White Lotus Enlightenment in the Ancient World

As soon as we left Jinshui City, the sky became gloomy and the air became depressing and humid, as if a storm was coming.

Chang Yi raised his eyes and looked into the clouds, and saw a dragon spitting water mist in the black mist.

Although this dragon does not have four claws, it is capable of soaring. The two horns on its head are terrifying and glowing with a dark divine light.

It's just that it has been unable to rain since it was entangled with the clouds and rain, and the Tao rhyme around it is also complicated and unclear, completely incomparable to the true dragons in the prehistoric times.

Meng Li was a little curious and couldn't help but raise her head and ask: "Master, is there also dragon blood here?"

Chang Yi shook his head slightly.

"No, this is a wild dragon from the lower realm."

The so-called wild dragons are grass pythons who have achieved great results in cultivation and transformed into anacondas and dragons, and then travel through rivers to survive tribulations. When they enter the sea, they can receive the gift of the ancestral dragon and obtain a ray of true dragon blood.

This happened frequently in ancient times, but I didn’t expect dragons to be born in this small lower realm.

However, seeing that this dragon has no arms and legs, it must be that it has not yet moved through the water, or it has failed to move through the water, otherwise it would not be difficult for the rain to fall.

The surrounding wind became stronger and stronger, causing the already dusty official road to blow up bursts of sand, blocking the road ahead.

The beggars following them in the distance suddenly lost sight of the two of them, and they couldn't help but become anxious. The first few couldn't hold their breath and ran straight ahead, planning to arrest them directly!

call--

There was another burst of sand on the pavement, and the three ragged people stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately they saw the backs of Chang Yi and the other two.

"Bah! Oh my God, it's raining today!"

The leader, the old beggar, spit out several mouthfuls of sand, his face full of anger. Seeing this, the two young beggars behind him hurriedly stepped forward to support him, patting their chests and beating their backs to serve him.

"Godfather, we should have started in the city just now."

"Shit! This city is Mr. Hua's territory. If someone stabs us, we scoundrels won't survive!"

The beggar, who had a purple birthmark on his face, choked and hung his head angrily.

Not long after he came to Jinshui City, the old beggar took him in as his adopted son because of his strength. Because of the birthmark on his face, he rarely got charity, so he could only act as a robber by his godfather's side.

The dead old man looked at the black clouds above his head with a sinister look on his face.

"Seeing how heavy the rain may be in the future, now that they are out of the city, it will be the wealth of hundreds of families. You two follow them quietly, and remember not to hurt that girl's face!"

"Don't worry, godfather!"

Another short, dark-faced man nodded, and when he looked at the young man with the birthmark, he quickly moved forward.

In the past, servants and guards had stopped me from doing this, but this time I should be able to do it!

Every move of these tatters was naturally in Chang Yi's eyes, but he did not kill or scold him, he just held Meng Li's little hand and walked to Xiaoxi Village.

"Master, does he have an umbrella?"

Meng Li looked up at the sky with a worried expression.

But she was not afraid of the ordinary rain coming, she just wanted to experience the feeling of holding an umbrella in the rain, that's all, she had a young mind.

Chang Yi smiled slightly, waved her sleeves and took out a jade bone oil paper umbrella from the safety lock on her chest. The ancient mountains, rivers, sun and moon were depicted on the umbrella, and the artistic conception was very far-reaching.

"Here, take it. This is a treasure."

"Hehe, Master is the best!"

Meng Li happily took the paper umbrella. When he saw the scenery on it, he knew it was the master's handiwork, and he thought that he would take this treasure down soon!

The little boy held an umbrella and walked in front of him step by step, while the young man followed suit and supported him on the left and right. They really looked like two brothers and sisters.

The bleakness that was originally due to the strong wind and rain could not come to an end. Even though Chang Yi did not hold an umbrella, his sleeves were still fluttering and he felt content.

At this moment, the two broken-down households following them were panting, and their foreheads were soaked in sweat as they advanced at full speed.

They were puzzled to find that no matter how fast they increased their speed, they could not catch up with the "brother and sister" who were strolling slowly. Even if they seemed to be close in front of them, they were like a mirror in the water and could not touch them at all.

"Hoo! Hoo! No way!"

The black-faced man couldn't help but bend down and gasp for breath. The stinky sweat on his body gave off an extremely unpleasant sour smell. However, as beggars, they had long been accustomed to this smell and regarded it as normal.

The man with a green face was naturally not much better. Seeing this, he also gave up his strength and rested on a tree trunk to avoid the rain.

"Uh...Brother Dao, I'm afraid those two are not ghosts..."

Boom!

Unexpectedly, before the word "ghost" could be uttered, a thunder exploded in the sky, scaring the two of them so much that they almost wet their pants!

"Shut up!"

The black-faced man had a gloomy look on his face. Of course, he already had a dark face, but no matter how gloomy he was, he was almost the same as usual...

"You kid, don't be suspicious. They even went to reveal the list in the city just now. Is it true that a ghost can come out at noon?"

"Well, that's right..."

The young man was a little embarrassed. When he looked back at the way he came, he found that their footprints could no longer be seen clearly under the wash of rain, and his godfather was nowhere to be seen.

"Brother Dao, our godfather..."

"You don't have to worry about it. He has been in this area for decades and knows his way around this area. You can't lose him even if you lose him. Now we still have to find a way to catch these two 'pig's."

After resting for a while, they calmed down, but the rain became heavier and heavier. Under the heavy rain curtain, the two of them could only see two shadows looming in front of them.

"Huh... If you remember correctly that there is an abandoned Taoist temple in front of you, they will definitely go in and have a rest in this weather. You and I will..."

The two discussed their strategy again, looking very sinister under the dazzling flashes of lightning.

Chang Yi in front actually saw a Taoist temple after walking a few miles, but it was quiet and silent. There were no lights burning in the courtyard under the gloomy sky. She knew it was an abandoned temple.

"Master, is this the Taoist temple of Master Taiqing?"

Chang Yi nodded, and after stepping forward to hold Meng Li's hand, she stepped up a few stone steps and pushed open the shabby door.

Squeak...

The sound of the door axis turning under the pounding rain did not spread very far.

The first thing you see when you enter the door is a patio, in the middle of which is a stone sculpture screen depicting the yin and yang of Tai Chi.

Chang Yi did not stop here. He took Meng Li to the slightly larger courtyard at the back, and saw that the statue of Lao Tzu was enshrined in the Taiqing Palace in the middle.

There is also a broken and collapsed stone incense burner leaning on one side in front of the palace gate. The incense ashes inside were washed everywhere by the rain, making it quite embarrassing.

"Master, the smell here is very strange, a bit...a bit like the smell of death!"

"Haha, you have a good nose."

There is not a sense of death in this temple, and I don’t know if this Taoist temple has done anything unethical and unreasonable before, which has caused the ghosts to linger.

With a flick of her sleeves, she cleared an open space on the side of the hall. Chang Yi casually took out two futons, sat cross-legged with Meng Li on them and interrogated her about her homework.

The originally gloomy environment became peaceful and distant due to the arrival of the two of them, but the cold atmosphere around them did not completely dissipate. They hovered in the temple vaguely, as if they were waiting for someone.

In the mountains behind the Taoist temple, a few ghosts smelled the sweet scent of strangers, and rushed towards the Taoist temple like a tiger chasing a wolf, wanting to have a taste.

As for the two beggars, they had already walked outside the Taoist temple and were gearing up to rob their homes.

“It’s really a mixed bag!”

Chang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and flicked the scriptures. At the moment, he was very dissatisfied with Meng Li's practice progress.