After listening to the persuasion, I will live broadcast Cultivation of Immortals

Chapter 145 The Truth Comes Out
"Jiazhen, Yili, Bingxinkun, Dinggan, Wukan, Jixunmen, the heaven and the south, the north and the north are connected, and the immortals have only seen it through the ages."

Daoist Qingming recited the mantra and walked around the old locust tree, and the compass in his hand began to turn rapidly.

Faster and faster, faster and faster.

After a few breaths, Daoist Qingming suddenly shouted: "Ding!"

As soon as the voice fell, the pointer on the compass stopped with a 'snap'.

The direction points to the northwest.

Then he closed his eyes, took out a yellow talisman from the cloth bag, flashed it in front of his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, there was already a faint layer of golden light in his eyes.

"Looking for thousands of miles!"

"now!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Jin was taken aback.

He could clearly feel that there was no innate qi in Daoist Qingming's body, but after flashing the talisman paper, there were actually two more qi in his eyes at this moment.

It's just that these two qi are different from the innate qi produced by the human body, and seem to be contaminated with some incense.

Zhengyi's method of inheriting Taoism really opened up another way.

Although it is not like Quanzhen Dao, which requires it from one's own golden core, it can seal the natural energy between heaven and earth into the yellow talisman.

When using it, as long as you recite the mantra, it can be used by me.

But after a short effort, these two qi have been exhausted.

At this time, Daoist Qingming also exhaled lightly, but his face was a little more tired.

Wanting to borrow the qi of heaven and earth would consume a lot of energy on the body.

"How is the Taoist priest? Has it been counted?"

Daoist Qingming nodded and said in his heart: The 10 yuan must be taken by the poor Taoist priest.

"This grievance started 23 years ago. The man has no hair on his top, a beard on his chin, and he has enough breath. He should be around 50 years old."

The three Xu family brothers next to him listened attentively.

When they heard 'no hair on the top, beard on the chin', they all changed their faces.

"Horse bald!"

The three said the name almost at the same time.

"Damn it, it turned out to be him!"

"Really cruel."

Xu Xiaoren and Xu Xiaoyi gritted their teeth, but looking at the boss Xu Xiaoquan, his face turned pale: "So it's all because of me."

Twenty-three years ago, feudalism was still very serious.

Especially in rural areas, no son would be bullied.

Ma Tuzi gave birth to two daughters in a row, and he was obsessed with thinking about having a son.

So he made his wife pregnant with a third child.

Later his wife was taken to the county hospital where a baby boy was born.

When the baby was born, the baby was still alive, but died within a few minutes.

The woman was overjoyed and saddened, and she had a mental problem on the spot.

Within half a year, people also died.

Ma Baldzi also became a little abnormal. Later, I heard that he gave away his two daughters to others and became child brides.

I was the only one left in the family, muddling along alone, living my life in a muddle.

Xu Xiaoquan was also full of guilt when he heard about it.

Although this matter has little to do with him, he has always blamed himself over the years.

At that time, even if I gave up the black hat on my head, I should have kept that child.

After many years, I took special care of the old horse, households with five guarantees, poor households, various subsidies, and welfare in the village.

Never expected that Baldy Ma would do such an amazing job.

Xu Xiaoquan froze in place, the spirit in his eyes was gone.

But Xu Xiaoren and Xu Xiaoyi gritted their teeth with hatred: "Goofy, I'll bring him here and kowtow to our father!!"

"Yes! We must not let him go easily!"

Suddenly Xu Xiaoquan reached out to stop the two brothers: "I... make a phone call."

After contemplating for a long time, he finally took out his mobile phone: "Old Ma... Did you dig my ancestral grave?"

His voice was hoarse and tired.

On the other side of the phone, after a pause for a few seconds, he said two words: "It's me."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Now the truth finally came out.

Sometimes things in the world are so wonderful, seemingly irrelevant, but secretly they are always intertwined.

The grievances and grievances of 23 years ago cannot escape retribution after all.

This is cause and effect.

Daoist Qingming watched this scene, and his heart was filled with emotion.

Fortunately, I know this evil formation.

But I don't know which one is Busha.

"He must be a master too." Taoist Qingming secretly said in his heart.

But the strong have their own strong hands, and my Qingming Dao is superior.

10 yuan, easy to handle! !

"After so many years of working in the industry, I finally saw the money back."

"Master, your calculations are not accurate."

When Daoist Qingming was young, his master told his fortune, saying that he had no money in his life, and if he stuttered, don't bother.

But Taoist Master Qingming refused to accept his fate: "Poverty Qingming's family is surrounded by walls, there is no choice but to succeed!"

Later, he joined the world to practice, wandered around the world, and got rid of evil spirits. After so many years, he really didn't see any money back.

When he offered incense to the master last year, he cried out in a heartfelt convincing way: "Old man, your calculations are really accurate."

But I didn't expect it to turn around today.

10 yuan, 10 yuan.

This is no small sum.

At this moment, he just wanted to say aloud to his master: Old man, I am earning money~
The poor are clear and bright, and there is wealth in life~~
Just when he was full of ambition and expressing his unwillingness over the years, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Daoist Qingming took out his three-proof elderly phone.

The function of this kind of mobile phone is very simple. When talking on the phone, it is the same as the public release, but it just highlights the durability.

He glanced at the phone number.

The strange number, just like myself, has a red mark 'suspected fraud' on the back.

Daoist Qingming hesitated for a moment and directly connected the phone.

"master?"

Hearing the sound, Daoist Qingming's expression darkened immediately.

When he was young, he once accepted a lay disciple.

This lay disciple has some talents in divination and Fengshui, and Daoist Qingming passed on a lot of Taoist truths to him.

Unexpectedly, this disciple's intentions were not right, and he felt that there was no future in following Daoist Qingming, so he left without saying goodbye.

Later, I heard that this kid made a lot of money by specializing in layout and feng shui for people.

Why did I think of Pindao at this time.

Daoist Qingming's voice was cold: "Which one are you?"

"Master, I am Da Chuan. I will apologize to you tomorrow, and I will make an apology to you. But now it is extremely urgent. Master must save me."

Daoist Qingming snorted coldly.

But the other party's next sentence really made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Master, that 'trapped ghost heavy Yin Sha'..."

　I didn’t pay attention yesterday, it was reviewed~~~
　　
　
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