My Wife, Something is Wrong

Taoist temple backyard.

The three of them followed a Qingren through a bamboo forest and came to a pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, a waterfall falls from the sky.

Under the waterfall, two white cranes were frolicking and waving their wings, as if they were dancing.

Their figure was light and graceful, just like two young and lively girls.

"You three friends, please take a seat."

After entering the pavilion, Master Yiqing said with a smile.

The three of them took their seats.

Two Taoist boys brought tea.

The cup is steaming hot, and a faint scent of tea hits your nostrils.

But when the tea cup fell on the table, there was no ripple in the tea in the cup.

Luo Qingzhou looked up.

Whether it is the waterfall, the crane, the bamboo forest, even the kind-faced master in front of him, or the tea on the stone table, there is a faint black aura lingering around him.

"I'm sorry to ask you one more question. Are you looking for something when you want to enter our scripture library?"

Master Yiqing sat down with Fuchen in his arms and asked warmly.

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "I need a set of cultivation techniques. I heard that Guiguan is a Taoist holy place here, so I came to seek it."

Yue Yao said from the side: "At least three sets."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "Yes, three sets."

Xiaoyue glanced at the two of them faintly from the side.

After listening to this, Master Yiqing showed a trace of apology on his face: "If you are looking for other documents, records, etc., Pindao can let the three kids in. But with the exercises, Pindao can't help. My Ziyang Temple exercises, They are all passed down from the ancestors, and no outsider can watch them except the disciples in the temple. Even the disciples in the temple need a chance to see them."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Of course we are not watching in vain."

Master Yiqing smiled slightly, looked at him and said, "Even if there are Taoist scriptures there, little friend, I can't break the rules."

"Not only scriptures, but also various spells."

Speaking of this, Luo Qingzhou's face suddenly showed a look of confidence: "Spells are also skills. You give me the skills, and I give you the spells. It's just an exchange of skills. Why not?"

It's a pity that for some reason, although he knows these Taoist scriptures and mantras, he can't practice them.

I don’t know how Sister Yue practices.

"Spell?"

Master Yiqing was slightly startled, pondered for a moment, and said, "My little friend, can you take out one song first and let me have a look at it?"

"sure."

Luo Qingzhou did not hesitate. He thought about it for a moment, and when he was about to read it out, a voice suddenly came from beside him: "Write."

Luo Qingzhou turned to look at her.

Master Yiqing understood immediately and said to the outside of the pavilion: "Bring me a pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

The two Taoist boys heard the sound and quickly brought pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

A Taoist boy was holding an ink block and was about to grind the ink when Yue Yao said, "Xiaoyue is grinding the ink."

Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, then glared at her and said, "Why? You research!"

Why is this woman ordering her?

She is obviously the older one and this woman is the younger one. It is her duty to order her!

The Taoist boy immediately lowered his head and retreated.

A clear man is waiting with a smile.

The pavilion was quiet for a moment.

Xiaoyue had no choice but to pick up the ink stick with one hand, gently twist her sleeves with the other, and said angrily: "Just wait."

When it's time to go out and pass the door, I'll see you!

I want you to kneel on the ground and study ink every day!

"Huh?"

Xiaoyue studied the ink and suddenly found that there was no friction between the ink block and the inkstone, but the ink came out quickly.

Luo Qingzhou dipped his pen in the ink, pondered for a moment, and then the ink fell into words.

Lines of beautiful small characters appeared.

Yue Yao watched silently from the side, the jade hands in her sleeves moving slightly unconsciously, as if imitating his movements.

When Luo Qingzhou was about to finish writing, he suddenly stopped.

"Please see the real person."

He handed over the semi-finished product.

Master Yiqing took it with both hands, his eyes slightly focused, and he carefully read the small words on the paper.

When he saw the last sentence, he was stunned, raised his head and said, "What else?"

Luo Qingzhou looked calm: "In my belly."

Master Yiqing was startled for a moment, then understood. He smiled faintly, looked down at it again, and said, "This article is indeed good, but..."

He shook his head and returned it politely, saying: "It is of no use to me, Ziyang Temple."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned. While he was thinking about the next article, Yue Yao took the rice paper and put it in front of him, then stretched out his jade hand and said, "Give me the pen."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, dipped in ink, and handed it to her hand.

Yue Yao held the pen, and golden words suddenly appeared in the depths of his eyes. After a moment's pause, he started writing with ink, and each stroke fell on the small characters on the paper.

She copied the original words.

When her strokes fell on it, the ink color of those small words became more intense.

And when she finished copying the last font, there was a sudden "bang" sound on the rice paper, and a golden light lit up.

Immediately, those inky black fonts all lit up with golden light one by one!

At the same time, shadows of fonts slowly moved on the rice paper.

Master Yiqing, who was sitting opposite, suddenly trembled: "The rhyme of words and the true words of heaven!"

Luo Qingzhou and Xiaoyue on the side both opened their eyes wide.

Yue Yao handed over the article again and said calmly: "Let's take a look at it in real life."

Master Yiqing quickly took it and looked down again.

"The Danzhu Mouth God spits out filth and eliminates odor, the tongue God is upright, connects life and nourishes the spirit, the Luo Qiante God is evil and protects the truth..."

Don't know why.

When he read it just now, he didn't think there was anything surprising about it. But now when he looked at it, he suddenly felt that every word contained the rhyme of the supreme Tao. When a few sentences were combined, it was as if a piece of supreme power was being written in his mind. running quickly.

"Um?"

Just when he saw the wonderful point, the following suddenly changed: "..."

What's even more outrageous is that in his eyes at this moment, even these dots are glowing with golden light, containing the supreme Tao charm!

He was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly raised his head and asked, "Where's the one down there?"

Luo Qingzhou still said the same thing: "In my belly."

Master Yiqing: "..."

Luo Qingzhou suddenly said: "I have another more powerful spell here, which may contain the supreme Taoist cultivation technique."

Master Yiqing looked suspicious: "The supreme cultivation method of Taoism?"

Most of the cultivation techniques that can be called the highest are within their Ziyang Temple.

Luo Qingzhou said no more, picked up the brush and said to Xiaoyue beside him: "Practice the ink."

Xiao Yue suddenly pouted: "Why don't you let O Yue Yan? I'm not your concubine."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her with a strange expression and said, "What concubine? Aren't you my good sister?"

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Xiaoyue: "..."

"snort."

She had no choice but to pick up the ink stick and continue to grind the ink.

Luo Qingzhou dipped his pen in the ink, pondered for a moment, and then wrote down the ink.

This time, he only wrote half of it.

Because this mantra can really be called the Taoist God Mantra.

"Please, please..."

Just as he was about to hand over the article, a jade hand suddenly stretched out from beside him and took it.

Yue Yao held it in his hand, lowered his head and looked at it quietly.

After a long time.

She put the rice paper back in front of him and said, "Finish writing."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and without asking any more questions, he immediately started writing again.

Soon, a whole article was written.

Yue Yao took it over again, lowered his head to read it, then put it away, looked at him and said, "Just write the Tao Te Ching, we have other things to do."

Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou nodded, took another piece of rice paper, and said, "Xiaoyue, grind the ink."

Xiaoyue said angrily: "Let Oyue grind it once!"

Luo Qingzhou coughed and whispered: "She is not my good sister."

Xiaoyue said aggrievedly: "Does a good sister have to be bullied? You always bully a good sister, can't you bully a good sister?"

After saying that, she suddenly said "bah bah" twice: "She is not my sister!"

"snort!"

With outsiders present, she had no choice but to restrain her temper, held the ink stick aggrievedly, and continued to sharpen it.

At the same time, while she was polishing, she was muttering secretly in her heart: "Wait, when I go back, I will keep polishing you like this!"

"The Tao can be said, but it is not Tao; the name can be named, but it is not named..."

Luo Qingzhou dipped his pen in ink and began to write seriously.

Unexpectedly, just after writing a few paragraphs, a strange energy suddenly appeared on the paper. Starting from the first word "Tao", the dark black font suddenly lit up with golden light and began to quickly turn golden.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt that the brush in his hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and each stroke required a great deal of strength and concentration to write.

The soul power in the body rushed towards the arm at a terrifying speed, poured into the brush, and then fell on those beautiful fonts.

Wisps of mysterious and inexplicable Taoist rhymes rise from the font.

Master Yiqing, who was sitting opposite, was shaken all over. His long beard hanging down from his abdomen was trembling, and the expression on his face kept changing.

The wisp of black energy lingering on his body also disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou soon became sweating profusely. He only wrote a third of the text and was no longer able to finish.

"Sister Yue, what's going on?"

He turned around and asked, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Yue Yao was stunned and said: "Stop. These few words are enough to exchange for any set of Ziyang Guan's exercises."

Luo Qingzhou relaxed his fingers with difficulty.

The moment the brush slipped from his hand, he seemed to have suddenly broken away from the mountain that was pressing down on him. His whole body immediately felt relaxed, and his suppressed heart, breathing, etc., which had been unable to beat, began to regain their freedom.

He let out a long breath.

Only then did he realize that there was not much soul power left in his body.

At this moment, a clear and distant voice suddenly came from the back mountain: "Yiqing, bring it to me and have a look."

Then he said: "My three friends, please forgive Pindao for being rude. Pindao is currently in retreat and cannot get out from here. Let Yiqing receive the three of them. Any requests the three of you have, Yiqing can satisfy."

Master Yiqing came to his senses immediately and hurriedly apologized and said, "You three little friends, please wait a moment. I'll go back as soon as I can."

After saying that, he immediately took the remaining scriptures and hurried away.

Luo Qingzhou was still frightened, and after resting for a while, Fang whispered: "Sister Yue, what's going on? Why didn't I have such visions and feelings when I wrote the Tao Te Ching before? Also, these scriptures and spells , I can understand it, but I can’t seem to practice it, what’s going on?”

Yue Yao was silent for a moment and said: "Because when you just entered the door, the Eight Diagrams awakened the Dao rhyme scriptures in your body. This is another way of cultivation. If you want to practice, you must abolish all the previous practices. Because, forget the previous mentality and start over.”

Luo Qingzhou is still confused: "Since I can't practice, why do I have those Taoist scriptures in my body, and why did I have strange phenomena when I wrote just now..."

Yue Yao said nothing and looked at him lightly.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly remembered what the middle-aged Taoist priest had just said.

Could it be that the Taoist scriptures in his body were condensed through Sister Yue’s practice...

Sister Yue burned her soul to save him, then dismembered her soul and turned it into energy to enter his body... So, she became one with his soul?

Xiaoyue on the side suddenly said: "No wonder you dared to go on stage during the competition at the border, and you dared to say that you didn't need any of the Piaomiao Xianzong's techniques. It turns out that at that time, you had already embarked on another path of cultivation."

Luo Qingzhou asked curiously: "Sister Yue, what state are you in? In other words, what state are you equivalent to that of a soul cultivator?"

Yue Yao ignored them, took out the complete spell just now, lowered his head and read it seriously again.

Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at him and said, "Why didn't you give this spell to me before?"

Luo Qingzhou opened his mouth, was stunned for a moment, and said: "Sister Yue didn't ask me for it. I gave Sister Yue so much before, but Sister Yue didn't give any feedback, and I couldn't practice, so I thought I was asking for it. Sister is useless..."

Yue Yao stared at him in silence for a while and said, "When you go back, read to me any scriptures, mantras, stories, stories about Taoism and Buddhism, as well as about Confucianism and Taoism."

Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "Okay."

Being able to help Sister Yue is something he naturally desires.

After all, he owed Sister Yue so much and didn't know how to repay her.

Xiaoyue immediately said sourly: "No, brother still has to practice. How can I waste so much time on you."

Yue Yao said no more.

Luo Qingzhou said: "It's okay, I can stay with Sister Yue to practice. In this case, when I am tired from practicing and have a rest, I can...ah!"

Xiaoyue suddenly pinched his penis, and a majestic and cold expression that did not belong to "her" suddenly appeared on her face: "Say it again!"

Luo Qingzhou closed his mouth and did not dare to say anything anymore.

Xiaoyue glanced at the two of them coldly again, then Fang let go and said, "Unless she calls me sister."

Neither of them spoke.

Another moment passed.

Master Yiqing came back in a hurry, with a long beard and a rosy face. Although he tried his best to remain calm and calm, he could not hide his excitement: "Three little friends, Master Ziyang has agreed that the three of you can follow the poor." Once you enter the Sutra Pavilion, you can stay there for three months, and you can read any books in it and practice any of the techniques in it."

"but……"

He held two pieces of paper in his hand, and the look on his face spoke for itself.

Luo Qingzhou reached out and took the first one and said, "Then I'll finish writing the first mantra first. As for the Tao Te Ching, I need to rest for a day before continuing."

Master Yiqing immediately made a seal with his palms and saluted, and said solemnly and gratefully, "Thank you, little friend."

Luo Qingzhou picked up the pen, turned around and said, "Xiaoyue, study the ink."

Xiaoyue: "..."

Studying ink in red sleeves, accompanied by a beautiful woman.

Luo Qingzhou felt heroic in his heart, dipped his pen in ink, and filled in the first incantation eloquently. He quickly completed the first incantation.

When he put down his pen, his whole demeanor seemed to suddenly change.

The way Master Yiqing looked at him changed from casual as if looking at a junior to deep and solemn.

Luo Qingzhou handed the article to him.

Master Yiqing solemnly took it with both hands, thanked him again, and then read it very carefully, each word deeply engraved in his heart.

"You three little friends, please!"

at the same time.

On a barren mountain thousands of miles away, a blood moon light suddenly appeared.

The people from Piaomiao Xianzang who had already arrived were extremely excited.

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