Taoist Qingyuan sighed, and seeing that Rong Jing didn't want to say anything more, he had to let him return to his seat with regret.
"I didn't expect that Master Rong Tian is so proficient in talismans..."
A faint sigh came from his ears. Rong Jing had just sat down in his seat. Taoist Miaoyin, who had been reminding Rong Jing of the things to pay attention to at the exchange meeting, looked at him and said with a complicated look.
Taoist Master Miaoyin specializes in the art of talismans, so he was even more deeply moved by what Rong Jing had just said.
Especially when she heard that the talisman drawn by Rong Jing was actually an evil-breaking talisman, the shock in her heart was far more intense than that of Master Long Tianshi and others.
The Evil-Breaking Talisman can be said to be one of the spiritual talismans that must be learned by the Heavenly Master who specializes in talismans. However, even among the many great Heavenly Masters that Miaoyin has seen who are extremely talented and whose evil-breaking talismans are extremely powerful, none of them dared to be as arrogant as Rong Jing.
He actually directly changed the runes in the evil-breaking talisman, and succeeded -
Even though she had never touched the talisman with her own hands, she could tell its power just by looking at the vast spiritual energy it gathered.
And this kind of person is only in his twenties!
Miaoyin couldn't help but wonder, could it be that all the twenty years of her cultivation had been in vain?
Feeling a little complicated, Miaoyin managed to calm down and heard Rong Jing say, "In fact, it is not difficult to change the runes. It's just that people in the world follow the rules. Over time, they think it is an extremely difficult thing."
Miaoyin raised her head and saw Rong Jing looking at her indifferently: "Didn't Taoist Miaoyin feel that the house-guarding talismans currently circulating are good at maintaining the original but lack the ability to change?"
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If you fail the first time, start over again for a second, third, and fourth time.
The inspiration to improve the talisman is often hidden every time you put it to paper.
Rong Jing's tone was not harsh when he spoke, but calm and light.
But to Taoist Miaoyin, it was like the sudden sound of a Huangzhong Dalu bell in his ears. His previously fluctuating mood settled, and the fog that had covered the path before suddenly became clear.
It's not that she hadn't felt that vague confusion before, but everyone in the world was like this, and Miaoyin was also trapped in that chaotic circle, finding it difficult to find a way out.
But Rong Jing's words directly pointed out the direction of the road ahead for her - although it might not be correct, it was much better than being stuck in the same place and unable to make any progress.
And... Miaoyin vaguely felt that the direction pointed out by Rong Jing was most likely the correct one.
Thinking of this, she didn't care about other people's eyes. She stood up and bowed respectfully to Rong Jing.
"Thank you for the guidance, Master Rong. Miaoyin will learn from you."
Miaoyin herself was so calm and composed, so Rong Jing naturally accepted her gift calmly.
Pei Yuan was watching from the side with a complicated expression.
He specialized in exorcism and had some attainments in talismans. The words of advice that Rong Jing had just given to Miaoyin not only opened Miaoyin's eyes, but also seemed to broaden his thinking a lot.
Thinking back to how Rong Jing had seen through the Wang family's Feng Shui plan at a glance, Pei Yuan couldn't help but wonder, what else...is there that Rong Jing doesn't know?
With a light sigh, Pei Yuan seemed to vaguely feel the feelings of the Heavenly Masters who lived under the shadow of Grand Master Rong during the Zhao Dynasty.
Helpless but unable to catch up.
The impact caused by Rong Jing's talk about talismans was quite large. After a while of whispering in the audience, they finally quieted down after Taoist Qingyuan spoke.
However, with Rong Jing as an example, the Heavenly Master who was enlightened by the Xuanling Lamp also felt heavy pressure.
Even Master Yuankong couldn't help but put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name, thinking carefully in his mind what experience he should talk about next.
This inadvertently fits the purpose of this metaphysical exchange activity.
After everyone quieted down, Taoist Qingyuan stroked the Xuanling Cup and said loudly, "Which fellow Taoist drew the second place? Please stand up."
He originally thought that the second person in the ranking should be Master Yuankong, but a young man in blue clothes in the front row slowly stood up. It was Lan Qinghong, the young master of the Lan family in Southern Province.
Compared to Rong Jing, he was naturally a few years older. But at the age of twenty-six or twenty-seven, among all the Heavenly Masters, he could be called a young hero.
Now, this young hero has jumped up, and according to Xuanlingzhan's judgment, his cultivation is even more profound than that of Master Yuankong.
There was a sudden burst of surprised and confused voices from the audience, but with the younger Rong Jing in front, everyone was shocked for a moment and then calmed down.
Lan Qinghong's eyes dimmed when he saw this, and he turned around and bowed to the two or three hundred Heavenly Masters in the audience: "I am Lan, a person of limited talent and knowledge, so I will show my ugliness."
He originally wanted to use the exchange to boost the reputation of the Lan family, and then bring out the two magic weapons at the trade fair, which would naturally attract more people, but...
He glanced at Rong Jing, who was still sitting upright with an expression that seemed to have never changed, then retracted his gaze and said with a gentle smile: "The technique I'm talking about is the technique of controlling ghosts..."
When you encounter an evil spirit, you can choose to convert it or to enslave it.
The conversion requires the consumption of the Heavenly Master's own spiritual energy. Only after the evil spirits on the evil spirits are completely exhausted and the path of reincarnation is opened, can it be successful.
And because evil spirits often have blood debts and evil deeds on their hands, when the Heavenly Master chooses to convert them, he also has to bear a part of the evil deeds. So generally, the Heavenly Master chooses to convert those who have not done any serious evil, but have become evil spirits by coincidence.
But the art of controlling ghosts is different. Just hearing the name of this art will give you a sense of domineering and murderous aura.
This is indeed the case. The more ferocious the evil spirit is, the greater the power it can unleash when it is subdued.
A Taoist priest who specializes in the art of controlling ghosts often does not care about those weak wandering souls, but instead spends his entire life seeking to subdue more powerful evil spirits.
Lan Qinghong smiled gently, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter: "...Many people think that the art of controlling ghosts is against the way of heaven, but I think that there is no good or bad in art, it all depends on how the person who holds the art uses it."
"If we can use the evil ghosts to punish evil and promote good, then when the matter is completed, the heaven will bestow merits. Not only will the heavenly master benefit greatly, but the evil ghosts will also be able to share half of the merits and wash away their sins. Wouldn't it be great to enter the cycle of reincarnation at that time?"
What he said made some sense. The Heavenly Master in the audience thought about it carefully and had to admit that it was indeed true.
They previously thought that the Lan family's technique of controlling ghosts was evil because controlling evil ghosts sounded a bit eerie, but if they could really manipulate the evil ghosts to do good deeds, it would be considered a good deed.
Lan Qinghong glanced at the changes in the expressions of the heavenly masters below the stage, smiled, and began to get to the point: "The essence of the art of controlling ghosts lies in the evil ghosts' own choices..."
When you first start learning how to control ghosts, you must not choose ghosts that are too vicious, otherwise it will easily cause backlash.
You should proceed step by step, and use ghosts to defeat ghosts, just like using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force, so as not to hurt the Heavenly Master himself.
Lan Qinghong himself had a very gentle appearance and temperament, and when he spoke about the art of controlling ghosts, his words were reasonable and to the point. After he stopped, the heavenly masters who were interested in exorcising and controlling ghosts also gained something.
Lan Qinghong smiled and glanced at Rong Jing who was not far away.
The other party didn't seem to care about what he had just said. He just lowered his eyes and looked at his phone, not knowing what he was looking at.
Frowning, Lan Qinghong turned around, stepped down from the stage, and sat back in his seat.
Listening to the disciples of the same clan and even the Heavenly Master not far away pondering over his words, Lan Qinghong smiled.
.
He was not deceiving anyone. Whether the art of controlling ghosts was good or evil really depended on the temperament of the Taoist priest himself.
However, if the Heavenly Master himself does not have a strong and cold character, he may be easily attacked by the ghosts under his command, and eventually become food for the evil ghosts to strengthen their power.
Moreover, who says that the art of controlling ghosts can only control evil spirits?
Gently picking up the hot tea prepared by the organizer of the metaphysics exchange event, Lan Qinghong calmly lowered his head and took a sip.
The taste was a bit too bland.
Lan Qinghong's profound and easy-to-understand sharing of the art of controlling ghosts naturally attracted the attention of many heavenly masters. After him, Taoist Qingyuan asked, "Who is the third fellow chosen by the Xuanlingzhan?" Finally, the person who stood up was a familiar face.
"Master Yuankong." Taoist Master Qingyuan performed a Taoist salute to Master Yuankong, and Master Yuankong naturally returned the salute of the Buddhist sect.
Based on the teachings of Buddhism, Master Yuankong finally chose the word "salvation" as the topic of communication.
Buddha saves all living beings and helps them escape from suffering and attain happiness.
The doctrine he taught was called "Saving". There was also a Heavenly Master from the Buddhist sect in the audience. At this time, he remained silent, put his hands together, and chanted Buddhist verses in his heart.
The next person to go up was a Heavenly Master who specialized in the art of thunder magic, and then there were those who practiced the art of corpse-driving, those who practiced Maoshan Taoism, those who practiced the horse-riding magic of the North... there were all kinds of them.
But the only thing in common was that, because of the speeches by Rong Jing and Lan Qinghong, the Heavenly Masters who stood up later, no matter what they felt in their hearts, all showed their true abilities and taught many skills and experiences that only experienced Heavenly Masters like them could figure out.
Until the crescent moon rose and the red lanterns in the old street were lit with candles, the last Taoist priest’s sharing finally came to an end.
There was naturally a place to eat in the event venue. Rong Jing had just eaten a few pieces of chocolate he brought with him at his seat, so he wasn't very hungry at the moment.
“It’s over…”
The last celestial master who just spoke was a wizard who specialized in witchcraft. Celestial Master Long happened to be integrating witchcraft and sorcery recently, and he benefited a lot from this trip.
She sighed with some reluctance, then raised her hand and stretched.
The slender body stretched out is so beautiful that people can't help but take a second look.
But Rong Jing, who was sitting next to her, did not change his expression at all, and his eyes were fixed on the phone, as if the phone was more attractive than the beautiful woman next to him.
Master Long raised his eyebrows and sat up straight: "The trade fair will start in an hour, Master Rong, do you want to go to dinner with us first?"
"No thanks." Unexpectedly, Rong Jing opened his mouth but refused.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his expression rarely changed. Seeing this, Long Tianshi thought he had something urgent to say, so he didn't say anything else.
Smilingly, he pointed the direction of the restaurant to Rong Jing. Then, Master Long stood up, linked arms with Taoist Miaoyin, and followed the team of masters from the special department towards the restaurant.
Rong Jing glanced at his phone, then turned around and walked towards the alley at the entrance to the old street.
The blue brick and black tile building has an indescribable sense of mystery in the night. The two or three hundred Tianshi who participated in the exchange meeting basically went to the restaurant, so the alley was now too quiet.
The lanterns with burning candles swayed gently in the night breeze, making the shadows of passers-by appear particularly long.
Xie Xuanqing stood outside the alley. He knew clearly that this was the place where the metaphysics exchange activity was held, but his reason told him that it would be better not to rush in.
His eyes deepened, but Xie Xuanqing did not get out of the car directly. Instead, he opened WeChat, found the note that he was very familiar with, and sent his location.
...It depends on whether his Mr. Rong cares about him at all.
Xie Xuanqing couldn't tell why he did this. He just looked at the entrance of the narrow and deep alley with a stern expression and waited patiently.
To be honest, because the event organizers had set up a formation nearby, many ordinary people without spiritual perception had already bypassed this place without realizing it.
Only people like Xie Xuanqing who have an invitation letter from the organizer can come here.
Many of the invited families had already gone into the alley. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people, Xie Xuanqing slowly withdrew his gaze.
Yue Feng, who was sitting in the front row, didn't dare to ask him whether they should turn around and go back.
Another car entered the alley, and they were the only ones parked outside. Yue Feng sat in the passenger seat, staring intently at the big locust tree not far away, and then vaguely seemed to hear some footsteps coming from the alley.
The light from the flashlight on the mobile phone is not strong, but it is enough to illuminate a small world.
Yue Feng was a little nervous at first, until he heard the door behind him suddenly open, and Xie Xuan gently pushed open the door and got out: "...Mr. Rong."
There was a hint of inexplicable emotion in the deep and magnetic voice.
But before Rong Jing noticed this difference, Xie Xuanqing's expression had returned to normal. With the corners of his lips slightly raised, he continued, "You're here."
"...Yeah." Rong Jing frowned and responded calmly, then glanced at him indifferently, "Did you bring the invitation?"
The invitation letter sent to the aristocratic family was only for two people to enter. Xie Xuanqing did not plan to bring Yue Feng in, so he held the invitation letter in his own hand.
"Yes."
Rong Jing nodded, said nothing, turned around and walked back into the alley.
Under the night sky, his shining silver hair was as beautiful as the bright moon and the stars.
Xie Xuanqing subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch it. After a pause, he clenched his fingertips again, turned around and told Yue Feng and the driver to pick them up after the trade fair, and then Xie Xuanqing followed with a smile.
The alley was a bit narrow. The two people walked side by side, and it seemed that they could feel the warmth coming from each other through the thickness of their coats.
"Mr. Rong, how have you been these days?" After walking for a few minutes, Xie Xuanqing spoke first.
He knew that Rong Jing went to Xiang City to preside over a ceremony for Ji Yucheng's ethnic ecological tourism park, and he also knew that Rong Jing participated in metaphysics exchange activities after coming to Zhao City. He just wanted to hear Rong Jing say it again.
Rong Jing frowned and looked at him: "Not bad."
There is nothing particularly good or bad. Master Rong does not have high material requirements, and there is nothing particularly unbearable along the way.
Xie Xuan chuckled: "Really... That's good."
He didn't mind Rong Jing's indifferent attitude. Instead, he slowed down his pace and walked side by side with Rong Jing.
"This is also the first time for me to attend this kind of trade fair... I'll have to trouble Mr. Rong to help me with the inspection later." Xie Xuanqing said.
His voice came from his chest and echoed on both sides of the alley. In the night, it was particularly low and pleasant.
Rong Jing's ears moved unconsciously, his expression was indifferent, but he frowned and responded: "...Yeah."
But there was still some time before the trade fair started. Rong Jing had eaten a few pieces of chocolate before and didn't feel very hungry, but Xie Xuanqing had just flown from the capital in the afternoon and didn't have much time to eat on the way.
After a pause, Rong Jing took Xie Xuanqing to the restaurant.
Fortunately, many people from the aristocratic families came here to take a walk in order to get in touch with the Taoist priests they favored in advance. Walking into the restaurant that was booked in advance, there were already prepared foods placed everywhere.
The celestial masters each have their own preferences. At this time, they hold small plates, lower their heads and pick out what they like, then stand together in twos and threes to chat.
The moment Xie Xuanqing stepped into the buffet restaurant, he felt something was wrong.
The noisy noise suddenly stopped, and many people looked in their direction.
To be precise, he was looking at Rong Jing who was beside him.
With a slight movement in his heart, Xie Xuanqing watched those Heavenly Masters turn around and go back. He couldn't help but secretly look at Rong Jing's performance. He smiled and whispered in Rong Jing's ear: "It seems that Mr. Rong has shown his skills today."
Although he came closer, he still maintained a certain social distance and was not rude.
It was just that the low voice with a smile sounded softly in his ears, and Rong Jing always felt as if the tip of his ear was tickled by something, and the slight itch spread along the flowing blood, and even his heart trembled a little.
Unable to help but purse his lips, Rong Jing was about to turn around and say something, but Xie Xuanqing had already stood up straight and looked at the clean plates on the dining table: "Mr. Rong, haven't you had dinner yet?"
He went to get two plates and handed one to Rong Jing.
Rong Jing: “…”
He reached out and took the plate anyway.
However, the organizers also put a lot of thought into the dining area for the Heavenly Masters. Not only are the ingredients fresh, but the chef is also a famous chef.
Rong Jing picked up some food and put it on the plate. Xie Xuanqing hadn't eaten anything on the way here, so he picked up some as well.
"Master Rong, Patriarch Xie?"
After walking around the restaurant, Rong Jing suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Old Master Wang Boyui stood beside Pei Yuan, looking at Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing not far away, his expression also a little surprised.
He wasn't surprised that Rong Jing was here——
In fact, he came here specifically for Rong Jing, but he was a little surprised to see Xie Xuanqing also here, and it seemed that he had a familiar relationship with Rong Jing.
Obviously, when he wanted to introduce Rong Jing to Xie Xuanqing, the other party had a cold expression on his face, saying "I won't talk about this"...
Although he later heard about the Xibeijiang Bridge incident, he still didn't expect that Xie Xuanqing would be so humble.
Thinking about the fact that Xie resolutely took over the land in the east of the city when the situation was unclear, Wang Boyui vaguely guessed something.
His eyes fell on Xie Xuanqing like a torch, but the other party seemed to be unaware of anything and nodded at him calmly: "Long time no see, Uncle Wang."
Wang Borui: “…”
The Wang and Xie families had some friendship after all, so Wang Boyui couldn't say anything more in front of Rong Jing, so he just smiled and said, "Yeah, I didn't expect to meet the head of the Xie family here."
He slightly emphasized the word "here", as if wondering why Xie Xuanqing, a person who had never believed in metaphysics before, would appear in this place.
Xie Xuan chuckled: "I heard that Mr. Rong was coming before, and the organizer also sent me an invitation, so I came to participate."
Doesn't the implication mean that he accepted the invitation and came here because Rong Jing was sure to come here?
Wang Borui: Damn it, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is actually so good at improving Master Rong Tian’s favorability!
Rong Jing and Pei Yuan, who were listening to their conversation, said: "..."
Gently raising the wine glass, Pei Yuan looked at the plate in Rong Jing's hand.
A few shrimp dumplings, two sushis, and a small cup of pudding.
The taste is not too strong, even a little light.
Rong Jing noticed his action and nodded to Pei Yuan.
Wang Borui withdrew his gaze from Xie Xuanqing, then holding the wine glass, he walked closer and said with some emotion: "It has been a while since I last saw Master Rong..."
After Wang Yizhou's death, Wang Boyui donated nearly 50 million yuan in total. However, due to the evil consequences caused by Wang Yizhou and the power of the Wang family, the situation of the Wang family was not very good in the following days.
But Wang Borui managed to hold on. He personally went to burn incense for the victims several times and placed their names in front of the Buddha statue. Slowly, the fortunes of the Wang family recovered.
Thinking of Rong Jing's words "Do more good deeds", Wang Boyui smiled. He can be said to have put this sentence into practice to the end.
Rong Jing also looked at him, and seeing that the golden light of merit on his body seemed to have increased a little, he nodded: "Mr. Wang."
After a few pleasantries, Wang Boyui glanced at the plate in Rong Jing's hand. It was not good to continue disturbing Rong Jing while he was eating, so he said something apologetically and walked back to Pei Yuan.
But after he left, more people came one after another, including people from the Ji family, the Xu family, and those heavenly masters who wanted to make friends with Rong Jing after listening to his lectures.
Xie Xuanqing stood behind Rong Jing, watching Rong Jing dealing with the visitor with an indifferent expression, and could not help but lower his eyes.
His Mr. Rong is truly as dazzling as the sun in the sky.
The last Taoist priest who came to seek advice was a bit stubborn, so it took a long time to get advice from him.
The crab meat soup dumplings in Rong Jing's hand had lost their heat, and the pudding had melted a little.
Frowning slightly, Rong Jing still gave the other party some advice.
The plate in my hand was taken away and quickly replaced by another one.
After a pause, Rong Jing raised his amber eyes and saw Xie Xuanqing casually put the plate of cold food in the recycling area and whispered, "The food is cold. Eating it is not good for your stomach."
The steaming shrimp dumplings and crab meat dumplings exuded a fresh and sweet aroma. The Taoist priest finally realized that Rong Jing was eating, so he quickly apologized and turned to leave.
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