Demeanor is indescribable.
Shu Shengyuan couldn't say whether Wang Yehu had that kind of impressing special demeanor on weekdays, but when Wang Yehu fought with many masters in Lanlingfang that day, and finally left the world with peace of mind, Shu Shengyuan could feel his kind of demeanor that was beyond his reach.
Now, looking at Gu Liubai's back who left after waved his hand, Shu Shengyuan also felt that unspeakable demeanor.
In the eyes of this young man, two magical objects that are enough to make most practitioners in the world crazy, seem to be just the dispensable three melons and two dates.
This kind of demeanor cannot be pretended.
...
Outside Chang'an City, about eighty miles north, there is a soil slope called Huanglazipo.
This place was originally full of locust and white elm. Every early summer, these trees are densely packed with caterpillars called yellow spicy.
If you accidentally get these caterpillars, your skin will suddenly become bulging, painful and itchy.
However, some chicken farmers specially brought the chickens to eat this yellow spicy chicken. The meat of these chickens is very powerful and can be sold at a good price.
Last winter, Huang Lazipo was turned into a training ground by Pei, and the reorganized elite soldiers were stocked up in this training ground.
Most of the locust and white elm in this area have been cut down. The north side of the earth slope is densely packed with camp tents, while the south side imitates the actual battlefield and has arranged many different terrains.
Some chicken farmers around were not dissatisfied with any dissatisfaction. Although there were definitely no yellow spicy chickens to feed chickens this year, a large number of soldiers hoarded here and their small business was in full swing.
These chicken farmers have set up carts, and all kinds of food are placed on the carts. When the sergeants finish training, they will put the carts outside the military camp. All kinds of food are sold well, which is much more comfortable than raising chickens.
Even these chicken farmers who tasted the sweetness secretly discussed with some people from other villages who had no good living, whether they should try to follow the army and run this kind of business after the army is launched.
Tonight, Duke Pei had just studied the latest military situation in Fufeng and Nanzhao with a group of generals. During the chat, a general told this matter as a joke, but Duke Pei thought it was interesting and said, "Any day, they are brave and starved to death. You can find out some clever people to inquire about what are the things that are the ones in these chicken farmers, and fan them. They said that if it is a small business, sleeping in the open, there will be no money for copper coins, if you get sick on the road or get surrounded by the enemy, you will be destroyed as a grain transport team. If you want to take this risk, then the business will be bigger and get one or two hundred express trains. Then tell them that as long as they leave the car, we can lend them even horses, and we will lend them the capital, and we will not pay for their interest."
"Okay, I'll have someone do this." The general agreed and smiled, "Why do I ask them if they can bring a troupe to follow."
A group of generals naturally knew that he was joking and burst into laughter.
These generals followed Duke Pei for a long time. As soon as Duke Pei lifted his butt, they knew what was brewing in Duke Pei’s belly.
In the chaos, fighting with the army is simply a long life. However, in the prosperous era, the small vendors who do business with the army can be used as a supplement to the grain transport team. In the chaos, the land is barren, and people starve to death in every village, and even if there is a copper in hand, they can't buy anything. But now, the chaos in the Tang Dynasty is quenched. If these chicken farmers can really reach the scale that Duke Pei said, they can really buy things from towns along the way and take them all the way, just like an extra small private warehouse for activities, which may sometimes be useful.
In the military camp, war horses are always scarce supplies.
From last autumn to now, they have trained their troops tightly and used war horses in practice. There are many war horses that have been replaced. These war horses are not suitable for high-intensity combat, but it is enough for these chicken farmers to drag small cars.
However, the Tang Dynasty's military strictly controls war horses. Even the number of war horses replaced must be recorded on the record. Any missing horses must be specified and reported.
In fact, even if you are Duke Pei, you can deduct two or three hundred war horses replaced for personal use, that is the limit.
Duke Pei had just finished mentioning this matter, and a general in charge of war horses in the military camp soon arrived at the horse farm where the war horses were replaced.
The generals under Duke Pei all have this temper. Since they want to do it, they must arrange things as soon as possible.
This general has a surname Fang, and the single name is Shan.
People from Fuyu Prefecture, Andong, were originally practitioners recruited by the governor's office of Yuexizhou, but later they were transferred by Duke Pei and had been around for more than 20 years.
Even if Pei Yunqiu saw him, he had to call him Uncle Fang.
Fang Shanzhen is the ultimate in doing everything and loving everything. He is very familiar with the war horses of the entire army. Many war horses even come to him when he shouts.
He knew very well what the war horses replaced were suitable for towing cars and which were not suitable for long-distance walking. Even in the dark, he could choose the most suitable ones.
However, just arrived at the edge of the paddock tonight, he looked at the replaced horses in his arms and felt something was wrong.
"What did you feed tonight?" He called all the sergeants around the enclosure and asked in a deep voice.'
"There is nothing special, it's all food and grass for normal times." A sergeant was also familiar with him. While answering, he wondered, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Fang Shan frowned and said, "I just feel a little stunned, something is wrong."
As soon as he said this, more than ten war horses walked over quickly.
The soldier smiled, "General Fang, are you stupid? You are quite flexible. You seem to recognize you."
But after he said this, he felt something was wrong.
The eyes of these more than a dozen war horses seemed to be green, and ghost fire was emerging.
Fang Shan narrowed his eyes, and the more than ten war horses suddenly ran wildly, and they were frighteningly fast.
He raised his hand, reached over his head, and then clenched his fist.
A shrill whistle sounded in the darkness.
When these more than ten war horses jumped over the fence, Fang Shan's hands clenched their fists did not change at all. However, when these war horses landed on the ground and ran for more than ten feet, they heard the sound of bones shattering. While these war horses were still running forward, Fang Shan took a deep breath and finally waved his hand clenched his fists down.
The sound of arrows breaking through the air sounded instantly.
Dozens of arrows hit the horse's head with extremely accurate accuracy, and each war horse's head was pierced by more than three arrows.
However, these war horses that should have fallen to the ground immediately were still moving forward. More than a dozen war horses began to advance in unison and rushed towards the camp where Duke Pei was located.
Duke Pei had been alarmed. He stood outside the camp, looking at the strange war horse, his eyes narrowed slightly, but there was no movement at all.
Around him, several black armors began to emit cold light, but in front of the dozen war horses, a middle-aged scholar in a green robe appeared.
The middle-aged scholar stretched out his hand and stroked in the air. There was light and shadow flowing on his fingertips, and he wrote the word "breaking evil" in front of him.
The moment these two words condensed, his chest collapsed slightly, but an invisible force burst out in front of him, causing the space ahead to be a little distorted.
Puff puff puff puff puff...
The heads of more than a dozen war horses that should have died but were still running suddenly exploded.
A stream of green energy surged out of the broken horse's head, as if it was blown by the strong wind, dissipating backwards.
More than ten practitioners on both sides of the middle-aged scholar suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the green energy blew backwards and formed a huge green Taoist robe instantly!
A Taoist robe actually appeared in a green Taoist robe.
This Taoist man is more than three feet tall. As the Taoist robe flutters, the abnormal movement of spiritual power actually caused transparent ripples in the night!
puff!
The middle-aged scholar sprayed a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of shock and anger, but his body was already falling backward without control.
This Taoist who stood up like a heaven and earth was a Dharma image condensed by the vitality, but at this moment he seemed to have his own emotions, looking at the middle-aged man and the practitioners beside him with a sarcastic look.
The herd of horses in the yard in the distance suddenly became restless, and many small sounds sounded in the wilderness.
There were densely packed small black shadows jumping, rushing like a tide.
In the camp, there were uncontrollable screams of exclamation.
The outer sentry post shouted loudly, "Rats! They are all rats!"
Hundreds of archers had appeared in front of the Duke of Pei. The location of the camp was originally on a high slope. These people had much more eyesight than ordinary soldiers. When dozens of rockets used for lighting fell, they saw clearly that a large number of mice were indeed coming like a tide.
After all, they were elite soldiers who had been through battle formations. With several military orders, many soldiers squatted the horse rope and wrapped firewood and poured tinder oil. The camp was facing the side of the group of rats, and several fire dragons appeared instantly.
As dry firewood continued to inject, the raging fire surged up to half a person. These mice should be afraid, but they rushed into the flames without fear, and the air instantly filled with burning smell and meat fragrance.
Bobobo...
Green flames continued to explode in the flames.
The moment the mice that rushed into the flames were burned to death, a green flame surged on their bodies at the same time.
These flames gathered towards the Taoist's Dharma image like life. In the Taoist's robe, there seemed to be countless bloodlines, and countless tiny green flames flowed in the Taoist robe like its qi and blood.
The face of this Taoist man became lifelike.
This is a Taoist who looks a little old, with small eyes and a pointed chin.
The mocking look on his face became stronger and stronger.
He raised his right hand.
The huge sleeves were like clouds covering half of the sky.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at Duke Pei.
His finger kept growing in everyone's perception, like a mountain pressing down.
An arrow commander raised his hand, and the archers lined up to lift the bow and arrow in their hands. However, at this moment, the world suddenly became quiet.
All the sounds seemed to have disappeared.
The sounds of the rats disappeared, the sound of firewood burning disappeared, and even the heavy breathing of the soldiers due to tension suddenly disappeared.
The Taoist with a mocking look raised his head in horror.
In the sky, it seemed like a golden meteor appeared.
However, in an instant, the clouds in the sky broke open, and the golden meteor had arrived in front of me. The one that really appeared above the man's head was a foot.
A barefoot shining with golden light stepped down.
The Taoist raised his hands up together, but his hands instantly dissipated, and then his whole body was trampled without any resistance and stepped into the dust.
No vibration.
No sound.
Where the Taoist disappeared, there was only a circle of dust floating quietly, several feet above the ground, just like someone left a huge footprint in the void.
Then the dust quietly dissipated between a breath.
The group of rats that rushed like a frenzy dispersed instantly and fled in all directions.
In the military camp, everyone, including Duke Pei, looked up at the sky.
Like a miracle.
In other words, this power is a real miracle for the human world.
Duke Pei laughed in emotion.
Everyone knows that Master Xuanqing's cultivation is extremely high, but who can imagine that Master Xuanqing would be so high.
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There is a mountain valley between Huanglazipo and Chang'an City called Laohugou.
There is a cliff in the old fox ditch. Some of the natural caves were placed in hanging coffins before the Sui Dynasty. The coffins had already decayed. Sometimes it rained, and the rain in the cracks in the rock walls often washed out some broken coffins. Sometimes half of the coffin was exposed outside, which looked very terrifying.
At first, the nearby villagers were afraid that people would be hit by the coffin above and they would be hit by the above, so they made up stories, saying that there were two old foxes in the ravine, one black and one yellow, which were specifically designed to attract people's souls. Over time, it was recorded by several literati in the book, which made the truth serious, and few people entered this ravine.
The moment the Taoist's huge magic image was chopped up with one foot, a muffled groan sounded from the cliff. A Taoist in a green robe seemed drunk and could not control his body. He appeared shakingly on the edge of a cave, and then fell down with several broken coffins.
The moment he fell to the ground, the Taoist man finally controlled his body. With a loud shout, he pressed his hand towards the ground, and a powerful energy exploded between him and the ground, shaking him upwards.
He coughed up blood in the air, and the Taoist robe on his chest was soaked in blood.
After landing, he staggered out of the ravine and walked to the nearest avenue. He could no longer hold on and sat down on the side of the road.
He kept regulating his breathing until the sunrise that he finally suppressed the injuries in his body and was able to stand up.
However, at this moment, his eyes froze.
He saw an old hunchbacked woman standing at the intersection in front of him.
The old woman looked ordinary, but gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. He sternly said, "Who are you?"
The old woman did not respond to him, but the dust on the Taoist road in front of the Taoist man slowly floated, and instead formed a few words, "Who are you?"
The corners of the Taoist's mouth twitched slightly.
He felt the mysterious aura flowing in the air, and his face gradually showed an expression that was even more ugly than crying. He looked at the old woman and said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to die."
"Save me!"
Then he suddenly screamed.
But the moment his scream sounded, his head ulcerated like ripe berries, and green vitals flowed down his neck like waterfalls.
Luang Pra did not move.
She just perceived quietly.
The magical powers of this Goryeo Taoist are very strange.
He can connect the power of many monks together like a formation, and then gather into a very considerable force. Although he cannot be as exquisite as the magical powers as Wang Yehu controls puppets, and cannot continue to fight, this kind of magical power can even exceed the full-strength attack of many eighth-grade monks.
However, this person's magical powers still require a formation pivot and someone needs to bridge them.
The dead Taoist is now one of the bridges he uses.
This man has a unique spiritual connection with the monk who was bridged by him, so he can easily kill people and silence them.
The instant disintegration of spiritual power made her unable to directly lock the location of this Goryeo Taoist through this bridge.
But she can now remember the energy of the bridge itself.
She could find out the monk who was bridged by this man.
...
At dawn, the Jinwu Guards in Chang'an City, who were responsible for night patrols, all breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally nothing big happened.
You should know that last night, even the people from the Li family arrived in Yankangfang and sent the Taoist people who had just become naturalized in Yankangfang to Baiyun Temple overnight.
I don’t know what happened to Master Xuanqing when Gu Shiwu went to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda last night, and I don’t know what it meant to send these people to Baiyun Temple overnight.
But according to the news that Baiyun Temple was really in chaos all night.
Brightly lit.
If you are feeling uneasy, then these Taoists from Taiping Taoism and Wudou Rice Sect are feeling most uneasy.
After these Taoists who were naturalized in Mingyue Pavilion arrived at Baiyun Temple, they found that there were already about 100 monks who were previously considered by Taoist orthodox as side sects and left-wing monks also arrived at Baiyun Temple.
I definitely can't stay in the guest house.
All the military sent it to the marching camp and placed it in the square in front of the main hall of Baiyun Temple.
Hundreds of people once thought that Gu Dao first went back on his word and gathered them together to slaughter them.
After all, I saw that even the chefs had arrived. Many people in Baiyun Temple spent the middle of the night to settle these chefs and build some temporary stoves. They finally let go of their hearts.
Because during the Great Ceremony of the World, more than half of the monks in Baiyun Temple were in charge of the sect palace and many branch halls, the many places of cultivation in Baiyun Temple seemed more quiet than usual.
These hundreds of monks who are left-wing in the side can't enter the Taoist temple of Baiyun Temple on weekdays. While drinking vegetable porridge and chewing Hu cakes, they looked at the lingering clouds in the mountains, and the monks who were breathing like immortals in their eyes, their envious expressions were like streams flowing in the mountains.
These monks from Baiyun Temple look like immortals.
Monks like them are like beggars.
And what is worse is not just the resource of cultivation and this vague spiritual spiritual pure land.
The practice, practice experience, and the wisdom inheritance of countless generations of monks are incomparable.
These Taiping Taoism and the branches of the Five Doks of Rice Sect are all part of the method, and the rest of the articles are not counted.
People compare themselves with others, it is so annoying.
Could it be that Gu Daosheng settled them here to inspire their competitive spirit and allow them to accumulate more military achievements, so that they can exchange for the opportunity to practice in this way?
Just as many people were sighing and chewing the first Hu cake, they heard the news that Gu Daoshou's carriage had already stopped at the gate of Baiyun Temple.
There was a commotion in front of the main hall of Baiyun Temple.
Gu Liubai, wearing a golden Taoist robe, had just appeared in their sight when several people came quickly, took out a few skin bags, and sprinkled a lot of powder in a few large iron pots cooking vegetable porridge.
"What is this?"
"Do you poison it in public?"
A group of people stared at each other, not knowing what this meant, but in a flash, a fragrance floated over.
"pepper?"
Some people reacted instantly.
A sound of swallowing saliva suddenly rang out.
Even in Chang'an, pepper is also a precious commodity for those high-ranking officials.
Who can sprinkle some skins into several large iron pots so luxuriously?
Among the hundreds of Taoist people present, half of them felt extremely sad.
They only heard of this kind of thing and never tasted it.
"When you should eat, drink, there are many people, there is no need to be too polite."
When Gu Liubai came, he had already passed the words, so except for several Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple who saluted seriously, the other Taoists did not stop eating and drinking.
When the smell of pepper spreads in the mouth, the eyes of these people looking at Gu Liubai were a little different.
Gu Liubai held a scroll in his hand.
He walked up a few steps, turned his back to the main hall of Baiyun Temple, and unfolded the scroll to all of these people.
These people saw the painting of an old Taoist and a Korean Taoist, which looked a little gloomy.
Gu Liubai said without any nonsense, "This man was in chaos in my Tang Dynasty. The method he practiced is very strange. He can control beasts and can rely on spiritual consciousness. Moreover, if he wants to harm people, he doesn't have to be present. He uses some monks as bridges to control beasts by using them. Moreover, this man has a way to bury a magical power in some monks' bodies first. If these monks are killed, his magical power can explode and instantly absorb all the true energy and blood of these monks, and instead exert power beyond the cultivation level of these monks."
"This person is a huge hidden danger. If this person is not eliminated, my Tang Dynasty will be uneasy."
After Gu Liubai said these words, he asked someone to pass on the portrait and read it carefully for everyone. Then he said, "I will settle you in Baiyun Temple to study the etiquette of the Taoist sect. Although the conditions are relatively simple, you can accept my arrangements and give me enough face. Then I naturally cannot lose your benefits. Today I will pass on the "Four Seasons Sutra" to you."
"What!"
There was a jingling sound in the square, and there was a sound of a bowl breaking.
Taoist Baiyunguan, who heard Gu Liubai's words, also took a breath.
The Four Seasons Sutra is one of the important methods of cultivation in Taiping Taoism in the past. It tells the story of different methods of practicing Qi cultivation in the four seasons. This is a truly brilliant Dharma. It can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing. It also regulates internal energy and controls joy and anger. It is a method that can even improve the cultivation of the mind and nature.
Gu Liubai smiled slightly.
This reaction was long before he expected.
What is the packet of fallen Confucianism sutra that his mother gave to Lan Yufeng, which is not a real unique skill?
"On the outside of the gates, everyone who knows me knows that I always keep counting my words."
While he asked someone to distribute the copy of the Four Seasons Sutra, he continued, "And I have never let people do things in vain. Those who are willing to do business with me well are doing well outside the pass. These Four Seasons Sutra are my gift to you, and you can think about my style."
After saying this, the square was silent.
Gu Liubai then said seriously, "If you can help clarify the identity of this Goryeo Taoist and help us find out this person, I can teach the Mingwei Sutra. If someone can follow the army to achieve great achievements, I can pass on the Emperor's Qi Li Jing."
Chapter completed!