After Jing Yu finished buying groceries, on his way back home, he saw the immortal figure standing at the door of Dingmingsi from a distance.
The old Taoist priest shrunk to the ground and came to the door of Dingmingsi. He was about to knock on the door, but was stopped by a young man with dead fish eyes.
"Old Taoist, this is a demon eradication agency. What are you here for?" Jing Yu asked with raised eyebrows.
The old Taoist priest looked at him in surprise: "Little boy, the spiritual energy in your body is very abundant. Is the meridian chart I gave you easy to use?"
Jing Yu then recalled that this was the Taoist who saved his life. He had not seen the old Taoist because he was unconscious at the time.
Jing Yu smiled sheepishly: "Thanks to the help of seniors, otherwise my life would not be guaranteed."
"Hey, I didn't contribute much. It's obvious that you have a strong willpower, little one." The old man quickly cleared the relationship.
Jing Yu opened the door: "Come in and chat, sit for a while."
The old Taoist priest sat comfortably on the chair and enjoyed a moment of peace: "I came here to ask you to return a favor. I have been in trouble recently. I am in trouble and it is not suitable to return to the sect, so I ask you to look after me for a few days. Home."
"Looking after the house?"
"I have too many treasures, and they can't be borrowed by those old guys." The old man said, smacking his mouth.
"Which mountain is that senior?"
The old Taoist replied quickly: "Sanqing Mountain."
"Returning a favor is only natural, and of course we cannot refuse." Jing Yu clasped his fists and saluted.
The Taoist smiled, shrunk to the ground again, and ran away.
…
Sanqing Mountain has fresh air and is indeed a famous Taoist mountain.
Lao Dao's residence is a thatched house on a side peak. Due to insufficient accommodation, Jing Yu, Song Qian and Chen Xueyun came to live here this time.
However, before packing up and moving in, an uncle from the sect came over to greet him. He also liked Chen Xueyun's talent and wanted to accept him as his disciple. Of course, Chen Xueyun refused.
As soon as Jing Yu entered the old Taoist's house, he started to rummage through the boxes and cabinets, looking for those secret books of exercises and the like.
After the unremitting efforts of several people, Jing Yu found a complete collection of talismans written by an experienced Taoist. It should be able to be applied to talisman paper and would have considerable power. Then there is a cabinet of peach wood swords and the old Taoist priest's own clothes.
Jing Yu didn't expect that the old Taoist priest would be so poor and didn't even leave any secrets. He only asked them to come here just to see the house.
At night, three people slept together in a room, looking at each other.
There was another thatched hut next to this thatched hut. At first Jing Yu thought there was no one there, but it wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that he saw a young man slowly walking out of it, rubbing his eyes. The man's face is unkempt, and his fine stubble and messy hair represent his casual lifestyle.
The young Taoist priest did not wash up or eat. Instead, he brought a chair, took out his fishing rod, sat down by the stream and started fishing.
Jing Yu and the others were very interested in him, so they stepped forward to talk to him. The Taoist priest was obviously frightened.
"Isn't there an uncle who lives here? What's going on with you three?" the young Taoist asked as he glanced at the faces of the three of them.
Song Qian explained: "Your uncle is unable to return to the mountain recently. We are here to help him guard his property."
"Uncle Master is really good at joking, how can he get any wealth?" the young Taoist laughed.
Then four fishermen in uniform appeared beside the stream.
"Why don't you study Taoism if you don't study your homework?" Jing Yu asked boredly, looking at the calm water.
The Taoist priest yawned: "I have almost learned it. Those things are not challenging to me."
It turned out to be a genius... Jing Yu complained in his heart.
There were not many small fish in this stream. It seemed that the four of them were just looking for something to do while fishing. Fishing was the best way to kill time.
"Not just you, many people think that I just eat and drink in the mountain gate, and they don't know my true level. I have to say that Uncle Master is really powerful." The young Taoist said with emotion.
"Do you have a Taoist title or something like that? And what is Uncle Master's real name?"
The young Taoist shook his head: "I don't have a Taoist name. My name is Zhao Yiren. My uncle never uses his real name, but he thinks he is crazy."
Chen Xueyun's fishing rod trembled slightly, as if a fish was biting the hook. Everyone held their breath and looked at the fishing rod.
Chen Xueyun picked out the fishhook and found that it was only half a piece of water. Her mood instantly fell to the bottom. He was dejected, and then threw the rod back. After being laughed at by Song Qian and Jing Yu, Chen Xueyun cursed them in her heart.
"Huh? I'm hooked here, look at mine." Jing Yu smiled contemptuously, pulled up the fishing rod, and there were two branches inside.
The young Taoist smiled and said nothing.
Song Qian also sighed similarly, but it turned out that there were still debris hanging on the fishhook.
"There are no fish in your creek?"
Zhao Yiren shrugged: "I never said there were fish here, you came here to fish on your own initiative."
"Then what are you doing?" the three asked in unison.
"I'm just meditating."
Jing Yu and the others put away their fishing rods, angrily returned to the thatched hut, and began to study the talismans.
It records the enhanced versions of the Thunder and Lightning Talisman, the Ice Talisman, the Poison Miasma Talisman...
An hour later, a terrifying momentum erupted from the back mountain. It was the three of them experimenting with new talismans. Jing Yu even plans to replace the fireball talisman that he liked to use so much before, and change it to the Lihuo talisman here, which can release a fire dragon.
The Five Thunder Talisman is even more powerful. It can directly bring down five thunders. It is a modified version of the Five Thunder Talisman.
"Holy crap, this old guy can take such a powerful talisman to himself?" Jing Yu looked at the scorched black ground.
Zhao Yiren came here at this time, with his hands behind his back. He looked at the power of the talisman in a daze.
"What's wrong? Are you coming to play too?" Jing Yu handed over a few talisman papers.
Zhao Yiren declined: "I don't need to. Taoist priests all use secrets to cast spells, but these talismans are indeed very useful."
Versailles... Jing Yu gritted his teeth again.
"Brother Jing, don't be like this, don't be like this." Chen Xueyun stopped Jing Yu who was about to slap him.
"Then we have to show the real Five Thunder Dharma." Zhao Yiren pointed towards the distant mountain peak.
boom!
The top of the mountain was directly covered by a vast sea of thunder, and there was no gap. When the sea of thunder dissipated, the top of the mountain was flattened.
The three of them stared at the bare mountaintop with their mouths open. Jing Yu covered his red and swollen face, dumbfounded.
Just such a moment of pretentiousness every day made Zhao Yiren's evaluation among the three people skyrocket. Jing Yu even went to the door of the thatched house to ask Zhao Yiren to teach Taoism every day.
This embarrassed Song Qian and Chen Xueyun, and it took two weeks before the old Taoist priest returned to the mountain.
Jing Yu had learned some Taoist techniques during this period of time and was feeling complacent. In fact, Zhao Yiren made up all of them in his spare time just to deceive people like him. (To be continued)
