The incense ash condensed into a small lump the size of a finger, and a complex and twisted pattern was vaguely visible on the surface.
This is a Dharma bag.
Fu Tiancheng, granted by the God of Lu.
Whether one can use the urn or not is an important difference between the status of the righteous and heretics.
According to Taoist teachings, only those who have been given the urn can be officially recognized by heaven. Those who have not been given the urn are all heretics, regardless of whether they are human or non-human.
This spirit has a Dharma on its body, which means that it has been granted a title and belongs to the righteous mountain god!
If heaven really existed, it would probably kill a heretic like me with a lightning strike to judge the conflict between us.
In a big city like Jincheng, which is located in a strategic area, I am really surprised that there is still a serious mountain god.
In that nationwide movement to cut down mountains and destroy temples under the leadership of the state, all demons and monsters were swept away, and all the rituals and rituals of the Tianshi Mansion were swept away, not to mention these gods of mountains, rivers and earth, who were the essence of spirits, monsters, and ghosts. Even the big temple could not escape the fate of having its statues destroyed and its temples destroyed.
Nowadays, even the righteous path no longer has the ability to consecrate people to gods.
The identity of this weird mountain god is very suspicious!
If it was sealed before, it means there are forces protecting it; if it is newly sealed, it means there are forces trying to restore the ability to enshrine and confer gods.
No matter what, this spirit belongs to an owner.
This can be a bit troublesome.
As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on its owner. If I chop it, it would be weird if it doesn't go back to its owner to complain.
I wrapped the Dharma basket with yellow paper and put it away carefully. After eating the breakfast brought by Bao Yuqin and seeing off Yang Xiaowen who was rushing to work, I immediately went to find Lao Cao.
When Lao Cao heard that I had cured a disease and cured a mountain god, he was also shocked. He looked at the incense ash dharma basket over and over again, and then said: "The dharma basket is quite complicated, even within the Fulu sect. It is also divided into several departments. Not many people understand this now. But if it were a serious conferment of gods, how could it dare to accept a sacrificed virgin as its wife? This is the standard practice of evil temples. Let the people who confer it know If you are the first one, you have to split it and take back the magic basket."
I was overjoyed when I heard that, "So you don't have to worry about it complaining?"
Lao Cao said expressionlessly: "He's just protecting his shortcomings. If I kill this monster, I won't delay coming back to trouble you. Monsters are generally not very good, you know."
I quickly asked: "You are always in four boats, and you have such a wide range of people. Can you help me think of a way?"
Lao Cao glared, "Go away, it's my damn duty to wipe your ass every day! You have to clean up the shit you made!"
I said sincerely: "The righteous way of doing things is more grand."
Lao Cao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He took out a small notebook from his pocket and squinted through it for a long time. Then he took out a pen and paper and wrote a note to me, "Go to this place to find the host. He is willing to do it." If you don’t want to help you, it depends on your own ability.”
I craned my neck to look at the small notebook in his hand, "You have such a strong connection. Four boats can't fit in it."
Lao Cao blocked me as if he were guarding against thieves, and carefully stuffed the small notebook back into his pocket, "This thing is a curse. No one will give it to me. I will take it into the stove and burn it together when I die. Get out of here."
I took the note and glanced at it. There was an address and a name.
High sky view.
The address is also in Mumo Mountain. On the left is the nationally famous Falin Temple, and on the right is the nationally known Xuanqing Temple. However, I have never heard of this Gaotian Temple, and its name does not look like a serious Taoist temple. .
But since Lao Cao recommended it, I guess he has a reason.
I put the note in my pocket and returned to the yard. Just as I was about to go in, I saw someone had moved the mailbox hanging on the door. When I opened it, I saw a copy of the postage lying inside.
The post was posted by Sanli Jiao.
I would like to inform fellow members in Jincheng that Sanlijiao is unable to continue to expand its missionary work in Jincheng due to the busy schedule of the general forum. It has decided to withdraw from Jincheng and will now sell the assets purchased locally. Interested colleagues are welcome to come to discuss and consult.
Just as he was watching, a Poussin drove over and stopped in front of the courtyard. A young and sturdy man got out of the car. He stepped forward and held a thin hard-shell book with both hands. He spoke with a mouthful of Taipu and said, "Mr. Zhou, By the order of the Master of Justice, I will give you an asset manual as a gift. If you are interested, you can have priority to purchase it after the five old immortals have selected it."
In Jincheng Jianghu, nothing can be done without avoiding the Dixianhui. If the Sanli Sect wants to sell its assets, the five old immortals from the Dixianhui must choose first. The five old immortals will pick the rest before it can be the turn of others. , they have now given me the right of first refusal under the old immortal master, showing enough sincerity in reconciliation. On the surface, it is to ensure a smooth exit from Jincheng and no more complications, but in fact, it is to target me before they leave. He used his actions as cover to paralyze my vigilance.
But with such a thing, at least until all the assets are sold off, they will never attack me, but they will give me more time to respond and make arrangements.
I took the booklet without reading it, and said to the man: "The Three Principles Sect is really well-deserved. It is authentic and meticulous in its work. No wonder it has been so popular for a while. Thank you husband for me. I accept this kindness and don't want any of the things. I A poor guy can't afford such a big property."
But the man said: "Justice Master knows that you have a weak foundation and can't afford a large purchase, so he specially marked a few things for you that don't cost money, such as spiritual retreats. It took a lot of effort to build the church in the first place. No, If you want to, just throw it away, as long as someone is willing to take it over. The old immortals are not interested in these items. If you like it, just go over and talk about it in the next two days."
After saying that, he bowed, took two steps back, returned to the car, and drove away.
I smiled, lit a fire, and burned the book clean.
When I returned to the room, I stood for a while while no one came for consultation, which was enough to make up for half of my morning lessons. As for meditating and practicing Qi after the hour, there was nothing I could do to make up for it.
As soon as I finished standing, before I could sit down, someone came to the door.
I looked through the window and saw that this was not the same big wavy curls as last night. I was still wearing a coat and cheongsam that showed off my figure. I just changed the outfit. My face was thickly powdered, but I could still see some light bruises. .
When she got to the door, she knocked politely and entered the house. She was about to say hello, but when she saw it was me, she couldn't help but froze for a moment. Then she smiled and said, "It turns out to be you. This is really fate. Thank you so much for last night." .”
After saying that, he took off his coat, threw it on the sofa, and bowed to me respectfully.
Good guy, this cheongsam still has sleeves, a thin layer, tightly hugging the body, the slit almost reaches the waist, the snow-white thighs are so shining, and not even stockings are worn. This is really anti-freeze!
With a straight face, I ignored her, sat back behind the consultation table, and asked, "Are you here for consultation, or are you here to go to the sea? There is no need to get close to each other for consultation, just come and sit."
Da Baolian twisted his waist, walked over and sat diagonally in front of the consultation table, leaned forward, put his chest and arms on the table, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou, I'm here to consult."
