Taoist Master: I have a strange world

Chapter 5: Shocked to hear about Yin spirits, practice practice, and the meditation spell
  "what?"

Zhang Ling was shocked because he heard that the two people who came here claimed that there was a ghost in his home.

For Zhang Ling, he has not yet converted from modern thinking, and he did not expect that there is such a thing as Yin Ling.

and……

"They came directly to the temple to worship. Didn't they see me?"

"This may be the place where the old temple master stayed before. Now I'm here. I am an obviously young man. Haven't they seen the old temple master before?"

Zhang Ling had some doubts in his heart, but he still forced himself to calm down, thinking that he could not remain indifferent.

So, Zhang Ling pretended to be calm and asked: "What exactly happened?"

In front of the temple, an old man and a middle-aged man began to explain, and the matter was quickly explained clearly.

Three days ago, their home began to be haunted.

Zhang Ling thought helplessly, it was impossible for him to use Taoist methods to drive away ghosts, right?
  Suddenly, Zhang Ling thought of something on the old temple master.

Therefore, Zhang Ling could not remain indifferent to what was happening around him while he was standing in the temple.

"But...how can I solve this haunted thing? Should I go over and recite a spell?"

This power of worship from all the people is also the source of maintaining the strength of the Celestial Empire.

Through the inscriptions in the temple, he learned that every temple in the Celestial Dynasty had a duty to guard one side.

"This temple should be what the old temple master left behind."

"Look at the divine light!"

"Once you have mastered this method, you can observe the energy and see invisible and invisible things!"

Only in this way can it be worshiped by the people.

While Zhang Ling was thinking, the two men kowtowed again and begged Zhang Ling for help.

"In this case, I need to take on some responsibilities."

However, Zhang Ling raised his head.

Once this vertical vision divine light is cultivated, it can illuminate invisible and invisible things.

Zhang Ling was secretly shocked when he heard their explanation.

Come to think of it, the Yin spirits and the like are also among them.

Zhang Ling thought of a secret technique he had obtained from the old temple master's relics, and looked at the divine light.

Zhang Ling pondered.

"Is there really a ghost in this world?"

"Now that I am here, I have inherited the identity of the old temple master."

"But how can I handle this kind of thing?"

Things in the house often move automatically when there is no wind, and every night, strange sounds will be heard, and vague figures will be seen wandering in a trance.

"To practice gazing at the divine light, you also need to possess magic power."

"This "Tian Temple Circulation Qi Control Sutra" can just use this temple to cultivate magic power."

Zhang Ling lowered his head, looked at the two people in front of him who were waiting for a reply, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Okay, I already know. You go back and wait. Come back later."

Before there was no solution, all Zhang Ling could do was delay.

The old farmer asked anxiously: "Then...when can I come to invite the Taoist priest later?"

Zhang Ling looked outside and saw that the Golden Crow was slightly west, still in the afternoon.

"After sunset."

After dealing with these two people for the time being, Zhang Ling wiped his forehead and couldn't help but feel some pressure.

"It's really a ghost. How can I deal with it..."

Zhang Ling murmured and touched the equipment hidden in his Taoist robe.

"Electric baton? Pepper spray? Multifunctional outdoor knife?"

He shook his head, feeling that none of this was very reliable.

It's better to get a mahogany sword, it might be of some use.

After all, in the real world, the existence of Taomu Sword carries a lot of things and meanings. Maybe it will be of some use in this other world. But even with the peach wood sword, Zhang Ling didn't have the confidence.

He raised his head and saw the "Tian Temple Circulation Qi Control Sutra", and his heart gradually calmed down.

"Try this first to see if you can cultivate magic power."

"If it doesn't work, just figure out how to return to the real world."

Zhang Ling touched his chest.

He had noticed since the time he came here that the shadowless bronze mirror was stuck to his chest.

Since you can get here through the Shadowless Bronze Mirror, there must be a way to go back.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling is not so stressed anymore.

Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to escape.

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly responding to changes
  Exorcise evil spirits, protect life and body

Wisdom is clear and the mind is peaceful

The three souls are eternal, and the soul has no loss. "

With distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhang Ling subconsciously muttered the Meditation Mantra, the first of the Eight God Mantras.

This mantra is a morning and evening homework for those who practice Taoism. It is a mantra commonly used for practicing talismans and drawing talismans to purify the body and mind, eliminate distracting thoughts, and calm the mind. Zhang Ling recited it countless times.

As he muttered, Zhang Ling's heart gradually calmed down and there were no other distracting thoughts.

He sat cross-legged, his body relaxed, his muscles were not restrained, and his qi movement was not blocked. He only paid attention to the "Tian Temple Circulation Qi Control Sutra" memorized in his heart.

"With the temple as the root, all the qi circulates and condenses..."

For some reason, Zhang Ling only read "Tianmiao Circulation Qi Control Sutra" once, but remembered it deeply.

At this moment, I calmly think of it, word for word, and all the hidden meanings emerge one by one.

His mouth and nose breathed together, achieving a unique rhythm.

Gradually, Zhang Ling felt it.

Although his eyes were obviously closed, he felt the existence of the 'Tao Temple' outside him.

It was as if, amid the filth, the Taoist temple had turned into a screen.

Outside the sieve, there are all kinds of turbid and miscellaneous gases, which are sifted by the Taoist temple during normal circulation.

The last thing that entered the temple was the less filthy air, which was inhaled by Zhang Ling.

In this rhythmic breathing, Zhang Ling's feelings were extremely clear.

A little sense of Qi came out of his body, and slowly circulated in his body.

"Is this the magic of this world?"

Thoughts flashed through Zhang Ling's mind, some surprises, which also caused fluctuations in his mind.

Suddenly, the slowly condensing Qi in his body showed signs of dissipating, and even his breathing rhythm almost stopped.

Zhang Ling was slightly startled and realized that his heart was in turmoil. He immediately recited the Calming Mantra in his heart.

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly responding to changes
  Exorcise evil spirits and bind evil spirits, protect life and body. "

As he recited the Calming Mantra in his heart, Zhang Ling calmed down his mind again and returned to the rhythm of the "Tian Temple Circulation Qi Control Sutra".

As he breathed and inhaled, the energy in his body gradually circulated and grew slowly.

During this process, Zhang Ling felt clearly that every part of his body seemed to be changing under the influence of this magical power.

Until a certain time.

Zhang Ling felt it naturally.

Today's practice has reached its limit.

In other words, the temple he was in had reached its limit.

It's like the sieve is blocked and cannot filter out the dirty air.

All the filthy air poured into it, giving Zhang Ling a feeling that he would be in great danger if he absorbed it.

Zhang Ling stopped decisively and slowly opened his eyes, a look of wonder appeared on his face, and a trace of radiance flashed in his eyes.

"Is this mana?"

(End of this chapter)