Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 1 Mr. Yi sells Overlord Chicken

Qingli, eighth year, autumn.

Fengyun County, Zhenbao Street.

At this time, people were coming and going on the street, there was a lot of people's voices, and there were cars and horses.

At this time, a group of people gathered around a stall on Zhenbao Street and marveled at it. After a few words of joking, they turned and left.

I saw a young Taoist sitting cross-legged on the street. He was tall and tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. His strong chest muscles held up his Taoist robe high.

Beside him, there was an iron cage and a wooden board.

In the cage, a rooster was pecking at millet in a celadon bowl.

Eleven large characters were written in calligraphy on the wooden sign next to it: Sell King Chicken, 100 taels, no counter-offers.

At this time, some of the people watching cheered: "Taoist Master, how about you let this overlord chicken show off?"

Yi Chen didn't say anything to these good-hearted people. He just took out another wooden sign from under his buttocks and wrote eight characters on it: "Only sell if you are destined, and those who wish will come."

People came and went, there were many spectators, but no one bought.

At this moment, Wang Yuanwai, the owner of the antique shop who was watching the excitement in the crowd, narrowed his eyes and was attracted by the small celadon bowl where the rooster pecked the rice. He stepped forward and said: "Taoist priest, this overlord chicken is really magical. I bought it."

After receiving the money and goods, Yi Chen handed the four-pound big rooster to the fat man, smiled and bowed his head and said: "Blessed is the infinite deity, with this overlord chicken, my family will have no worries."

"Haha, by the Taoist priest's auspicious words, Taoist priest, why don't you give me this celadon bowl as well?"

"I kept this bully chicken as a pet."

"I'm afraid that the overlord chicken I bought won't be used to it pecking rice in another bowl!" After Wang Yuanwai said this, he wanted to reach out for the small celadon bowl, but unexpectedly, he was one step behind the young Taoist and was put into his arms first.

"The members are joking, how is this possible!"

"I only sell Bawang chicken, not bowls."

"I've sold so many Overlord Chickens in the surrounding area with this antique celadon bowl. Yuan Wai doesn't know. This Overlord Chicken is destined to be Yuan Wai today."

"By the way, this Bawang Chicken can be steamed, stir-fried or stir-fried. It is a great source of vitality."

"Thank you."

"If a member stays outside, he will leave if he is a poor man."

After saying that, Yi Chen slowly stood up, cupped his hands towards the onlookers, took out the two blue bricks that were used to rest his buttocks, stacked them, and punched them into pieces.

Then, carrying an iron cage and a small celadon bowl, he disappeared at the end of the street in a few jumps.

Everyone was left in a daze for a while before they woke up and burst into laughter.

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Half an hour later, Yi Chen walked out of the city gate of Fengyun County with 100 taels and bought some good medicine and half-cut ginseng.

He was not from this world. Ten years ago, he time-traveled into the body of an eight-year-old child, an orphan who was still riding a horse. It was winter, the snow was falling, and he almost froze to death.

Just when he felt that he was about to see that he was too naughty, it was Bai Yunzi, the master of the Hidden Dragon Temple, who rescued him and put him into the door wall.

Ten years have passed. Not long ago, when his master Bai Yunzi went down the mountain to kill a ghost for the villagers, he accidentally entered the body with Yin Qi, and now it has lingered on the bed.

As a last resort, he could only come out to get some money to buy medicine.

There is no way, who makes his master a good person?Most of the savings in the temple have been used up by the master who usually distributes porridge and medicine. If I don't think of anything else, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat, let alone buy medicine.

Looking at the sun above his head, Yi Chen felt a little anxious. He secretly activated the thin pure Yang energy in his body and speeded up.

That's right, the world Yi Chen traveled through was not an ordinary ancient background world.

It is a terrifying world where demons and ghosts are rampant and evil spirits appear.

In this terrifying world, Yi Chen already felt very lucky to be able to be admitted by Bai Yunzi, the Taoist master who was good at Pure Yang Taoism and the Taoist Master of Yinlong Temple.

Of course, the fly in the ointment is that after ten years of time travel, his golden finger has not yet arrived, which makes him very regretful.

Without a golden finger, how can we do time travel well?

He practiced Xiao Chunyang Kung Fu for ten years and practiced hard before he could reach the second level. His inner energy was so weak that he had to save some when he was on the road.

While I was thinking wildly, Hidden Dragon Temple was already far away and appeared on the horizon.

Thinking about his master's injury, Yi Chen couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Yinlong Temple is located at the foot of Chuilong Mountain. It is a small Taoist temple built brick by brick by his master and some believers. It is no bigger than a five-room house.

There are two trees planted in the front yard.

One is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his little junior brother Qingyunzi, who was born with squint, running out crying: "Senior brother, you are finally back, master... master... is dying soon."

Yi Chen was anxious when he heard this: "What? Master, couldn't you still hold on in front? Why can't you suddenly stop?"

His eyes turned red and he hurriedly ran towards the backyard.In the backyard, a tall but haggard old man lay dying on the bed.

Two Taoist boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue, were standing by the bed, secretly wiping their tears.

Everyone in the entire Yinlong Temple gathered together.

"Master! Why did your injury suddenly worsen?" Yi Chen couldn't help but tears welling up in his eyes when he saw this scene.

He hurriedly put half a ginseng into the master's mouth.

The tears in Yi Chen's eyes were not fake. He was the first orphan taken in by his master. In the past ten years, his master had treated him well, as if he were his own son.

In the days when ordinary people ate bran-pharyngeal vegetables, Yi Chen could always eat meat, and even taught him the internal skills of Xiao Chunyang step by step.

It's a pity that his qualifications are not good, and his internal skills are surpassed by his junior brother Qingyunzi.

"Evil disciple, you... do you want to choke me to death?" After being stuffed with half of Yi Chen's ginseng, the tall old man on the bed regained some vitality as if he had returned to the light.

"Evil disciple, where did this ginseng come from? Where did you get the money?" Bai Yunzi raised his eyebrows and asked in a serious tone.

"I sell Bawang chicken. I buy it from the drugstore." Yi Chen is well-behaved.jpg
"How much can you sell that shitty cock for?"

"The boss knows the goods and only sells products that are destined to be good." Well-behaved.jpg
"That's all, as long as it's not a crime, that's fine." The white-haired Taoist on the bed sighed, took a few bites of the ginseng, and felt a little better.

"Yi Chen, master is old, and now the Yin Qi has accidentally entered his body. Now the deadline is right in front of him. I will tell you a few words, and you must promise me."

The white-haired Taoist lay half-lying on the bed, looking directly at Yi Chen with burning eyes.

"Master, tell me."

"Now that the earth is undergoing strange changes and evil spirits are increasing, I fear that great chaos is not far away."

"I...after I die, you will be the new master of Yinlong Temple."

"Those junior brothers of yours are not as lively as you. You have to worry more about... taking on the responsibility of senior brother after I die."

"You have serious thoughts and dark hands. I have always known that once I leave, there will be no one to control you. You must promise me, but do good deeds and don't ask about your future. You must not commit crimes or commit crimes. You must serve them with virtue." People should practice benevolence and righteousness.”

Yi Chen nodded when he heard this: "Master, don't worry, I will take good care of my juniors, convince others with virtue, and practice benevolence and righteousness."

"it is good!"

The white-haired Taoist priest on the bed also smiled happily when he saw this, and then said with difficulty:
"For... to be my teacher... I only have two wishes before I die."

"One...the first is to enhance the reputation of My Hidden Dragon Temple so that the people will no longer be harmed by demons and ghosts."

"The second item is in the relics I left for you. After I die, you...you can check it yourself."

"I don't force these two things. If you can do it, do it. If you can't, put your life first. If necessary, you can abandon this Taoist temple. You and your junior brothers can just be ordinary people."

"It's just...it's a pity that none of the three of you brothers can awaken the 'spirituality' and cultivate my pure Yang true power to slay demons!"

The white-haired Taoist managed to finish the last sentence, then tilted his head and closed his eyes.

"Master, why did you leave~" Yi Chen couldn't help crying when he saw this scene. He held the master's body tightly in his arms, and the four brothers cried together. .

"Cough...cough cough"

"Ni... Tui, hold me so tightly, are you going to bully your master and destroy your ancestors? I'm just taking a rest."

"You...you are howling in mourning. If you want to howl, it will be time to howl."

The white-haired Taoist in Yi Chen's arms opened his eyes again, his face suddenly became rosy, and he straightened up. The red air began to flow out of his seven orifices, and finally escaped into the air.

Yi Chen knew that this time, the master had really reached his end, and he could not even lock the pure Yang magic power that he had cultivated in his body, and tears burst into his eyes.

The white-haired Taoist smiled and touched Yi Chen's cheek, then touched the faces of Qingyunzi and Qingfeng Mingyue one by one, and said kindly to everyone: "Idiot, how can anyone be immortal?"

"no party last forever."

"After my death, my body can be burned. There is no need to worry about anything. I, Bai Yunzi, came in vain and left in vain. I will live a life worthy of heaven and earth."

"Qingfeng, Mingyue, Qingyunzi, you...you must remember to listen to senior brother."

"It's a pity that you... you all... don't have 'spirituality'."

"Otherwise, we will definitely be able to keep our peace and truly pass on my mantle."

"Remember...remember, just do good deeds and don't ask about your future."

"Spiritual...spiritual."

At this time, a yellow leaf quietly fell from the jujube tree in the front yard.

The white-haired Taoist touched Yi Chen's cheek again, smiled and passed away while sitting upright on the bed.

(End of this chapter)