Quanzhen Little Daoist starts

Chapter 139
As soon as his heart moved, his hands couldn't help being a little faster, three times, five times, two times, took off the snake gall, peeled off two pieces of snake skin, wrapped it, and then urged his own innate true energy, not long after, it was covered with a layer of ice .

Finally, the outside was covered with a layer of snake skin to keep warm. At this moment, there were rustling sounds coming from the surroundings. With a thought, Qiu Zhiqing simply sat down cross-legged, ready to try his "Taoism".

"The heaven and the earth are natural, the filth and qi are scattered, the cave is mysterious, and the Taiyuan is shining..."

The sound of the chanting swept across the universe mightily, and the powerful sound wave was accompanied by a mental shock, wave after wave, with Qiu Zhiqing as the core, spreading in all directions.

The High Priest, who was originally distracted and controlled his witchcraft, seemed to be swept by a tyrannical shock wave at this moment, the willow flute in his mouth was completely broken, his white hair was flying, and he took a few steps back.

"The High Priest!"

The so-called warriors in the tribe rushed forward to support the high priest one by one, but strangely, none of them were affected much. On the contrary, the high priest's face was pale, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Dao... Dao... Daoist Daoist..."

After the high priest finished speaking, he didn't faint as everyone expected, but all the warriors were human spirits, they looked over and ran back carrying the high priest.

The high priest is so angry, can you live up to it?No matter how strong the Taoist inside is, he is only one person. If he comes to Shiwan Dashan to make troubles, he is looking for death. Why are you running away?
It's a pity that I don't know if the warriors were too worried about him and ran too fast, so that the high priest, who didn't want to faint, fainted with a click, as everyone wished.

"The high priest has passed out!"

With this shout that spread throughout the valley, these warriors ran even more happily!
For some reason, Qiu Zhiqing, who heard this in the valley, always felt that there seemed to be a trace of...how should I put it in this tone?Probably, should, maybe, maybe, excitement... right?

In fact, the warriors were also very entangled in their hearts. Such a big python entrenched in the forbidden area of ​​the valley, yes, it is the python god of the village, and it is true that it has defended the village many times in the past hundred years.

But the problem is that it eats too much. If it feeds half a head of sheep every half month, the whole village will be eaten up by it. Fortunately, it hibernates, otherwise it would be even more terrifying.

They couldn't beat them, and the high priest refused to let them beat them. Now the sacrifice they tricked into killing them, who can blame them?The "Python God" who was killed by sacrifices, is that still a "God"?

I will go in and carry it out to eat tomorrow, I just hope that real person will leave quickly, don't bother with them...

On Qiu Zhiqing's side, as if he had heard their voices, seeing that he had dealt with these densely packed poisonous insects and centipedes, he started to make some lunch for himself. He hadn't eaten all day and night yet!
After a full meal, Qiu Zhiqing began to look for the way again, and finally in the evening, he met a caravan, and the head of the escort agreed to take him to Dingzhou (Changde).

There are two flowers blooming, one for each branch, not to mention Qiu Zhiqing's operation of getting lost, anyone who hasn't lost his way a few times in recent years is an old drifter.

Here, Bai Zhi did not go from Zunyi to Fuzhou (Fuling) to the Central Plains as she said.

Instead, they followed the route they escaped before, and returned to Ba County, back to their own "tomb". Looking at the cemetery with a different owner, they escaped a catastrophe, but they didn't know who helped them to prevent the disaster.

After going back and looking around, Bai Zhi left Banan after having no more acquaintances, and headed for Xiangyang along the waterway...

Bai Zhi must have been influenced by Dao Baifeng, and she prefers to wear light-colored clothes. Along the way, she may have finally discovered that she is a beautiful woman, or she discovered that this era is unfriendly, so she added a veil to herself.

But this can't block her own brilliance. For example, even if she holds a sword in her hand, some people always think it is an ornament.

"Girl, on such a beautiful day, the girl walks alone, wouldn't that disappoint Wang Shu's kindness? Why don't we have a drink together?"

Bai Zhi, who was standing at the bow of the boat, turned her head and saw that there was a climber standing behind her, waving a folding fan in her hand, and she was about to reach out to catch it. Bai Zhi's autumn white scabbard moved slightly in her hand.

The young man who thought he was romantic flew out backwards and hit Class A!
Jiang Feng grinned, epiphyllum elegant, and Bai Zhi standing quietly on the bow of the boat like a fairy in the moon, this time it can be regarded as a complete shock to the boring people on this boat.

The young man who thinks he's a good-natured boy didn't continue to ask for a beating. This kind of effort is not something he can afford. He has a good temper. If he meets someone with a bad temper...

Thinking of this, I felt like picking up my valuable folding fan and ran away in despair.

Bai Zhi's destination is Leigu Mountain, she doesn't know how to get there, but she knows who knows how to get there, that's enough!

More than a month later, in February of the sixth year of Yuanyou (1091), Qiu Zhiqing stood beside the Baita River and on the ridge of the field. Looking at the shepherd boy playing the flute and riding a big buffalo, he was speechless.

After the shepherd boy finished playing a cheerful tune, he looked at the handsome Taoist priest who had been staring at him without blinking for a long time, and the two stared at each other.

A gust of river wind in early spring blew by, and the little shepherd boy realized that he and a blind man looked at each other for a long time, but he couldn't bear it first and was defeated...

"You fortune-tellers are so boring!"

"How can you say it's boring? Isn't it time to wait?"

"The poor daoist wants to see the fellow daoist, so the fellow daoist can wait for it, and the poor daoist doesn't want to see him, so the fellow daoist can't wait!"

"Fellow daoists meet the poor daoists, and the poor daoists come here to wait for fellow daoists. Fellow daoists don't want to see the poor daoists, so the poor daoists will not come here to wait for fellow daoists..."

Qiu Zhiqing: "..." What you said makes sense, but that's actually what happened.

"What did the master teach me that day?"

"Fellow Daoist is joking. Fellow Daoist is a half-immortal body, and the poor Daoist is the turbid current of the world. There is nothing to teach Fellow Daoist!"

Qiu Zhiqing cursed in his heart: What nonsense, if you had nothing to say to me, you would have been hiding in a corner for a long time, and you still have the heart to fight with me?
"If that's the case, forget it, I'll go to Maoshan or Gezaoshan to see the two celestial masters, and I can't tell if they have any different opinions!"

After all, I will go without looking back, one step, two steps... five steps...

The two thought at the same time: "Why don't you stay/stop!"

Eight steps... Nine steps...

"Fellow!"

A fellow daoist thought at the same time, and the two looked at each other awkwardly...at the same time secretly scolding each other's old fox!
The shepherd boy in front of me is dressed as a contemporary celestial master.

As the two of them walked towards the Temple of True Immortals, Qiu Zhiqing complained, "I said, the Celestial Master is also a master of the Taoist sect after all, and he's a few dozen old people. He's carrying a child's face all day long, isn't it a bit of a job?"

The celestial master didn't take it seriously, and he said: "This is called true nature, and the heart of a child always exists, so that you can better understand the Dao!"

Qiu Zhiqing thought he was talking nonsense, probably purely for bad taste, don't think that those Taoist masters all have a straight face, he has seen a lot of Taoist masters.

That's really arbitrary, most of them are, I don't hinder you, and don't use your way to tell me what to do.

Borrowing a sentence from the Taoist sage Yang Zhu: "Pluck a hair to benefit the world, don't do it, learn the world to serve yourself, don't take it!"

Of course, this should be the pain of being caught by someone, and the words are a bit extreme, but the general meaning remains the same.

A friendly and gentle translation is: I don't need your offerings, and you don't want to use those worldly rules to suppress me!The avenue is facing the sky, and everyone can go his own way!
This is probably the case, the celestial master in front of me is like this, let Qiu Zhiqing stop beeping, take care of himself, and understand his own way...

After the two arrived at the Temple of the Immortals, the Tianshi Zhang took him through the back door, and then went straight to the Sutra Pavilion. After a while, he found some faded thread-bound books and a few bamboo slips from inside.

Then he took Qiu Zhiqing to find a gazebo and sat down, motioning him to watch for himself!
Qiu Zhiqing was not pretentious, and directly found the seemingly oldest volume, which was written in beautiful Han Lishu. As for why Qiu Zhiqing fell in love with it at a glance?

The reason is simple, because it is one of the few bamboo slips, and it is difficult for him to perceive every word, and it is very difficult for him to "read" the book.

"These are the notes of the communication between the celestial masters of the past and the heavenly court. I don't know if they wrote it blindly. Anyway, Pindao has never successfully communicated, and my predecessors have not successfully contacted..."

What I said made Qiu Zhiqing feel a little bit cold, so he quickly looked through the records in the bamboo slips, which were the notes of the third generation of celestial masters.

A large part of it is bragging about their ancestors, among which the head and tail are cut off to leave a small handful in the middle, and after wringing out, the useful words are those few sentences, which roughly mean:

It is said that during the ascension, the merits and virtues will surround the ascension person, otherwise the merits and virtues will be insufficient, and they will be sent to reincarnation...

This made Qiu Zhiqing's face darken, and he couldn't help but think of the scene of his ascension, how could this be?How can there be any merit surrounding it?As soon as I went up, I started to converge towards my innate natal aura.

He looked like he wished he could be reincarnated earlier, and he didn't look like he was surrounded by merit. Could it be that he was really so heinous?
However, after searching through all the notes, such a mouthful is more or less mentioned.

Qiu Zhiqing couldn't help but handed the bamboo slips to the Celestial Master, and asked suspiciously: "Fellow Daoist, is everything recorded here true?"

Zhang Tianshi looked at Qiu Zhiqing with a strange face, and asked tentatively, "You haven't?"

Is it true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, if I want it, I can still fail to ascend, and almost start all over again?

Seeing Qiu Zhiqing like this, Zhang Tianshi seemed to understand something, his face changed, and he shouted: "Hey! Bold! The evil heretics dare to come to the door by themselves, let's see!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his bamboo flute and threw it at Qiu Zhiqing's head!

In Qiu Zhiqing's eyes, Zhang Tianshi, who looked like a child in front of him, instantly became tall and mighty, holding the sword of subduing demons, wearing a treasure seal on his waist, and a high crown and belt.

Sitting down on a fierce tiger, it also stared at him covetously, as if it wanted to choose someone to devour. He raised the demon-subduing sword high, and slowly chopped it down.

It seems that what is lifted is not a sword, but a piece of sky, and what falls is a piece of sky...

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