Tick, Tick...

The rain outside the palace hangs into cold bead curtains.

But there were still pilgrims coming in a hurry, carefully putting up the umbrella, then serving incense, and then kneeling in front of the jade statue to pray for blessings and peace.

Now the world is chaotic, with bandits and bandits rampant, demons and roads difficult. If you can't rest assured, you won't even sleep well.

When pilgrims have men and women, they will curiously look at the white-robed Taoist priest who was kneeling down. Especially the female pilgrims can't help but look at it a few more times. They only feel that the immortal on the mountain is really elegant and elegant, and it is so tall that in an instant, the entire Wudang image also rose in her mind.

The young Taoist priest and gods had no thoughts, with a calm expression, thick eyebrows like silkworms, only like old pine trees with dead stones, with their hands hanging down and hiding their sleeves, and knelt seriously in front of the jade statue of Emperor Zhenwu, and kneeling for half a day.

Half a day later, it was dark, lunch orders passed, and dinner orders passed, and the chanting of Taoist priests and nuns came from afar.

The hour of You is the evening class, which corresponds to the morning class in the hour of Mao.

It is a tradition to pray for peace early and save the dead souls late.

Xiang Baiquan moved, rubbed his numb legs, feeling like he was punished to stand in his previous life, "The old man is too serious."

He just muttered casually, and he really didn't think so in his heart.

Thinking of the old Taoist words before, he walked into the harem of Zixiao Palace again, and the harem was the place to practice.

Taoist priests settle down, establish their lives, and cultivate their nature.

As an external object, food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Life is the body, seeking unattainable immortality.

Nature is the soul, which can drive the soul away from the body, and use the Dharma of the gods.

Squeak...

The gate of Zixiao's harem was pushed open.

Xiang Baiquan walked in, closed the door with his backhand, then looked at the old Taoist Ding and said sincerely: "Master, my disciple knows that he is wrong, and now he is punished and has returned."

"Well... Qingquanzi is here..." The old Taoist forgot about punishment.

"Since you took the sword and killed the demon, you will be a sword cultivator in the future... Although you are a dual cultivation of life, you must always have a focus." The old Taoist's lips moved slightly, as if they were not moving, but his voice was clearly transmitted. This is the characteristic of too many chanting mantras.

"The things on the plate were taken, and the morning and evening classes were normal.

In addition... it's time for you to practice the qi practice in the world and the true golden light mantra."

"If you don't understand Xingqi, I will ask your third senior brother. If you don't know the Golden Light Curse, I will ask your second senior sister more."

"Yes, Master." Su Quan responded respectfully.

He walked a few steps forward and his eyes turned to a tray on the black wooden table.

There was a long sword inside. The long sword was the sword that killed the dragon demon, a good sword.

In addition, there are two books, one is "The Method of Performing Qi in the Zhoutian" and the other is "The Mantra of Golden Light".

He took it up and looked at the old man, and felt that he wanted to say something. For example, in fact, he didn't kill the demon because he was "too small", but because he didn't like the blood-killing demon, and felt that good and evil could not be matched. He had done so much evil, and no matter how good he did, would the dead rest in peace?

If he takes the demon, he will not be able to do anything.

He is such a person with all kinds of hearts.

In this life, he wants to be free, but what is free?

He is not clear yet.

But at least he knew that if his heart was sober, he would not be free if he endured it.

He also knew that if he took the talisman and received a dragon demon, he would not be a major in life, but a major in nature. At that time, there would be a charming beauty serving him, and what would be wrong with having a powerful helper to help fight?

But good is good, evil is evil, and it cannot be reconciled. If he takes over the monster, it will cause a hindrance to his heart... Therefore, kill it to satisfy his heart and calm the resentful soul.

But if you say this, it will be too stiff.

He doesn't like it.

So, he just paused a little and didn't explain.

Isn’t the explanation the biggest constraint?

"Gugugugu..."

Suddenly, his stomach screamed, he didn't eat lunch or dinner, how could he not eat Eme?

But Wudang has rules. If you don’t eat after a while, you may not be able to eat at this time.

The old Taoist did not respond. It was not until after he left the door that his closed eyes slowly opened. His muddy eyes looked at the closed palace gate, and showed a somewhat complicated look.

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Everyone has to attend evening classes. Although Xiang Baiquan was punished and hungry, he still had to attend.

He quietly entered the chanting hall, and the cushion in front of the hall was already full of disciples. Those were all nine generations of disciples, and many of these nine generations of disciples were middle-aged people.

Yu Qingzhu slightly raised her head and recited the scriptures in the distance to the temple, as if she was feeling something. Then she turned her head slightly, and a pair of tear moles hung quietly under her eyes. She looked at Xiang Baiquan, raised her hand and waved her way, and at the same time moved her butt, giving up one of the two cushions she occupied.

Xiang Baiquan walked over, sat cross-legged on the cushion beside his second senior sister, and began to recite the scriptures that had already memorized like a stream.

At this time, the Taoist priests were chanting the "Sutra for Saving Suffering Suffering Sins". After reciting this, they had to continue chanting the "Sutra for Ascension to Heaven and Achieve the Way" and the "Sutra for Resolving Injustice and Symptoms". Then there were various treasures that needed to be read sincerely. Finally, the three rituals were ceremonies, which were all impossible...

When the morning is in the morning, the Taoists need to get up at five o'clock, wash up quickly, and then arrive at the chanting hall when the morning light is slightly up. The first one is "Clean Rhyme", then "Cu Tianzun" and so on, then recite the eight great mantras, then recite the "Sutra for Eliminating Disasters and Protecting the Life", etc. There are dozens of articles that need to be recited...

Since the journey, although Xiang Baiquan's activity area has been small, he has also roughly understood the world.

This is definitely not the world he traveled through, but a mysterious and magnificent world.

It is said that in a city far away from Dao Township, there are trains with smoke on the front of the car, holy guns that can be used by mortals to kill demons, beautiful women wearing beautiful cheongsams and velvet flowers on the beach, thousands of years of dynasties standing in the mottled river, powerful generals who can thrust mountains, and Buddha lands far away from Dao Township.

Even in Dao Township, it is actually far more than Wudang.

Even the Taoist country has thousands of ideas inside. In short, it is divided into three types. These three types are called "Heavenly Way", "Havenly Way", and "Eternal Life Way".

Wudang, Tai Chi Palace, belongs to Xiaoyaodao.

The Taoists of Xiaoyao Tao actually have grades when they are said in detail.

The first one is a Taoist boy. After three years of entry, he first trains his body, recites scriptures, and observes his mind and nature. This is considered a Taoist boy.

The second is the Taoist Taoist. After three years of being a Taoist boy, he can perform the crown ceremony and be called the candle. At this time, he can formally practice the martial arts in the mountain gate. However, Taoist priests practice purely and freely and at ease. Although the high martial arts are admired, their moral character is even more respectful. Here, the martial arts are supplemented and the cultivation of virtue is the main focus.

Morality, morality, and without virtue, what is the way to talk about? Greedy for power is just a path that goes astray. What's more, no matter how powerful it is, the power of gods and ghosts borrowed?

Once again, I am the Taoist of Youfang. After the five-year candle-holding period, I can go down the mountain to experience it and travel around the world to seek the way in my heart. This will take ten years.

Later, he was a Taoist who received the talisman. If he had good morals and strengths for ten years, he could receive the talisman. From then on, he could truly condemn gods and ghosts, kill demons and eliminate evil spirits, and save troubles. He could also leave his name in the Taoist palace books and spread them to later generations.

Later, he will be a real person. After thirty years of receiving the talisman, if both virtues and martial arts can match, he can be called a real person.

The old Taoist of Wudang is such a real person.

And Xiang Baiquan has just entered the palm candle now.
Chapter completed!