Chapter 286 Baibai started talking?!

Because she had figured it out, Mianmian became confident again. She sat cross-legged and listened carefully to Qingxu's words, hearing a lot of things that her mother didn't say.

It is easy to say that we should combine the strengths of hundreds of schools, but it is actually very difficult to do. There are hundreds of schools, even if there are really only a hundred schools. If you want to learn the essence of what each school has, you need to spend time to study it.

So mom and dad also said that you can learn as long as you live, and never give up the opportunity to learn. Even if you don't understand it at the time, you can just write it down. After writing it down, one day when the time comes, those things will be integrated.

Seeing that Mianmian was listening attentively, Yang Xian, who had put his worries aside, also started to listen attentively.

The more he listened, the more interesting he found it.

Qingxu didn’t just talk about those theoretical things alone, but later he began to combine what he said with on-site teaching. For example, from some simple sentences, he derived Taoism, Yin and Yang, and Feng Shui metaphysics.

Everyone present listened with great interest. It was truly a very comprehensive presentation that took into account both the spirit and the practical aspects.

Because the most fundamental reason for the Dharma Assembly was that the Ghost Gate was about to open, Qingxu later taught the meditation spell, lightning induction spell, etc. Although these things were low-level, they came from Lingxiao Temple, and naturally they were more powerful than the spells handed down by scattered sects and individual investors.

Someone at the scene used the lightning-drawing technique based on what Qingxu said, and even numbed his own hand.

Yang Xian was curious and tried it as well.

First, it was luck. Even if he didn't have it, he pretended that he had it in his body. Then, he gathered the energy in his palm... Finally! With a "snap" sound, a bolt of lightning as thick as a cotton swab appeared at Yang Xian's feet, leaving a black mark on the ground.

Those who were practicing saw this scene and were even more surprised: What is going on? Why is this person's thunder so thick? Those with shallow cultivation were impressed by this, while those with deeper cultivation thought more deeply.

This young man not only opened his third eye at such a young age, but he had nothing in his body. Just by listening to the explanation and demonstration of Taoist Master Qingxu, he successfully attracted lightning! With such talent, and encountering a good time without strict control, if they don’t have a master yet, can they fight for it? Give it a try? While everyone was thinking differently, Su Chenjin also quietly tried the method that Qingxu had just said.

It’s just a pity that no matter how many times he tried, he couldn’t draw out the thunder like the others did.

Su Chenjin thought: This might be the talent or spiritual root in the novel? Their lineage does not have this kind of fate, so only the great uncle is related to the Xuanmen.

My aunt never said she wanted to teach them, maybe this is the reason.

However, every stick has its own strengths and weaknesses. Su Chenjin did not take this matter to heart and continued to sit in his seat calmly.

Yongjue had actually been secretly paying attention to Mianmian. When he saw Su Chenjin's actions, he was a little worried.

As the abbot of Shifang Temple, Yongjue had never met Su Chenjin before, and today was the first time they met. Now it seems that everyone in the Su family is indeed excellent, and he doesn't need to worry too much. If it were someone else, seeing that the young man Yang Xian could achieve the effect of attracting lightning in one go, they would be jealous to the point of red eyes. For example, there are such young people present, and their mentality is unstable.

Qingxu also saw this. Originally the purpose of today was to communicate and learn, so he made a temporary change and asked those who had doubts to come to the stage and he would teach them personally.

This opportunity only comes once a year, and those present signed up enthusiastically and took turns to go on stage to receive guidance.

The afternoon of communication passed quickly and it was getting dark.

The arrangement at night is not for everyone to stay here. The monks will chant scriptures in the temple to suppress the negative energy, while Taoist personnel like those in Lingxiao Temple will move freely.

No one knows what kind of ghosts will come out when the Ghost Gate opens. Three years ago, an evil ghost came up and picked a man who went out at night, toyed with him wantonly and then killed him. Although this will punish the evil ghost himself, since the evil ghost has lost his mind and chose this day to take revenge on the mortal world, why would he care about these things? In fact, the opening of the Ghost Gate this time is also the evolution of the way of heaven in accordance with the rules of heaven and earth, so that the ghosts who are still waiting in line in the underworld and have not yet drunk Mengpo soup can see their relatives again. The original intention is good.

But all things are born from yin and yang, where there is yin there is yang, good and bad always follow each other, and the mortal world can only adapt to this and try to deal with the bad aspects.

Mianmian hesitated whether she should go on patrol together, but she couldn't bear to leave her friends.

When the little girl was hesitating, Taoist Qingxu came over and said, "Junior Sister Mianmian, why are you so sad? What's wrong? Tell me about it."

Mianmian said in a baby voice: "I'm a little worried about my friends, but I also want to go out with you guys."

Qingxu said: "It's okay, Junior Sister, don't worry about the outside world. We remember everything you said before. With us here, such a situation will not happen."

What Qingxu said was the information revealed by a ghost who was previously captured in the underworld and had friends in the New God sect. On the day of Ghost Festival, the New God sect wanted to recruit a group of ghosts from the underworld to return to the mortal world.

If a ghost does not return to the underworld, it will be punished, but if it later escapes from the underworld with help, that is a different matter.

People can change from kind to evil, and the same goes for ghosts; it just depends on how they think.

Hearing Qingxu's assurance, Mianmian laughed and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to Senior Brother Qingxu then."

As she spoke, she placed her hands in front of her and bowed.

Qingxu and she are of the same generation, and it is very appropriate for peers to bow.

The little girl in a cute dress made such a serious gesture of greeting, which made Qingxu melt. He stroked his beard and smiled and returned the greeting: "Junior sister, you are too kind. This is what a senior brother should do."

As the director of the supernatural management bureau and the highly respected abbot of Lingxiao Temple, everyone else gave Qingxu face and listened to his arrangements and took the car to various places in the north city.

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Seeing everyone leave, Mianmian took out her small cell phone and posted another new Weibo post.

"Everyone, go home early and have a good sleep today. Ghost Festival is here. My nephews and grandchildren said that everyone wants to have a night out. So, have a night out at home today. Your relatives also want to see you smoothly."

In the previous Weibo post, Mianmian listened to Su Chenjin's advice and popularized the idea that the Zhongyuan Festival is the Ghost Festival, as well as some of the rules of the Ghost Festival. Fans forwarded it over 100 million times.

The Chinese have a deep-seated reverence for traditional festivals, such as tomb-sweeping and ancestor worship during the Qingming Festival, which has been passed down to this day. On Ghost Festival, people also follow tradition to burn paper money and light lanterns for their loved ones in advance.

After posting on Weibo and telling fans not to play outside at night, Mianmian returned to the main hall.

The chanting of sutras was carried out in the Main Hall, with many monks sitting on cushions. There was not enough space inside, so the seats were extended outside.

As soon as Mianmian arrived, Baibai came over.

A chubby little wolf stuck out his tongue and said happily: "Mianmianmian, listen, listen, I can talk now!!!"

Xiaohu also spoke, holding onto Mianmian's other leg, and speaking in a baby voice: "Mianmianmianmian, listen, listen, I can speak now~!"

The two monsters suddenly spoke. The monks of Fahua Temple looked proud, but the monks of Shifang Temple frowned.

The fact that they followed Yongjue to attend the Dharma Assembly showed that they had already been exposed to Buddhism and had some understanding of it. Naturally, they also had some understanding of the supernatural beings, and knew that it was not easy for monsters to cultivate, and that it would take more than a hundred years for them to transform their throat bones and speak human language!

Bai Bai couldn't speak during the day, but after kneeling in front of the Buddha statue for an afternoon, he was able to speak so fluently. How could this not surprise people?

You can't let a young monster spend a hundred years in just one night, right? (End of this chapter)