From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 311: Jin Guang Zhenren
The six characters "Baiyun Miaofa Zhenjun" are very large and particularly prominent, while the two characters "Junior Brother" seem to be deliberately reduced in size and may even be skipped if you don't pay attention.

The more Li Yang looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

The god damn Jin Guang Zhenren is my junior fellow apprentice? The old master didn't tell me that he had a cheap junior fellow apprentice before he passed away?

Li Yang squeezed into the crowd with a dark face, wanting to see what was going on.

On the high platform, a fat Taoist priest with a fat face and oily face was chanting something, stepping on the Dou Gang in a very formal manner... drawing talismans,
The Taoist priest was not completely without any cultivation. He had some skills in drawing in the Qi. With his Taoist robe, he could perform the Yu Step in the night in a very decent manner.
But, which sect teaches Yu Bu’s way of drawing talismans?

Li Yang frowned slightly as he watched the fat Taoist acting like a ghost.

He remembered who this fat Taoist priest was.

I didn’t expect to meet such an “old friend” in this remote place.

"This time, our temple has invited Jin Guang Zhenren from Baiyun Mountain to come and give us guidance. This is truly a blessing for the people of the Western Desert and for our temple. I'm sure you have all heard of the name of Baiyun Miaofa Zhenjun. He is truly a god on earth."

"As Li Zhenjun's junior fellow apprentice, Jin Guang Zhenren is also well-versed in Taoism and has extraordinary magical powers. In the early years, he rescued a kidnapped girl at the foot of Baiyun Mountain. His merits are immeasurable."

An equally fat and big-eared red-robed lama was flattering him furiously. The so-called Jin Guang Zhenren had already finished drawing the talisman and was sitting in a chair drinking tea calmly without saying a word, looking like a hermit.

You know what, some people just fall for it. Many people in the Western Desert are excited, and some old people are even kneeling and kowtowing six times, shouting "May the Eternal Heaven bless you."

In the Western Desert, the word "God" is absolutely sacred and supreme.

After that, the red-robed Lama took out dozens of leaflets and distributed them to the people in the surrounding Western Desert.

Li Yang was close by and was lucky enough to get one.
On the flyer was a screenshot of a news report.
[On the evening of June 6, the Meishan County Branch of Shuchuan successfully cracked a large-scale inter-provincial trafficking case of women and children and arrested five suspects... In this trafficking case, a special person named "Jin Guang Zhenren" was involved in the case..."]

There is also a photo of a fat Taoist priest chatting with relevant reporters, as well as photos of the fat Taoist priest posing in various scenic spots in Baiyun Mountain, either meditating or meditating with his eyes closed and burning incense...

I have to say, just looking at this flyer, it is indeed very intimidating.
A young tourist from other places who visited here started searching for the news website on the flyer.
"Master Jin Guang, why can't I find this news on the official website?"

A young man who looked like a college student raised his cell phone and spoke, attracting the attention of others around him.

The fat lama in red was about to explain, but the fat Taoist priest stopped him with a hand.
The fat Taoist bowed in a proper manner, his face showing no sadness or joy: "I am a free and easy person. Saving the world is the purpose of my sect. I don't like to show off in front of others. I asked them to delete this news within a few days after it was published."

The fat Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Of course he knew what this news was about.

First of all, the news was not a police report. It was just a misunderstanding caused by a local TV reporter from Mei County who conducted an interview without finding out the truth in order to attract attention.

Of course, what followed was that he was discovered for pretending to be someone else and was locked up in a small dark room for half a month for violating the Public Security Administration Punishment Regulations. The relevant news was naturally deleted.

But no matter what, the news is there.

In the modern Internet society, everything leaves traces. As long as something happens, there will be a record. Soon someone found the edges and corners of the deleted news. The two pieces of evidence seemed to further prove that what the fat Taoist priest on the stage said was true.

After answering the questions, the fat Taoist priest stopped talking. He was now the Golden Light Master, and it would be too cheap for him to do it himself.

The fat lama took over the conversation very cleverly.

"This is the first time that Jin Guang Zhenren has come to our Sera Monastery. He cares about the health of the local Tibetans and has specially set up an altar to consecrate the talisman and pray for the local people."

"Master Jin Guang told me in advance that these consecrated talismans will not be traded for money. They will only be distributed free of charge to people in need to establish good karma."

As soon as these words came out, the shouts from the audience suddenly became heated.
In this day and age, which family is free of all health problems? Besides, even if you are healthy, you will feel at ease with a talisman in your hand.

However, when the people below were scrambling to get a share of the talisman, the fat lama winked at an old lady dressed as a Western Deserter. The old lady immediately understood and shouted loudly,

"I live in Boyuan Ranch a few kilometers away. The Taoist priest passed by us last month to distribute talismans. My mother was sick at the time, so I came to pray to the Taoist priest. As a result, within a few days after I returned, my mother recovered!

From then on, I asked around for the whereabouts of the Immortal Master and came here specially to ask for a few more talismans. These talismans are given for free, but I can't accept the Immortal Master's favor for nothing. My ranch has a poor harvest this year, but I also want to donate some incense money to add some incense to the gods behind the Immortal Master!"

After saying that, the aunt turned around, took out five red banknotes from her bag and threw them into the merit box on the platform.

The old lady's acting was terrible, and Li Yang felt embarrassed.
But it is very useful. It is very useful to these simple people.

The fat Taoist touched the old lady's forehead in a serious manner and spoke solemnly:
"The gods are all spiritual, and they will naturally know whether one's heart is sincere or not. We mortals have no choice but to express our respect in other ways. Although I don't want to take your money, the Tao cannot be passed on lightly. This merit is for me to return to Baiyun Mountain to help my senior brother. Don't do this next time. This is your talisman..."

Well, once Li Zhenjun was pulled out, the expressions of many people in the Western Desert changed immediately.

Yes, that Li Zhenjun can call the wind and rain, he is a real god, the magic talisman from Baiyun Mountain is incredible, isn't it right to give some merit money? Maybe it can really make the person in Baiyun Mountain feel our sincerity,

There is a saying that the world is full of wonders, and every routine is precisely selecting its audience.
You feel it is a stupid and obvious routine, but there are such a group of people in this world who believe that

You don't need to cheat all of them, just one or two, and you can make a lot of money.

At this time, the people of the Western Desert who had believed in gods and living Buddhas all their lives obviously believed it.

And there are many, many people who believe,
Even Li Yang did not expect that so many people would believe it.
At this moment, countless people shouted his name, waving banknotes in their hands, and flocked to the stage.

At this moment, Li Yang moved towards the platform.
"Brother, we are here!"

From a distance, little Zhuoma waved at Li Yang on her father's shoulder.

Li Yang stopped.
Soon, little Zhuoma directed her father to move in the direction of Li Yang.
"Tashi Delek, it's you, little brother. I thought you had already left Tibet." Little Zhuoma's father smiled awkwardly, his face revealing the simplicity that is unique to Tibetans.

"The person we are waiting for hasn't arrived yet. It will probably take a few more days."

Li Yang noticed that the atmosphere between Xiao Zhuoma and her father was not friendly, and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Little Zhuoma got down from her father's shoulders and stuck out her tongue: "I told Dad not to buy the talisman, but he still wanted to buy it. Dad is such a fool!"

"I've already told you, little Zhuoma, that's not a purchase, it's money for making merit and offerings..."

"That's obviously a liar, trying to trick my father! One thousand yuan is a week's income for our ranch! My mother has to make as many khatas as she can to buy as much tsampa!"

For Tibetans, especially many herders who do not want to earn the dirty money from tourists, the monthly income is not that good. A few hundred yuan is enough for a family to survive for a month.

Hearing the quarrel between the father and daughter, Li Yang smiled and then asked curiously: "How do you know that the man above is a liar?"

"That's very simple. Li Zhenjun is so handsome. Look at the poster. This Jin Guang Zhenren looks so ugly. How could he be Li Zhenjun's junior fellow apprentice?"

"It's that simple?"

"What else?" Little Zhuoma shook her head, as if it was a matter of course.

Li Yang was amused and burst into laughter.

Seeing that the stupid father was still grinning and didn't want to return the money, little Zhuoma was furious. She thought silently with a bitter face, clinging to Li Yang's trouser legs.
Li Yang was prompted by her and happily bent down, putting his ear close to little Zhuoma.
Little Zhuoma whispered: "Then will you punish him, brother?"

"Why do you guess that I am going to punish him?" Li Yang scratched little Zhuoma's nose with a smile on his face.

"I just know it, because I don't like him. Brother, you don't seem to like him either, and didn't you say before that you are a cultivator?"

"So what if I'm a cultivator?"

"Practitioners should punish evil and promote good, and drive away the bad guys!"

"Hahahaha!"

"...But, brother, it seems you can't beat me..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Zhuoma thought about it and felt a little regretful.

"why?"

“You don’t even know the realm of cultivation, and you’re so thin.” Little Zhuoma said, making a circle with her hands and making an extremely exaggerated gesture: ‘Look at the one on the stage, he is so big…’

It hurts my heart to be looked down upon by a little girl.

Li Yang bared his teeth, wanting to cry but without tears.

As soon as he raised his head, he realized that something was wrong.
The conversation they had just had was heard by a few devout herdsmen nearby, and some of them came over.
"Hey, how can you say that Jin Guang Zhenren is a liar?"

"The real person gave the talisman for free, and the children on the grassland should be grateful."

"Whose child is this who is so outspoken? What if he offends the real person and the real person doesn't give him the talisman? What shall we do then?"

These are some old herdsmen wearing Buddhist beads, and they look extremely angry at the moment.
Xiao Zhuoma's father quickly blocked Li Yang and Xiao Zhuoma behind him and started to explain with a group of old herdsmen.
They were speaking the Western Desert language, which was so babble that Li Yang could not understand it for a moment without using his magical powers.
At this time, little Zhuoma could no longer bear it and rushed out from behind her father.
She spoke in Chinese, and Li Yang understood
"This Jin Guang Zhenren is a liar from the beginning. He doesn't have any magical powers at all!"

"The True Lord will not accept our incense money. He will just be like what happened at Mount Longhu, sending down heavy rain to relieve the drought, and then disappearing!"

"He can't produce any evidence. He is not Li Zhenjun's junior fellow apprentice!"

Little Zhuoma opened her eyes wide, not at all shy.

Even Li Yang himself could not have imagined that he held such a high position in this girl's heart.

These words were almost shouted out by a childish voice, and the sound traveled far away, reaching the ears of the fat Taoist priest on the high platform.

He stopped what he was doing, his face turned cold, and he glanced over here.

An old herdsman knelt down and said, "Please calm down, Master Jin Guang. This is none of our business!"

Zhuoma's father was a little anxious: "Master, calm down. She is just a child. She knows nothing and speaks without restraint!"

"Dad, don't be afraid of him, he's a liar!"

When little Zhuoma saw her father bowing to others for her, she was about to cry.

The fat Taoist priest's expression became increasingly hostile, his eyes narrowed into slits, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a guy standing next to him who seemed to be watching a show...

At first glance, wow, why does he seem a bit like that guy?
Another look,
Another look,
Swish, cold sweat broke out.

Holy shit! How could this be such a coincidence! So many Chinese billionaires have been looking for her for so long but still can’t find her? And I bumped into her in this corner? ! !
Cold sweat oozed from the fat Taoist's forehead. He repeatedly comforted himself and swallowed his saliva.

No, it can't be such a coincidence, they must just look alike.

Unlike those who could only see PS posters and a few long-distance videos, he had seen Li Yang in person.

But now Li Yang looked a little unkempt, which made him a little unsure.

The herdsmen below saw the fat Taoist priest standing stiffly on the stage for a long time without distributing talismans, and they thought that little Zhuoma had really angered the Taoist priest.
All of a sudden, the herdsmen and tourists who didn't receive the talismans were filled with indignation.
"Whose girl is this? She is so outspoken and disrespectful to real people!"

"Why don't you kneel down and apologize immediately? We can't bear the anger of the real person!"

"It seems to be Ziran from the Sangmo family. This family had angered the gods before and was rescued by the master, but they are so ungrateful!"

Little Zhuoma was about to cry when she heard everyone talking about her.

However, what no one expected was that the first person who could not sit still was the pretendingly deep Jin Guang Zhenren on the stage.

Damn, they look so alike. That guy is now looking at him with a weird look, which makes him feel creepy.

With his many years of experience as a charlatan, the fat Taoist priest made up his mind and decided to... run away!
"Today I see that the sincerity of this blessed land is not obvious. In order to prevent the talisman from being contaminated and falling into the hands of people with ulterior motives, I'd better leave first!"

I still have to say some polite words.

After the fat Taoist priest finished speaking, he was already covered in cold sweat. He quickly packed up his things and ran off the stage, leaving the fat lama standing beside him stunned.

No, this scene wasn't in our previous script either. Can you please stop adding extra scenes on the spot?

Seeing the Taoist priest leave in anger, the herdsmen no longer cared to blame Xiao Zhuoma and chased after the fat Taoist priest.

"Master, I have paid the incense money, but you haven't given me the talisman yet!"

"I am sincere, Master, please run slower!"

The whole place was empty for a moment, like a farce. Several old herdsmen slowly left, looking at little Zhuoma with disgust and complaint from time to time.
Little Zhuoma still stood stubbornly in the square. Even though her eyes were full of tears, she still refused to show weakness.

Her father sighed beside her, but couldn't bear to blame her.
"Brother, where are you going?"

Little Zhuoma had sharp eyes and caught a glimpse of Li Yang's back.
"Didn't you say that practitioners should punish evil and promote good, punish bad people..." Li Yang waved his hand: "Some people are bullying others, so they have to pay the price."

Xiao Zhuoma wanted to ask more questions, but Li Yang's back was only a silhouette in the night...

(End of this chapter)