Chapter 140 Qianqi (Part 2)

In the territory of Dali, all the gods of mountains and rivers enshrined by the imperial court are nothing more than a clay statue and a temple in the eyes of the people. Even the great gods of the Five Mountains are like this, without exception.

But if it is in Dongbaopingzhou outside Dali, let alone the great river gods like Tiefu River in Longquan and Chongdan River in Hongzhu Town, I am afraid it is like Hepo in Longxuxi River. As long as a non-famous deity can establish a good relationship with the local government and there are no powerful Immortal sects nearby, they can build a landscape mansion openly and honestly. The specifications of the mansion are no different from those of the Huang Zi Gongqing of the secular court, or even more. Of.

The Hanshi River Water God, as one of the few gods in Huangting Kingdom, spent many years building a hanging "big water" on a section of the Hanshi River where there are no towns within a hundred miles. "The luxurious mansion with a plaque covering an area of ​​1,000 acres. It was only announced to the outside world that the owner of this place was the Chu family, the founding father of Huang Tingguo. The descendants of the Chu family were wealthy and wealthy, and they had this huge business. In fact, the real owner is Hanshi Jiang Zhengshen.

Tonight the mansion is brightly lit, with birds singing and dancing, and glasses of wine mingling among each other.

The house is filled with wealth and honor.

There are ever-burning lamps hung on both walls. These are also rare treasures in the mountain mansion. The price is not the lamps with exquisite shapes, but the drop of ambergris. Everlasting lamps are mostly used in places such as emperors' secret chambers and mausoleums. They only need an ordinary candle, and then put a drop of lamp oil taken from the oil of the deep-sea amber whale on the wick. If the quality of the ambergris is good enough, the lamp can last for hundreds of years, and The fragrance lasts for a long time and can calm the mind, not inferior to the best sandalwood.

There is a man in green robe sitting high on the throne, holding a white jade wine cup, shaking it gently. The wine is golden yellow and thick and fragrant.

There is a circular patch embroidered on the chest of the man's robe, which is a golden dragon.

The twenty-odd guests in the hall who came from afar are all practitioners with good status. However, they still appeared to be courteous and courteous to this man in green robes, with occasional expressions in their eyes and expressions. A trace of fear is not just as simple as the guest respecting the host.

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Qiulu Inn.

Inside the house, the boy in white had been gone for a long time. With the bright light, Chen Pingan finished carving the first white jade hairpin and looked up at Li Huai who was lying on the opposite side. "Would you rather carve the two characters Li Huai or Huai Yin? If you carve a name, it would be like Baoping and Shou." One, simple and clear, Huaiyin has a little meaning."

Li Huai was worried, and after hearing the words, he smiled and said, "It's up to you."

Chen Ping'an picked it up. That black jade hairpin, "How about using this one? The color matches Sophora japonica better."

Li Huai nodded, then mustered up the courage to ask: "Chen Pingan, are you going to do it because of this?" If you are angry, just punch Lin Shouyi to death? I think even though Lin Shouyi has become a qi practitioner, if he fights with you, I guess it will only be a matter of one or two punches. Actually, Lin Shouyi is His temper is a bit bad, he is more boring and has more bent intestines than us, but he doesn’t have any bad intentions..."

Chen Pingan couldn't laugh or cry, "What are you thinking? How could I fight with Lin Shouyi."

Li Huai timidly added, "What if Lin Shouyi takes the initiative to fight with you, Chen Pingan, come to You can take action when the time comes, just teach him a lesson. Remember not to strike too harshly. Lin Shouyi is a kid from a rich family. He is not rough-skinned like me. He will be fine with being beaten a few times by Li Baoping. I think he often I can't afford to fight."

Chen Ping'an didn't know how to explain some things about people's hearts, so he had to say: "I will pay attention."

Li Huai was completely relieved now. With a smile on his face, he stood up and ran to the small bookcase, took out the painted puppet and the silver ingot, sat down at the table, let the puppet step on the silver ingot, and asked casually: "Lin Shouyi told me before, Every state, county, and city in the world will build a City God's Pavilion in accordance with the etiquette established by Confucianism for the dynasty. The county town will have a City God's temple. County guards and county magistrates, such as parents and officials, will shepherd and guard the earthly side. The City God is responsible for security in the underworld and patrols the jurisdiction. , to prevent evil spirits from causing trouble secretly. Chen Ping'an, you said that the City God's Temple we went to before was so big, and it was located in the city. Why should it not be called the City God's Pavilion? After wandering around the Chenghuang Temple for so long during the day, could it be that we have actually met the Chenghuang Lord, but we just didn't recognize him?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "You have to ask Cui Dongshan about this."

Li Huai shook his head vigorously, "I don't like that guy, he's so weird and weird."

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In a room , two girls, one big and one small, sat opposite each other with an oil lamp separated by them. One was wiping the bamboo flute, and the other was clasping her hands on her chest, looking at them eagerly.

The little girl in the red cotton jacket said: "Thank you, you like to snore at night, and your snoring is like thunder. I sleep in my tent at night, so far away from you, I can hear you."

The swarthy girl raised her head and smiled: "Sorry, I don't snore when I sleep."

Li Baoping raised an eyebrow, "How do you know you don't snore when you sleep?"

Li Baoping He raised his chin high and asked, "Do you have a small bookcase?"

Thank you beyond words.

The little girl who finally came back victorious took out the pile of books from the bookcase and started reading at night. It was her favorite landscape travel book, which wrote about strange mountains and rivers, and mountains. Ghosts and ghosts, writing about scholars and fox fairies. The little girl looked attentively, sometimes frowning, sometimes feeling enlightened, sometimes jumping for joy, sometimes being stunned.

Thank you all, I subconsciously stretched out a finger and gently touched the edge of my cheek.

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Lin Shouyi sat in the small pavilion with his eyes closed, calmly concentrating, breathing in and out, carefully feeling the "water flow" between heaven and earth, the big waves washing through the sand, taking in the Remove the essence and dross, remove the essence of water vapor that seems to be drifting around the well,Little by little, pick them up one by one and put them into the acupoints.

Even if there was a lot of noise coming from the old well, the young man remained indifferent. Fortunately, the target of the ghosts and ghosts floating out of the well was obviously not him, Lin Shouyi, and the two sides did not interfere with each other.

The "Langlang Book on the Clouds" that Lin Shouyi saw at first sight on Qidun Mountain is a Taoist secret book on the practice of the Five Thunder Dharma. It involves the specific practice of the lower five realms, with only some general and The general language he talked about was very effective in the hands of Lin Shouyi, who was good at calculation and deduction.

Soon, several qi palaces in Lin Shouyi felt a swelling feeling. Lin Shouyi was still unwilling to give up. He traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, and had never felt such a strong clear spirit breath. Lin Shouyi didn't want to miss it. Half an hour later, Lin Shouyi's face was rosy, like a hungry ordinary person who didn't know how to control himself when faced with big fish and meat, and ate to his fullest in one breath.

Suddenly someone slapped Lin Shouyi on the shoulder. Lin Shouyi burped and exhaled a breath of turbid air. It was truly turbid air, filthy and fishy. The uninvited guest quickly waved his snow-white sleeves, Dispelling the acquired filthy odor, he complained: "You guys are really cowardly, aren't you afraid of pushing yourself to death?"

Lin Shou was stunned and said doubtfully: "Qi practitioners absorb and hide in the world The more spiritual energy between them, the better?"

The boy in white said angrily: "As Xie said, how can one wine glass hold a thousand pounds of wine? According to your statement, the more the better, the more the better. You guys have already swallowed up all the spiritual energy in the world. Where are the opportunities for other Qi practitioners? Of course, you have to dig out as many caves as possible to absorb as much spiritual energy as possible."

The young man in white sat cross-legged and looked at the old well where the spiritual energy was rising. However, this ethereal picture of immortal energy could only be seen by the Qi practitioners or martial arts masters who entered the room. For ordinary people, even if they stick their heads into the well, they just feel cooler than elsewhere.

The young Cui Zhang turned around and smiled: "I saved your life, how about you lend me a talisman? It's a loan, and I will pay it back in the future."

Lin Shou He hesitated for a moment.

The young Cui Shan twitched his lips, "Don't worry, it's not the four most precious ones, it's just a very good, but not the best, gold powder talisman."

Lin Shou nodded and said, "Okay."

Cui Chan snapped his fingers, slipped out a golden talisman from Lin Shou's arms, and fell into his palm. Cui Chang lowered his head and looked at it with admiration in his eyes.

The talisman paper is one of the foundations of the Taoist branch of the Fu Lu Sect. The common talisman paper in the world is yellow mounted paper, and the next layer up is the hard yellow paper called "Huang Xi" Paper is commonly used by Taoists all over the world.

There are also some special cases, such as the cyan talisman paper with the reputation of "after the rain, the sky is sunny", and some colorful talisman papers, many of which are specially made by the emperor and others, and are often used to festivalAt that time, the ministers of civil and military affairs were rewarded, and ordinary wealthy families could not buy them no matter how rich they were.

Taoist talismans are generally used for drawing talismans. Taoist talismans are the authentic and fundamental talismans in the world and are known as the ancestral line of many talismans. However, the talisman paper is not necessarily limited to paper such as yellow paper. Taoist immortals and land gods can draw talismans out of thin air and create a talisman without the need for actual talisman paper. Military strategists also have characters for killing and suppressing, and Confucianism also has scripture content. Compared with military strategists, it is a little more complicated, and the fonts are mostly in block letters. The regular script is divided into the fonts of seven or eight calligraphy masters, and there are many sayings such as "Ba Zheng" and "Zheng Jiu". Buddhism is famous for its seals. Although there are some talismans, they are relatively rare.

Lin Shouyi asked curiously: "What magic power is this?"

Cui Chan carefully put the gold powder talisman into his sleeve and said casually: "Wait until you arrive. You will understand when you reach the middle five realms. At that time, the Qi practitioner can condense his mind into heart strings. The level of Taoism and the depth of cultivation will determine the number and thickness of the heart strings. This is what is called "removing objects from the air."

Lin Shouyi is now at the pinnacle of the third level of Qi Practitioner. In just a few months, he has reached such a rapid pace that he can reach the sky in one step.

Not only because the young man was born to practice Taoism, but also because of A Liang’s bottle of wine.

Rich people like to buy big snakes from woodcutters in the mountains, cut open the bile and mix it into wine, which has amazing medicinal effects.

So one can imagine the mystery contained in the medicinal wine soaked in the demon elixir of an ascended demon.

The young man in white stood up and said with a smile: "A Liang is your guide for practicing Taoism and mountain climbing. You must cherish this opportunity. If you don't cherish it, I will..."

Lin Shou asked bluntly: "What will happen?"

The young man in white changed his statement and said with a smile: "I will be unhappy."

The original statement of young Cui Chan was "I will kill you."

After Lin Shouyi's bulging feeling gradually faded away, he began to close his eyes and concentrate again, using his body to hide the wind and gather water to build his own bridge of immortality.

The boy in white tiptoed, jumped out of the pavilion, walked towards the old well, and twisted the gold powder talisman borrowed from Lin Shouyi between his fingers.

Lin Shouyi shouted in a low voice: "Cui Dongshan, what are you going to do?!"

With a playful smile on his face, the boy in white walked to the mouth of the well and faced the forest in the pavilion. Watching the day, the young Cui Han raised his two fingers, gently shook the talisman between his fingers, stepped back, and slid into the well. At the same time, he silently said: "Avoid the water."