First Class Taoist Gate

　　　　 Zhang Lihua was taken aback when he heard the words: "I have heard of Taoist practice, and all of them are the real secrets of the law. The young gentleman actually has a thousand books of Taoism. Isn’t it blaming me?"

　　 Zhang Bairen smiled without saying a word, and continued to pick up the knife and gently cut the bamboo stick in his hand.

　　 Looking at the flat and wide bamboo sticks, Zhang Lihua looked curious: "Could it be that the little sir is making spiritual sticks?"

　　 "When I go out in the future, if I don't have money, I can still have a bite of food." Zhang Bairen joked Zhang Lihua.

　　 Zhang Lihua covered her mouth and chuckled: "The little gentleman said and laughed. The little gentleman is a gift of heaven and man, how can he fall to that point."

　　 "Although I do not belong to Taoism, I have inherited the Taoist orthodoxy, and I should be a qualified **** stick when I do everything in a comprehensive way."

　　 Zhang Bairen’s white finger knife is like an elf, dancing happily, but within a few breaths, a bamboo stick has been formed.

　　Bamboo is not ordinary bamboo. It is bamboo that has lived for hundreds of years. The emerald green is like jade. Zhang Lihua took it in his hand and polished it carefully. Zhang Bairen took the opportunity to hone his sword energy.

　　 "My concubine has heard that there are countless cloud mirrors in this world, and I don't know which kind of cloud mirror the young gentleman wants to make" Zhang Lihua looked at the bamboo sticks in Zhang Bairen's hand, showing curiosity.

　　 "The bamboo stick I made is called: Futian Guangsheng Ruyi Lingjian" Zhang Bairen looked at the bamboo road in his hand.

　　 "I don't know where Ruyi Guangsheng is?" Zhang Lihua polished the bamboo stick and glanced at Zhang Bairen.

　　 Zhang Bairen lowered his head and cut the bamboo stick carefully: "You are not a Taoist, you don't understand if you tell me."

　　 After a short while, one hundred and twenty spirit sticks were cut, and Zhang Lihua was polishing it carefully. Zhang Bairen picked up a bamboo stick at random, and then the sword was horizontally and horizontally blessed on the knife in his hand. A line of clear small characters was instantly carved out.

　　 Zhang Bairen's words are not pretty, but they are definitely not ugly.

　　 first up

　　 The construction of virtue, Yuan Henry Zhen. Gentleman body Yan, Chen Jilijing.

　　 Zhang Bairen is just a dozen breaths, already carved. Zhang Lihua took the spiritual lottery, looked at it curiously for a while, and then said: "Little sir, I don't know what the lottery means here."

Zhang Bairen lowered his head to engrave the spiritual fortune, and said casually: "Occupy the yin and sunny. The silkworms are harvested, and the graves are auspicious. The six animals are prosperous and the pedestrians stand there. If you meet expensive, you can travel. If you build a good luck, the disease will heal. If you lose it, you will be happy in production. You will be caught and theft will be reaped. We will be blessed by prayer. , Should be numbered one to five and seven, and when the year, month, and day of the Haimao are not in, the position is due east."

　　 Zhang Lihua was holding the bamboo stick when he heard the words, and looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of eyes: "I met the little gentleman, and the little gentleman is a distinguished concubine."

　　 Zhang Lihua's eyebrows are picturesque, which is indeed affectionate. Zhang Bairen stopped and looked at Zhang Lihua: "It's because you have good luck, you have a destiny with me."

　　 The two were cutting bamboo sticks in the study. Zhang’s mother visited once and saw that they were playing Zhenghuan. They didn’t bother much. With Zhang Lihua’s help to ‘bring the children’, Zhang’s mother felt a lot more relaxed.

After Zhang Bairen carved the second spiritual fortune, he looked at the bamboo tube on one side, cut off a section at random, and slightly modified it, then carved the "Futian Guangsheng Ruyi Lingjian" on the bamboo tube, and handed the bamboo tube to Zhang Lihua. : "After the spirit sign is polished, it is placed in this bamboo tube."

　　 Zhang Lihua nodded when he heard the words, and cleverly put the spirit sign in.

　　 It is easy to make bamboo sticks, but it is a lot of work to carve one hundred and twenty spiritual sticks. Zhang Bairen has to take care of his practice.

　　 "I said little sir, why haven't you seen you in these few days" shouted from the Taoist priest of Baiyun outside the gate, and the man began to sit still, looking at the bamboo building of Zhang Bairen's house, and shouting from the gate.

　　 Zhang Bairen glanced at Zhang Lihua: "Find a veil."

　　 looked at the Taoist priest outside the gate after speaking, "Come in."

　　 With Zhang Bairen's permission, the Taoist Baiyun immediately beamed with joy. He hurriedly pushed open the door, climbed up the bamboo building, got into the house, looked at Zhang Lihua, who was elegant and quiet, and the Taoist was taken aback: "I have seen Madam."

　　 "I really didn't expect that the lady is so young, and only a character like the lady can give birth to a ghost like a little gentleman" Taoist Baiyun said respectfully.

Zhang Lihua covered her mouth and chuckled, Zhang Bairen's face suddenly turned black: "This is not my mother. My mother doesn't want to see the magic stick. If my mother sees you, she won't have a good face. This was brought back from the road that day. Zhang's, called: Lihua."

　　 Zhang's?

　　Taoist was taken aback, looked up and down at Zhang Lihua, turned her head quickly, and said with a sorrow: "I would have taken the Taoist priest to me that day, but it was cheaper for you boy."

　　 Zhang Bairen glared at Taoist Baiyun: "Don't talk about Meng Lang."

　　 Taoist priest smiled, his old face reddened: "My mouth just can't control it."

　　 While talking, he looked at the dexterous knife in Zhang Bairen's hand with a pair of eyes, as if he was dancing, as if he was a fairy.

　　 "Mr. Xiao's Taoism is really good, swordsmanship has entered the state of transformation, I don't know what kind of fortune is carved by Mr. Taoist, I also know a little about the technique of spiritual fortune" Baiyun Taoist curious.

　　 Zhang Bairen lowered his head, did not speak, too lazy to pay attention to the broken mouth Taoist, Zhang Lihua on one side opened the mouth and said: "It is Futian Guangsheng Ruyi Spirit Sign."

　　 "Futian Guangsheng Ruyi Lingqi? Never heard of it!" Baiyun Taoist priest shook his head, but then he was taken aback: "It's not right, I seem to have heard this name somewhere."

Zhang Bairen rolled his eyes. True Monarch Lingji was only recorded at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. Now in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, this old man actually said that he had heard of it. After thousands of years, if it wasn't for his own qigong skills, he had to A sword struck him.

　　 "Come on, I'll help you. I often do the polishing of the fortune, and I am familiar with it." Taoist Baiyun picked up the fortune and unceremoniously began to quickly polish it back and forth.

　　 Zhang Bairen acquiesced and did not block.

It took two or three days like this. On that day, Zhang Bairen had just carved a bamboo stick, but he saw Zhang’s mother pushing the door and walking in. At first glance, he saw the Taoist priest Baiyun. The whole person was bad in an instant. He picked up one side. Zhumu hit the Baiyun Taoist priest: "Where did you cheat and drink the gods' sticks, you dare to come to my house and harass you, and see if I will not kill you today."

　　"Madam, please! Madam, please!" Baiyun Taoist priest squirmed, seeing Mother Zhang reluctant to forgive, and instantly rushed out of the door and escaped.

　　 Looking at Zhang Bairen and Zhang Lihua, Mother Zhang found that she was a little gaffe, and she smiled embarrassingly: "I was deceived by the smelly Taoist ~www.readwn.com~ when I saw this group of pretending ghosts, I couldn't help being angry."

　　 After finishing talking, Mother Zhang looked at Zhang Bairen earnestly: "In the future, you will have less contact with these male thieves and female prostitutes. All of these Taoist priests are fraudsters. The real masters of high merit are hard to find in the world."

　　 Zhang Bairen nodded: "Mother, don't worry, the child will never interact with this fraudster."

　　 "Lihua, keep your eyes on this kid, if you see this kid interacting with the Taoist priest, you just punch him in the ass" Zhang Mu gave Zhang Lihua a glance and turned away.

　　 Zhang Lihua blushed, took off the veil, and looked at Zhang Bairen with a pair of wonderful eyes: "Little Mr.'s mother really doesn't want to see the Taoist priest, and I don't know how the priest has offended her."

　　Speaking of this, Zhang Lihua said: "Madam doesn't know that you have stepped into the door?"

　　 Zhang Bairen nodded: "Secrecy, I always told my mother that I was a martial artist."

　　 Zhang Lihua chuckled, and couldn't help squeezing Zhang Bairen's face: "You kid, you are very cunning."

Seeing the white and flawless face close at hand, Zhang Bairen was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head to carve a bamboo stick: "Whether it is martial arts or cultivating, the ruler is longer and the inch is shorter, and its role is irreplaceable. "

　　 "The opening up of territories depends on warriors. But protecting the country and catching ghosts depends on Taoist priests. The existence of Taoist priests and warriors complement each other instead of conflicting. There are special skills in the art industry, and nothing more." Zhang Bairendao.

　　 "It's a good art industry has a specialization, the young Taoist priest is a great talent" Zhang Lihua praised.

　　 Zhang Bairen raised his head and looked at Zhang Lihua: "I passed your tactics yesterday, did you remember them all?"

　　 Zhang Lihua smiled awkwardly when he heard the words, and said coquettishly: "The concubine is dull, and the trick is complicated. I can't remember it for a while. The little man will give me some more time."