a high-level hidden cultivator in Penglai in Qingping Mountain, who used foundation building to counterattack the demons in the Purple Mansion Realm!"

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has become famous in Qingzhou."

Jiang Sheng chuckled: "This is not good news. The big tree attracts the wind, and Pindao is attracting so much attention now. I think it will be difficult for Pindao to be quiet in Qingping Mountain in the future."

Zha Liangping was silent for a moment, and finally told his true purpose: "Actually, I came here this time because I was asked by my eldest brother to give fellow Taoists a warning."

"Fellow Taoist, your disaster is about to come."

　Second update today.

　　Yesterday morning, Linyuan discussed this book with several big guys.

　　The big guys pointed out many mistakes to Linyuan and also put forward many suggestions for modification.

　　It's just that Daojun now has 110,000 words, so it's really difficult to revise the previous text.

　　Linyuan worked on it until six o'clock in the morning last night, and reluctantly changed the front part, so this chapter has been postponed until now.

　　Right now Linyuan is still thinking about whether to overhaul the plot, please give me some suggestions.

　　PS: If you have any suggestions for the plot, feel free to comment here.

　　Whether you think the plot is watery, boring, or too bland, it makes you uncomfortable to watch. Regardless of the comments, Linyuan will decide whether to overhaul the previous plot based on the feedback from the masters.

　　
　
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