After flying about thirty miles, Zhang Wenfeng and the monk landed in a town at the foot of the mountain. Suddenly he remembered something and asked: "Master Fayuan, I want to ask a question. If no one takes care of a blessed land or a secret realm, will it collapse faster? "
Fa Yuan nodded: "Yes, just like a house that has been unoccupied for a long time, it is easy to fall into disrepair."
Zhang Wenfeng suddenly understood that Mo Ye asking him to take care of "Mo Ling You Jing" was not only a blessing, but also a responsibility. Mo Ye saw that he refused firmly both times, so he did not say more to him about the follow-up. .
On a snowy night in the middle of winter, the town was very quiet. Except for the rustling sound of the heavy snow falling on the ground, there was no barking of dogs.
The monk walked first to the inn where the orange lanterns were lit under the eaves. Without leaving a trace in the snow, he walked up the steps and pushed open the ajar wooden door. The creaking sound woke up the clerk in a green cotton-padded jacket who was napping behind the counter.
The cold wind blew in the hall and the heat dispersed. The waiter shivered, curled his neck and subconsciously said:
"Two guests..."
Seeing a round jade plaque with a Buddha image engraved on it in the hand of a thinly dressed young monk. Under the oil lamp, there was a circle of Buddha's light. The waiter completely woke up from his drowsiness. He stood up and bowed and saluted: "I have met the master. I am here. Tianzi, Dizi and Renzi guest houses all have surplus, may I ask if you need..."
Fayuan put away the jade plaque and said with a smile: "Di is guest courtyard."
Zhang Wenfeng closed the wooden door casually. He was a guest and he wanted to talk to the monk about many things.
The waiter glanced at the hourglass in the corner, and at three o'clock, he took out a copper key from the cabinet drawer, stretched out his hand in the direction of the corridor to greet, and led the two distinguished guests who came to rest late at night towards the dizi guest house in the west. He pretended not to notice the Taoist priest who was wearing a Taoist robe that looked very out of place, and he didn't ask any more questions.
If a Taoist priest suddenly came to the town in broad daylight, there would have been an uproar.
After settling the two guests, the waiter returned to the front room, made himself a pot of hot tea, and sat upright behind the counter.
Fayuan and Guanzhu Zhang sat down in the hall of the guest house, adding charcoal to make tea. Even though the monks are not afraid of the cold and heat, they do not like the north wind blowing in the mountains on cold days. The monk smiled and said: "Dao Zhang, do you have a change of robes on hand? If not, I will ask my assistant to buy a set of regular clothes tomorrow day. Walking around Dongping Prefecture wearing Taoist robes is more eye-catching and will easily attract onlookers."
To be precise, it will attract a group of people to attack.
More than five hundred years ago, Dongping Prefecture still belonged to the Dafan Dynasty, and was called "Xiping Prefecture" at that time. Later, the Dafan Dynasty was defeated, and the remaining Wu tribe forces in Xiping Prefecture took refuge in Daliang. For the sake of the acceptance of the local Wu clan in the Liang Dynasty, for more than five hundred years, Da Liang and Da'an fought numerous large and small wars on the borders of Dongping Prefecture and Chong Prefecture.
There are very few Taoist priests who dare to walk blatantly in Dongping Prefecture.
Every time, there will be vigorous pursuit and interception, which is more lively than a festival.
Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "I happen to have a set of regular clothes. When I go back to the room to rest later, I will change into this one."
Even if the monk doesn't remind him, he will change his robe and hair bun and follow the local customs. He will not fall into a situation where everyone is shouting and fighting and enemies are on all sides just for the sake of excitement.
Fa Yuan gave Zhang Guanzhu opposite a cup of tea and chatted: "When you have time later, Taoist Master, you can sacrifice the ancient coin of 'Eternal Life Wood Jieqian' first, and then take it with you. It will have some benefits for your practice." .”
Zhang Wenfeng asked with great interest: "Is there anything different about that ancient coin?"
Five elements used to interpret money more than 5,000 years ago. They are as follows: "Rain Master water interprets money, Immortal wood interprets money, Burning sky fire interprets money, Ten Thousand Realms Earth interprets money, and Gengli gold interprets money." Each has its own different uses. Listen to It is said that there are also thunder, wind and ice elements to unlock money, which are particularly rare.
It is said that it is made by adding rare materials to the golden body fragments of ancient gods. It must be a god who has absorbed incense for at least five hundred years. The remaining fragments are used as the main material to have special properties.
According to records in ancient books, in the Qing Dynasty of that era, there was no phenomenon of ebb and flow of spiritual energy. There was always spiritual energy in the whole world, and the secret realms of caves, heavens and blessed places emerged one after another. It was the best age for cultivating Taoism.
Eighth-level and ninth-level monks with great supernatural powers emerge in large numbers, and ancient gods are everywhere.
Later, there were several big battles. The battles between the great monks broke the mountains and rivers, and the cave collapsed, causing the spiritual energy to leak out, which attracted the interference of the immortal world. I don’t know what means were used, but Qingming’s world became what it is now in 500 years. The situation of spiritual energy's rotation has actually solved the dilemma of the extinction of cultivation seeds in the lower world.
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It also forces monks of the sixth level and above to ascend to the upper realm and not disturb the order of the lower realm.
Fa Yuan smiled and explained: "The 'Eternal Life Wood Jie Qian' in your hand was made by a Taoist senior. You can use Taoist techniques and spend a little time to refine it. The Rain Master Water Jie Qian you exchanged for me was made by a Taoist senior." It is very difficult for non-Buddhist monks to refine it, even if they both have water constitutions, and even if they are refined, they will not be able to bring out the magic in it."
He talked about a few general methods on how to identify ancient coins.
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and picked up the tea cup, holding it up to show respect.
The monk was determined and deliberately found an ancient coin that suited him, instead of using other ancient coins to fool him.
He also learned something useful. He took a sip of tea, put the tea cup back on the coffee table, and asked, "Master, do you know what the magical use of the 'Eternal Life Wood Jieqian' I have is?"
Thousands of years have passed, and there have been five more ebbs and flows of spiritual energy. There is not much money left in the world to understand the Five Elements.
Later generations of monks didn't know much about the use of the five elements to interpret money.
He is trying to use it by himself, why not ask a monk who knows a little bit about everything?
"I only know one thing. The 'Eternal Life Wood Jieqian' has a beneficial effect on the Taoist monks' breathing and breathing skills. You will know how much specifically when you try it. As for other magical effects, you have to slowly explore and discover them by yourself." .”
After the monk finished talking about a casual matter, he continued: "Taoist Master, you have been in seclusion in Blessed Land for nearly four years. Currently, there are many formation traps in the fifty-mile-wide battlefield between Dongping Prefecture and Chongzhou. Even third-level monks can't do it. It is difficult to come and go as freely as it was two years ago.
If the Taoist priest is in a hurry to go back, I will send you to the nearest Changbi City tomorrow and take the pass to Chongzhou. If you are not in a hurry, I will send you south to the Luobao Ridge Forest and take some long detours to avoid the Wu Clan. Monk, return to the territory of Da'an Dynasty. "
Zhang Wenfeng heard something and asked, "Did something big happen at the border?"
Otherwise, Monk Fayuan would not have spoken like this.
With his current level of cultivation, he could still cross the long border at night. Even if there were formation traps on the border, it would not be a problem for him. He would just need to spend more time.
Fa Yuan looked at the Taoist priest opposite and said slowly: "It's a common thing to fight on the border every now and then. There are no major wars happening at the moment. But you are very famous now. I heard a shocking news a year ago. The defender Sheng Burao, the third-level divination master Xie Chuan, and the third-level witch cultivator Ji Kugu, all three of them were killed by you, a little-known Taoist cultivator. It is said that the source of the news came from within the Da'an Dynasty.
The Witch Clan of the Great Liang Dynasty has issued a "Black Blood Killing Order" on you. Every day, a third-level fortune teller calculates your whereabouts. Several personal items you have used have already fallen into the hands of those fortune tellers. Therefore, if you appear in Changqiao City, you will attract a crazy pursuit from all the third-level shaman cultivators in the entire Great Liang Dynasty, and even trigger a war on the border between the two countries. "
Zhang Wenfeng felt horrified when he heard this. How could this happen?
No matter how powerful he is, he can't stop the pursuit of so many witch cultivators. What's even more tragic is that he is now living in the territory of the Great Liang Dynasty.
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