Sanqing Inheritance System

Chapter 41, Bending to Listen to the Sermon

"Reward: An original copy of the "Huang Ting Jing"."

"Elementary Whisk X1."

"Moon White Taoist Robe X1."

"Yimu Xiandun: The host can switch between Fangcun Mountain and Earth when not in a combat state. Each switch consumes spiritual power, and it needs to consume extra spiritual power to bring things over or past."

A colorful glow flashed in front of my eyes.

Three things presented themselves.

Taoist robe, dust whisk, Huang Ting Jing.

Li Guo quickly turned on the identification technique to see what it was.

"Moon White Daoist Robe."

"Quality: Excellent."

"Defense: acceptable."

"Effect: The defensive power is fair, with the addition of the inviolability of dust, and the infusion of spiritual power can emit a faint light."

"Remarks: Wearing it will make you look more like a virtuoso than a charlatan."

"Elementary Whisk."

"Quality: Excellent."

"Attack Power: None."

"Effect: Dust removal, confusion, fogging, a weapon can be placed in it, and it can be switched to the weapon placement state during battle."

"Remarks: Do you think I'm holding a whisk? It's actually a weapon!"

When looking at the Huang Ting Jing again.

Li Guo wanted to appraise it, but suddenly felt a sharp pain like convulsions all over his body, and his spiritual power was emptied in an instant, the feeling of stinging his whole body was like being pricked by thousands of needles.

Mouth bleeding?
Li Guo wiped a ray of bright red from the corner of his mouth, and felt a little unbelievable, why did he vomit blood after an appraisal.

"Huang Ting Jing."

"quality:???"

"Effect: Reciting practice can improve the affinity between roots, talents, and the way of heaven, ?????, ????, ????"

"Remarks: The original scriptures full of inconceivable power have not yet discovered all the power, and the mystery is extremely high. Please don't try to discover its secrets at will, otherwise you will regret it."

"Don't discover its secrets casually, so because of this ancient book, not only was it drained but also vomited blood during the appraisal this time." Li Guo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and also had a certain understanding of the taboos of appraisal. .

Not everything can be identified. Identifying something beyond the limit of one's own strength will not only drain the spiritual power, but also vomit blood.

Li Guo didn't say anything, and breathed out his spiritual energy for a while, and after recovering a little, hung a fountain of life on himself.

The bright red fountain of life sprinkled on his body, and Li Guo felt that the weakness after vomiting blood just now was recovering.

This is also the first time that Li Guo felt the power of the fountain of life intuitively. The feeling of being replenished after the lack of vitality is really too wonderful.

After recovering fully, Li Guo also put on this robe without hesitation.

To be honest, the Taoist robes of the Yellow Dragon Temple in Luofu Mountain are still a bit out of character, after all, they are worn by temporary workers, the cost is cheap, and the material is crude.

This Taoist robe is different. When Li Guo puts on this Yuebai Taoist robe, he feels as light as nothing. He doesn't feel the weight of wearing a broad Taoist robe at all. Instead, he feels a lighter body.

Turn on your phone's front camera.

Li Guo doubts that the person in the camera is not himself.

handsome.

Even through the screen, there is an inexplicable ethereal aura, as identified by the appraisal technique, wearing this robe can at least look like a master.

Then pick up the dust whisk and put it together with the jungle knife.

The jungle knife directly turned into a white mist and merged into the whisk.

"Switch."

With an order from Li Guo, the dust whisk in his hand disappeared and immediately turned into a long silver knife.

Switch again, and it turns back to a whisk.

This effect can be said to be very practical. As a Taoist priest, it is normal to walk on the street with a dust whisk, but holding a knife, even if the jungle knife can be disguised as a plastic knife, feels very inconsistent. Now there is no need to worry about it. up.

The only regret is that this is a wild sword, not a wild sword. As a Taoist priest whose main painting style is elegant and dusty, it still feels weird to use a knife, especially Li Guo has liked Sword and Fairy since he was a child. Biography, so I also have a special complex for swordsman.

However, Li Guo is a contented person.

After confirming these things, Li Guo came to the backyard and cleaned out his room. This is the largest room in the entire Taoist temple. There is a stone kang in the middle. I don’t know what material the stone is made of. Li Guo confirmed it. This is an ordinary stone bed, and it has no effect of gathering spiritual energy.

The room has good lighting, and the warm sun can directly cover a small half of the room. There is a small tree outside the window with kingfishers chirping, which is fresh and pleasant.

From now on, this Taoist temple will be my house, my home.

"It just so happens that the rent is due, so let's move all the belongings here when we go back." Li Guo murmured, although his belongings are not valuable, they are still things that will accompany him for a long time.

Even if it is a pair of chopsticks, after using them for a long time, you will not be willing to throw them away.

At this moment, Li Guo didn't think much about it anymore, he got on the stone bed with Huang Ting Jing in his arms, and began to look at Huang Ting Jing.

The paper seems to be made of ancient yellow paper, it feels very rough to the touch, and it is written with ancient characters.

It's not that Li Guo has never read the Huang Ting Jing, which is similar to what is written above. As a Taoist classic, the content of the Huang Ting Jing has basically been handed down in its entirety.

This made Li Guo a little curious. Since the content is the same, what is the difference between reciting the original scripture and reciting the printed version? If reciting the printed version is also effective, wouldn't any Taoist temple be a cultivator.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

Li Guo immediately practiced the magic of immortality and recited the Huang Ting Jing.

"In front of the Emperor Zixia Xu of the Shangqing Dynasty, Yuchen Jun on the Taishang Avenue."

"Idlely dwell in Ruizhu and write seven words, scattered five shapes and transformed all gods."

"It's for Huang Tingyue's inner chapter, the heart of the piano is triple-folded and the fairy is dancing."

"The nine qi shine out of the sky, and the child of God Gai gives birth to purple smoke."

In the Taoist temple, the image of Shangqing among the Sanqing began to emit a faint light, and the misty clouds around him became more dense, turning into a ray of light that soared into the sky.

The whole world seemed to resound with Huang Ting Jing's voice.

With Fangcun Mountain as the center, the runes symbolizing the avenue spread out.

The rabbits who were plowing the fields stopped digging.

The white deer stopped and did not continue jumping between the mountain streams.

The swimming fish stopped swimming.

Countless rare beasts in the sky, on the ground, or in the water stopped what they were doing, and all raised their heads high, looking at Fangcun Mountain.

The same goes for the Golden Crow hanging high in the sky, its red eyes that are always burning with flames looked towards Fangcun Mountain.

Afterwards, all creatures did the same.

Bending slightly.

Make a salute.

They are.

Bend over.

hear the sermon.

(End of this chapter)