I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

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Gu Yao kicked Zongyuan away, swaggeringly wanted to go up the mountain to the west, but suddenly remembered something, turned around and lifted the angry Zongyuan back to the middle of the door.

"Nephew, don't look at me like that. After all, the evil things you have done are enough for me to kill you, but this time, for the sake of the Golden Buddha Temple, I have the right to spare your life. Next time, I will not show mercy. "

"Close the door for you, you don't need to thank me, uncle."

Gu Yao swaggered and closed the door again, looking to the west.

According to monk Zong Qing, a disciple of the old monk Xuxing, the Kufo Temple is on the mountain to the west.

Gu Yao stood on the edge of the cliff and looked towards the west.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, on the low hill to the west, there is a small, plain courtyard, not gloomy and inconspicuous.

Just talking about the appearance, it looks like an ordinary family's house, and it can't be compared with the luxurious and luxurious Golden Buddha Temple.

Gu Yao roughly estimated the distance, and raised Jiejian: "Yujian—fly!"

The moment he threw the sword, he also jumped out, throwing out two yellow talismans to help him ride the wind, step on the sword, and glide towards the west.

It is a little bit reluctant to say that Yujian is flying, but the simple Yujian gliding can still be done.

Just like Yan Yiyuan in the past, if she kept maintaining the altitude, she would feel strenuous to fly for a long time, but with the help of the wind, she could still fly very far by only slowing down the speed of descent.

Gu Yao stepped on the sword to roughly the same place, jumped off the sword, and according to the principle of flying with the left foot and the right foot, through the same operation, he slightly reduced his landing speed and landed heavily on the ground.

"My legs are a little numb."

Pulling out his feet from the soil, Gu Yao looked at the house not far away.

Now that I got closer, I realized that this is said to be a Buddhist temple, but in fact it has nothing to do with Buddhist temples. There are neither sutra pillars nor temple-specific stone beasts, incense burners, ring platforms, etc.

If it wasn't for the word Kufo Temple on the plaque, Gu Yao would have been worried that he had found the wrong place.

After sniffing the air carefully, but there was no smell of incense, Gu Yao walked to the door and knocked on the door.

After a while, a gray-clothed monk opened the door and looked at Gu Yao cautiously: "Almsgiver, we don't accept pilgrims here. If you want to worship the Buddha, please go to the Golden Buddha Temple."

The monk was about to close the door after he finished speaking, but Gu Yao supported him with one hand: "Master, I came to Kufo Temple. Look at my bracelet, it was a gift from Master Xuxing. I am not an outsider, but a member of my own family."

Gu Yao opened the door and stepped inside. After seeing the scenery inside, he froze.

"Why is this a shrine here?"

What catches the eye is a lush and green pine tree, and the branches are covered with wooden signs tied with red threads.

Behind the pine tree is a house similar to that of a rich family where ancestral tablets are placed, and it is also full of spiritual tablets.

This monk's cultivation level is not high, although his physical strength is not weak, but he can't shake Gu Yao, so he shouted helplessly: "Brother, someone broke into the temple."

Accompanied by this shout, many gray-clothed monks rushed out from the rooms on both sides, each holding a stick, and one of them was more conspicuous, holding a kitchen knife.

"Benefactor, this place is not open to the public, please respect yourself."

A group of bald men surrounded them.

Gu Yao showed the Buddhist beads with a wry smile: "Everyone, I just want to borrow some classics."

"No matter who it is or what its purpose is, it won't work. Please respect yourself, the benefactor."

The monks rushed to force Gu Yao out.

"You show them the tears of the sun of the flesh Buddha, maybe they won't kick you out."

A crisp voice sounded behind Gu Yao.

Gu Yao looked back and saw that it was a girl doll who had just reached the height of her thighs, looking white and tender, with two buns tied in a bun, and a plum blossom on the center of her eyebrows.

The clothes she was wearing were somewhat familiar, Gu Yao reached out and took out the jade bottle containing tears from his bosom while thinking.

"Everyone, these are the tears of the sun bestowed on me by Fazu Bukong. I have no ill intentions towards the Golden Buddha Temple."

He held up the jade bottle and said.

The girl smiled again and said: "Elder monks, don't look at me. I'm standing outside the door, but I didn't go in. He is the one who can break the difficult situation of the Golden Buddha Temple. It's better not to stop him."

Gu Yao watched the monks take two steps back slowly, and suddenly remembered why the clothes looked familiar.

When I bought medicine from the pharmacy in the morning, the boy who put on his eyes had the same clothes.

At that moment he turned around and looked at the girl carefully: "Are you the chief's disciple?"

The female doll grinned: "My name is Senior Sister, she is 23 years old, little brother."

"???"

The girl put her hands on her waist: "I didn't lie to you, the master said that with normal growth, I will be two inches shorter than my junior in the future. If this happens, I will be out of balance, and he will be very troubled."

"So my junior brother and I won't grow taller until he dies."

The corners of the mouths of everyone in the courtyard twitched, for some reason in the underworld.

Gu Yao looked at her, and said cautiously: "What is your purpose for coming here, I will never follow the chief's plan."

She pouted and tilted her head: "If you don't do it, then don't do it. The fierce god Yama appeared because of you, and he will definitely disappear because of you. Why are you scaring me?"

"I came here just to tell you that because of you, my junior brother cheated 350 taels of silver from the prescription."

"The balance between me and my junior brother has been broken. If you can't give me 350 taels, then I can only rely on you."

Seeing that the hostility of the monks had disappeared, Gu Yao took back the jade bottle: "Sold you to me for 350 taels?"

The female doll smiled: "The other way around, you sold me to me."

She raised her hand, transformed into a star, and burrowed into Gu Yao's body: "This is my star, Yao Guangxing. Before you give me 350 taels of silver, you will be my weapon."

After finishing speaking, she made a gesture of a lady's farewell, and disappeared with a swish.

Gu Yao closed his eyes and looked inside. In his Niwan Palace, he found a dim star. The soul approached him, and it was quite warm and comfortable.

More importantly, this thing seems to be able to condense the soul.

"Why does this feel like you are here to give me a practice accelerator?"

Feeling it carefully, Gu Yao ignored the stars for the time being, and looked at the monks: "Everyone, I want to borrow the classics here, can I?"

The monks looked at each other and made way.

The monk with a kitchen knife in his hand said: "When the master sat down, there was a tear in each eye. Since you can get one as a gift, I will trust you once, and I hope you will not let me down."

Gu Yao bowed to them and said, "Everyone, please rest assured."

"In this courtyard are all the books and scriptures since the temple was built, please benefactor."

A monk pointed to the courtyard on the right.

"Thank you, Master."

He followed the monk into the courtyard.

There are three houses in the courtyard, and the bookshelves inside are neat and orderly, full of books.

Under the eyes of the monk, Gu Yao reached out and touched the top shelf of the bookshelf, which was spotless.

"Benefactor, here is cleaned every day. If you want to see something, please hurry up. When the sun goes down, other senior brothers will come over, and they will not agree." The monk reminded Gu Yao unhurriedly.

"Master, I heard from Master Zong Qing that they would go to the Golden Buddha Temple to worship the Buddha during the day, why don't you go? Are you taking turns?"

The monk said with a straight face: "No, I don't want to go to the Golden Buddha Temple, that's all."

"Why?" Gu Yao said, and pulled out a volume of books, which was a volume of Buddhist scriptures written by Buddha Bukong.

"I just don't want to." The monk didn't answer.

Seeing him like this, Gu Yao didn't ask any more questions, and speeded up, looking for records about what happened 20 years ago and about Zongfang.

After searching for it, although I couldn't find it, I found a record about Guangling bitterness and a strange prescription.

"In the 83rd year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the plague of locusts, famine, and epidemics began in the same year. The people of Guangling were in dire straits. The Great Zhou opened warehouses to help the people and survived by luck."

"In the 84th year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Dilong turned around, and nearly [-] people were killed or injured in Guangling. It was winter, and the people lingered and lost their homes, and countless people died of freezing."

"In the 85th year of the Great Zhou, the temperature dropped sharply, and the cold winter came, which lasted for April."

"In the 86th year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a meteorite fell from the sky and destroyed several mountain peaks. A few months later, the plague broke out."

"Whenever there is a serious crisis, there will be evil cultivators gathering crowds to confuse people's hearts. At that time, Emperor Dazhou Guanghe invited the celestial master to congratulate Luotian, gather the fortune of the country, and stabilize the hearts of the people, but it failed."

"Xiexiu killed and killed again and again, talking endlessly, and gathered here. Because the Luotian Dajiao was not completed, folk rumors spread everywhere, all saying that the Great Zhou Dynasty was about to die, and there was continuous rainstorm. It was rumored that the flood disaster that had not occurred in 500 years would soon complex."

"The people were suffering from hunger and cold, and restlessness. Guangling was like a purgatory on earth. There was no one to bury them. More than half of the 200 million people were killed or injured in four years, and nearly half of them escaped. There were no survivors in Guangling. It is known as Guangling in history."

Gu Yao frowned and finished reading. In this page, there is a prescription, and the paper has turned yellow.

"Using cinnabar, saltpeter, and mercury as the main materials, combined with Yuquan and Baishi. It needs to be fasted for fifteen days, and dripping water cannot be occupied. It is confined in a vat, hidden deep in the ground, and dug out after one month. If it is successful, then... this method. The great evil is immoral, it violates the harmony of people, and it will be destroyed after the disaster, so it cannot be left in the world."

(End of this chapter)