Cultivate Immortals and Eternal Life Starting from a Fisherman

Chapter 37

The little Jinguang Temple, which aroused Su Ping's curiosity, is located on a big mountain at the junction of the three big cities.

It is different from those Fangshi who like to hide deep in the mountains and forests.

Little Jinguang Temple exposed himself to the common eyes.

The temple area where the outer door lives is open to convenience. In principle, as long as you can go up the mountain, no matter you are a casual practitioner or an ordinary person, you can enter the temple to pay homage and have a delicious meal.

Outside the mountain, the Xiaojinguang Temple has reclaimed a large area of ​​farmland and hired thousands of farm laborers to cultivate it. In addition to the large number of farms merged in various places, it can be regarded as one of the largest landowners in the vicinity.

The Xiaojinguang Temple has a rule that if you want to cultivate these lands, you must complete the Dharma homework three times a day.

From time to time, they will take quizzes on Buddhist knowledge.

These farm laborers and their families are basically believers of Xiaojinguang Temple.

They gathered at the foot of the mountain, and naturally formed a town with great popularity.

With popularity in the town, there will be no shortage of merchants.

With a burst of bells ringing in the streets of people coming and going.

A caravan from Canary City walked into the town block and rang the bells and began to shout what they wanted to sell.

And as the pedestrians were attracted by this new caravan.

No one notices, or notices and doesn't care.

Before the caravan entered the town, more than a dozen big mice jumped out of the carriage and hid in the field.

These mice are elite mice controlled by Su Ping's spirit mouse Xiaobai Xiaohui.

This group of mice was used to make arrangements in advance to detect the changes in the small Jinguang Temple.

Judging from the currently known information.

This little Jinguang Temple doesn't look chaotic. The ordinary people attached to them still have a difficult life, but they are better than the villagers in most villages.

The temples located on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain are still majestic, and the solemn chanting sounds come from the bells ringing on time.

"Didn't something big happen because I went to investigate? Well... that's normal."

"Even if there is any conspiracy, it is estimated that it will be revealed in the later stage of the water and land training process."

Su Ping confirmed that there is nothing abnormal in the Little Golden Light Temple, at least it seems so for now.

He breathed a sigh of relief and began to focus on his own practice.

In addition to refining Qi and quenching the body, various skills are also indispensable for cultivating immortals.

Especially Su Ping has a big secret, the more things that can be self-sufficient, the safer it is.

Su Ping began to try to read.

Relying on drugs, I finished reading the chapters related to talisman and refining equipment in the book.

Su Ping, who thought he should be able to do it, felt that Fulu looked the simplest.

It just so happened that he also bought related materials from Baibaofang City, so he started to try it out.

The result was as expected by Su Ping.

The brain felt that he could do it, but the right hand holding the pen told Su Ping no, you can't!
Materials were wasted several times, and the simplest light-weight charms all failed.

Su Ping sighed and decided to shake someone to help.

Su Ping wrote to contact his former acquaintances in the outer door.

After paying some benefits, I received a letter from the other party, introducing myself to an outside monk who is proficient in the art of talismans.

"It turned out to be an inspector!"

After reading the letter, Su Ping recalled the content. The monk introduced by the other party was surnamed Luo and named Qing.

Born as a shepherd boy, he became a high-ranking monk by relying on the Ascension to Immortal Society.

In Xianmen, he discovered his talent in talismans, so he became a talisman master in the outer sect.

It's a pity that the talent is too poor, and he was greedy for cultivation growth in the early years, and ate too much Peiyuan Dan, even if he earned a lot more spiritual stones than ordinary disciples by relying on talismans.

After 60 years of painstaking practice, he still failed to break through the late stage of Qi refining, and then he seemed to see it in the past few months, and returned to his hometown with his talisman skills and savings to become the supervisor of the local big city.

It can be regarded as returning home.

If the descendants can produce a few capable people, there is still hope to become a local wealthy family in a hundred years.

Treat such monks.

Su Ping thought about it, and took the remaining ten catties of Lingmi and five catties of monster meat to visit.

As for the big and small herrings, it's not that they are reluctant, but that this kind of spirit fish has never appeared in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is too dangerous to attack rashly.

In Jinyue City, inspector Luo Qing, like Su Ping, did not live in the city, but found a beautiful place and built a yard to live in.

Luo Qing entered Xianmen at the age of 15, and is now in his seventies.

A mortal in this world would not be considered young at such an age.

Even a Qi Refining cultivator has entered the aging period at this age.

Luo Qing also received letters from acquaintances, knowing that someone wanted to come to learn his knowledge of talismans.

He agreed because of his sympathy, but he didn't care much about it in his heart, he just wanted to fool around when the time came.

Although I said that I have retired, my colleagues are not enemies.

But watching other people make money, I still feel very uncomfortable.

Luo Qing was lying on the bed, discussing life with his new No. 20 concubine.

Suddenly he let out a snort, and felt a monk approaching the yard.

Soon someone came to report, making Luo Qing frown slightly:

"Why did this person come so fast? I'm really interested in the way of talismans. Why didn't I learn it when I was in Xianmen?"

Luo Qing muttered, got up and dressed, and became serious:
"Wait for me in the quilt, I will go back as soon as I go."

Don't look at the concubine's resentful face.

Luo Qing walked out of the room and came to the lobby after seeing Su Ping.

His eyes came into contact with the Lingmi and monster meat that Su Ping was carrying.

Luo Qing's old face immediately burst into a smile, blooming like a chrysanthemum.

"Dear guest, why are my servants so ignorant!"

"Quick! Tea, tea, good tea!"

Su Ping was not interested in drinking tea, especially because the old talisman master was very stingy, and the so-called good tea he brought out was not as good as the one given to him by the city lord's mansion.

With a few simple words, Su Ping found that this old monk fits the outside disciples' perception of the old-fashioned image of a supervising envoy after retirement.

Because this group of old monks who only want to die are like this!

Su Ping didn't have much nonsense with the other party. After receiving the benefits, the old talisman master also began to enter the state of a master, and began to ask Su Ping about his difficulties and confusion about talismans.

Many things are interlaced like mountains, but often they are only separated by a layer of white paper, and people will suddenly realize it when they are pierced.

Thinking hard for a long time is not as good as a word of experience from the seniors.

Su Ping understood what these words meant.

I was taught by the old Fu teacher for a day.

Although drawing talismans still failed, Su Ping really felt his progress and felt that he had found the right path for talismans.

Then, Su Ping, who felt that it was worth the money, took out more Lingmi.

I also contracted the old Fu teacher for a day and a night, and left satisfied after solving all the doubts that had arisen so far.

But it was hard to force the little concubine who was waiting for the old master Fu in the bed in the inner courtyard.

Don't look at her as Xinna's, without an order from the old Fushi, even if she had a hundred guts, she wouldn't dare to disobey it!

Not every supervisor, like Su Ping, will not kill indiscriminately or even implicate his family.

The old master Fu said that she had to stay under the quilt, even if she was thirsty or hungry, she had to stay!

(End of this chapter)