The sun is rising.
At this time in the mountains, the surrounding temperature has lost its coolness.
Ji Miaomiao put the successfully drawn talisman aside, and while she was in a good mood, she took out a blank piece of talisman paper, pressed it down, and picked up the pen to continue drawing.
She didn't write very fast, but her writing was extremely steady.
Time flies by while I am drawing.
After successfully drawing five more pictures, Ji Miaomiao began to sweat on her forehead. She felt that her energy and skills were running out, so she stopped writing.
She sorted out the talisman papers on the table and saw that there were three failed ones and six successful ones, with a success rate of two-thirds. She was quite satisfied with this.
She folded the six successfully drawn talismans and put them into the sleeves of her Taoist robe.
Then, she turned around and sat on the bed in the room. Drawing talismans consumed a lot of mental energy. Even while sitting, the tired and confused feeling in her mind still made her very uncomfortable.
Ji Miaomiao sat on the bed and cleared her mind, hoping to slowly relieve this fatigue, but found that it didn't work.
She frowned and looked up, only to see the sun hanging high in the sky outside the window, facing the bed in the room. The scene was very suitable for practicing the nourishing spirit diagram.
He adjusted his body, assumed the Five Flowers Facing the Yuan posture, and tried to practice the Yang Shen Diagram to relieve the fatigue he felt at the moment.
At this moment, the increasingly vivid illusory figure in her mind also assumed the same posture and entered a state of cultivation.
There is very little Ziwei Qi around the sun, and unlike the imperceptible and unconscious clear Qi, it emits a comfortable cool feeling after being absorbed.
In her previous daily practice, she would absorb a wisp each time as usual to nourish the illusory human figure conjured by her spiritual consciousness. However, today, she had consumed too much mental energy, and after she entered the state of practice, she found that she had absorbed more Ziwei Qi.
The icy and cool energy of Ziwei enters the body and quickly nourishes the spiritual power, just like a thirsty traveler in the desert drinking sweet spring water, making people want to drink it without any care.
Forgot about time and everything.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that her previous fatigue had disappeared. She was in an exceptionally good state now, and it was almost noon.
Ji Miaomiao was slightly stunned, surprised by the effect of the Nourishing Spirit Diagram in restoring her mental strength, and she actually absorbed more Ziwei Qi during this practice than before.
Could it be that practicing after exhausting all your mental energy will yield better results?!
This guess suddenly popped up in her mind, and she secretly decided to go back and try this kind of practice again to verify it.
But now, there is no time.
Ji Miaomiao looked at the sun outside, then stood up and stretched her body a little, which was a little stiff from practicing. Then she picked up her pink flip phone that had been idle for a long time and some cash, and hurried out.
Today is the day she and her master Daoming Zhenren agreed to go down the mountain together.
Taoist Master Daoming knew that she had been busy practicing these days and would not come to the room to disturb or urge her, but she did not want to delay too long and wanted to set off and walk down the mountain as soon as possible.
Walk from the backyard into the front hall.
Ji Miaomiao saw her master Daoming Zhenren.
Taoist Master Daoming was wearing a Taoist robe and standing in front of the statue of the Three Pure Ones. He was holding three burning sandalwood sticks in his hands and bowing in worship. He did not stop even when he heard footsteps beside him.
"Disciple Daoming, I am bringing my young disciple Xuanjing down the mountain this time. I hope Daozu will bless this trip and make it all go smoothly."
Taoist Master Daoming spoke respectfully, and then inserted the sandalwood in his hand into the incense burner on the table. Ji Miaomiao came over and stood behind her master, and also bowed to show her sincerity.
Watching the curls of sandalwood smoke rise, Taoist Master Daoming slowly turned around and said jokingly with a smile on his face, "Disciple, if you don't come soon, Master will think you overslept and will go to call you himself."
Ji Miaomiao pursed her lips and smiled with a bit of shame. Because she had just spent a long time practicing to recover her mental strength, it did delay her time to go down the mountain.
The master and disciple had originally planned to set out in the morning, but it was almost noon now, which meant that her master Daoming Zhenren had been waiting in vain for several hours.
Thinking of this, she didn't know what to say for a moment.
Fortunately, Taoist Master Daoming had no intention of arguing with his disciple. He only said this jokingly and took him away. He then asked about the real business: "Disciple, have you packed everything you need when you go down the mountain?"
This time she went down the mountain not only to sell things from door to door, but also to check her college entrance examination scores.
Ji Miaomiao had checked carefully before coming out of the room. She had her cell phone, cash, and ID card with her without missing anything. When she heard this, she answered without hesitation: "Master, don't worry, I have everything with me."
"Okay, let's go now." Taoist Master Daoming said.
In the past few days on the mountain, the master and disciple drew and prepared amulets, small wooden swords and other small items, which were all put into a cloth bag of the same color as the Taoist robe by Taoist Master Daoming.
After he finished speaking, he wanted to pick it up and put it on his back, but Ji Miaomiao stopped him and said, "Master, let me hold the things."
The cloth bag is not heavy to carry.
Seeing his disciple's filial piety, Taoist Master Daoming didn't refuse. He let her take it and put it on his back, saying with a smile, "Okay, since it's rare for you to come down the mountain with me, I'll leave the things to you."
After saying this, the master and disciple locked the door of the Taoist temple and walked down the mountain together.
As a senior Taoist priest with rich experience who has been walking the streets and alleys for decades, Daoming Zhenren has his own way of selling things.
After going down the mountain, he took Ji Miaomiao directly to a very famous scenic spot near Chuan City: Fairy Peak.
According to legend, fairies were once seen on this mountain in ancient times, hence the name Fairy Peak. Today, due to the beautiful scenery and good development and publicity, the mountain attracts a large number of local and foreign tourists every day.
In such a crowded place, there are naturally stalls selling all kinds of snacks, souvenirs and other things.
Taoist Master Daoming took Ji Miaomiao to a flat mountain road as if he was familiar with the place. He took the cloth bag and began to lay out the things he brought out one by one.
Ji Miaomiao squatted down to the side and wanted to help, but he dismissed her by saying, "Don't worry about that. There's a stall selling cold noodles a little further down the road. Go there and buy two bowls of cold noodles and take them home."
The master and the disciple were late in leaving home. Although they bought some food on the way to fill their stomachs, they had also consumed a lot of energy climbing the mountain, so it was normal for them to want to eat.
Ji Miaomiao stopped what she was doing when she heard this, raised her eyes and replied, "Okay, Master, I'll go buy some cold noodles."
After saying that, he stood up and walked away along the mountain path. After a few steps, he heard the voice of Taoist Master Daoming coming from behind him: "Hey! Disciple, remember to report my name as your master. The stall will be cheaper for you."
Ji Miaomiao didn't look back, but just raised her hand and waved it back and said, "I understand, Master."
The sun was scorching hot at this time, but on this mountain it was somewhat weakened by the lush branches and leaves of the trees.
She followed the master's instructions and walked along the mountain road for a while, and then she arrived at an open space. Near the intersection was a roadside stall selling cold noodles.
The stall was not small, with some parasols, tables and chairs placed in the open space.
Ji Miaomiao saw from afar that many people were sitting under parasols eating cold noodles, and it looked like they must taste good.
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