Mixed Miners

When he thought of thousands of Taoist priests, he seemed to see thousands of erect walking cash machines. One banknote spit and flew, chasing him to buy medicinal herbs.

"嘶~!" Yang Ling wiped a mouthful of water and said: "Since it is a national Taoist event, I will go and see it. I will contact you again after Wudang Mountain. Right, you will also give Xue Daochang a sigh. Say that I am a wild road...呃~! Folks."

Next, Yang Ling made a phone call to the old four Chu Yuan, let him arrange for the person to send Lin Lao back as soon as possible.

However, Chu Yuan also told him a strange thing on the phone. That is, since the last time Yangling left, the speed of desert soilification has suddenly increased a lot, and the scope has expanded a lot. The original experts estimated the data to be overthrown, especially the central The green mud pit has expanded by nearly 100 meters in two or three days, and it is still expanding, but the speed is slowing down a lot.

Yang Ling thought for a moment, and felt that he should have given him the opportunity to eat Yuanyuan spar. He did not think too much. He just let Chuyuan closely monitor and be careful not to be close to the central area.

After the phone call, he used his mobile phone to book a train ticket to Wudang Mountain the next morning.

In fact, the distance from Chang'an to Shiyan is less than three hundred kilometers, and it is OK to drive. Even today, the improved second-generation speed car is no problem, but when it comes to the scenes of people, he is not sure when there is no place to stop.

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Sitting in the window by the position, looking at the scenery that is constantly retreating outside the window, Yang Ling is very emotional, long so big, really did not take a few trains, and he is still the first time to sit, the former unit traveled A few times the trains are hard sleepers, let alone... The seats are really a bit hard, except for the start of a bit of novelty, after a few hours, he kept plugging his legs under the small table, narrow Space makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Sitting next to it is a middle-aged fat man, enticing to increase the pants, riding a mobile phone while watching a movie, basically quiet.

Sitting opposite an old man, it looks like about sixty or seventy years old, wearing a whitewashed kimono suit, his hair is white, and he still has a few white beards, which looks quite elegant.

Next to the old man, a 17-year-old girl leaned back on the back of the chair and listened to the song with her earphones. Because it was summer, it was very cool, two white thighs were exposed, and the fat man with a mobile phone watched a pair of eyes for a while. Sneak a peek... I sneak a glimpse for a while, and I can’t help but sway a few times.

Yang Ling is like a worm that keeps moving in the seat, and the old man on the other side can't help it.

"Children, forget me alone, my heart should be quiet, my heart is like water, I can't be shocked. This is a train, the space is small, I want to meditate, you don't have the slightest effect!"

Yang Ling's old face is red, and he said: "Sorry, the first time I took a hard seat, I am not used to it!"

The old man smiled and said: "I see the children's eyebrows stretch, long-lasting, not like people who can't sit still, anyway, idle, nothing, I pass you a Taoist heart, you try it?"

Yang Ling had not had time to open his mouth, but the fat man around him sat down straight, and put down his mobile phone and said with amazement: "Grandpa, is this pure heart martial arts?"

Hey~! The old man shook his head a little, and said with a beard: "Qing Xin is a few four-character words. When you are bored, you can close your eyes and read it several times. Maybe you can calm your mood, not martial arts!"

The fat man was immediately uninterested. Yang Ling was very surprised to see the old man. He had always felt that the old man was a bit strange. The temperament was similar to that of Wu Yanchang, so he asked, "Are you a Taoist?"

The old man smiled and said, "The eyes of the children are good, the old man is a Taoist."

"Then why didn't you wear a Taoist suit?" Yang Ling asked strangely.

The old man’s face was slightly sucked a few times. “Children may not know that there are several Taoist priests. The priests who wear the GI are all true sects. In addition to the sects, there is another sect who usually does not wear GI. For example, the Zhengyi faction, I am a Taoist priest, so generally do not wear GI."

It's a shame! I lost a face inadvertently.

Yang Ling's face is red, and I can't wait to dig a hole in the train floor.

"Oh, children don't care, Zhengyi and Quanzhen are two different factions of Taoism. The costumes and habits are different. It is not surprising that you young people can't figure it out!"

The old man may be bored by train, or perhaps to see the potential of Yang Ling's roots and sorrows, so he slowly explained to him the difference between Taoist priests.

"The founder of Quanzhen Taoism is Wang Chongyang Wang Zhenren. He was born in the end of Chang'an Mountain near Chang'an. Wang Zhenren learned all his life and studied the three brothers of Buddhism and Taoism. He thinks that quietness and inaction are the foundation of monasticism. After the heart is quiet, it can return to the truth and know the nature. Therefore, it is advocated that the disciple must be a monk, killing the ring, and repairing the heart. After Wang Zhenren’s emergence, the seven disciples will further spread this concept and form the present. The true sects, they usually wear GI, comb hair, do not eat meat, do not drink, do not marry his wife and children, and the monks of the temple are similar, they are alchemy, self-cultivation, clear training and hard work."

The old man said that it seemed to be a bit disdainful, and he snorted slightly.

"Would you like this one?" Yang Ling curiously asked ~www.readwn.com~ The founder of Zhengyijiao was Zhang Daolin Zhang Tianshi, who advocated the exorcism, the founding was in Qingcheng Mountain in Sichuan, and later moved north to the dragon. Hushan, the teachings of Zhengyijiao are more in line with the Taoist concept of nature, respecting the three ancestors of the Tao, not quit, not refusing to drink, can marry his wife and children, do not wear daodao every day, mindfulness, understanding of the laws of nature, Daozhong The disciple walks in the world, learns the techniques of Huang and Lao, draws a curse, drives evil spirits and evil spirits, and kills the people..."

The old man said that the mouth is flying, Yang Ling probably knows the difference between the two sects of Taoism. In the eyes of ordinary people, a sorcerer holding a sword, a demon slayer, is a true faction, Wu Yanchang and Xue Daoshi are, almost Wearing a robe every day, another kind of shaking a bell, holding a peach-wood sword to practice things, jumping the gods, burning the charms, and driving the ghosts to drive the ghosts is a faction, it seems to think, this Taoist see more, holding a small The flag is placed in a stall, more like a swindler. If you look at it, you will say that your eyes will be black and bloody, you will have to spend money and spend a lot of money to do the ritual.

The old man said and stopped slowly. He was a little hairy by Yang Ling. He said with a few laughs: "Children, I see you have a strong blood, and the eyebrows are clear. When you are a lucky person, you A person with a good heart is very suitable for the practice that we are working together. Do you want to consider learning about the technique of exorcising ghosts, which can both strengthen your body and benefit the public..." (To be continued.)