I can enter Shushan game

Chapter 67

A few crows were not afraid of life at all, pecking at the spiritual energy polished rice in Guo Lin's hands.

On the other hand, the one that was very slow followed behind its companion, shaking its head from side to side a few times, then seemed to react, and squeezed in from between the companions.

This one just seems to be a slow beat forever.

Mao Yan and her girlfriends were amazed and took out their mobile phones to take a picture of this scene, and spread it to the Qingfengguan donor group.

At the same time, I pulled a sentence: "The ancients said that crows prayed for food, and they must have met such a master as Emperor Zhenwu. I was lucky to see crows come to Guo Daochang to pray for food."

As soon as this video was released, it attracted a few pious believers in the donor group who had no time to come today, and they all expressed their emotions.

Naturally, a group of friends also came out to tease: "I know that Daoist Guo has real skills and can teach martial arts, but don't make a person too amazing, that will make people disgusted."

There are also friends in the group earnestly saying: "Yes, I have a good impression of Daoist Guo, you people, don't trick him, there are so many good Internet celebrities, but it is broken by a group of fans."

Another group of friends taunted: "I also pray for crows, don't you know about Crow Ridge? I went there for a trip, and I brought a bag of corn and sprinkled it out, and a group of crows ran over, so I am also an expert?"

Apparently, most of the people in the group are just for the fun, and there are still few true believers.

Qin Hong and the others also saw the content in the group, and now they don't defend or explain.

No need.

They just know Daoist Guo is different.

As for those group members who think they know everything, they are just showing their ignorance, let alone what they missed.

Guo Lin also threw out the aura-polished rice in his hand, let the crows eat by themselves, then cleaned his hands and went back to the kitchen.

Soon, the Lingqi polished rice was steamed, and he also fried the radish, beans, and water spinach one by one in a large pot.

Xie Qingyang came in to help, and brought out the spiritual rice and vegetables one by one.

After Guo Lin cooked the dishes, he also went to the Shantang.

Xie Qingyang no longer recited the "Bian Tang" mantra before eating, he already knew that Daoist Guo didn't pay attention to this here.

Moreover, he also discovered that Daoist Guo didn't pay much attention to many rules of Taoism.

If he encountered such a situation in other Taoist temples, he would never enter the temple to practice, and he would leave immediately after entering.

If you don't even understand these things, how can you talk about cultivating the Tao?
But at Daoist Guo's place, he saw what it means to be a master of Taoism, and naturally made him wonder whether the rules of other Taoist temples have any meaning?

After all, there are so many rules, but the way you practice is not true.

Naturally, he didn't know, but Guo Lin had forgotten many rules during his four years of university life.

Or, he hasn't completely escaped from the world of flowers and mortals, and he also deliberately ignores some rules that have hurt and troubled him.

As a Taoist priest, he didn't want to be as tiring as the old Taoist priests. Besides, he would become a cultivator someday, which was different from Taoist priests.

Therefore, he formed a school of his own, adhering to the goodness and teachings passed down by Qingfeng Temple, and he has the final say on other rules. Is there a problem?

Qin Hong has already started.

Chen Hong, those who have never eaten the rice polished by spiritual energy, finally know the magic of this rice.

They are simply thrilled.

I didn't expect to come up to make a contribution, do a job, and still eat such a good thing.

Outside, a few crows were also hoarsely calling, as if they were also expressing their joy after eating the polished rice with spiritual energy.

After the meal, Qin Hong and his disciples also took their own dishes and chopsticks to the sink to wash them.

Under their leadership, Chen Hong and those who came to Shantang for the first time also followed suit, cleaning their own dishes and chopsticks clean.

Afterwards, the group rested in the temple alone, and those who had something to do had already gone down the mountain.

Guo Lin went to the backyard, finished eating the polished rice with spiritual energy, and began to practice Qingfengquan, absorbing the energy produced by the polished rice with spiritual energy.

Xie Qingyang also came in to practice the Baguazhang that he had learned before.

Taoist Guo said that it is good for the body to practice martial arts after eating praying rice, that must be right.

But he didn't know that the Baguazhang he practiced was only for Qingfengquan, and he was just doing useless work.

Guo Lin didn't know how to explain this to the layman for the time being, so he could only let him.

After all, the old Taoist priest has explained that Wuming Taoist Neijiaquan is a Taoist martial art inherited from Qingfeng Temple, and it is only passed on to disciples or parents.

Unless Qingfeng Temple has a new and better inheritance technique sometime, then you can consider the matter of Qingfengquan.

After absorbing the aura of refined rice he ate, Guo Lin also planned to go back to the dressing room to rest for a while and play "Leisure Shushan".

Before that, he did not forget to remind Xie Qingyang: "Layman, don't forget to pray for Ye Mingsha!"

This layman still has the power to brush.

"Taoist, I remember." Xie Qingyang nodded, and went out of the backyard to the place where Ye Mingsha was stored.

He took out the peach wood tube, took out a special blessing dish, and poured three grains of luminous sand on it.

This scene attracted Qin Hong's attention.

Mao Yan and Jiang Hang, who were on the side, also came over curiously.

"Lady Xie, what is this?" Mao Yan asked curiously.

This thing looks like some kind of feces, but the old layman treated it so rigorously and solemnly, it must not be feces.

Xie Qingyang explained: "This is Ye Mingsha, but these are different from ordinary ones, and after praying, they have a stronger effect."

"What is Ye Mingsha?" Mao Yan was puzzled, this was the first time she had heard of it.

What's more, this Ye Mingsha sounds very tall, and it really isn't feces.

Qin Hong knew about Ye Mingsha, so he helped explain: "Ye Mingsha is the feces of bats."

"Ah????" Mao Yan was stunned.

It turned out to be feces?

Then why did you choose such a lofty name as Ye Mingsha?

However, she was also curious: "Mr. Qin, what is the use of Ye Mingsha?"

Qin Hong also explained: "Some light, dry, and brown bat feces can be used as medicine after jumping out and drying in the sun. It is very helpful for eye diseases when combined with stewed pig liver and sheep liver. "

"However, you are all regular luminous sand sold in drugstores. Qingfengguan's is not only preserved with a special wooden tube, but also prayed for blessings. It must be unusual."

"The benefactor is very knowledgeable." Xie Qingyang responded politely, and also knelt down to pray for blessings, and began to pray for Ye Mingsha.

"This Ye Mingsha is good for eye diseases, and it is more effective than ordinary ones?" Mao Yan muttered, thinking of her sister's son.

This nephew suffers from eye disease, and it is very weird. He sees double images when he sees things, but he is not short-sighted or other common diseases.

For this reason, my sister and brother-in-law also spent a lot of money to treat him.

Thinking of this, she quickly took out her phone and walked to a quiet place.

Jiang Hang obviously knew what his wife was going to do, so he followed.

Mao Yan immediately dialed her sister's number, and when the phone was connected, a male voice came: "Mao Yan, what's the matter? Your sister is taking care of her, and he's about to have an eye exam."

Mao Yan hurriedly said: "Brother-in-law, are the covetous eyes still the same? I have a place here that I can recommend you, maybe it can cure the covetous eyes."

"Which hospital? Are there any good doctors in your small place in Youcheng?" The brother-in-law's voice was obviously tinged with disdain: "Don't be like the old Chinese doctor your mother said, your sister secretly took care of you." Take a look, it’s useless at all, they’re all liars.”

Mao Yan knew about this, and that Chinese medicine practitioner was indeed incompetent, so she could only explain embarrassingly: "Brother-in-law, you are not a Chinese medicine practitioner, you should have seen Qingfengguan on the Internet, right? Can be covetous."

"I said Mao Yan, is there something wrong with your family?" The brother-in-law's voice was a little angry: "It's either Chinese medicine or Taoism. Your family is superstitious and traditional, right?"

"Please don't spoil your sister, but you still eat Ye Mingsha, and you don't want to eat this thing? They are all bat shit bred by specialists. Also, you don't need to worry about the disease of Ye Mingsha."

Before Mao Yan could say anything more, the phone had already been hung up, making her face livid.

Who are these people?

She kindly reminded.

Jiang Hang obviously knew what happened, and comforted him: "Don't feel bad, you've already told me, it's the best of humanity."

"Also, don't force yourself on this kind of thing. Taoist luck is not available to everyone. Didn't you hear Lay Xie say it at dinner just now? Chance is the most important thing."

"Like those people in the group, they didn't have a chance. They obviously entered Qingfeng Taoist Temple, and their merits and virtues were added to the group. Didn't they also miss the blessings, or even don't know the blessings."

"Like Mr. Chen's workers, if they are lucky, they come up to do a job, and enjoy that kind of blessing rice."

"Besides, I'm also handsome, earn a lot of money, drive a good car, and have a beautiful wife. I'm absolutely outstanding among my peers. I didn't believe this at all."

"But I have a Taoist fortune, isn't it because you became a believer in Qingfengguan? Your brother-in-law and the others obviously don't have this kind of fortune, so don't force it, or they might cause trouble when they come to Qingfengguan."

Mao Yan nodded.

My husband is right, she has exhausted all her benevolence and righteousness, and the blessings of Taoism are indeed not available to everyone. !
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