The world of Taoism

Chapter 83 Goodbye
Saying:

In the past, in the blue sky at the beginning of the beginning, singing in the blue sky, floating in the land of Li, receiving the immeasurable top grade of people from the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.Yuanshi Tianzun should say that it is the scriptures, and he will go back and forth ten times in order to call the ten directions...

The Zhou family, in a quiet room.

Zhou Xuan recited the scriptures of saving people in a low voice.

After reading it once, I immediately feel refreshed and comfortable.

I feel that my whole mind has been washed away, and the originally suppressed heart is much clearer.

The Durenjing is called the head of the Daojing, and the origin and flow of all dharmas must have its special features.

The Durenjing is divided into 61 volumes, and each volume has a special magical function.

Now Zhou Xuan is reciting the first volume, which is similar to the general outline.

Although there are no specific skills or spells, it also has a very powerful magical effect.

Every time Zhou Xuan recited it, his spirit became much more stable.

The four bridges in my mind go straight to the sky, connecting to the unknown dark depths.

It turned out that Zhou Xuan had to suffer from the intrusion of mysterious mysteries every day.

Once you use too many spells, you will feel the coercion in the dark.

This kind of hidden thing put a lot of pressure on Zhou Xuan.

It was full of contradictions, and just thinking about it gave me an inexplicable headache and excruciating pain.

Now that he has the Duren Jing, Zhou Xuan feels much better.

"But don't take it lightly..." Zhou Xuan thought in his heart.

The great thing about Durenjing lies in the general outline, because it is the general outline, Zhou Xuan's current level can't comprehend it at all.

Zhou Xuan had a faint feeling that in the end, with the growth of his cultivation base and the profound comprehension of spells, he would definitely be unable to suppress it.

If one wants to avoid being infected by demons, the first thing is to understand the scriptures, but it is obvious that Zhou Xuan really does not have this strength, and it is estimated that only those who have mastered the Tao.

For example, Lu Dongbin, Zhang Daoling, Wang Chongyang, etc., can only be thoroughly comprehended by the patriarchs of the school.

If Zhou Xuan had that level, and deduced specific methods through the general outline, he would have dominated the world long ago.

At most only a little understanding.

Therefore, it is still necessary to constantly comprehend the way of heaven, improve your strength, and obtain the latest scriptures, so that you can continue to practice.

Moreover, the five thunders method has not yet been deduced to inherit, Zhou Xuan also wants to deduce the inheritance of this spell.

After training, Zhou Xuan boarded the carriage and went to Jingtiansi, the county seat.

Arriving at the majestic Jingtiansi gate, Zhou Xuan walked in.

"A rare visitor!" Zhang Bo was lying lazily on the pavilion.

The most idle person in this world is probably someone like Zhang Bo.

I get a high salary every year, but I don’t have to do anything. I bask in the sun all day and don’t have to do anything.

"Uncle Zhang, long time no see." Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

"Unexpectedly, the young man who was ignorant back then has grown into a master of his own..." Uncle Zhang sighed.

Zhou Xuan's growth rate is obvious to Zhang Bo.

It used to be just an ordinary psychic, but now it is an induction, and it also killed a master of concentration.

Although this master of concentration is no longer at the peak of the past, it is not something ordinary people can afford.

The mandrill controlled by others alone is comparable to an army of hundreds or thousands of people.

Zhou Xuan didn't know how to cut people off the horse, which Uncle Zhang admired very much.

"Should it be adjusted up now?" Zhang Bo asked.

"That's why." Zhou Xuan nodded, and then expressed his doubts.

Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "Actually, it's not as strict as you imagined, and it wasn't 100 years ago."

100 years ago, the Jingtian Si family had a great career, masters were like clouds, and fierce generals were like rain.

There are also tens of thousands of iron cavalry like Dinghai Shenzhen. Which master dares to face the edge?
At that time, Jing Tiansi did not engage in martial arts.

Set fire to the mountain and eat all over the sky with one move, and if it doesn't work, a thousand arrows will be fired.

No matter how powerful a master is, he can't escape these two axes.

The times are different now, Jingtian is weak, many masters have fallen, and the glory of the past has long been lost.

Counties and counties still play a mediating role in the middle, and the restrictions are generally not high.

The main thing is that it belongs to the government in name.

Sometimes there are even quotas for killing people. No one cares about how many people die every year because of practicing spells.

However, there are still certain requirements. One case must be resolved within three years, otherwise it will be disqualified.

And if you live in the mansion for a long time, you need one case a year to qualify.

"It seems that the requirements are not high." Zhou Xuan thought in his heart.

There are [-] counties in Jiangnan County. On average, it happens once every two or three years in a county. If it is a large county, it may happen once a year.

In fact, life is also leisurely, and no one cares about it.

After all, this is the only function of Jing Tiansi. After losing the supervisory power, he can only deal with the business of ghosts and gods.

Zhou Xuan said goodbye to Uncle Zhang.

Before leaving, Uncle Zhang said meaningfully: "When you go to the county mansion, you must be careful. There is no right or wrong in everything. There is no distinction between black and white. The world is often darker than demons and ghosts. Some things just turn a blind eye. "

"What Uncle Zhang said..." Zhou Xuan was a little puzzled.

"I mean, be careful of your colleagues. Demons and ghosts are in the open, and we can often deal with them; colleagues are ghosts dressed in demons, be careful of them..." Zhang Bo closed his eyes after finishing speaking.

Uncle Zhang was leaning on the chair, wearing relatively thin clothes, and he could see a series of indistinct bulges on his back and chest.

Zhou Xuan remembered the rumors that Uncle Zhang had gone into a demon and killed his family members.

However, upon hearing Zhang Bo's words just now, Zhou Xuan felt a little skeptical. Could it be that Zhang Bo really killed him?
...

Ten days later, a white pigeon flew into Zhou's house.

Zhou Xuan took the guards and He Yingning and set off in a carriage.

I have only been to the county twice in my life, the first time was to kill people, and the second time to take office.

The mood was different both times.

After he went there to understand the situation, Zhou Xuan could consider moving to the county town.

In Wannian County, only a part of the staff is left to run the family business.

Two days later, Zhou Xuan's carriage arrived outside the city.

The tall city gates are crowded with people, and the mighty soldiers on both sides check the pedestrians entering and leaving the city.

"Stop coming, get out of the car and check."

Two soldiers came over with steel guns in hand.

"Monday, take out the official documents." Zhou Xuan's voice came from inside.

Since taking a new name, Zhou Xuan has been unable to correct his original habits.

In the end, I gave up. There is an internal name, and outsiders use the name or code name, and I am too lazy to change it.

Zhou Zhou and others took out the official documents.

"Meet your lord."

The two soldiers said respectfully, and then let them go.

When passing by the two soldiers, Zhou Xuan's voice came from inside.

"Check what?"

"Check smuggling and contraband. There has been a lot of smuggling of salt lately."

A familiar voice came from the side.

Zhou Xuan opened the curtain, and beside him was a man in black riding a horse, wearing a black hunting suit, with a long sword across his waist, outlining a heroic figure.

A pair of eyes are extremely sharp, like a drawn sword.

"Fu Jian! Long time no see." Zhou Xuan said in surprise, "Where have you been all this time?"

"Investigating some things, so I couldn't go to help."

Fu Jian got off his horse and came to Zhou Xuan's side, whispering, "It's a good kill, that guy is a hermaphrodite, I've seen him upset, it's fine if he dies."

"Let's go, I'll wash you off." Fu Jian quickly got on his horse.

……

(Stop trolling about Jingtiansi, whoever told you to kill people will definitely take care of it? Killing by monsters is no different from killing people by plague, robbers, and disasters. If demons are powerful, then support Jingtiansi. If Jingtiansi is powerful, then Just suppress it. What you want is balance, what you want is profit. They are all people who came here after nine years of obligation. Aren’t there many similar things in history?)
　Thanks to Flying Bird Lantern, Qian Xu, Three Gorges in Shu, Manjuan Book Pages, Gui Tianrong, my young man of Ming Dynasty for their rewards.

　　
　
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