I am immortal.

Chapter 87 The money can make a ghost run the mill

Mr. Tao was drunk at first, but the calling sound that came from nowhere sounded directly from the bottom of his heart, making his drunkenness dissipate, but he did not wake up after the drunkenness dissipated. Mr. Tao sat up and sat up. Come on, look around, the place where you are, is actually a vast expanse of whiteness, and you can only see clouds rolling, ethereal and extraordinary.

Obviously not the location of the Earth Temple.

But it didn't feel the slightest abnormality.

He just got up instinctively, walked forward, followed the sound, and suddenly saw flowers scattered from the sky, golden lotus springing from the ground, and countless streamers gathered around him. Mr. Tao seemed to know in this state of waking up, this is A fairy god came, so he raised his hand, straightened his clothes, then cupped his hands, walked forward a few steps, respectfully, was about to speak, and then saw the face of the surrounded fairy god.

The old man seemed to be frightened a second time.

He stammered a bit when he spoke: "Qi...Qi Wuhuo?!!"

The young Taoist looked around and saw the many abnormalities.

Tao Taigong seemed to see the young Taoist drooping his eyes and shaking his head, and said to himself: "So these spells have these functions..."

"I see."

Then I saw that young man swept away his sleeve robe, and all the clouds, clouds, golden lotus, and fallen flowers disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was still the young man in blue ordinary clothes.

Tao Taigong seemed to have no self-consciousness in the dream, and said: "Ah, Qi Wuhuo, are you back?"

The young man said humanely: "Well, how have you been in the mountains this past year? How are you doing?"

The old grandpa stroked his beard with a smile and said: "It's still very good. The things in the mountains will not change in a year or ten years. Even that Huangjing plant has been practiced for a thousand years. It can already be done. I have transformed into a human form, but I have to wait until you come back, and then say that I want to change under your witness."

"In this way, it is natural to ask for a snack as a gift."

The young Taoist smiled lightly.

Get up and walk, and walk slowly side by side with Tao Taigong.

This technique in dreams uses my own spirit to communicate with other people's spirits.

Accompanied by Tao Taigong's words, the originally white world suddenly changed, and the familiar land and scenery of Helian Mountain appeared, and there was a deer spirit jumping beside it, and there was a person who had absorbed the Gengjin Stone and cultivated it. Gengjin mana monkey.

And the little man turned into a Huang Jing.

The rest of them appeared beside the young Taoist, walking all the way, talking and laughing, talking about what happened in Helian Mountain in the past year, the young Taoist walked beside them, smiling, with black hair hanging down his temples , with his hands lightly behind his back, but he is not mature and prudent, but there is a little bit of lightness in his footsteps that belongs only to young people.

The two sides were originally covered with snow, but suddenly grass and trees grew, and the buds of the grass and trees grew, and finally became luxuriant, with a strong fragrance of flowers, and then withered, the leaves turned yellow, and the mountains and plains were golden, and finally the sky fell into white snow again.

This year, the scenery on Helian Mountain is only displayed during these few steps.

Tao Taigong also talked about the past year.

Said that he has a temple, said that people don't come here very much, only the spirits in the mountains like to come here to avoid the rain.

Said that his husband was looking for him, worried that he might get lost.

It was Taigong Tao who went to meet Mr. Su.

It is said that the buds in the mountains in spring have a comfortable fragrance, that the flowers in summer are cute, that after the autumn is full of red in the mountains, the fruits produced make the little guys in the mountains have enough mouths, and that the snow falls in winter, The mountains are swollen.

Said that the spirits in the mountains miss you very much.

Tao Taigong said in a dream: "However, it will be fine if you come back this time."

The young Taoist stopped in his tracks and said, "I can't come back now."

The old man stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you come back already?"

The young Taoist said gently: "Tell everyone that I miss them too, and I have prepared the pills from last year."

The old man was puzzled and said, "Are you leaving again?"

The young man thought of the many regrets on that roll of white paper, and said, "Where have we never parted?"

The young Taoist stopped in his tracks and said:

"Old man, at sunset tomorrow, you can set up a dharma altar in the mountains, and perform 24 drums. The treasures are as follows..."

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"Wine, wine..."

"I'm still, not drunk, not drunk!"

"Ah? Baogao!"

In the cave of the Earth Lord, Tao Taigong was in a daze, suddenly exclaimed, and suddenly got up, what he saw in his dream just now was blurred in his mind, but he just remembered the scroll of Baogao, while he still remembered, he hurriedly got up. I took a pen and paper and wrote it down. I could write it down. Looking at this volume of Baogao and the last sentence [Wuhuo Miaodao Zhenjun], I don't know if I am drunk, but I feel a headache.

"Unconfused Treasure..."

Tao Taigong lived to be three hundred years old and knew what it meant.

The old grandpa smiled wryly and said: "In the upper branch, the most important thing is the heart, followed by the understanding, but..."

"This, this is too..."

"It's not very good for the heart."

Fu looked around again, and suddenly felt a sense of loss. He had learned the Taoism Xuanzong told by a young Taoist before next year, and he was born with the way of practicing Qi, but he was full of ambition at the beginning, but later he was invited by his friends again and again to play in the mountains and rivers and indulge in drinking. Before I knew it, I put down my practice again.

But this treasure is like a thunderbolt.

The old man looked at himself in the mirror, smelled the smell of alcohol around him, and couldn't help but sigh: "I never thought that I would be so depressed that I haven't practiced for a long time!"

"Dharma protector general, pass on my oral instructions!"

"Starting today."

"Stop drinking!"

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Qi Wuhuo finished entrusting the dream, put away the jade book and the seal of the mountain god, and after trying it out, he found out that many of the spells in this volume of "Xuantan Yuandian" were used to create various abnormalities. Well, the young Taoist didn't quite understand why he wasted his soul and soul to do such a thankless thing.

So of course these things were removed.

After thinking about it, I planned to buy some materials needed by Xuantan.

Let's try it with Tao Taigong tomorrow, can we send these pills directly.

After all, the mysterious altar is no better than Tuomeng. Tuomeng can rely on Tao Taigong's jade book and his own seal of the mountain god to make a simple altar. Tomorrow the official Xuantan should be more cautious. Qi Wuhuo packed up his things and took them again. After getting some money out, he wrote a note on what he wanted to buy and stuffed it into his sleeve robe, then he closed the door and headed towards Zhongzhou Fucheng in the early afternoon.

The ground's method of escaping from the ground and the footwork in the "Hunyuan Sword Code" also became more and more smooth.

Arrive in Zhongzhou Fucheng.

With sharp eyes, he greeted actively:
"Yo, little Taoist priest, you are here!"

"The city is busy recently!"

Jiaotu laughed and said: "Many practitioners have huge spirituality, but they are not pure. Few people can hear what we say."

"So he kind of broke his mouth."

Xiao Feng was furious: "Who broke the mouth?! Obviously your mouth is bigger?!"

Jiaotu was furious: "You, a guy who starts to smash when he sees something wrong with someone else's house, has the face to say it?!"

The two statues, who had been arguing for hundreds of years, began bickering again.

Xiaofeng still didn't forget to say to Qi Wuhuo: "Little Taoist priest, don't go to the west, there came a very strange big monk today, saying that he was here by some fate, and insisted on finding a disciple. I saw the light of Buddha on his head. Dazzling, there may be something there, you should be careful not to be targeted by him!"

"You can go to the north."

"The east side is a great place to go!"

Qi Wuhuo thanked him.

Xiaofeng said casually: "It's nothing, there are not many people who can hear me anyway."

"Little Taoist priest, you need to become a real person soon!"

The young Taoist smiled and nodded, and then he still used a trick to walk into the city and went to Fangshi. There is a whole street specially prepared for Xuantan rituals. The priests of rituals, and many ordinary people also use incense burners for the fragrance.

Qi Wuhuo thought about the mysterious altar, where there were special types of melons and fruits, Dharma drums, incense burners, fresh incense, nameplates, and yellow paper.

Since it is pointing directly at the mysterious altar.

Most of them choose [taste the fruit of fragrance].

It is divided into five fruits and six fasts.

But that volume [Xuantan Yuandian] has also said that this is to make the mind of the practitioners clear, and the gods will not really come to eat the fruit of the offering.

The young Taoist still remembers the last elegant and unrestrained text in the original volume, but he doesn't know who wrote it.

[Pure supporters, those who make supporters, have no self and nothing.Although you make offerings, you are not attached to them.]

【Although it is clear water, it can be】

[Persistence in making offerings means self-forgetfulness and non-cultivation, not practitioners]

However, why is there sugarcane in the Jade Emperor's fruit offering? Does he like sweet ones?
The young Taoist was puzzled. Fortunately, it was winter and there was sugarcane. If it was summer, where would I find it?

Dongshi bought fruit, Nanshi brought some vegetarian fruits, and went to Beishi to find incense burners and Dharma drums, but unexpectedly, both incense burners and Dharma drums were more expensive than the young Taoist expected. Hearing the surprised voice, he opened a shop The Taoist smiled and said, "Where is the little Taoist cultivating?"

Qi Wuhuo replied with a Vietnamese answer.

The old Taoist laughed and said, "It's a fellow cultivator."

"Seeing that you are a person with magical powers, you only took out good things. My things are pretty good, but if you want to say the best, this is it." He lifted the hem of his clothes and patted the Dharma drum on one side. , triumphantly said:

"It can communicate with ghosts and gods, and communicate with the ghosts."

"It's a high-quality magic weapon, and it doesn't feel shivering when held in the hands of a real person with ordinary Dharma veins. It's so expensive."

"A hundred taels of gold are not given to anyone."

"I saw your fellow practitioners, so I brought it to you to palm the eye."

The young Taoist saw that there was indeed a trace of mana circulating on the Dharma drum, and said, "It's a good thing."

The old Taoist seldom saw someone who knows the goods, and said with a smile: "Yes, this is only [Emperor's money], so I will exchange it with him."

Qi Wuhuo was stunned, he did have three [Emperor Coins] from Tantaixuan in his hand, but he didn't know what these things are useful for, the old Taoist who retired here and opened an incense shop laughed and said: "Little guy Casual cultivators, I don’t know that the emperor’s money is also normal, this is a good thing, if you encounter gods and lands traveling on the road, they don’t recognize the big money of our dynasties in the world, and they don’t care about gold.”

"Only recognize this [Heavenly Emperor Money]."

"Then what is the use of the emperor's money?"

"Ha, of course it's a deal with the immortals. They are all patriarchs of various schools and sects. A little leakage between the fingers can make us go smoothly. As for the weight of the [Emperor's Money], Heh, the little Taoist knew that after the death of an ordinary person, his soul was taken away by the ghosts of the underworld, right?"

"Ghost messengers from the Yin Division roam around everywhere, and they have lists in their hands."

"It is to know in advance who will be exhausted today, so wait in advance."

The old man stretched out a finger:
"One piece of [Heavenly Emperor's Money] can make the ghosts of the Yin Division be the last to seduce your soul."

"That is to say, you can let the soul of life stay in the body for another half a day."

"The so-called [money can make ghosts turn mills]."

"This money is [Heavenly Emperor's Money], and this ghost is [Evil Ghost Emissary]."

"What this sentence says is that as long as your Heavenly Emperor has enough money, it's okay to let those high-ranking underworld ghost messengers and ecstasy messengers use you as donkeys to push the millstone!"

When the old Taoist saw the young Taoist's amazed expression, he felt happy and felt refreshed as a teacher. He stroked his beard and said:
"You bought my things today, so I told you."

"Little Taoist, as a casual cultivator, learn more."

The young Taoist thanked him, thought for a while, and asked, "But what do the gods and ghosts want the money from the Emperor of Heaven?"

The old man's thoughts froze.

The beard strokes all stopped.

"Um???"

Why did you come here?
No, don't others think that Tiandiqian is very powerful?Why do you want to think about why this thing is so powerful?
He coughed and said, "This, this me, I can't tell you."

"It's not an old Taoist priest, I don't know."

Then he said loudly and quickly: "Ah, stop talking, which Dharma drum do you want, little Taoist?"

"Ah, business, business!"

The young Taoist had no choice but to choose a Dharma drum, and then left under the watchful eyes of the old Taoist who wiped his sweat away.

He should have gone back, but he suddenly thought of the mocking words, paused, thought for a while, and simply walked in the direction of the so-called [the east is a big way to go], walked through the streets and the main trunk of the city, People came and went, and I saw the bridge again. It started from thousands of five hundred steps in the direction of the city tower, and spread to the bridge where the stalls in the market allowed.

Standing on the bridge, pedestrians come and go like a continuous stream. There are nine east bridges under the bridge, and the river runs through this capital city of Zhongzhou.

From a distance, the young Taoist saw a big tree, this old tree was seen last time.

Under the tree, an old man is playing chess.

It was the old gentleman I saw earlier, who had a moist breath and moisture on his body, and who had rained in the Jinzhou disaster.

The old man seemed to be setting up a stall, and there was a white signboard next to it, which read "Sit east and west, invite guests to play chess"

[Challenge at will, three big coins once]

【Winner will get a hang of money】

But it is a chess stand for playing chess.

But now it is a ten-year-old naughty boy who is playing chess with the old man.

The old gentleman said happily:
"Ha, I won!"

The urchin dropped the chess piece and said in frustration: "No more, no more!"

Got up and was about to leave, the old gentleman got up quickly, took the child's hand, stretched out his finger, and said: "The next game, the next game, no one has played chess with the old man recently, it's too boring."

"One round!"

"Just a game of chess!"

"I won't charge you money."

"After playing chess, I'll buy you candied haws, okay?"

The old man coaxed the child, and suddenly noticed something.

He raised his head and saw the young Taoist over there.

(End of this chapter)