Immortality, Starting from the Side Sect

Chen Ci was a little speechless.

Just praise him, what does the following sentence mean?

You, a mere Taoist from Jiuquan Temple and a disciple of Longhu Mountain, are qualified to comment on the Heshan Sect?

Old hermaphrodite.

Besides, what’s wrong with Heshan Sect?

Although he does not grant Dafa, he assigns handymen, and he paints big cakes.

Forehead.

In addition, doesn’t Heshan Sect have any advantages?

Um.

Forget it, let’s not talk about it. Before I found my next family, I, Chen Ci, was the most loyal disciple of the Heshan Sect, no one else.

Chen Ci had a slight impression of this veteran's cultivation. Although his Qi was pure and his Qi was stable, it was still on par with Lin Banshan.

Even if there is a big difference in cultivation among monks, it is difficult to tell the progress of others' cultivation at a glance, but you can still get a rough idea by using your own cultivation as a reference.

Just like Wenxiang Jiao Lin Banshan and Jiuquan Guangezhou Lao Taoist, they are definitely better than Chen Ci in terms of cultivation alone, but it is not easy for them to defeat Chen Ci.

In this case, Chen Ci could only take half of it.

"Fellow Daoist Ge is joking. The road is difficult and there is no way for you and me to choose."

Chen Ci sighed, full of regrets: "Just like you, fellow Taoist Ge, have a cough, just like why you, fellow Taoist, don't go to the inner gate of Longhu Mountain to cultivate, but you still have to run around outside. Is it because you don't like it?"

After saying that, Chen Ci accepted the gift with a smile and sat down in the front seat on the left.

There were only about a dozen people sitting in the hall. Apart from Chen Ci, even if we included people like the head of the Huang family who had barely entered Taoism, there were only seven or eight people who had cultivated a few acupuncture points. Taoist surnamed Ma from Baihualin Yizhuang is already an expert in the miscellaneous family practice.

When Ge Laodao heard this, he glanced at Chen Ci, his eyebrows shrugged imperceptibly, but he didn't say anything more, and slowly said: "Since fellow Taoist Chen has arrived, I will keep the story short, as we already know what happened in Changping County. , there should be a blood demon kept in captivity by a certain Lingmen monk in Qingquan Village. He is the best at devouring the flesh and blood of living creatures. If anyone with insufficient Qi cultivation is encountered, he will be eaten up in an instant, and mortals will not be spared. You must have Prepared mind."

"You can eat whatever you want in the past few days and do whatever you need to do. In three days, those who have cultivated themselves will follow the old way and go into the mountains to succumb to demons. Anyone who escapes from the battle can be killed with the dragon and tiger magic sword."

The cultivators on the field said: "???" No, why are you telling us what this means?

Doesn’t it mean that when Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain come, the blue sky will appear?

Chen Ci also sat up slightly. Why did his words sound like a tough battle? Isn't there something wrong?

Ge Laodao waited for about ten breaths, then gently tapped on the jade he found out from somewhere, and let out a sweet sound, which was heard in the whole hall and whispered: "Quiet."

Chen Ci's eyelids twitched. This old man was too pretentious.

However, this Yuqing looks a bit high-end. Do you want to play with it yourself?

"Also, there are evil spirits in Changping County that are harming people. Although I have not taken charge of this matter, I cannot ignore it."

The old Taoist Gezhou was calm and calm, and said calmly: "It is said to be evil spirits, but in fact most of them are caused by man-made disasters. The old Taoist just has a spirit dog, which is the best at finding blood. He has searched most of the county yesterday, and he will be able to get results tomorrow. He must be in the mountains. This problem could have been solved before.”

Chen Ci nodded, so it was good that the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain was quite capable. He didn't know what the spirit dog looked like or whether it was easy to raise. His Sanyin Temple did lack some means of protection.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, do you think this evil spirit could be a fellow Taoist here, haha."

Ge Laodao suddenly smiled and told Chen Ci a cold joke with narrowed eyes, his face full of meaning.

Chen Ci: "."

No, what do you mean when you look at me?

When I get back, I will scatter some poisoned chicken legs in the mountains.

"Why am I so guilty? I didn't do this evil thing."

Inside the Sanyin Temple, Chen Ci walked back and forth and hummed a few times.

Moreover, he always felt that there was something wrong with Taoist Gezhou from Longhu Mountain. Although he didn't say it clearly, his words always vaguely revealed the danger of a narrow escape in Qingquanzhai.

But if it was really a demonic disaster, this veteran wouldn't have taken so long to arrive in Changping County, and he would have given himself a warning first.

It's not Chen Ci's boast. Except for one or two of the monks in the government office who have some fighting ability, the rest of them wouldn't be able to stop him for even half a round.

As the only high-end combat force, there is no reason to cause trouble before the matter is resolved.

"Weird, a little weird."

Chen Ci touched his chin. This didn't make sense.

"Sir, someone from Yuan Liu's family wants to see you."

There was a report outside the door. Chen Ci thought for a moment, thinking that people in the county were probably frightened and came to ask for amulets for protection, so he waved his hand: "Let him wait in the front hall, I will come right away."

It’s not easy to make some money these days.

Chen Ci leisurely went to the front hall, where a young boy in green clothes was standing respectfully on one side. When he saw him coming out, he quickly leaned down and bowed down: "Little boy Liu Heming pays homage to his benefactor."

"Get up, but your master wants a talisman?"

Chen Ci smiled and waved for him to get up.

"No, it's just that the master has a message that he wants to convey to his benefactor."

Liu Heming stood up and bent down, but he still hesitated slightly when speaking.

Tutor?

Not the Liu family?

Chen Ci touched his chin, stared at the boy for a few times, then smiled and said, "Say."

Although Liu Heming was young and precocious and had experienced ups and downs, he was stared at by the monk Chen Ci for a few times, and there were some beads of sweat on his forehead. At this time, he calmed down and took out a gray-covered booklet from his arms and held it in both hands. Above: "This is a child's way of proving his identity. I would like to ask my benefactor to take a look at it."

Chen Ci took it casually, and it was a handwritten copy of "Qi Nourishing Sutra" with many annotations on it. It was obviously something personal and personal.

This "Qi Nourishing Sutra" is not a martial arts or a spiritual practice, but a breathing and breathing technique that can make the body light and healthy, and the ears and eyes clear.

For example, some people who have the seeds of cultivation, such as Chen Ci and Liu Heming, who can practice directly, first practice breathing and breathing techniques as the basis for entry. Once they are successful in breathing and breathing techniques, they can start practicing Qi.

Although there was no signature on this book of breathing skills, Chen Ci recognized the handwriting on it. It was not the old Taoist Ge Zhou or someone else.

"Hey, are you a disciple of Longhu Mountain?"

Chen Ci lightly clicked his tongue. This boy surnamed Liu had some luck. He was first bought by his predecessor as a beggar and was going to be sent to the head teacher of Heshan. In the end, he rescued him and sent him to the county for adoption.

Unexpectedly, I was met by Ge Laodao again. He could enter Longhu Mountain. Even if it was Liang Guo Quanzhou Villa, the road in the future would not be better than Chen Ci.

No matter how small-minded Chen Ci was, he would always have evil thoughts.

Sour.

"To tell you the truth, the little one was just accepted as a personal boy by the teacher. The specific arrangements will be made after returning to Jiuquan Temple."

Liu Heming took the booklet respectfully and carefully put it in his arms. He knew that this breath-taking technique was the stepping stone to the path of immortality, and it was as precious as his life.

After a short pause, Liu Heming organized his words and then said carefully: "Thanks to Master En Gong, my master has said that if I have 30,000 taels of silver, Master En Gong does not need to go to the mountain, and he does not know all the chores in Changping County. This statement can last for three years."

ah?

Chen Ci leaned slightly and was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning.

Damn, this is a corrupt official and a corrupt cultivator.

By the way, was he asked for a bribe or blackmailed?

"In broad daylight, everything is clear. I wonder if Longhushan has a reporting mechanism to extort a sum of money in reverse."

An inexplicable thought quickly flashed through Chen Ci's mind.

I wanted to make this copy more interesting, reversing, reversing, and reversing, but I didn’t have enough IQ and couldn’t understand the writing, so I’ll just stick to it.

Too bad.