Chapter 468 Nine Times a Night

Yin Shu, who was wearing a Taoist robe, had a kind of tenderness in her big watery eyes, and her voice was full of reluctance. She bit her lips lightly, as if tears would burst out at the next moment.

Shen Ping sighed, walked up and gave Yin Shu a hug.

Yin Shu hugged him tightly.

His cheek was pressed against his chest.

"Junior brother, I don't want to leave. I want to stay with you like this forever."

She cried.

Soon my clothes were soaked with tears.

Shen Ping pushed her away, looked at her fair and pretty face, and wiped away the tears from her eyes with his fingers, "Senior Sister, there are always some things in the world that cannot be done as one wishes. You are the most outstanding spell genius in Lingyin Temple, and you are also the reincarnation of an immortal. You should not let anything stop you from practicing Taoism."

Listen to this.

Yin Shu raised her tearful eyes and said, "Junior brother, don't you want to be with me? I don't want to practice Taoism. Let's leave together and live in seclusion in the mountains, okay?"

"Silly senior sister."

"Even if you and I can leave, will your master, uncle, or even all the Taoist temples in the world agree?"

Shen Ping felt helpless. He was not afraid of any Taoist rules, but he was worried that it would delay Yin Shu's future as a Taoist. After all, based on his many years of experience, Yin Shu was completely obsessed with love at this time and would risk her life for love.

“I, I…”

Yin Shu really wanted to say that she was not afraid, but she swallowed the words back when they came to her lips. Throughout history, countless Taoist disciples who lost their way in love ended up dying tragically. She herself was not afraid of death, but if Junior Brother Ling Zhen died because of this, she would suffer for the rest of her life.

"Sister, go back and practice well."

"When you become a real person and awaken your memories of your past life, if you can still keep your original intention, I will personally go to Lingyin Temple to pick you up."

Shen Ping said word by word.

Yin Shu was silent for a moment, then nodded seriously, "Okay, Junior Brother, I'll wait for you."

As she said this, she turned around and untied the ribbon around her waist, then shyly took off the pink bellyband inside her Taoist robe, and then handed it to Shen Ping, "I will concentrate on practicing Taoism after I return, and will not easily leave the Taoist temple again. Here, this underwear, you can take it as a reminder."

The words fell.

She quickly left the room.

Holding the still warm bellyband.

Shen Ping twitched the corner of his mouth and sniffed it. There was a fragrance, which seemed to be the fragrance of virginity. He couldn't help but think that she was indeed a girl in the midst of ignorant love, but her courage was commendable.

I had lunch at the inn at noon.

He then returned to Changling Taoist Temple.

"Ling Zhen, this is the entire content of the Tai Yin Fu Jing. Please copy it down and remember it."

"Yes, Master."

Completed transcribing.

The head of Changling Temple sighed and said, "It is a troubled time right now. Although Shanyang County is gradually recovering its former prosperity, people in other regions are still in dire straits. My Taoist sect is supposed to protect people. Lingzhen, you are extremely talented in spells, so the temple has decided to let you go out to hone your skills in advance so that you can grow faster."

Shen Ping was startled, "Master, I..."

Ling Wu, who was standing beside him, interrupted and said, “This is the decision made by the ancestor.”

The head of Changling Temple handed Shen Ping a bell. "This is the magic weapon used by the fifth generation ancestor of my Changling Taoist Temple, the Soul-Stirring Bell. As long as any demon or ghost approaches it, the bell will ring. I give it to you today."

"You can go down the mountain and travel tomorrow."

Shen Ping took the magic weapon and immediately understood that this was a pretext for traveling to keep him away from trouble and preserve the heritage of Changling Temple.

Have things really gotten this bad?

Walk out of the ancestral hall.

Uncle Lingwu sighed, "Lingzhen, although you have only been practicing Taoism in Changling Temple for two years, you are still a descendant of my Changling lineage. I believe you can see the intention of the temple master. Alas, this is also a helpless move. Since the last time we investigated the forces behind the City God in Shanyang, Lingyin Temple has suffered a lot of losses, and even a real person has died. This situation has to make Changling Temple alert and prepare for a rainy day."

Shen Ping couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Master, what about you?"

Uncle Lingwu laughed and said, "Don't worry about us. With our ancestors' protection, if the crisis comes, your master and I can hide in the blessed land. It is located in the netherworld, and it is difficult to find the blessed land without a specific location."

"You are not very advanced in Taoism, so you cannot enter. You can only leave. The master of the temple is also protecting you."

While talking.

He took out a book from his sleeve and said, "This is my experience and understanding since I started practicing Taoism. It may be helpful to you."

"Thank you, Uncle Master."

"Don't forget that you are from the Changling lineage. If one day the Changling Taoist Temple is gone, I hope you can rebuild it and continue the incense."

"Disciple will!"

The next day.

Shen Ping packed his bag and stood at the entrance of the Taoist temple. He looked back at the smoke rising from the temple. The temple was not big, but there was a sense of warmth here.

"Master, uncle, I am listed as the ancestor. I will come back after I have achieved success in my cultivation."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Inside the view.

The head of Changling Temple sighed, "It's good that he left. In this court struggle, His Majesty is determined to reduce the number of Taoists. No Taoist sect in the world can be immune. Our Changling Temple has a weak foundation. Under this big wave, it is easy to be overturned by the waves."

Ling Wu was silent, "Master, are you ready to be listed as a patriarch?"

"It's done."

"Just waiting for news from Lingyin Temple."

"I think it's difficult. Our boat is small and easy to turn around, but it's different for Lingyin Temple. The remaining real people and real masters will not easily take refuge in advance until the last moment."

"Maybe. It depends on whether the Imperial Master will give them some time."

…

late at night.

Little Lotus Hill.

A bonfire was burning in the ruins of the completely collapsed mountain temple.

After leaving the Taoist temple.

Shen Ping, on the contrary, felt relaxed and free. In fact, he had originally planned to find an excuse to go out after returning this time, and then go to Futu Mountain to inquire about the situation and see if he could rescue Xi Lengyan at the same time.

Opening the copied full text of "Tai Yin Fu Jing", the contents above were reflected in the flickering firelight.

In addition to the spells for calming the mind, the heavenly thunder spell, the divine travel spell, etc., the advanced spells recorded in it are the fire-eliminating evil-exorcism spell, the wind and fire eight-gate spell, and there is also a powerful spell similar to supernatural powers, the Qiankun Five Elements spell.

With his strength, he could easily see the principles of how these spells work from a high vantage point. Basically, they used vitality and magic power to condense physical objects, and attached spell formations to enhance their power.

For example, the Qiankun Five Elements Spell condenses five powerful sword talismans of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and uses formations to bring them together to form tremendous power.

When this spell is cast, it can kill ghosts that have been practicing Taoism for 500 years.

whoosh.

Just as Shen Ping was watching with great interest, a gray fox jumped out from not far from the campfire, stood up and bowed towards Shen Ping.

Shen Ping glanced at it and then looked away.

Without the mountain god, Xiaolianzi Mountain could easily give birth to ghosts and evil spirits. This fox already has some intelligence, but it is still a long way from becoming a demon.

Seeing that Shen Ping did not drive it away, the fox bravely approached and sat by the campfire to keep warm, looking at the thing on the spell with the corner of its eyes.

This little guy is here to learn skills.

Shen Ping was not afraid that it would learn secretly. Magic spells were a relatively profound skill. If the fox could really learn it, it would be an opportunity for it.

The fire was burning with a crackling sound.

When it is about to go out.

The little fox quickly fetched some dry wood to keep the fire burning.

It was dawn.

Shen Ping put away the spell scroll, stretched, and stood up to leave.

The little fox looked at his back and bowed silently.

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

A few months later.

Travel all the way south.

He came to the bank of the Yunjiang River. This wide and majestic river was the one that passed through the most prefectures in Da Zhao. There were merchant ships and cruise ships traveling on the river all year round. There were also many Dragon King temples on both sides of the river. People came here in an endless stream to pray for rain, blessings, and even for children. It was very lively and prosperous.

On the way, I heard that there was a very famous cliff cave by the river, with murals carved in the cave. The painting skills of these murals were exquisite and superb. The ladies in the paintings looked as ethereal as fairies from the sky, and the flying snakes and walking animals looked even more like immortals.

Therefore, Shen Ping took a detour to reach the cliff cave.

However, the surrounding area was in a desolate and dilapidated state. No one could see the burning of incense by the common people for miles around, and the Dragon King Temples in some places had even collapsed.

I saw a scholar at the edge of the cliff cave.

He couldn't help but step forward and ask the reason.

"Some time ago, a demon dragon committed evil and caused great trouble, flooding tens of thousands of acres of fertile fields nearby. This angered the imperial court, which sent Taoists and soldiers to suppress the war. The war caused great suffering to all living beings, and as a result, this place became more and more dilapidated. The common people dared not come here. The reason why I stayed here was because I was fascinated by the murals."

The scholar said slowly.

Shen Ping took a look at the scholar. There was a sinister aura around his brows, his eyelids were dark, his face was slightly pale, and his blood was obviously insufficient. However, his overall appearance showed that he was noble, and there was a faint purple aura swirling above his head.

This made him curious.

After his accumulation of Taoism broke through to the level of True Lord, he could more or less make a guess about the direction of the world's fortunes. He could even tell something by looking at the face. Although the scholar in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, judging from his face, he seemed to be blessed with good fortune.

"To be honest, I came here for the cliff cave murals as well, and I was just about to go and admire them."

"I am willing to lead the way, Taoist Priest, please."

The scholar walked in front.

Shen Ping followed closely behind, and the two walked deeper into the cliff cave. The light became dimmer as they went deeper, but there were fluorescent stones shining on both sides, so they would not get lost.

Turned three or four corners.

The scene in front of me suddenly became bright. Sunshine shone down from the ceiling of the cave in several places, illuminating the murals all around. Every mural was lifelike, and the patterns embellished with ink and wash were like real people, especially the largest painting of a lady. The woman in the painting had a smile on her face, and it seemed as if the smile was echoing in my ears.

"Master, this mural is a little mysterious, we can't look at it for too long."

The scholar reminded.

Shen Ping blinked and looked at the women playing the piano or waist drum on the murals. He seemed to understand why the scholar felt weak in the soles of his feet and lacked energy and blood.

Without spending much time looking at the painting of ladies, he quickly went to look at other murals.

In the evening.

The scholar got some food from somewhere and handed it to Shen Ping.

"I am a Taoist who practices Taoism. I eat air and drink dew, and I don't eat grains. Thank you for your kindness."

Shen Ping evaded the question.

The scholar did not force it and started eating on his own.

In the evening.

The two men lit a bonfire. After a while, Shen Ping pretended to be asleep, while the scholar walked into a cave and played the flute. Not long after, two beautiful women walked down from the painting of ladies.

"My dear, why is there an extra Taoist priest today?"

"This Taoist is just passing by here, please don't disturb him."

"My dear, the night is long, let's enjoy ourselves while we can..."

Accompanied by the sound of piano and drums.

Waves of unbearable moans echoed in the cave.

The next morning.

The scholar's face became paler and the dark circles under his eyes became heavier.

Shen Ping kindly reminded him, "Donor, there is an evil spirit around your eyebrows. I'm afraid you have been haunted by ghosts recently. The lady in the mural is a condensed yin energy. If you have fun with her every night, it will only drain your energy."

The scholar couldn't help but look embarrassed when he saw that Shen Ping had seen through him. In fact, he had realized it a long time ago, but the feeling was so wonderful that it was hard to escape.

"How many days have you stayed here, benefactor?"

"It has been nine days."

Shen Ping asked again, "How many times a day?"

"Nine times."

Hearing this.

The corner of Shen Ping's mouth twitched. It had been eighty-one times in nine days, and this scholar could still stand and walk. He was in great health. He was indeed a man of good fortune.

"Can I take your pulse?"

The scholar hastily stretched out his arm.

After Shen Ping felt the pulse, he shook his head and said, "The donor's qi and blood are seriously depleted. If you don't get treatment, you will be in danger of death. It's better to leave the cliff cave as soon as possible."

The scholar hesitated, "Master, I, I can't let them go. I wonder if you can find a way for us to stay together."

As he said this, he led Shen Ping to a pool deep in the cliff cave, and then took out a water-blue stone from it. "To be honest, Taoist priest, I come here every day to touch the stone, and my body will recover some strength, so that I can have fun with them at night."

Shen Ping took the aqua blue stone. As soon as his hand touched it, he immediately felt a strong five-element energy rushing into his body. "This, this is actually the stone of law."

The so-called Stone of Law is actually a special mineral resource, a wonder born from heaven and earth. After absorbing it, it can mutate the Taoist bones and give them another attribute.

Now Shen Ping's Taoist bones are of yin attribute. No matter how he practices, he can only transform them into the magic power and vitality of yin and yang. In the future, he can only follow the yin and yang path to achieve enlightenment. If he absorbs the water blue stone, he will have a Taoist bone with the five elements.

Although the vitality of Yin and Yang can also cast the Five Elements spell, the power is not high. If the vitality of the Five Elements is used, the power will be completely different.

More importantly, this stone of law not only gives the cultivator an extra kind of Taoist bone, but also serves as the foundation for achieving enlightenment, because the law energy contained in it is an energy gas of higher quality than the vitality energy.

The main reason why the True Lord has to go to the blessed land to become an earthly immortal is that there is the energy of laws in the blessed land.

Shen Ping didn't expect that he would come across the Stone of Law during a casual tour. Looking at the scholar, he couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, he kindly reminded him, otherwise the scholar would not have told such a secret.

"Donor, humans and ghosts have different paths. Even if you force them to condense a Yin body, it will harm you. If you really like them, you should let them reincarnate. I believe that when fate arrives, you will meet again."

(End of this chapter)