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

Chapter 147

Chen Jin took out the hive fragments he had obtained from Monkey Valley.

First spread a layer of honey on the beehive.

After that, he cut half of the hive fragments he got last time and put them inside, then he picked up the hive and went out the door.

Coming to Monkey Valley again, Chen Jin first checked the little monkey's injury and changed the bandage for it.

Afterwards, he communicated with the Monkey King for a while with the method of Yuanshen before successfully entering the depths of the valley.

It seems that the domestication of monkeys is urgent.

Next time, I will prepare the materials by myself and try to domesticate the whole monkey group.

Entering the depths of the valley again, Chen Jin was already familiar with the road.

A few minutes later, he arrived at the place where he found the hive last time.

Only three days later, the beehive has been repaired.

After observing for a while, Chen Jin placed the beehive directly under the cliff, directly below the wild beehive.

The swarm seemed to have spotted him, but they didn't attack him like last time.

According to netizens, these bees will find the hive based on the smell.

Because the honey in the hive is the same as the honey in the hive, bees are bound to fly into the hive and build nests in the hive.

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After doing this, Chen Jin didn't stay too long.

Turned directly out of the valley.

According to the location sent by Daoist Qingming, Baiyun Temple is located deep in Qingcheng Mountain, and the high map is a little unclear.

After Chen Jin turned over several hills, he finally found Baiyun Temple in an inconspicuous corner of the back mountain.

Chen Jin looked at the Baiyun Temple. It was a dilapidated stone-pillared Doumen. There was no plaque on the door, but three crooked words 'Baiyun Temple' were carved with a chisel.

It is said to be a Taoist temple, but it seems to be living in the wild.

If it weren't for the ugly writing of the words "Baiyunguan" that caught Chen Jin's attention, it might not be possible to find the place.

Entering Baiyun Temple, once again refreshed Chen Jin's cognition.

I thought the facade of Baiyun Temple was shabby enough, but I didn't expect the inside to be even more shabby than the outside.

The first thing that comes into view is the incense-worshiping copper tripod in the center of Baiyun Temple.

Generally speaking, when pilgrims offer incense, they will end up inserting it into the tripod.

Therefore, copper tripods generally look solemn and solemn.

But Baiyun Temple seems to have forgotten the existence of the copper tripod in the temple.

This bronze tripod has two ears and three legs, because the ground is uneven, the body is a little crooked.

The appearance of the copper tripod is simple enough, but the whole body is covered with copper rust.

Maybe one day it's time to connect up and down.

Behind the bronze tripod are three side-by-side huts.

Like the style of the entire Baiyun Temple, it is also a battle-damaged version.

Among the three huts, only the one in the middle looks quite upright, it was rebuilt with bricks, and it looks upright.

The left and right sides are crooked, looking like a gangster leaning against the middle.

There are also exposed stones of different sizes on the surface.

Even the windows are papered over.

"Senior Brother Chen~ You are here!"

Duan Wu happened to go out, and happened to see Chen Jin in the yard.

"Junior Brother Duanwu, excuse me."

"Don't bother me. Speaking of it, the Baiyun Temple is relatively simple, so please don't dislike it, brother."

"Junior brother is joking."

After speaking, the two came to the middle house.

It is the main hall of Baiyun Temple.

The upper head in the middle is the statue of Sanqing, and the lower head is Zhang Daoling, the founder of Zhengyi.

At this moment, Daoist Qingming was concentrating on writing at his desk, and didn't sense Chen Jin coming in.

Chen Jin didn't bother the other party hastily, but silently went up to take a look.

On the desk, on the left is red sand and ink, and on the right is a stack of yellow paper.

Daoist Qingming swiped his brush, and the scarlet handwriting fell on the yellow talisman paper, forming a mysterious pattern.

Chen Jin couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this pattern. Isn't this the golden light curse that he only learned a few days ago.

Daoist Qingming muttered words, but his hands were smooth. Such a complicated pattern was written in one stroke.

It's just that when he finally finished writing, he suddenly paused.

Chen Jin stood by and watched silently. He found that when Daoist Qingming was drawing the talisman paper, it seemed that a stream of air had emerged from his body and attached to the cloud seal.

It's just that this air flow is different from the innate qi. Chen Jin guessed it should be a kind of "Jing Qi Shen".

When a piece of talisman paper was finished, a stream of light flashed in the cloud seal, and immediately disappeared on the talisman paper.

At this time, Daoist Qingming raised his head and let out a breath of foul air.

"Nephew, I'm really sorry, it's too rude."

Chen Jin shook his head hastily: "Uncle Master is joking."

"Actually, it's also the first time I've seen Taoist talismans, and it's an eye-opener."

Daoist Qingming said modestly: "My nephew is just joking, this little bit of Taoism really doesn't make it to the stage."

He said so with his mouth, but the expression on his face was a little arrogant.

At this time, Chen Jin said: "Uncle, actually, I have something important to ask for this time."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

Chen Jin hurriedly told what Peng Sihai was bewitched by.

As soon as he heard that it was Peng Sihai, Daoist Qingming immediately remembered: "He."

Chen Jin hurriedly responded: "It's really as my uncle expected, Big Brother Peng was admitted to the hospital that afternoon, and the cause has not yet been found out."

Daoist Qingming smiled: "That's a sign of evil spirits entering the body. If this is the case, it's not troublesome at all."

As he spoke, he handed the golden light talisman he had just drawn to Chen Jin.

"After returning, just stick this talisman on that person's chest, and the evil spirit in his body will naturally dissipate."

Chen Jin took the talisman paper with both hands, his face full of disbelief.

At this time, Daoist Qingming said: "Master nephew may not know something."

"My Baiyun Temple and the Shangqing Temple still have some origins."

Baiyun Temple?Shangqing Temple?
One is a desolate village that no one cares about, and the other is a sacred place of Taoism that is full of incense.

Apart from the fact that both are Taoist temples, Chen Jin really can't see any additional connection.

Daoist Qingming saw Chen Jin's confused face, so he explained: "Shangqing gathers white clouds, and real people ride yellow cranes."

"Does nephew know the history of Shangqing Temple?"

Chen Jin shook his head.

Before, he knew that Shangqing Temple was originally the place of Zhengyi ancestors, but only later did he gradually turn to the technique of Quanzhen inner alchemy.

But never heard of the minutiae.

Seeing Chen Jin shaking his head, Taoist Master Qingming said slowly: "Mount Qingcheng has been a famous Taoist mountain since ancient times."

"At the end of the Western Han Dynasty, Yin Changsheng, one of the 'Eight Immortals of Shu', went to Mount Qingcheng to practice Taoism. At that time, there was no school of Taoism."

"In the early years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Daoling, one of my patriarchs, created a first-rate class, came to Qingcheng Mountain to preach, and finally ascended here."

"Later, Taoism evolved again. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, it began to integrate alchemy, martial arts, Yi learning, internal training, etc., and gradually transformed into the Quanzhen style."

"Until the Ming Dynasty, the differences were getting bigger and bigger.

One branch tends to be the Quanzhen style, focusing on practice in the world, cultivating alchemy pills, and paying attention to tranquility and nature.

The other branch is more inclined to Zhengyi, focusing on practicing in the world, subduing demons and subduing demons, and paying attention to eliminating evil and doing everything. "

(End of this chapter)