Chapter 393: Morning Dew as Bait, Ten Thousand Dragons Playing with Pearls
But there are not ten thousand dragons in the murals, and the remaining dragons are hidden in the Golden Palace.
For example, the pillars of the Golden Palace were coiled with eighty-one dragons of varying sizes. Dragons were hidden everywhere, on the dome, in the beams, and in the cracks between the bricks in the walls.
Even the shape of a dragon could be vaguely seen in the lamplight of the bronze lamp.
Taoist Xiao said, "To be honest, Great Immortal, the Painting Saint told my master that he had created a painting of ten thousand dragons in the temple. If anyone could find all of them, they would receive a chance from him. But throughout the generations, from my master to me, everyone has wanted to find all ten thousand dragons in the painting, but they have never been able to find them all."
"Master said that our destiny wasn't there and we couldn't force it, so we gave up. Now, only the newly initiated boys still like to count dragons in the temple, just as a game."
Speaking of this, Taoist Xiao was quite calm. He was not dissatisfied with the fact that the Saint of Painting had hidden the opportunity, nor was he anxious about not being able to find the opportunity.
At that time, the master of Shenjing Palace asked the Saint of Painting to draw a picture here with the jade book left by Huanlong. The Saint of Painting did as promised, and even exceeded the master's expectations. What was left behind was not only a mural, but also the Saint of Painting's ingenuity and chance.
Gong Mengbi glanced at him, and with a rare bit of admiration, he said, "You are quite interesting as a Taoist, and you are quite open-minded."
Being looked at with such high regard by the Immortal Jin Ting, Taoist Xiao unexpectedly felt somewhat honored. He was startled and quickly raised his guard, saying with a wry smile, "For a cultivator, controlling one's mind is paramount."
Gong Mengbi laughed out loud and said, "I've seen many practitioners who are greedy and mean, and even more so, those who are hypocritical and sanctimonious. There are so many of them that I despise them."
"So what if they are cultivators?"
He shook his head contemptuously and said nothing more.
Taoist Xiao's face turned a little red. Although the Immortal Jin Ting didn't say anything about him, he was more or less hit by the stray arrow.
Gong Mengbi seemed to have reached his limit and didn't want to talk to him any more. He said, "Move the statue of your ancestor away and clean up the Golden Palace. This will be my residence from now on."
Taoist Xiao looked at the statue of the ancestor, his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he was intimidating without being angry, but it had no effect on the fox demon.
He felt humiliated, but when the fox demon looked at him with those narrow eyes, he felt a chill down his spine and had to obey.
He didn't move it because he was afraid that the fox demon would throw the statue of the ancestor away, which would be even more blasphemous.
Taoist Xiao burned incense to the master, prayed silently, and criticized the fox demon harshly in his heart, hoping that the master would show up and send down thunder and true fire to kill the fox demon.
The incense was burning, but the master did not appear.
Taoist Xiao had no choice but to carry the statue of the ancestor away and put it in a side hall to keep it company with the God of Fire.
Taoist Xiao called his fellow apprentices to help him. They moved all the altars and incense burners out of the Golden Hall, brought in cloud beds and soft couches, and took out the four treasures of the study, turning the Golden Hall into a guest room.
The Immortal Jin Ting enjoyed it as a matter of course, just observing the brushstrokes of the painting saint and trying to understand the artistic conception.
Taoist Xiao cleaned up the Golden Palace and said aggrievedly, "Great Immortal Jin Ting, it's already been cleaned up."
Gong Mengbi nodded and said, "I don't fast, but I don't eat common food either. I need to eat morning dew and bait. You should prepare it."
This was treating him like a servant. Taoist Xiao agreed with a choked voice, and the Immortal Jin Ting waved his sleeves and asked him to leave.
After leaving the Golden Palace, Taoist Xiao returned to his hut, and several fellow disciples hurried forward to greet him.
Taoist Xiao punched the wall and said, "I'm so angry!"
Several fellow disciples hurriedly questioned him, and Taoist Xiao told them the truth, "He truly considers himself the master of West Dongting Mountain, while we have become dependents."
The fellow disciples sighed and were silent for a moment. One of them said, "At least he's not a bloodthirsty person. He's also very proud and arrogant. He's different from ordinary demons."
Taoist Xiao recalled the words and actions of the Immortal Jin Ting and said, "That fox demon is probably a celestial fox. He has cultivated five tails, has great magical powers, and is knowledgeable. I wonder how to deal with him."
Several fellow disciples advised, "Don't act rashly. Fox demons are always cunning. You've heard what he said. If you really try to touch the tiger's whiskers, the consequences will be unpredictable."
Taoist Xiao punched the wall again and turned to walk outside.
The fellow apprentices caught up and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Taoist Xiao said angrily, "He doesn't eat common food. He wants morning dew as bait. I'll go prepare some awn bait for him!"
Seeing him shaking with anger, several fellow disciples came over, fearing he might become depressed, and said, "Let's help together."
The thing called "shrimp bait" is a magical medicine taken by Taoist practitioners.
The method of taking bait is widely spread, and different medicine baits have different combinations. Shenjing Palace also has some historical origins, so naturally it also has its own method of taking bait and recipes for preparing bait.
The fox demon was so particular that it naturally could not be dealt with by ordinary creatures, otherwise they would be in trouble if it caused trouble.
These fellow disciples went to the mountains to collect purple fungus and ginseng grass, mixed them with chalcedony spirit juice and various spiritual medicines, and Taoist Xiao personally made the bait.
Taoist Xiao felt very distressed. The purple ginseng grass had been kept in the mountains for many years, and they were reluctant to use it. Now it had all fallen into the hands of the fox demon.
If resentment could turn the bait into poison, then this bait would probably kill the three Jinting Immortals.
By the time Taoist Xiao had prepared the bait, it was already late at night.
Before they could rest, they suddenly saw a bright light in the direction of the Golden Palace.
There was a waning moon in the sky, and the moonlight fell on the golden palace like a gauze covering it.
A round elixir emerged from the golden palace, and clouds emerged, supporting the round elixir, like a pearl emerging from water and a bright moon in the sky.
The round elixir energy echoed with the crescent moon in the sky, casting endless light.
Although they knew that it was a fox demon who was practicing magic and stealing the moonlight, Taoist Xiao and several of his fellow disciples were still fascinated by the scene.
The elixir energy constantly sank and floated within the clouds, slowly swirling, displaying immense magical power and supernatural abilities. This was a manifestation of the Way of Cultivation, a path in which Taoist Xiao and his companions were only latecomers.
The round elixir energy floated around the golden palace. Suddenly, all the lights in the golden palace were lit up, sparks flew, fire clouds gathered, and divine dragons appeared in the firelight.
The murals in the Golden Palace seemed to come alive. The various dragons on the murals, such as Yinglong, Canglong, Chilong, Huanglong, Panlong, and Chilong, were all in bright colors, as if paint was splashed in the air and flew out from the firelight.
Dragon shapes of all sizes emerged from the pillars, between the beams, in the cracks between the walls and bricks, above the doors and windows, and even in the lamplight.
Thousands of dragons flew together, circling and playing around the round Dan Qi.
Ten thousand dragons playing with a pearl. In the firelight of the golden palace and the light of the waning moon, the round elixir energy of the Great Immortal Jin Ting was like rippling waves, being fought over by countless dragons, and transformed into a picture of ten thousand dragons playing with a pearl.
Taoist Xiao and several of his fellow disciples were dumbfounded, their mouths dry and they couldn't utter a word.
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