Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different golden finger

Chapter 92: Taoist Qianhe
"This fur can be made into a coat and sold to the ladies in the city."

Taoist Simu put the fox demon's body into his devouring bag.

On the rest of the journey, we didn't encounter any monsters or ghosts, and we arrived at Taoist Simu's residence.

"Jiale, open the door!"

Taoist Simu knocked on the door hard, but there was no response. He tore off the gauze and found Jiale sleeping inside.

"I told him to practice hard at home, but I didn't expect him to go to see Zhou Gong!"

Taoist Simu was a little annoyed. He managed to open the door and then grabbed Jialedu's ear.

"pain!"

Jiale cried out in pain, only to find that it was Taoist Simu who had returned.

"Master!"

"Hey, Master, I really love you!"

"what!"

The two of them loved and hated each other, and Bai Jing found it quite interesting to watch from the side.

"Big Brother, you are here too."

Jiale rubbed his ears.

"Well, come and stay here for a few days."

Bai Jing smiled.

"OK!"

Jiale said happily that this way he wouldn't be so lonely.

"Hurry up and cook, and show your cooking skills to your senior brother!"

Taoist Simu said angrily.

"Oh."

"Remember to kill a chicken and stew it!"

After explaining the matter, Taoist Simu took Bai Jing to his room and pulled out an antique box.

"I had originally planned to pass it on to Jiale after he had mastered his training, but now it seems like it won't be of any use to me."

Taoist Simu sighed. Jiale has been his disciple for ten years, but he is still in the early stage of becoming a Taoist lantern boy.

If you continue to be lazy like this, there will be no hope of reaching the level of a Taoist priest in this life.

"Bai Jing, I have nothing to ask of you, except for one thing I hope you will agree to."

"Uncle Master, rest assured. Since Jiale has no intention of pursuing a path of Taoism, I will find him a way to become rich and prosperous in the future. I will make sure that he will live a peaceful and happy life."

Bai Jing said solemnly.

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Taoist Simu opened the box.

He could see clearly that this generation of Maoshan disciples was of mixed quality, with only Bai Jing being a potential star.

I can't protect Jiale for a lifetime, so I can only put my hope on Bai Jing.

"This book, Maoshan Corpse Refining Technique, is the fundamental method of corpse-driving. It contains all the key points of refining corpses, raising corpses, controlling corpses...

And this book, “The Record of Inviting Gods from Maoshan”, is about inviting gods…”

"and many more!"

Bai Jing quickly stopped talking and said, "Uncle Master, why did you pass on the art of summoning gods to me?"

"Learning one subject is learning, learning two subjects is also learning. Jiale won't be able to enjoy it, so I might as well pass it all on to you."

Taoist Simu shook his head.

Among the Taoism of Maoshan, the art of summoning gods has the highest requirements. To get started, one must have the cultivation level of a patrolling alchemist. There is no hope if you rely on Jiale!
"This……"

Bai Jing hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. Since Taoist Simu had taken the things out, he probably had no intention of taking them back.

"Uncle Master, there is something I want to ask you. I don't know if I should ask you."

"Come on, why are you still being so polite to me?"

After Bai Jing prepared his words, he asked, "Why is it that Uncle Master is in charge of the two main veins of driving corpses and summoning gods?"

There are many Maoshan Dharma lineages, among which there are six main ones, namely talismans, corpse-driving, summoning gods, alchemy, divination, and feng shui.

Even Uncle Jiu, a leader of his generation, could only inherit the talisman lineage, but Taoist Simu was able to possess two lineages, which really made Bai Jing curious.

Taoist Simu chuckled and said, "I am the youngest, the old guys love me so much!"

Bai Jing suddenly realized, then felt confused again, and said, "Isn't Uncle Qianhe younger?"

"Hey, he's just like your master, both of them changed careers lately, how can they be compared?"

It turns out that Taoist Simu is my biological junior fellow apprentice!
Taoist Simu explained to Bai Jing the key points of the two-vein cultivation, and it was soon noon.

"Master, Big Brother, it's time to eat!"

Jiale cooked a table full of dishes. Although it was not a sumptuous feast, it was delicious and tasty, which made Bai Jing's appetite grow.

"Oh, did you prepare this specially because you knew I was coming back? I am so embarrassed!"

When the three were about to start eating, a monk in cloth robes walked in, followed by a pretty girl.

"Master Ikkyu!"

Jiale said happily.

The place where Taoist Simu lived was deserted, with only one monk as his neighbor, Master Ikkyu.

"What did I prepare for you? How dare you eat this!"

Taoist Simu glared and picked up a big chicken leg.

"Sin, sin, sin!"

Master Ikkyu quickly closed his eyes.

"Master, now that you are back, let's have dinner together."

Jiale greeted.

Taoist Simu snorted lightly but didn't say anything.

"Thank you very much."

Master Ikkyu and the girl sat down.

"This is my new disciple, Qingqing."

"Hello there!"

Jiale was dazzled. He had never seen many girls since he was a child, let alone a girl of the same age.

"This is my nephew, Bai Jing. You've heard of him, right?"

"It turned out to be Bai Dajie's face!"

Master Ikkyu was surprised and quickly stood up with Qingqing.

Taoist Simu is Bai Jing's elder, so of course he can call him Bai Jing.

But in the path of cultivation, those who achieve success are the first. Although Bai Jing has been saving the country and the world for the past three years, he has also done a lot of work to slay demons and eliminate monsters.

He made a great name for himself by relying on his ability to draw talismans in the air. He is known as Qingyi Bai Jing, a Taoist genius and a master of talismans.

"You're welcome, Master."

Bai Jing bowed his head.

The two of them then took their seats.

"Master, is he very powerful?"

Qingqing looked confused. No matter how you looked at him, he looked about the same age as her, yet he was being treated like this by his master.

"Of course not! Senior Brother Bai Jing won first place in the last Maoshan Conference. He is the eldest senior brother of this generation in Maoshan!"

Jiale said as if he was presenting a treasure.

"It's just a false name."

Bai Jing smiled.

What Jiale was talking about was the year when Bai Jing broke through to become a Taoist priest. The elders in the headquarters wanted to meet the younger generation, so they set up a party.

At that time, in order to pave the way for Shi Shaojian, Shi Jian proposed a competition. Whoever was the champion would become the eldest senior brother of this generation.

Shi Shaojian had just reached the Lantern Boy Perfection at that time, so it was a sure thing.

Who would have thought that Uncle Jiu hid the great treasure Bai Jing, which made him famous among the elders. Uncle Jiu was also very proud of this and was very happy.

"so smart?"

"That's not it!"

Bai Jing stayed at Taoist Simu's house for several days, and spent most of his time studying these Taoist scriptures.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

On this day, a team escorting a coffin arrived here.

"Uncle Qianhe."

"Hey, Bai Jing, you're here too!"

Taoist Qianhe was a little surprised. He patted Bai Jing on the shoulder and said, "Not bad. You have become much stronger after not seeing you for a few years."

"The copper-horned golden coffin, the ink-line net, Junior Brother, could it be that?"

Taoist Simu took a look at the coffin with a serious expression.

"Yeah, it's a zombie."

Taoist Qianhe nodded.

"Why didn't you burn him?"

"The royal family of the frontier cannot be burned."

(End of this chapter)