Frost Wings

Bai He fooled Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen to study the way of the true dragon art. In fact, he knew that this thing was not the opposite of the theory of Dao art.

Bai He took the opportunity to discuss the number of spells, and took out the Dao Fa from Yan Chixia's mouth, and his evaluation of this person's talent increased a bit.

His Taoism practice is indeed not systematic, it is a typical wild way, and being able to cultivate to the top of this world is really a unique asset.

Yan Chixia gave a very simple answer to why this embarrassing mixture of Buddhism and Taoism is the norm in this world, because Buddhism has a very special effect on monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, so most of the sects in this world teach secret methods. , Bai He listened to this answer and couldn't help but visualize 'destiny', this thing is also hard to wipe the **** of the unscrupulous screenwriter.

Bai He stared at the night sky, and suddenly felt a little bored, the primordial spirit gradually became stronger, and he also touched the upper limit of power in this world.

Thousand-year-old demons can use their powerful mana to run amok, but it is extremely difficult for mortal Qi practitioners to ascend to immortals, and it is very simple for calamities to come.

No matter how tough the Primordial Spirit is, at most, he can only do some Taoist techniques that are neither too deep nor too shallow. There is absolutely no way to talk about the Taoist techniques that can truly reverse the destiny.

Having confirmed the essence of the glass heart of this world, Baihe has no great interest in studying 'Taoism' in this world.

The water is too shallow to live in a true dragon, and the Taoism that appeared under the rules of this world, Bai He felt that he was still sleeping, and quickly put his faith away.

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"Lord Dragon! My child goes to Beijing to do business, and the road is not peaceful. Please bless me!"

"Lord Dragon, there have been sneaky haunts at home recently, please give me runes to help me drive away the evil."

"Bless the Dragon King! My daughter will marry tomorrow, and I must bless her with no disasters and many children and grandchildren in the future."

Outside Jinhua City, a group of people are kneeling at a temple that has just been built not long ago, a few people are standing in the distance, a middle-aged man in Chinese clothes looks at the Dragon King Temple and sighs: "I have been alone in Jiangsu and Zhejiang for a long time, but I didn't expect the Dragon King Temple to have such incense."

"This is the great merit that the True Dragon Sect has done over the years." A monk chanted the Buddha's name and whispered: "The thousand-year-old tree demon entrenched in the Lanruo Temple in Beiguo Town a few years ago was taken by the true disciple Ning Cai. Chen Ning, the Taoist priest was eliminated, the ghost king Heishan and the old demon harmed the local people, people and ghosts were disturbed, and the real dragon sect master personally took action to suppress it. In the past ten years, the demons in the prefectures near Jinhua have been eliminated, and yin and yang have been in harmony.

"Really a man of morality." The middle-aged noble man looked at the believers in front of the temple and said with admiration: "In the past few years, the Yangtze River has flooded, and bandits in the southeastern half of the country have been attacked one after another. The house is peaceful and happy, which is the merit of the True Dragon Sect; Master Yuanhe, you are a disciple of Master Jinding, I wonder how the magic power of this True Dragon Sect Master compares to that of other Jinding Masters?"

"Amitabha, the teacher once met the true dragon sect master. This suzerain is a genius of the sky. Although the teacher has a golden body of the law, he cannot guess the magic power of the true dragon sect master."

"It's so powerful!" The middle-aged man said in shock, "Could it be that Master Jinding is humble?"

The monk smiled bitterly: "Don't dare to deceive King Wu, when the teacher was in Jinhua City, the old demon of Montenegro used the ghost king's body to run amuck in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. My teacher tried to persuade him several times, but it was ineffective. The real dragon lord is just a fight, I will suppress the old demon of Montenegro to the ground, and I will no longer be able to cause disaster; my teacher is not as good as this. His Royal Highness, I heard that there is a Mai worship in your house who is a disciple of the True Dragon Sect, why not here?"

"Lao Mai likes to drink and have fun, and I can't control him." King Wu looked helpless: "What's more, the Guwang has offended a number of flies and dogs in the fief these years. With Lao Mai sitting in the palace, Gu Wang's heart is also calmer."

He looked at the long mountain covered by clouds and mist, and his eyes showed a longing look: "Sometimes the solitary king can't wait to drop the burden on his body and go up the mountain to cultivate Taoism, but he does not know the mundane things. I don't know how free it is."

"My lord, be careful." Behind King Wu and Yuan and monk, an old man in literati clothes with a serious face interjected: "My lord, the political situation in the southeast is in great chaos, and it is exactly the need for a loyal and righteous person like you to set things right, so as to prevent the situation from corrupting, how can such a situation arise. The idea of ​​abandoning the world? Not to mention the people outside this world, I don't think they are all pure and good people. Thousand-year-old demons and ghost kings have been in chaos in the southeast for many years, ruining the balance of yin and yang. Even this real dragon sect master, from the old man's point of view, is quite strange. It is true that he subdues demons and subdues demons, but the name of the sect is so taboo, and he has set up temples and used prostitution sacrifices. Unpredictable, the old man dare not say more, please pay attention to the prince."

King Wu frowned: "Dragon Kings have been righteous gods from ancient times to the present, so why does it come from the theory of prostitution? Since it is worshiping the real dragon, it is understandable to call it the real dragon sect. As for Lao Mai, although his heart has escaped, he has served the mansion over the years. There is no transgression, Master Fu's words are not too outrageous?"

"The old man is no longer an adult. These words are not to slander the True Dragon Sect, but to remind the prince not to deviate too far from the right path of ruling the world." The old man surnamed Fu cupped his hands.

"Thank you Lord Fu for reminding me." King Wu said politely, seeing the old man surnamed Fu with a worried look on his face, and asked, "Is it possible that Lord Fu is still worried about the capital?"

"Alas, I resigned from office a few years ago, but those new governors are reckless, and every time they ask me to come forward to appease them, so I can't do anything about it; this time, the people of Fuzhou raised my banner to rebel, afraid The court can no longer tolerate old officials." The old man surnamed Fu faced the north with tears in his eyes and sighed: "Your Majesty, it is difficult for me, Fu Tianqiu, to be loyal to you."

"Master Fu don't need to be discouraged. The solitary king's argument to the court is estimated to have arrived. Most of the time Master Fu is in danger, not to mention if Master Fu is not there, what should Jiangnan do again? All the princes of the court are A wise person will not do anything to destroy the Great Wall." King Wu waved his hand and said confidently.

Fu Tianqiu smiled bitterly in his heart, he knew that this time he was completely finished. Even if the emperor trusts him again, and even if the world knows his clear name Fu Tianqiu, he will not allow the rioters to rebel under his name. This means that his local presence of Fu Tianqiu has already formed a threat to the centralization of power. .

Even Kuang Shimingjun would not allow him to stay in the place.

What's more, the court... Fu Tianqiu frowned. For the past ten years in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he had a vague feeling that the court seemed to be getting more and more wrong.

But this King Wu was a famous local bully when he was young. A few years ago, he suddenly abandoned evil and turned to good. Fu Tianqiu thought it was a joke. Master Fu once again sighed what happened to this world, everything is so chaotic.

There must be evil spirits in the dying of the country.

"Wait! Lord, Master Fu, Master Yuanhe! Hide quickly." Several people were watching the Dragon King Temple Fair, and the guards of the Wu King's Mansion saw a group of people and quickly hid in the corner of the market with a few adults.

"It's them!" Wu Wang looked at the group of people coming from the market entrance, and his face changed: "Six doors, and those guys in the Guoshifu who pretend to be ghosts!"

"Alas! The people of the National Teacher's Mansion are so domineering now." Fu Tianqiu looked at the monks of the National Teacher's Mansion standing in front of the six gates to catch the fast, and couldn't help sighing: "What are they doing in the True Dragon Sect?"

"The national master holds the authority of the sects in the world. I heard that many sects have been killed in the past few years, and most of them are not conducive to the true dragon sect." King Wu watched the group of people buy wine in the market and drink: "Let's go, rush up to the mountain to see, the True Dragon Sect has a lot of merit in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. If the people of the National Teacher's House have misunderstood, the Lone King is quite thin, so it is better to protect the True Dragon Sect."

Fu Tianqiu and the monk Yuanhe nodded and went around the path to the Changshan Pass, when a Taoist priest greeted them:

"Several nobles, poor Dao Mingfa, the head has invited."

"Mingfa worship." King Wu was taken aback: "You also voted for the True Dragon Sect?"

"Boundless Longevity Buddha, Mingfa was deceased in the past, but now Mingfa has been inspired by his master. He chanted scriptures in the True Dragon Sect and did some common chores. King Wu should not be too surprised." Mingfa salutes, and his eyes are full of energy.

Over the years, Mingfa has been poisoned by Baihe. Baihe originally planned that after reading the "Longevity Sutra" and various poisonous chicken soup materials, Baihe's three views would collapse, and then Baihe would reinject positive energy, completely change his face, and become a new person. .

Unexpectedly, after reading the "Baihe Longevity Sutra", Mingfa actually had a feeling of complete enlightenment. He didn't know what the **** he had realized. Not only did his Taoism greatly increase, but he also used his Taoist knowledge to infer other things and find out all kinds of incompatible Taoism. Bai He was quite surprised by the rules, and made an exception to allow this Taoist priest to be included in the compilation of the "Sutra of Longevity".

"Amitabha." The monk recited a dharma name and whispered to King Wu: "This true dragon sect master seems to have known that we are about to visit, maybe he has other ideas."

King Wu nodded and noticed the Taoist Huoju who was plowing the fields beside the mountain road: "These Huoju are hardworking."

"Wait!" Fu Tianqiu suddenly changed his face when he saw the rice in the ridges of the terraced fields.

He picked off a bunch of ears of wheat, grabbed the real Mingfa who was leading the way, and asked anxiously, "What is the origin of this rice?"

Mingfa smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, do you have any doubts?"

"Let me ask you, is this rice planted with magic?" Fu Tianqiu had a serious expression.

"Master Fu, is there anything strange?" Yuan Heseng picked up a piece of rice: "The mountains and rivers are rich in spiritual energy, but this rice has no traces of magic, it should be naturally generated."

"Naturally?" Fu Tianqiu turned to King Wu: "My lord, look at the ears of rice in the hands of the old man, and then calculate the yield of this field, and tell the old man, is there any naturally occurring rice seed in this world that can produce an acre of rice? Does it produce 600 kilograms of grain in a season? Master Yuanhe, where does your monastery grow rice without using magic?"

"600 jin per mu?" King Wu was shocked: "Master Fu, aren't you joking?"

"Hybrid rice and secret fertilizers are a wonderful technique given by our sect master. The sect master said that if it weren't for the limited technical power, the lack of fertilizer, and the inability to use it on the mountain, UU read www.uukanshu.com Otherwise, it would be more productive." Mingfa smiled and said, "Don't pick it up again. It's not easy to cultivate in Changshan, so please have mercy on the hard work of the Huoju people."

"Can this method be spread out?" Fu Tianqiu was furious, "The world has suffered famines year after year, and you hold this wonderful method in your hands, yet you sit and watch the people suffer. If this method can be popularized in the rich land of the southeast, how many fewer people will die every year in the world? Do people outside the party really have no heart to benefit all sentient beings?"

"The Buddha of Boundless Longevity, the people who started the Yellow Turban uprising probably wanted to benefit all sentient beings at first, and we don't want to be charged with treason." Mingfa shook his head: "What's more, this kind of technology can only be popularized by the master of the Ming Dynasty. At this point, do you still believe that the person sitting in the middle of the court is the Ming Lord?"

"Rebellious and false!" Fu Tianqiu reprimanded: "The world has fallen to this point, and there are traitors in the court."

"So the emperor is innocent... that's all, it's a commonplace." Mingfa smiled: "People outside my generation are reluctant to discuss the political affairs. Master wants to see a few people, so don't get entangled in the details."

Fu Tianqiu snorted and said no more. King Wu was also surprised. Not only was Mingfa, the third-rate liar in his impression, now immortal, he was even more shocked by the grains everywhere. There were also thoughts of being as selfless as Fu Tianqiu.

They went all the way to the top of Changshan Mountain, and they saw the legendary True Dragon Sect Master. King Wu bowed and sat on the futon, but saw that the True Dragon Sect Master looked at him in a strange way.

He was suspicious, and when he was about to ask a question, he saw this white-haired, very young Taoist raise his hand, the King of Wu wisely closed his voice, and saw the envoy from the National Teacher's Mansion with a group of people, walking up to the big Come to the mountains:

"You are the true dragon sect master? Why don't you kneel down to accept the order?"

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