Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 172
"The wind drives the rain to the high city, the clouds press down lightly and the thunder sounds like the earth... After the rain, I don't know where the dragon is. A pool of grass is full of frogs."

Under the moonlight, Liu Qiao was alone in the pond, his body like a layer of silver light, chuckled, and threw the talisman in his hand into the pond.

The yellow talisman entered the water silently, splashed a few times, and immediately became completely soaked, turning into pulp, only the cinnabar remained.

"Quack..." Frightened frogs croaked in the pool, as if they were afraid of something.

"Cuckoo..." Where the talisman fell, the water surged like boiling.

Liu Qiao twitched his fingers lightly, "click" a white light flashed in the pool, faintly resounding like thunder.

The small pool with a radius of seven to eight feet, a depth of one or two feet, and the bottom of which can be seen through the moonlight, was stirred up by Liu Qiao's amulet, making the sand turbulent, and it was immediately turbid.

A few sounds of water and grass moving, insects and ants moved overnight, and frogs swam to the bottom of the pool.

After a few breaths, everything was silent in the courtyard.

The croaking of cicadas and frogs disappeared for a moment, except for a little wind blowing the corners of the clothes, and the sound of "rustling" strokes and writing, there was no other sound.

On the stone table, there is a yellowing book, Liu Qiao wrote with talisman pen dipped in cinnabar, meditating.

It is not a heavenly book of immortal karma, but a book of talismans.

It is about a foot wide and two or three inches thick, like a "dictionary".

There is no book cover, and there is no table of contents for the time being, because Liu Qiao writes wherever he thinks of.

Although there is no directory, the writing is very clear, as long as you can read, anyone who pays attention can understand it.

Book "Thunderbolt and Ghosts" Talisman:
When one enters a deserted house, or lives in the mountains and fields, there are strange noises at every turn, and there are often lonely foxes to confuse people...

There is a magic talisman written in sand and vermilion, and when the book is thrown down, there is a faint thunder, and the fox ghost is terrified.

Or throw it into the pond, and the frogs will stop immediately, and the evil spirits will be gone...

The curse said:
Tianyuan Dihuang, Liujia Nine Chapters...the majestic power of the Yangming spirit, subduing Yinkui...the house without a trace...daring to disobey, the heavenly soldiers ascend.

I would like to ask: Jiuxiao Leifu, governing the eight directions of Lei Che, Fei Gang Zhan Chong Tianjun, Nine Heavens Leimen Envoy, Dong Gong has all the taboos, and is as urgent as a law!
After finishing writing, looking at the dozens of spells recorded, Liu Qiao heaved a sigh of satisfaction and put down his pen.

"Others say to scare ghosts, but this kind of talisman is just to scare ghosts!" Liu Qiao laughed lightly.

This newly realized talisman method is definitely not enough to drive away evil spirits and slay demons.

That is to say, when it is released, there is a faint thunder, which can stop the croaking of frogs and the howling of cicadas, and can also scare some little ghosts from harming them.

After waiting for a while, and carefully waiting for the ink on the book to dry, Liu Qiao took the talisman book back into his bag.

Now Liu Qiao is not only describing the "Map of Immortal Karma", but also taking time to record this book of talismans.

At present, there are dozens of talismans, but they are all similar to this kind of "thunder strikes to scare ghosts" talisman, and have no power.

"Perhaps now we can accept a few apprentices and try to pass down the talisman..."

Once a person obtains the Dharma, even if it is an inconspicuous talisman that is now regarded as a small way of alchemy, it is like "with a sharp weapon in your body, you will kill yourself."

Always tempted to try this new idea, not to show off.

Instead, look at the feasibility of this idea, so that you can feel at ease, or just have a bottom in your heart.

Shaking his head, suppressing the thoughts in his heart, and counting with his fingers, Liu Qiao closed his eyes and sat down in the next day, and began to practice Qi.

Although the "Tongtian Dao" has been researched, Liu Qiao is still not sure, and it has not yet been implemented.

Even if he has already started to implement the "way of talisman" and can refine infinite energy, he cannot avoid self-cultivation.

The "way of talisman" to quickly achieve immeasurable mana is just a means to overcome the sea of ​​suffering, just to fight for a chance to escape.

Instead of lying down and winning, Liu Qiao always knew the reason for taking corners and making himself lazy.

.........

Wen Zhong went to the ink unicorn, hung a golden whip and left the camp, stepped on the clouds and fog, and traveled thousands of miles in a short time.

I didn't know how long I had traveled. When the sky was twilight and the fog was hazy, I saw a steep mountain in front of me.

It is as high as a thousand feet and the moon is dangerous, quiet and secluded, with numerous cranes and deer, coiled pine branches, dense clouds and mist.

When Mo Qilin came here, he didn't leave, and stopped Yuntou as if spiritually.

"You lazy bastard, you still remember the place!" Wen Zhong patted Qilin on the head with a smile.

While looking at the mountain scenery, deep in the mountains and deep valleys, there is a faint singing voice:
"There is haze and moss on all sides, and the gate of the green peach blossoms opens.

Taoist Luofu said to Yu that sometime someone will come riding a crane..."

Hearing the sound, Grand Master was pleasantly surprised, hurriedly got off the unicorn, and said loudly to the forest: "But Jiu Gong? Do you still recognize the old man?"

A man wearing a bamboo hat and hanging pearls on his neck, whose age is unclear, looks like a woodcutter, turning out from the forest.

It was Chen Jiugong of Luofu Cave. Seeing that it was Wen Zhong, he greeted him with a smile and said, "How dare you not recognize that the Grand Master came to the barren mountain, and the scorpion is shining!"

Wen Zhong held onto Mo Qilin, and bowed his hands in return: "You're welcome, you're welcome!"

"I have heard for a long time that the world is not peaceful, rebels are rising, and the country is busy with affairs, why does the Grand Master have time to come here today?" Jiu Gong asked puzzled.

"It's...it's a long story..." Wen Zhong sighed, and looked at Jiugong holding a flower basket, and asked, "Jiugong is collecting medicine in the mountains? I wonder if the master is in retreat?"

Chen Jiugong made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "Collecting herbs is just a matter of chance, and I am ordered by my teacher to come to welcome the Grand Master!"

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being Gongming, what a clever plan!" Grand Master Wen praised.

Immediately he said joyfully: "Then I don't know where the Lingshi is? I'm here to ask to see you!"

"Master, please..."

Wen Zhong followed Chen Jiugong in the mountains, jumping streams, crossing streams, crossing pine forests, and walking on cliffs, making seven turns and eight turns, for three to five miles.

When I came out of the forest, my eyes suddenly opened up. I have reached the highest peak of Emei, and the clouds are lingering in front of me. There is a high platform, and the green clouds below are surging.

Facing a big white cliff, the height and width are hundreds of feet.

Under the white cliff, there are many cranes and deer, the winding path is quiet, vines hang in front of the cave, and apes and monkeys come and go.

A man with a leopard's head and eyes around him, with beards like steel needles under his jaw, wearing linen and grass shoes, is leading two boys, and a young boy is welcoming him in front of the cave.

The curly-bearded Taoist, when he saw the Grand Master, hurriedly smiled and greeted him, and laughed loudly: "Brother Wen Dao, did that gust of wind bring you here?"

Going forward to take the grand master's hand, I saw that the grand master was wearing beautiful clothes and a golden crown with white hair.

The curly bearded Taoist seemed to scold him: "You enjoy the wealth and honor of the world, enjoy the glory of the golden house, and don't think about my Taoist background at all, you are a mediocre family!"

"Gongming was joking. The state affairs are difficult. Even if you are rich, how can you enjoy a moment?" Grand Master Wen smiled wryly and shook his head.

The two went into the cave hand in hand, the grand master pointed to his white hair, and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Taoist is always young, but the poor Taoist has already stained his temples with white frost..."

"Haha..." Zhao Gongming smiled.

He also heard that Zhong was restless, sighed, and asked, "Brother Dao, why are you sighing so long?"

"Alas... I heard that Zhong was the emperor of the world, and ordered the rebellion in the west. Unexpectedly, under the teaching of Kunlun, he is good at planning, helping many evildoers, and cronies..."

"As a last resort, I invited Jin Ao's ten friends out of the mountain to set up an array of ten masters, hoping to capture Jiang Shang, but now six out of ten out of ten, instead of my six fellow Taoists..." Wen Zhong roughly narrated the whole story.

After Zhao Gongming heard this, he nodded his head and pondered. Before he could say anything, Wen Zhong got up and bowed down: "Now I have nowhere to go. I'm ashamed to be here. I don't know what you think about my brother's respect if I bother you."

Originally, seeing Zhao Gongming as a hermit in the deep mountains, not disturbing the world, and hearing that ten friends were dead or injured, and they didn't show any intention of moving, Wen Zhong had given up hope.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming stood up, supported Wen Zhong and said, "Why didn't you come earlier then?"

"Those ten friends have only practiced Taoism for a few years. As you said, there are many people who teach and help the evil. Today's worship is just for themselves!" Zhao Gongming reprimanded.

He was ashamed when he heard about it, and couldn't bear to say more.

He just stroked his beard and said proudly: "In this case, you go back overnight and take charge of the overall situation. I will pack my bags and take care of the affairs in the mountains. I will come right away!"

Wen Zhong was very pleasantly surprised. Zhao Gongming practiced for many years and attained the Tao very early.

He quickly responded, drove the unicorn again, and hurried back to the camp quietly when the sky was bright.

…………

Xiqi, Lupengwai.

Liu Qiao, Nezha, Yang Jian, Jin Zha and others are all playing together.

Although he doesn't live in Lupeng, during the day military planes are all discussed in Lupeng, so it is inevitable to run both inside and outside the city.

The Twelve Uncles discussed Taoism with Master Ran Deng in Lupeng, and all three generations of disciples waited outside, and also discussed some rough Taoism and martial arts.

Regarding Wen Taishi's move to rescue soldiers, except for a few who have a hunch, most of them still don't know.

Just like the three generations of disciples, now the morale is high and the joy is inspiring, as if breaking through the teaching and hearing Zhong, it is already easy to pinch with hand.

"Ah!!!" In the arena, Nezha yelled lightly, and moved his steps lightly, like a ghostly figure. The gun in his hand brought gusts of wind, and white light was moving.

"Okay!" The crowd gathered outside, seeing such martial arts, they all applauded loudly.

Liu Qiao also clapped his hands and applauded. Although Nezha is stubborn, he is skilled in martial arts, so there is nothing to say.

The spear is like a swimming dragon, holding, piercing, picking, and stabbing, and its moves are skillful and neat.

A gun shakes, sometimes it looks like a thousand points of cold light, sometimes it is like a gust of wind, pressing down like a mountain, the severity is controlled by the heart, and the strike is ruthless.

"Good skill, with such skills, you can be the first general among thousands of troops!" Outside Nangong Shi, Huang Feihu and other generals also watched intently and praised.

Nezha watched the crowd applaud, intoxicated by it, dragged his feet and walked away, holding the gun with one hand, and changed again, whip, smash, pat, shake, and turned into a stick technique.

"Ha!" Nezha yelled softly, switched hands again, and walked away, with the gun like a stick, circling three feet away from him, and the wind gusts.

It is also like a flying qiu, one turn into a hundred, hundreds of thousands of spears, soaring all over the sky and circled a hundred feet around the body.

"It's so loud...cough cough..."

Dust and sand swirled in the arena, spreading dust, spears pierced out, and the wind was like thunder, scaring everyone away with their sleeves covering their faces.

In a radius of a hundred feet, there is white light flashing, like a ball of hydrangea, and a little bit of cold light, like ten thousand rays of light.

After a while, Nezha took the robbery and stood up, and the crowd surrounded him again, making friends one after another.

Liu Qiao also looked a little eager for skill, and smiled at Yang Jian: "Brother Yang, last time we competed in skill, we haven't fought yet, why don't we also have a match?"

"It's not good...the masters and uncles are here...it's not good to startle them..." Yang Jian waved his hand.

But there is emotion on the face, everyone is good at martial arts, and they are fighting gods, who has no desire to win?
Liu Qiao thought about it, suppressed his thoughts, and said: "That's right, all the teachers are practicing, making a scene and making them unhappy, isn't it a serious crime, it's because I didn't think carefully."

After saying that, he shook his head and withdrew to find a place to study Taoism.

Yang Jian took Liu Qiao's arm and said with a smile: "It's not easy to see kung fu here, let's find another good place, how about?"

Liu Qiao was so numb, he pulled out his hand pretending to be frightened, and teased, "Brother Yang, what are you doing?"

"Haha..." Huang Tianhua, Jin Zha and others all laughed.

Yang Jian didn't care, and said with a smile: "Brother Liu, don't worry, I don't have the art of reconciliation in the Jade Cauldron, and I'm not good at harvesting..."

"Hahaha..." Liu Qiao smiled brightly, patted Yang Jian on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yang, there are Qishan Mountains tens of miles away from here, quiet and few people, just right for a competition, how about it?"

Seeing Yang Jian nod his head, Liu Qiao also wanted to see Yang Jian's methods, so he laughed out loud and turned into a rainbow.

It's nothing to do, it's better to compare Yang Jian's transformation technique by doing some tricks, and study Yang Jian's transformation technique by the way.

Yang Jian sprinkled the sand, and followed him with Tudun.

"If the master calls, come to Qishan to look for us, and I will go too!" Huang Tianhua also used the escape technique, followed to see.

"Wait for me!" Nezha hurriedly took the Hot Wheels and hurriedly followed.

Jin Zha and the others shook their heads. Compared to Liu Qiao, they looked like "immortals of literature". They were not good at fighting, and they didn't like martial arts competitions.

.........

Among the reeds, all the immortals raised their heads and opened their eyes, Yuding smiled lightly and said: "Young people can't stay idle and play with each other, it makes everyone laugh..."

Afraid to leave Sun Nianliuzhu behind, he said lightly: "Yang Jian's Taoism and martial arts should be the leader of the three generations!"

"That's right, the Nine Turns Mysterious Art is exquisite, even if we sometimes find it difficult to distinguish..." Chi Jingzi echoed.

Seeing that all the immortals supported Yang Jian, Ran Deng said with a twist of his beard: "Spells and supernatural powers are only means of protection after all, not the result of longevity. Whoever can become an immortal is the leader!"

It seemed like he said it, but he didn't seem to say anything at all.

However, among the immortals sitting here, many people who are profound and unpredictable, vaguely understand the meaning.

Guang Chengzi also twisted his beard and said, "Why is Master Ran Deng so optimistic about Yushu?"

Ran Deng heard the words, shook his head uncertainly, and did not answer.

But the meaning is very clear, Master Ran Deng likes Liu Qiao very much.

"Looking at it from a poor perspective, its magic power is mixed, and its innate qi is dirty. It seems that it is still eager to increase its power, and has taken the magic pill and strange fruit..." Taiyi sighed.

Daodezhenjun also sighed: "Ziya is too young to learn Taoism, so I don't know these things, what a pity..."

Ran Deng shook his head again, seeming to reprimand: "You guys put too much emphasis on these things, putting the cart before the horse, like this, although it can't be done, it's hard to say there's no chance."

All the immortals were silent when they heard the words, and were forced to end the topic with a single sentence by Ran Deng.

I also saw Daoxing Tianzun sighing all the time, not saying a lot.

Ran Deng comforted him: "Don't worry, I'll arrange a doorman for you later, he's very talented, I'm sure you'll like it!"

Daoxing Tianzun nodded slightly, thanking him, but still bowed his head in silence.

"Wen Zhong avoids fighting, it seems that he is going to rescue soldiers!" Master Huang Long said.

All the immortals had expected it, and nodded their heads in agreement. They were not surprised when they lit the lamp, and waved their hands: "Don't worry about him, it's just the soldiers who come to block you."

.........

Qishan, besides Liu Qiao's quiet canyon where he wrote the heavenly book, was abnormally lively today.

This place is only a few miles away from the Conferred Gods Terrace, with a width of one hundred feet, two or three feet of weeds, and few trees to cover it, which is just right for a martial arts competition.

Liu Qiao and Yang Jian arrived for a while, followed by Huang Tianhua and Nezha.

I thought it was a fierce fight, but it was unexpected for Nezha and the two of them.

When the two arrived, Liu Qiao and Yang Jian didn't make a move, they were talking under the shade of a forest, it didn't look like a martial arts competition.

It's more like "discussion"!
(End of this chapter)