Chapter 462: Coming to the door

Boom.

Almost instantly.

The vitality of the entire world became restless, and the purple morning sun continuously poured into Shen Ping's body from all directions, converging along the meridians to the Taoist bones. Before obtaining the Blood Tai Sui, he could only absorb a wisp of purple qi through meditation every day, but now that his Taoist bones have transformed, coupled with his devouring talent, he has absorbed more than thirty wisps of purple qi in less than a few dozen breaths.

Hu Chichi.

His skin was rustling like a blower being blown by a large amount of purple air.

After half a cup of tea.

The purple energy that brought life to heaven and earth brought about by the rising sun disappeared.

The strange phenomenon around Shen Ping also dissipated.

His true spirit immersed itself in his body, and he checked the lines on the surface of his Taoist bones that were condensed by the vital energy. They had already increased by a circle. This meant that in just half a cup of tea, he had increased his Taoist practice by one year.

The speed of cultivation increased by more than a hundred times.

If it were just Blood Tai Sui, it would not be able to achieve this effect. Most of it was caused by the devouring talent. If the news leaked out, I am afraid that the whole Taoist world would be in an uproar, and those Taoist temples in famous mountains and rivers would scramble for them crazily.

But for this.

Shen Ping had no interest at all. He didn't come to this world to become a genius.

Get up.

Activating his teleportation talent, he returned to his residence in Shanyang County.

"According to the records in the Changling Taoist Temple, only those who have practiced Taoism for 500 years can be canonized as a True Man. Even if one has practiced Taoism for 1,000 years but has not been canonized by the imperial court, one can still be canonized as a True Lord. And those who have practiced Taoism for more than 1,000 years can go to famous mountains and rivers to establish a sect."

"According to my current cultivation speed, it will only take three or four years for me to reach the level of a True Lord... Well, I will first settle down in Changling Temple for a while, and when I have the strength of a True Lord, I will go out to travel and inquire about the news of Futu Mountain."

He was in deep thought.

There is no rush to go to Futu Mountain to rescue Xi Lengyan. He believes that since Xi Lengyan was able to obtain the Blood Tai Sui and escape all the way to Shanyang County, her own strength and identity must be extraordinary, and she will not die so easily.

Three days later.

The evil spirit in the ancient well in the house became thinner.

But Master Uncle Lingwu was not in a hurry to leave. He stayed for two more days. After receiving the incense money from the county government, he left with Shen Ping in satisfaction.

The so-called wealth, friends, Dharma and place, no matter what world or what practice system, cannot be separated from money, and Taoist temples are no exception. Only when the incense is prosperous can the Taoist temple have the foundation to cultivate disciples and pass on the Taoist lineage.

Return to Changling Temple.

The days became dull and boring again.

Apart from meditating and practicing Taoism every day, I do various miscellaneous tasks. In the words of Master Lingwu, this is called tempering one's state of mind.

However, other disciples, under the leadership of their uncle, went to various places in Daliang Mountain to slay demons and eliminate evil, which was obviously to speed up the training of disciples in the temple.

Therefore, most of the time, the Taoist temple is empty and the master is often not there.

However, Shen Ping did not dare to be careless and use his devouring talent to practice in the Taoist temple. He did not forget that the Taoist temple also had ancestors. The statues of ancestors in the ancestral hall were not only the objects of daily worship, but also the true foundation of the Taoist temple.

As early as the first day he entered Changling Temple, his true spirit sensed that there was a huge amount of yin energy shrouding the area below the Patriarch's Hall. That place should be the blessed land mentioned in the classics.

Just like that, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

The debate in the court over the competition among the Taoist sects throughout the world, as advised by the Imperial Master of Great Zhao, became increasingly fierce, with more than half of the Taoist sects opposing it, and even the two most powerful Taoist sects standing up, causing the Emperor of Great Zhao to hesitate and not make a final decision.

However, anyone could see that competition among Taoist temples was inevitable sooner or later. After all, there were too many Taoist sects, from more than 30 when the Great Zhao was founded to more than 200 now. The number of naturalized Taoists exceeded 10,000. As long as they were naturalized Taoists, they could enjoy court salaries and various tax exemption rights, resulting in a continuous decrease in the annual revenue of the national treasury.

The ancestral hall of Changling Temple.

Shen Ping and other disciples gathered together.

In the past six months, the temple has accepted two new disciples and five Taoist children, who have shared a lot of miscellaneous work and made Shen Ping's life much easier.

Old rules.

The abbot first took his fellow apprentice Lingwu and the disciples to pay homage to the ancestors, and then got down to business.

"Recently, the number of demons and monsters in Shanyang County and the villages near Daliang Mountain has increased, endangering the people. As the Taoist center of this area, our Changling Temple has the responsibility and obligation to slay demons and monsters and make contributions to the people of the world. From today on, led by Uncle Lingwu, we will be divided into three teams and head to Daliang Mountain and Shanyang County."

Then the master of Changling Temple began to assign members, as well as the necessary spells, talismans, swords and other items.

Shen Ping frowned when he heard this.

More than half a year ago, the disciples in the temple were busy everywhere. But how come half a year has passed and the number of demons and monsters has increased instead.

“Lingzhen, you are good at spells and have followed Lingwu to exorcise evil spirits. This time, you will lead the team and take the two new disciples to Shanyang County.”

"Yes, Master."

Before leaving.

The head of Changling Temple warned: "Lingzhen, when you arrive in Shanyang County, you must act prudently and not be hasty. If you encounter a difficult ghost, you must protect your fellow disciples first."

Even Master Lingwu whispered to remind him, "Please put your own safety first. Don't try to show off. Also, remember the rules of my Changling Temple."

Shen Ping nodded repeatedly but thought secretly in his heart that it might not be easy to slay the demons. Changling Temple itself has the responsibility to protect Shanyang County. Although the Taoist temple may not take the safety of the people as its own responsibility, it is so straightforward that it puts its own safety first, which obviously has something going on.

"Could it be related to the debate in the court?"

He couldn't help but guess.

He packed up simply that day and headed to Shanyang County with his two junior brothers and sisters. With the help of the magic talisman, the three of them arrived at the county town in just half an hour.

Before entering the city gate, I encountered a funeral procession. Paper money was scattered on the road and drifted down with the wind. When I arrived in the city, I saw a desolate and dilapidated scene. Apart from the scattered paper money, there were only a few hurried passers-by on the street.

Half a year ago, Shanyang County was very prosperous and bustling, but in just half a year, it has become like this.

Shen Ping stopped a passerby and asked a few questions, but the passerby kept shaking his head and said he didn't know. Seeing this, he had no choice but to take his fellow apprentices towards the county government office.

Go to the county street.

Finally got some popularity.

"Song Shop."

"Master Lingzhen, you are finally here."

When Song Pu Tou saw Shen Ping and the other two, he felt as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly welcomed them into the county government office. He then asked the waiters to serve them delicious food and drinks. Without Shen Ping asking, he told him the situation in the county like pouring out beans.

"I don't know what happened in the past two or three months. People have died one after another in the county. I originally thought it was an ordinary homicide, but later I found out it was haunted. And it's not just one or two cases. It has become more frequent in the past few days. Even the Liu family in the county has suffered. The Liu family has a Taoist priest in charge..."

Song Putou sighed, "If it was an ordinary case, we who are paid by the emperor would risk our lives to solve it, but we have no way to deal with evil spirits. We can only ask you, Changling Temple, for help. But I heard from your temple master that Daliang Mountain is not peaceful either, and there are many monsters. Now we finally waited for the Taoist priest to come."

"Master Lingzhen, you must help our county government. The county magistrate is still at Liu's house and cannot come to greet us in person."

Shen Ping waved his hand, "It's okay, Mr. Song, how about we go to the Liu family right now?"

Song Putou was overjoyed, "Master Lingzhen, I'll lead the way."

The Liu family is a wealthy family in Shanyang County and can influence the decision-making of the county magistrate. What happens in the mansion must be more important than what happens in other ordinary families. Shen Ping naturally understood the meaning of Song Putou's words.

"Brother Lingzhen, can you really exorcise ghosts?"

The pretty junior sister behind him asked nervously. She and another disciple had just joined the temple not long ago and had only learned some skills in using ordinary talismans. If they encountered a ghost, they would be powerless.

Shen Ping said casually: "It depends on the situation. If it is an ordinary ghost, it's fine, but if it is a stronger one, we should run faster."

"ah?"

The stunned look on the junior sister's face was quite cute, but she was too peaceful. Even the junior brothers around her would not even glance at her twice.

All the way to Liu's house.

The door of the mansion was hung with white cloth, and as soon as I entered the threshold I heard bursts of wailing. It seemed that someone had just died in the family.

"He is the third son of Master Liu."

Song Pu Tou whispered something and brought Shen Ping to the hall.

"County Master, Mr. Liu, Taoist Master Lingzhen from Changling Temple is here."

When the grieving Master Liu heard that it was Changling Temple, he hurriedly stood up and walked to Shen Ping, "Master Lingzhen, you must avenge my third son and kill that evil ghost. I will pay for it no matter how much the incense money is."

It can be seen that Mr. Liu dotes on his third son very much.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The magistrate of Shanyang County also said, "Master Lingzhen, please exorcise the ghosts and demons as soon as possible and give the people of Shanyang a peaceful and prosperous world."

Shen Ping hurriedly said, "County Master, please rest assured, Master Liu, Ling Zhen will do his best."

At this time.

A Taoist priest in a Taoist robe walked out from the corner. He snorted coldly, "Why did Changling Temple send three young boys over here? Can you three Taoists drive away ghosts?"

As he said this, he turned to Mr. Liu and the county magistrate and said, "In my opinion, we should go to the city as soon as possible to invite a real person to come over."

Song Putou stepped forward a few steps and said, "Master Lingzhen once followed Master Lingwu to exorcise ghosts half a year ago."

When Master Liu heard this, he said, "I trust Taoist Lingzhen. As for going to the capital, let's talk about it later."

The Taoist priest heard the dissatisfaction in Mr. Liu's words, so he said nothing more. He glanced at Shen Ping and turned to leave the hall.

"Butler Wang, take Taoist Lingzhen and the others, as well as Mr. Song, to the side rooms to rest for a while, and then tell Taoist Lingzhen about the specific situation in the mansion in detail."

"Yes, sir."

Steward Wang immediately made a gesture of invitation, "Master Lingzhen, Shopkeeper Song, please follow me."

After arriving at the wing room.

Steward Wang first asked the maid to serve tea, then said, "This is what happened. A few days ago, the Third Young Master brought back a dancer from Yihong Courtyard who had never served him before. As a result, the dancer died that night. After the Third Young Master asked the servants to bury her, something went wrong."

"Master Lin, who was in charge of the mansion, fought with the evil ghost himself, but there was no winner. The evil ghost came every night in the past two days, disturbing everyone in the mansion."

After listening.

Shen Ping asked: "So, the evil ghost was a dancer in his previous life?"

"yes."

"According to what Priest Lin said, the evil ghost is indeed the dancer brought back by the Third Young Master. Priest Lingzhen, please don't be careless. Priest Lin is still quite capable, and he can't do anything to the evil ghost."

Shen Ping nodded. He guessed that Butler Wang must have concealed something, otherwise, even if a dancer who had just died turned into a ghost, she could not be so powerful. Just now in the hall, he used his true spirit to check the cultivation level of Taoist Lin. Although the other party's cultivation was less than a hundred years, he still had fifty or sixty years of practice, so it was not a problem for him to deal with ordinary ghosts.

"Master Lingzhen, if you need anything, just tell me."

After Butler Wang finished speaking, he left the servants in the mansion and left.

Shen Ping began to use his magic power to create spells, mainly fire spells and thunder spells. Generally, for Taoists with lower Taoist practice, spells must be carried on special paper and ink. If one has practiced for more than three hundred years, he can directly use his magic power to condense a spell in an instant.

He has been practicing Taoism every day for the past six months by devouring his talents, and has only reached the level of two hundred years of cultivation so far.

In the evening.

The sky was just beginning to darken.

There were bursts of women's crying in Liu's mansion.

"Here it comes, the evil ghost is coming!"

Master Liu and his wives and concubines were so frightened that they trembled and hurriedly hid behind Shen Ping.

Song Pu Tou and the other shops also had expressions of fear on their faces. Only Taoist Lin sneered and crossed his arms, waiting to see the joke. He had fought with the evil ghost before and knew the opponent's strength very well.

whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Shen Ping took out the spell calmly and pinched the magic formula of "Taiyin Fujing" with his hands. Suddenly, the magic patterns on the spells flickered and lit up, then flew out quickly and landed above the lotus pond in the backyard of the mansion.

"Thunder and fire spells, suppress them!"

Tsk tsk.

Dozens of spells formed a hexagram shape, suppressing the invisible air tightly.

soon.

A shrill scream came from under the spell, and then a huge amount of yin energy burst out from the ghost, instantly destroying the spell.

"Damn Taoist priest, you are in cahoots with the Liu family, go to hell!"

The evil ghost revealed a ferocious figure and rushed towards Shen Ping.

However, Shen Ping ignored him and turned his gaze to stare at one of Master Liu's concubines behind him. He said calmly, "You have gained such strength in just a few days. Tell me, what force is behind you?"

The concubine said with a bitter face, "Master, what are you talking about?"

Puff! The talisman sword slashed down directly.

The concubine's face suddenly changed, and she turned into a large ball of foul-smelling pus, but her body flew out.

Shen Ping casually cast a few spells to calm the hall, "Mr. Song, protect Mr. Liu and the others, don't leave this hall."

Leave a sentence.

He chased after him and after a cup of tea he reached the outskirts of the county town.

"Damn Taoist priest, you are so brave to chase after me."

The ghost turned around, revealing a pretty and charming face, and was only wearing a translucent gauze dress. Her figure could be vaguely seen in the night wind.

"A ghost that can condense a Yin body must have practiced Taoism for at least a hundred years. What is your purpose in disguising yourself as a dancer and causing trouble for the Liu family?"

Shen Ping asked calmly.

The ghost smiled and said, "Of course it is to lure out you, the Taoist Master Lingzhen."

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"Master Lingzhen seems to have a bad memory. Half a year ago, you met Chunxiang, the maidservant beside Guiji, and she gave you the Blood Tai Sui."

(End of this chapter)