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Chapter 174 The Taoist state of mind resonates with the scene

Both Chi Di and Yin Bo were almost stunned when they saw Bi Yan with a warm face on the top of Taisu Mountain.

"Isn't this a fake old pig?"

"Up and down, it doesn't look real."

Yin Bodu looked at Bi Yan who had not seen him for more than two months and had changed into a Taoist robe. He looked awkward and said: "Don't tell us that you have converted to the Taoism of the human race. We don't even have to be friends like that."

"Not everyone wearing Taoist robes is a Taoist priest. You two are superficial."

Bi Yan chuckled and said: "I am reciting Taoist scriptures, and I am trying to eliminate the evil sins I have created. I don't convert to Taoism, so why not wear this Taoist robe?"

Young Master has a saying, "It depends on the heart but not on the deeds." It all depends on how you act with your heart.

Chi Di and Yin Bo both looked at each other and understood that Lao Zhu had chosen such a path to cure his bloodline troubles, and then turned to talk about other topics.

"Shanshan Master Chen is too generous. To say that selling top-quality spiritual seeds last year was a last resort in order to open up a difficult situation. This year, there is no need to increase the spiritual energy content by another [-]% and exchange it for money, right? Isn’t it good to do a long-term business and make money every year?”

"Yes, he is trying to offend the several forces in Dongchui Continent that started with Lingzhi to death."

The two demons sang together, blatantly trying to find out the inside information.

Bi Yan looked down at his two friends with pity and condescension, and said: "You don't understand how the young master has the world in his mind. I just say one sentence. The new spiritual seeds will be sold at the price of thirty spiritual stones per kilogram." I’ll give you two thousand catties, do you want it?”

"Yes, don't be a fool."

"Old Zhu, please tell me clearly, is it a family weighing two thousand pounds?"

The two demons rushed to get the business they earned by giving them money.

Bi Yan waved his hand very generously: "You are my friends, and your family must weigh two thousand pounds, but there is a small condition."

"What conditions?"

"Don't show off, old pig."

"It's very simple. Don't tell the outside world that you get the goods from Taisu Mountain. You can sell them wherever you want and at any price you want. It's best not to stock up. Don't blame me for not telling you in advance. Maybe there will be better ones next year. It’s not worth smashing spiritual seeds into your hands.”

Bi Yan found it very satisfying to pretend like this in front of friends.

"Haha, interesting enough."

"I tell others that it is the spiritual rice I cultivated myself, but if I say this, who will believe it?"

"Believe it or not, old pig, you have to remember us next year."

The two demons joked and returned home with a full load.

The nearly [-] kilograms of spiritual seeds harvested in Taisu Mountain, except for the seeds for next year, were all resold in this way by closely related forces, forming the prototype of a huge interest group.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows where the spiritual seeds sold at high prices come from, although more than a dozen forces have different opinions.

It was a busy day and it was drizzling.

Chen Mou was invited to the lectern. He sat cross-legged on the futon in the shack, lit three sticks of incense, and began to recite scriptures.

Bi Yan sat on the sutra-listening platform across from him, lit three sticks of incense, and chanted sutras in harmony with his voice.

Fang Bi, the land lord, listened in by chance and realized the benefits, so he did not miss anything.

He sat cross-legged on a tree stump near the lecture platform, letting the autumn rain fall, immersed in the unique sound of the young master's sutras, and chose not to listen to Bi Yan's deep harmonious sutras.

The same is true for chanting sutras, and the son's voice can evoke the feeling of elusiveness and elusiveness of Shinto.

The world seems to have suddenly become different, and the autumn wind and autumn rain have gone away.

Quiet and vast, mysterious and untouchable.

Bi Yan suddenly opened his eyes, showing a little surprise. The young master's voice suddenly had an unspeakable mysterious charm. He murmured, "The Taoist state of mind resonates with the scene." He then closed his eyes and opened his eyes. Immerse yourself in it and experience the feeling of movement in silence.

Fang Bi's whole body seemed to be filled with smoke, with traces of earthy yellow brilliance flickering.

The earth is rich in earth and full of vitality.

Three humans, demons, and gods share a small world. Wind and rain blow, trees sway, and invisible luck flows with the wind.

The disciples of Taisu Mountain would not come to disturb him easily.

In the evening, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the mysterious silence disappeared, and various subtle sounds rustled in the forest.

The smoke gathered up, revealing Fang Bi's figure. He stood up from the tree stump, checked his whole body, and with a smile on his face, he bowed to the silent lecture platform and quietly drifted to the foot of the mountain in the distance.

Some opportunities are rare.

A listening session made him more and more closely connected with the root energy of Mount Taisu.

He is confident that within three years, he will be able to repair part of his divine body and restore his third-level cultivation.

In this land, he can possess more magical powers belonging to the gods, and he will no longer be so weak that he cannot protect himself.

Bi Yan woke up for the second time and found that a lot of the Yin evil aura in his body had dissipated without realizing it. His cultivation level had regressed, and his demonic power and bloodline had become more pure. He already understood that if he wanted to completely eliminate the trouble of alienation, he must eliminate the Yin evil spirit in his body. Evil spirit.

At least some balance needs to be struck.

The power he has in his hands will not cause him any trouble.

When Chen Mou opened his eyes, it was already noon the next day. The red mist around him had subsided. He stood up, feeling refreshed and his mood became clearer. He walked out of the wooden house and said hello to Bi Yan who was walking by the stream.

"What kind of realm has the young master entered?"

"Pure realm."

Chen Mou smiled and said: "When I advance to the golden elixir, I may be able to help you completely solve the problem of blood alienation without having to trouble others."

He was also in the Tao realm, and suddenly thought of another way.

Using the method of chanting sutras to eliminate disasters and eliminate evils will treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Bloodline alienation will reoccur after a few years.

Bi Yan whispered: "I cannot cultivate the Taoist state of mind."

Chen Mou understood the other party's scruples and said with a smile: "It's not a Taoist method, it's a five-element balancing technique. You will know by then that my current cultivation level is too low to complete the complicated interaction and guidance."

Bi Yan cupped his hands and said, "I'd rather bother you, sir."

When he heard the word "balance", he knew that the young master's method was correct.

Having the young master help him with diagnosis and treatment made him feel more at ease. Otherwise, he would have to be wary and worried about other people.

Chen Mou responded: "There is no need to be polite between you and me."

Bi Yan accompanied the young master to the direction of the harvested spiritual field and said: "Zhang Shi came here this morning. The two 'Qingfeng Restaurants' in Qianfeng City and Qingfeng City are scheduled to open on the 28th of this month and the second day of October. We are in business. Hua Chaoyue and Shangguan Sheng have called us. Could you please come and unveil the plaque?"

Chen Mou smiled and said: "My restaurant is opening, so I should go there and invite some friends to support me."

He hadn't gone out for more than a year, and the Zhanji Pavilion had become a passing thing. He was a little restless, so he went to Qianfeng City and Qingfeng City for a while, and temporarily helped Bi Yan solve the restlessness of his bloodline alienation, so he didn't have to worry about anything later.

"I'll also invite some friends to go and have some fun."

Bi Yan was in high spirits.

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(End of this chapter)