However, Zhang Ling taught the Five Thunders Orthodox Method without any hesitation, and also taught the Talisman Water Technique, one of the 72 Disha Magical Techniques.
It is precisely because of this that Zhengyi Temple has become the most top-notch Taoist temple in this mortal world. It is well-known throughout the world for its talisman technique. Even the gods and immortals from all sides are afraid of it. With the guarantee of Jiutian Yingyuan Mansion, the temple is prosperous for thousands of years and has no disasters or troubles!
Seeing Buxiu so excited that pilgrims from all around came to watch, Zhang Ling waved his sleeves to send out a breeze to help the other person up, and then waved his hand again, taking Buxiu and Qingshuang to the pavilion on the back mountain. This place was far away from the Taoist temple and pilgrims, so it would not cause any commotion.
"Six hundred years have passed, and you have now attained enlightenment. Congratulations!"
Zhang Ling said with some relief.
Buxiu was moved to tears of gratitude, saying that if it had not been for Zhang Ling's help and preaching six hundred years ago, there would be no Zhengyi Temple today, and there would be no himself today.
And beneath her willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and cherry-like lips, tears were already streaming down her face.
Although her skin was as white as snow, her legs were slender and graceful, and her temperament was extraordinary, she was trembling all over and breathing rapidly when she saw Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling saw that her hair was as white as raging waves and as white as mountains. Her three thousand black hair was tied up high with a jade hairpin across it. She was originally elegant and graceful with a unique charm, but now she was crying, looking very pitiful.
After counting on his fingers, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Qingshuang had actually had feelings for him for six hundred years!
Zhang Ling shook his head. He had never dealt with such a relationship between a man and a woman before, but he felt that the other party's six hundred years of waiting was unbearable. No wonder he was unwilling to ascend to heaven and stayed in the mortal world. It turned out that he was just waiting for his return.
However, when they met again here, they looked at each other in silence. After all, they had not seen each other for six hundred years, and six hundred years ago it was just a chance encounter, without much interaction. Zhang Ling thought about it for a long time, and finally said: "I'm fine, no need to worry!"
After saying that, he took out two Bodhi seeds from his sleeve and gave them to Buxiu and Qingshuang respectively, then waved goodbye and left.
Qingshuang looked at the free and easy figure of the young man in blue, holding the Bodhi seed in his hand, and felt happy. The six hundred years of waiting finally paid off. Even if it was just a reply from the other party, she would be very satisfied!
In this way, there will not be too many worries in this mortal world.
On that day, Qingshuang became an immortal on the spot, ascended to heaven, and was registered in the immortal register. Auspicious clouds covering a hundred miles from the nine heavens came to welcome him.
Led by Buxiu, the disciples of Zhengyi Temple respectfully sent the Supreme Elder off to ascend to heaven, feeling mixed emotions in their hearts.
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Zhang Ling left Zhengyi Temple and unknowingly came to a deep mountain.
Feeling the beauty of nature in the deep mountains and valleys is another way to feel relaxed and happy.
Soon I met a woman, she was wearing colorful clothes, she was lovely, her eyes were clear, she was graceful and elegant, and she looked very graceful.
A faint demonic aura emanated from it. Zhang Ling looked up and saw that it was actually a butterfly spirit with a pair of antennae on its head and a body covered with fluff.
"Hey! Are you lost?"
The butterfly fairy took out a sweet cookie from her pocket and handed it to Zhang Ling, but she also mistook the young man in blue for a lost mortal.
Zhang Ling laughed in silence, but did not explain too much. He reached out to take the cookie. It was sweet and soft in the mouth, with the fragrance of flower petals. He guessed that this must be a cookie made of flowers and honey!
Zhang Ling thanked the other party for the food and did not leave immediately. He wanted to stay in this deep valley for a while, so he continued to pretend to be a lost mortal and followed the butterfly fairy to stroll in the mountains.
The other party took Zhang Ling out of the mountain very enthusiastically. He really had a kind heart and was good by nature.
"You are different from other mortals!"
The butterfly fairy suddenly looked at Zhang Ling halfway and said with some suspicion.
"Oh? I wonder what's different?"
The butterfly fairy blushed slightly and whispered, "The smell of you makes me want to get close to you..."
Is it really like this?
Zhang Ling shook his head, thinking that this butterfly spirit also had the instinct to do good, and its heart was clear and bright, and it felt close to the aura of immortals.
Zhang Ling quickly changed the subject and asked the butterfly spirit if she was bored living alone in the mountains.
The butterfly fairy shook her head and said that she often met mountain people and often helped those mortals in need. In the midst of her speech, she suddenly let slip that one day she met bandits, and she disguised herself as a child to persuade the passing bandits to mend their ways.
When the butterfly fairy said this, she suddenly covered her mouth and looked at Zhang Ling with some concern. She was a little worried that the young man in blue would see through her and be disgusted with her after being a monster.
Zhang Ling nodded with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I am also a cultivator and I am friendly to those who do good deeds!"
Then she said, "You are so kind, you deserve to be called the Butterfly Fairy!"
As soon as the words came out, the butterfly fairy looked at Zhang Ling shyly, but there was joy between her brows.
The distance between the two of them shortened, and they found a flower forest in the mountains to sit down and have a long chat with each other.
"I dare not call the butterfly fairy, otherwise the mountain god and the land god will scold me!"
The butterfly fairy seemed to have thought of something and immediately said with some fear.
"It's just a name, so what?"
Zhang Ling asked with some confusion.
The butterfly fairy quickly waved her hands and said, "I'm just a mountain spirit. How dare I call myself a fairy? The Mountain God and the Earth God are very strict with us. They want to prevent us from showing off, claiming to be extraordinary, and using our innate powers to cause trouble and become complacent!"
Zhang Ling nodded when he heard this, and he felt that the mountain gods and the land gods here were indeed thoughtful.
As the butterfly fairy spoke, she began to tell the story of what she encountered in the mountains.
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