As soon as Ding Chengli finished speaking, a calamity fire surged up in his palm, and in a moment, the two masses of calamity ashes were imprinted on the gold tiles, both of which were dark gold in color, reproducing the shape of a monk.
The two golden tiles shook in the sky, and a faint cloud immediately appeared. Two vague demon monks slowly emerged and bowed to Ding Chengli in a very respectful manner.
Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao looked at each other, and the same thought came to their minds: "Although these two demon monks made of clouds have erratic shapes, and there are no gold lines to outline them, they are the same as the cloud snake and fog tiger on the red gold sword. It’s so similar, it’s impossible to say that the snake and the tiger were also imprinted in this way!”
"A rare treasure like the Red Gold Sword, which can rival a second-level monk and prosper a family, is nothing more than a piece of tile that can be easily refined by a truly powerful person!"
At this moment, even Wei Bao knew something was wrong and realized that the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace in front of him was a powerful enemy that neither he nor his benefactor could resist.
In a flash of thought, his eyes narrowed, and for the first time he disobeyed Qi Jingzhi's wishes. Instead of retreating, he stood in front of the young man. His lips moved and he whispered: "My dear friend, leave quickly!"
Having said that, the Wei family's single seedling made a move to pounce towards Ding Chengli, but just as he took one foot out, he felt his waist tighten and his whole body was pulled backwards off the ground.
A look of astonishment appeared on Wei Bao's face when he heard the young man beside him say decisively: "It's enough for others to stand in front of me, but you can't!"
After saying this, Qi Jingzhifu lowered his voice and said: "It's not time to fight, the sky will fall but there will be someone taller to hold it up!"
As he spoke, several golden threads quietly emerged from Qi Jingzhi's fingertips with the help of the cover of Wei Bao's body, and coiled themselves into a ball on the hazy background of the palm of his right hand, weaving a copper coin shape with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside.
This copper coin shines with golden light, and a four-character inscription is slowly outlined in the blank space on the face of the coin: "Beware of the enemy."
Qi Jingzhi turned his palm, and on the back of his hand there was also a gold wire copper coin that was rapidly taking shape. The inscription also read four words: "Remove evil and eliminate disaster."
If these two gold-threaded copper coins embroidered on Yanxia's feather coat are put together, they are the five-baht coins that General Zuo gave to Qian Xiaoren to prepare soldiers, which are said to be the best at warding off evil and bringing good luck.
Although these two five-baht war coins each have their own aspects, they are just hastily woven, and they are not prepared in either form or spirit, and there is no military power or evil in them. However, they are made of gold energy and have been integrated into Qi Jingzhi's body. Therefore, as soon as it took shape, there was a hint of sharpness coming out.
Seeing that there seemed to be some results, Qi Jingzhi's mind became aroused, thinking about whether to continue trying the other copper coin styles he saw from Qian Xiaoren and make a money string, or try Ding Chengyuan's Big Dipper.
Now that I think about it, Marquis Anfeng, who seems to hold a pearl of wisdom and is only waiting for those who wish to take the bait, is in this place filled with golden energy. These two patterns are only embroidered with gold thread on his robe. It cannot be done randomly. .
Wei Bao and the two gold wire copper coins were close at hand, but he didn't know how to practice, so he didn't notice the strange changes behind him. He just heard something in Qi Jing's words, and it seemed that strong support was coming, so he stopped acting rashly.
A little further away, Ding Chengli seemed to have not noticed the actions of the two people from beginning to end. He was still looking at the two pieces of demon monk gold tiles, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
He nodded with satisfaction, then waved his sleeves and shouted, "Go!"
The two golden tiles immediately took off, shook in the wind, and spread out quickly.
For a moment, all I could see was a brilliant golden light covering the sky and towering tile shadows covering the ground, sealing the big hole leading to the underworld.
In the blink of an eye, the big hole suddenly disappeared, the dome was closed as before, and the two golden tiles and the shadow of the demon monk disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace at all.
After doing this shocking move, Ding Chengli smiled at Qi Jingzhi and said in a calm tone: "It's said that those who don't know are not to blame. Qi Jishi accidentally burned one or two tiles, which is really not a big deal."
"It's just that now that Mother Goddess Wa Gui has returned, the old house is stronger than before. If there is any damage again, Qi Jishi will not be able to look so good!"
Ding Chengli paused.
Suddenly he looked up at the sky, his laughter showing his age: "Brother, I have been watching for a long time. I wonder if my bricklaying skills are still impressive?"
"Ha! It's indeed a good craftsmanship!" After the words fell, someone in the sky immediately responded.
Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan appeared, his clothes were dancing in the wind, and his body was covered with gold embroidery.
He looked down at his concubine with a cold expression and sharp eyes: "Brother, why have you never heard that the Sutra Hall of Baiyun Palace still teaches all kinds of low-income industries?"
When Wei Bao saw this, his expression immediately relaxed, knowing that this Marquis Anfeng should be the tall man that his benefactor said could reach the sky.
Qi Jingzhi was not surprised. Just when he was fiddled with extracting the golden energy between heaven and earth, he could faintly sense that the scattered and ownerless golden energy was faintly flowing in two directions.
One place is where Ding Chengli, the sutra master of Baiyun Palace, poured into the Xuanjin Tribulation Fire and made firewood. The other place is located in the sky, and is obviously above the golden tiles and the Yellow Spring Cave.
When Ding Chengyuan appeared, the direction of the golden energy became clearer, and it turned out to be the golden embroidery on his black robe.
However, it took only a few words from the Marquis Anfeng to make the gorgeous robe, which was originally black with gold embroidery, look more like gold with black patterns.
"Brother, this is wrong! Haven't you heard that there are six positions in the state, and one of them is one of the hundreds of workers?"
Ding Chengli, the master of Baiyun Palace, looked up at his brother An Fenghou with a faint smile on his face.
"To sit down and talk about the Tao is called a prince; to practice it is called a scholar-official; to examine the curves and surfaces, to order the five materials, and to distinguish the folk implements is called a hundred craftsmen..."
"To access treasures from all over the world and use them as capital is called business travel; to work hard to increase land and wealth is called farmer; to cultivate silk and hemp to make it good is called women's skill."
"Hundred workers rank among the six positions and are related to people's daily needs. How can we call it a lowly industry?"
Hearing this, Anfeng Hou Ding Chengyuan immediately snorted, shook his head and said: "Since there are six positions, they have distinguished the high and low!"
"Speaking of this, when my father named you Chengli, he wanted you to understand etiquette, respect your dignity, and know how to advance and retreat. He was never meant to associate with gangsters, plot to kill people, or gather people to cause chaos!"
"The master of the Sutra Hall of Baiyun Palace must understand the classics, laws, rituals, norms, taboos, and etiquette. He must be a wise, refined, and pious person!"
Having said this, Marquis Anfeng pondered for a moment, and then continued: "Since you want to be a mason, just take off your divine robe and move back to the craftsman's room in the Marquis' mansion!"
His tone was very matter-of-fact, and he didn't take Ding Chengli, a great monk in the fourth realm, seriously.
When Ding Chengli heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He immediately bowed slightly, lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect that now that things have come to this, my brother is willing to leave a way for my younger brother to survive. Chengli is impressed by this!"
He paused, straightened his back again, looked at An Feng Hou who was standing in the sky again, and said seriously: "It's just that what my brother just said, I really don't agree with it! When it comes to this word of etiquette, in our Saint Jiangmenting There is nothing better than worshiping the holy way!"
"All kinds of work are done by saints! Shining gold is used as a blade, concrete is used as a tool, making a chariot to travel on land, making a boat to travel on water, these are all the work of a saint. The sky has its time, the earth has energy, and the materials have beauty. There is skill in work, and if these four are combined, then it can be good."
"Even princes and scholar-bureaucrats need hundreds of workers to build cities, build capitals, build ancestral temples, and build palaces, carriages, clothing, and equipment. This is an empty job for officials in winter!"
Ding Chengli paused, his expression became more solemn, and his voice became sonorous: "Brother regards all kinds of work as a humble industry. This is disrespecting the holy way, forgetting the ancestors, and being rebellious and rude!"
"Dong Guan Sikong?"
Marquis Anfeng, who was scolded by his younger brother for being "rude", did not get angry. He just shook his head and sneered: "Ding Chengli, the ancestor of my Jiang family, Ding Gong, commanded two thousand warriors and one hundred tigers in ancient times. Jing is in embarrassment and chaos, and there is no injustice. His official title is Hu Ben!"
"Our family has been in the Qi Dynasty since then. We have ruled the East China Sea for generations. We have also been lords for many generations. Even if we are not good enough, we are also the lords in charge of the army!"
"Although you are not in charge of the army, you are also a priest under the God of Siqiu. You should respect the way of golden punishment, but here you open your mouth to work, but shut your mouth to be a winter official, opening your eyes for the lowly industry of mud and bricks, and returning Have the shame to accuse Ben Houshu Dian
Forget your ancestors? "
After hearing this, Ding Chengli, the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace, laughed suddenly. At the same time, countless black dust rose up from the frost-white divine robe, but it did not disappear and disappear, but gathered towards his palm.
"If we talk about our ancestors, my brother has always been knowledgeable. You should know that the word "ding" is engraved in the shape of a copper ingot in the oracle bones of ancient times. This is because whenever the ancestors and sages create something, they must use gold and wood as a ding. Of! "
"We, Ding, are the tools of creation. We don't want to be a winter official or a laborer, and bring benefits to the world's creations, but we only want to kill with weapons. How ridiculous!" "
As he spoke, all the black dust on Ding Chengli's body hung in his palms and gathered into a ball.
His appearance has not changed, he is still old, and his bald head has never been revealed. Even the frosty white divine robe he originally wore has not changed in style, only the color has changed to pure black.
At the same time, the Baiyun Palace Supervisor who was lying on the ground suddenly groaned, and black dust began to float out of his body.
These strange objects that saved him from being burned by blood flames also flew towards Ding Chengli's palm like birds flying into the forest.
But in the blink of an eye, the originally Taoist and immortal Baiyun Palace Supervisor was transformed into a black-robed monk. Except for his shiny head, he still had the same good appearance, and even looked younger. However, his breath was dying, and his face no longer had any traces. The high-spirited look before turned out to be a bit morbidly handsome.
"Oh, I almost forgot, my brother doesn't like to kill people with a gun, he only likes to fish with a pole!"
Ding Chengli, however, did not even look at the sick monk in black clothes on the ground. He never took his eyes off An Fenghou who was standing in the air, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile.
"Back then, my brother refused to learn the "Tiger Seal Sutra" passed down by the Ding family. He said that he admired King Wu Chengsheng and had to study the "Fishing Chapter". My father was so entangled by you that he had no choice but to go to the capital in person to ask the king. I asked for the unique copy of the secret treasure of the Demon Suppressing Academy."
"My elder brother was so happy that he couldn't help but let it slip in front of his younger brother. He said that he was determined to learn "Fishing Chapter". Firstly, he liked fishing, and secondly, he felt that the word "ding" had a horizontal hook and a vertical hook. Just a pair of fishing rods, and he also said that his fishing skills in the future may not be worse than that legendary ancestor..."
Having said this, Ding Chengli's smile became even more wild, and he pointed towards the golden pillars of Anfenghou's Mansion in the distance: "Regardless of the ancient style of the character D, today it is indeed written with a horizontal hook and a vertical hook."
"However, my brother insists on fishing with a straight hook. This means not even using the last hook. Regardless of the ancient or modern style, the shape and meaning of the word have been completely lost. To say that I have forgotten my ancestors after countless classics, I am ashamed of myself! "
As soon as he said this, black smoke suddenly poured out from the void around Ding Chengli, swirled around his body, and continued to merge into his palms.
"Ding Chengli, the golden tiles you have placed all over the city rely on this kind of thing to cover up your aura, right? Oh, and the dead demon monks under your command will only die faster if they don't have this thing. !」
Standing in the sky, Marquis Anfeng looked around the city and heard the sounds of killings everywhere. His expression did not change at all, and he still had no intention of stopping Ding Chengli. He allowed his concubine to continue to gather those weird black dust particles. .
At this moment, Ding Chengli was wrapped in what seemed like endless black smoke, but when he heard this, he laughed loudly and said: "Since they have become dead soldiers, they should go through fire and water and die without hesitation! If what happens tonight is accomplished, everyone will need one." The seat of the golden tile ghost and god!"
After he said this, he suddenly changed the topic: "Speaking of those golden tiles, brother, do you know that most houses in this world are made of wood, and the wood contains the energy of pine, cypress, and armor wood? If the wood energy is released, Then pine trees will probably grow from the gaps in the roof tiles. When my father renovated Bihan Pavilion, he specially invited a master craftsman who was known as "the tiles will not grow pine trees". "
"When I heard about it, I became curious and asked my brother to take me to see it. Unfortunately, my brother was busy catching earthworms in the wet mud after the rain and refused to agree."
"So I had no choice but to climb up to the top of the pavilion alone to take a peek. I saw that the great craftsman's tiles were as thick as teeth and there was no room for hair. They were so beautiful that I couldn't get enough of them! In the following decades, the top of Bihan Pavilion also had Truly no vason was ever born."
"From that day on, I gradually realized that those seemingly unworthy
Between the tiles in the eye, there is also a great way! "
After hearing this, Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, couldn't help but have a look of reminiscence on his face: "I really can't remember the time you invited my brother to watch the bricklayers work. But when it comes to catching earthworms, my brother was in the rain. When I was catching earthworms in the mud behind me, I had an epiphany and achieved spiritual success!"
"My brother thought at that time that after heavy rain, earthworms will crawl up the ground on their own. This is the nature of human beings and the principle of nature. If you can make good use of it, you can catch anything and accomplish anything, even if I throw it into the water. It’s a straight hook!”
Ding Chengyuan paused for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "I just didn't expect that the separation between you and me brothers actually came from a few earthworms and a few roof tiles in childhood!"
He shook his head and said thoughtfully: "Looking back at the old events at this time, I know that the most important thing for a family to prosper is to recruit people! The blood is passed down and the ancestors established the law. The mediocre people regard it as a dependency, and the smart people regard it as a shortcut. But one day It will become a prison of shackles.”
"As long as the Huben clan maintains its responsibilities, it doesn't matter whether it's the "Tiger Seal Sutra" or anything else. It doesn't matter to me, the Ding clan. Rather than clinging to the old and clinging to the old like the Cui clan in Yecheng, until the bloodline becomes rigid. , being controlled by just a few fish spirits, I would rather have a few more people like you and me in my descendants who forget their ancestors."
At the end of the sentence, the Anfeng Hou curled up his lips and revealed a happy smile on his face.
"Ding Chengli, as long as you surrender, please plead guilty for following me into the country, tell the truth about the great black god of Lao Shizi, and I will protect you from death for my brother! From now on, whether you return to the Ding family or join a different lineage, it is all up to you. !」
