Yipindao

Chapter 77 Maps (Two in One)

"Although Guanzhong says it is forbidden for beginner disciples to go out, the actual rules are not so strict. If Brother Dao has something urgent to go out, he can actually apply to Ziyunfeng."

"Right now, there are still quite a few monks from the sect who have not come to my Shanxia Mountain. The Dharma Conference will not start for a month or two. If Brother Dao wants to go out, he only needs to return within a month, so the problem is not a big deal. .”

It turns out that there is such an operation.

Wang Cheng was surprised when he heard Yang Fu's explanation.

Seeing his surprise, Yang Fu laughed again: "Although the Dharma conference is very tight, my Fuzhen Temple is not inhumane, especially after the three directors came to my Fuzhen Temple to preside over it, all the rules in the temple are not indifferent. It's a little more humane."

"If it was placed before the three directors presided over the internal affairs, the ban is the ban. Naturally, there are not so many things that can be turned around, but now it is different."

"What's more, Daoist brother has some relationship with Fu Zhangyuan. As you, you only need to go to Ziyun Peak to explain the purpose of going out, and no one will stop you."

Wang Cheng nodded slightly, and said politely: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your suggestion."

Seeing this, Yang Fu reminded: "Currently monks from all sects are gathering at Shanxia Mountain, and I, the Linghua Upper Academy, also have many disciples here to practice and prepare for war. I'm afraid there are many affairs on Fu Zhangyuan's affairs."

"Brother Dao, if you are in a hurry to go out, it will be a waste of time. It is better to go to Ziyun Peak to ask for instructions earlier, otherwise you will have to wait for a few days before seeing Fu Zhangyuan. Then there may not be a chance to see you." was allowed to go out."

Wang Chengxin made a note of himself, and immediately said: "I understand."

Subsequently.

But he pretended to pull it into his sleeves, and actually manipulated the Ten Thousand Qi Map, and brought two Guishui cold thunders, handed them to Yang Fu and said, "These two Guishui cold thunders are my own condensed, they are not considered powerful magical objects. The striking power is barely comparable to some magic weapons."

"Fellow Daoist has helped me a lot, but Wang Chengri did not come to pay a visit because of his practice. I ask fellow Daoist to accept these two cold thunders, and treat them as a prank."

Yang Fu's eyes lit up.

Although he was born as a boy servant of Wang Xuanlang, and was a registered disciple of Fu Zhen Guan, but because of lack of talent in cultivation, he never made a breakthrough after he reached innate cultivation.

Therefore, there are no cultivation resources on him.

Although Wang Xuanlang occasionally bestowed benefits, there were no powerful magic objects.

And the main reason why he still stayed in Shanxia Mountain to be the steward of the Lingshan Hall and help the Wang family practice was his sons and nephews in the secular world.

Although these two Guishui cold thunders were not magical weapons, they did not help him much.

But if it is sent back to one's secular family, it will be an excellent protection for the younger generations in the family who have never practiced the cultivation method.

After all, this kind of thunder bead can be activated as long as it enters the flow of true energy, and it can even be touched by the power of blood essence.

Once thrown out, the power is no less than magic weapon attack.

In the secular world, it can be regarded as a rare protective treasure.

What's more, if Wang Cheng presented some talismans, it would not be as suitable for him as these two cold thunders.

So Yang Fu didn't refuse, after taking it carefully, he said solemnly: "This thing does have some wonderful uses for me, so I won't refuse."

"My cultivation level is ordinary, and I don't have much accumulation of dharma objects, but because of my son, I'm well-informed about all kinds of news in Xiashan Mountain. If you need this in the future, Brother Dao, just come to me."

Speaking of which.

Yang Fu paused, and then said: "This is a personal contact between you and me, it's not Wang's favor."

But he is also very clear that Wang Cheng is not very willing to get too deeply involved with the family and immortals.

What Yang Fu said was a windfall for Wang Cheng.

Since he returned to the mountain, he has heard many key news from Yang Fu.

For the other party's psychic ability, I have some experience.

If he can get more useful information from Yang Fu in the future, it will naturally be a rare good thing for him.

In comparison, these two Guishui cold thunders seemed a bit shabby.

But Wang Cheng didn't do anything more because of this.

As Yang Fu said, Ziyunfeng is busy with affairs now, if he wants to travel smoothly, he can't waste too much time.

So after saying goodbye to Yang Fu, he turned his head and headed towards Ziyun Peak.

……

And it was just when Wang Cheng went to Ziyun Peak and was going to ask Fu Xiuzhu for instructions, so he had to go out early to make the trip.

Ziyun Peak is located.

In a certain spirit hall that is the hub of the entire Fanxia Mountain.

A young Taoist priest who was only fourteen or fifteen years old stood in front of a jade plate-like map several feet long and wide in the middle of the main hall, with a miniature map of the peaks of Shanxia Mountain clearly displayed on the top.

He is observing and pointing, as if he is picking something.

Beside the Taoist is a Deacon of Ziyun Peak.

The identity of the young Taoist seems to be a bit special, so that even in front of the ordinary disciples of Fuzhen Temple, the deacon of Ziyunfeng, who is relatively indifferent, looks respectful and respectful, as if he dare not offend him in the slightest.

And that young Taoist also had an air of arrogance all over his body.

Facing the map and observing it for a while, dissatisfaction surged on his face.

Turning his head, he said to the deacon disciple: "Fanxia Mountain is my Linghua lower house anyway, Zhu Feng's inspiration, why is it so unbearable? Even the corners and corners of Lingming Paradise are not as good. Such a boundary, I am still asked to choose it. A cave? Where can this be used for cultivation?"

Hearing the words, the deacon disciple felt helpless, but he didn't dare to refute anything, so he said cautiously: "Brother Tang Dao, although there is a bit of inspiration in the location of Shanxia Mountain, it is not Fanshan after all, so how can it be compared with Lingming Fudi? ?”

"Besides, it's only a month or two before the Shanxia Dharma Conference is held. After the Dharma Conference is over, you can go back to the blessed land to practice. Now you can temporarily choose a suitable cave for a rest. After all, it’s not a long-term residence, so you don’t need to be too particular about it.”

The young Taoist who was called "Brother Tang Dao" by the deacon disciples snorted, "What do you know? The method I practice is very strict on spirituality. I'm going to use this time to polish it again, so I can do it for you." Prepare for the Dharma meeting. Otherwise, if due to the environment, I am not proficient in my skills, and when it comes to the Dharma meeting, I will not perform well, can you afford it?"

The deacon disciple couldn't help but smile wryly.

He naturally didn't believe the young Taoist's words.

Taoism practice may have some requirements for the environment, but it is not so harsh.

Moreover, most of the methods of Taoism are based on the consumption of spiritual materials. Where is the Taoism that is condensed by the environment?

Even if it is in the blessed land, this practice cave is not a place for rare ore veins, and I am afraid that it cannot be said to help Taoism practice.

What's more, since the method has been cultivated, the follow-up polishing is more about self-enlightenment.

But what can it have to do with the environment?
But he didn't dare to say more.

It's because this young Taoist surnamed Tang, named Tang Lingjiao, was a disciple of a true disciple of the upper court, and he came from an eighth-rank Taoist family, with an unusual background.

In addition, talent is even better.

Although he has not yet condensed the Taoist body, he is born with a good Taoist body, and the cohesion of the top-grade Taoist body is already a certainty.

What's even more rare is that this child's cultivation talent above Taoism is also extraordinary.

It was also for this reason that he was arranged to come to the lower court, taking up a spot for the Fanxia Puja.

Don't say he can't afford to offend such a person.

Even the three masters should not be treated lightly.

And it is precisely because of the good status of the teenager.

Under the arrangement of Zhang Zhangyuan, he was ordered to bring the other party to this hall, and carefully selected a temporary cave.

This hall is not an ordinary spiritual hall.

It is the place where the energy channels of the peaks of Shanxia Mountain gather.

There is also a map of arrays, linking the entire Fanxia Mountain veins.

On this map, not only can you see various peaks, caves, and various architectural scenes, but you can also mobilize the land veins to form an array to protect the mountain gate.

It's just that the key here is not easy to use.

But this time it was chosen for the young man's cave, and he was allowed to manage it, which shows the extraordinary status of the young man.

Tang Lingjiao saw that the deacon disciple smiled wryly and didn't answer, but he didn't continue to be embarrassed. He snorted coldly and said, "Forget it, it's just like what you said, it's not the residence of the blessed place, so there's no such thing as a clever idea."

"In this way, I won't make things difficult for you. You can mobilize this map circle and ask me to observe the direction of the earth's veins and pick a node to make a cave. If the earth's veins help me, it will barely be enough for me to refine the sacrificial vessel. "

"This..." The deacon disciple was in a dilemma for a moment.

As a disciple of Ziyun Peak's deacon, he has mastered the formula for opening the map circle.

However, if one of these things is not good, it will affect the tranquility of the entire mountain gate. How can we do it so easily?

Tang Lingjiao frowned and said: "What? I never asked you to activate the formation, but only asked you to operate the map and ask me to choose a cave, which is also difficult? If you don't want to help, it's okay, I will tell Mr. Chu to go Find a few masters and talk about it, let’s see if the monks in the lower court have no intention of fully supporting me and other disciples participating in the Dharma conference to prepare for it.”

The deacon disciple hurriedly said: "Don't dare! I will open the map."

He didn't dare to let this boy make trouble.

At that time, the teenager may not be able to get permission to open the map.

On his side, he offended people, so it was hard to say what would happen.

Afterwards, the deacon's disciple didn't delay, and directly activated the formula to open the map.

At first glance, on the map that originally only showed the scenery of Shanxia Mountain, light veins suddenly flowed, like streams of water, flowing between the peaks, and spiritual mist gushed out vaguely.

These light veins are exactly the appearance of the Qi mechanism of the Shanxia Mountain.

Seeing this, Tang Lingjiao nodded in satisfaction, and stopped talking about the deacon's disciples. He turned around and picked out the address he liked on the map.

After a while.

He pointed to one of the ley lines and said, "Let's just go here."

The deacon disciple looked in the direction, and saw that what the other party was pointing at was Dong Fu, a certain disciple of Jin Yunfeng, who was one of the top ten disciples, and also came from a Taoist family.

Although the background may not be comparable to Tang Lingjiao's, it is not too far behind.

Tang Lingjiao only stayed in Shanxia Mountain for a month or two, but the top ten disciples did not know when he was promoted to the Upper Court.

Faced with this kind of thing, the deacon disciple naturally knows how to deal with it.

So he quickly shook his head and said: "There is already a cave here, and there are disciples practicing in it. This person is also one of my top ten disciples of Fuzhen Temple, and this time he will also participate in the Dharma meeting. Not to mention, he is also from a Taoist family. If it is forced to change, there may be disturbances, I am afraid it is not appropriate."

Tang Lingjiao frowned slightly.

Although due to various reasons such as his background, cultivation talent, etc., he has a youthful spirit and is somewhat proud of himself.

But family background, also taught.

Not even a fool.

Naturally understand what can be taken seriously and what needs to be compromised.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Forget it, since they all want to contribute to the sect, I don't want to force them to replace them."

Said, avoided this place, and then chose another place.

Seeing this, the deacon disciples also heaved a sigh of relief.

It's just that the next moment, the other party chose an inappropriate place.

The deacon disciple felt helpless, but he could only continue to explain.

After changing locations like this several times, Tang Lingjiao became a little impatient, and said: "There are people here, there are people there, which place is empty?"

"Could it be that the caves connected by the nodes of the earth's veins are all inhabited, and all of them have extraordinary identities?"

The deacon disciple patiently said: "Most of my disciples in Fuzhen Temple are from aristocratic families and immortal clans. Brother Dao also knows about this matter."

"Since they have such a background, when they choose the cave, in order to facilitate their future practice, they will rely on some family connections to choose a suitable place."

"After hundreds of years, no one knows the environment of the peaks of Shanxia Mountain better than these aristocratic and immortal clans. Once they come and go, the best caves will naturally be inhabited."

"In my opinion, if Brother Dao has such high requirements for the environment, it is better to find a suitable cave and live with others. If you ask someone to give up the place, they may have objections, and you can use the status of Brother Dao. If so, for the time being Borrow it, I think there will be no one who is unwilling."

Tang Lingjiao frowned.

He has a good status, and he worshiped under the true sect of the upper court early on.

And because of that true biography, it is also because of the elders of his family.

Even in Lingming Paradise, he has his own independent Lingdao Immortal Mansion.

Fangyuan occupies an area that is no less than a certain spiritual peak in Shanxia Mountain.

He has lived in a superior environment since he was born, but when he came to the Lower Court, he could only share the same spiritual peak with many beginner disciples, which he felt cramped enough.

How can it be acceptable to live in the same cave with other people?
So, he said angrily: "I'm not used to living with other people. If it's really impossible, you can ask one of them to give me a cave first. Even if they are all from aristocratic families, so what? Starting in the lower court can only show that the talent is ordinary. What kind of future is there? Letting Dongfu and me is also their blessing. Besides, I am not a bully, if anyone is willing to give up Dongfu, I will naturally not lose his benefits."

The face of the deacon disciple froze.

Among the practitioners, apart from longevity, what they most strive for is skin.

Not to mention disciples of aristocratic families?
How can such things be so easy to operate?

But when he didn't know how to solve it, he turned his eyes and suddenly saw a certain peak vein, his eyes lightened slightly and said: "Brother Dao, what do you think of this place?"

Tang Lingjiao's eyes turned and fell.

Impressively, it was exactly where Chiyun Peak was.

(End of this chapter)