A seal of immortality

Chapter 229 Shandao Monk and Li Dashan

"What demons and ghosts? Don't talk nonsense. I have studied sage books since I was a child, and I don't believe in them. Now I should think about how to catch those traffickers! Otherwise, you and I can't bear to go around if the blame comes from the top. " Chen Qingfeng shook his head, snorted softly, and said angrily.

Chen Qingfeng was enlightened at the age of five, and was able to read "Three Character Classics", "Hundred Surnames" and "Thousand Characters" by the age of seven. He was known as a child prodigy. In the 11st year of Germany, Chen Qingfeng, who was only 14 years old, passed the Jinshi examination, and was then appointed by the imperial court to serve as the magistrate of Guangning County for 16 years. In his eyes, there was only the way of Confucius and Mencius.

"Master Chen, since there are sages, why are there no monsters? Besides, if monsters do it, then it has nothing to do with us, don't you think so?" The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a half-smile.

"This..." Chen Qingfeng's face was a little moved when he heard the words, he hesitated for a moment, and he said, "I'm afraid the higher-ups won't believe the monster's statement, right?"

"Believe it or not is a matter of the above. Whether there are monsters or not is up to the adults. Of course, adults can be vague, and don't insist that the monsters did it. I will also send my men to patrol day and night, and try to avoid similar occurrences. What do you think about the matter?" The middle-aged man said meaningfully.

"Okay! Just do as you said, I'll write a note right away, and have someone send it to the Sheriff overnight. I hope the Sheriff can believe the rumors of demons and ghosts!" Chen Qingfeng thought about it carefully, and sighed. He fully agreed.

When the middle-aged man heard the words, his face brightened, and after chatting a few words about business, he left.

After half a stick of incense, a yamen servant rode a fast horse and left the city.

Wang Changsheng was completely unaware of everything that happened in the county government office. During this period, apart from making talismans, Wang Changsheng would also spare some time to practice "Golden Yang Kung Fu". Speaking of which, Wang Changsheng had been on the third floor for half a year. A few days later, "Golden Yang Kungfu" was about to break through the third layer, which made Wang Changsheng extremely happy.

Since he wants to break through the third floor, he naturally finds a place with ample aura to practice. In this way, he cannot stay in the secular world, but he plans to stay for a few more days, because he is practicing the drawing of elementary talisman and thunder spear talisman recently. If he can succeed after practicing for a while, he will naturally not give up halfway.

The Fire Spear Talisman is composed of 96 thunder-type runes. According to Wang Changsheng's guess, although the Fire Spear Talisman is a primary talisman, its power may not be lower than that of the intermediate-level talisman Firebird Talisman. Of course, this is just his guess. The Thunder Spear Talisman The actual power depends on actual combat.

Wang Changsheng stared intently at the light silver talisman paper in front of him, holding the magic-subduing pen in his right hand, and a thunder spirit stone in his left hand.

At this time, there are already ninety lightning runes on this talisman paper, and there are only six more to succeed.

Wang Changsheng didn't dare to be careless, and he had to be more careful at this time. As he picked up the pen and dropped it, there was an extra thunder rune on the talisman paper, but the energy on it suddenly became chaotic, with a tendency to go berserk.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng hurriedly threw the paper talisman forward, and with a flash of silver light, the paper talisman was reduced to ashes with a loud noise.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng was a little depressed. He had failed hundreds of times, and each time he failed when drawing the last few runes. Perhaps, he should go for a walk and relax.

Speaking of which, he hadn't left the manor for half a month, and he stayed in the manor all day to draw talismans, so he should go out for a walk to relax, maybe he can draw them.

Thinking about this, Wang Changsheng put away the talisman-making tools, got up and walked out of the manor.

"Huh," Wang Changsheng just walked out from the main entrance when he saw a bald monk asking for alms.

The bald monk is about 20 years old, with a handsome face, a yellow monk robe, six ring scars on the top of his head, a black Buddhist bead hanging on his chest, and a black round bowl with two steamed buns in his hand.

It is not surprising that a monk asks for alms, but what is strange is that this person is an immortal cultivator with the cultivation base of the early stage of foundation establishment.

Speaking of which, Wang Changsheng has been in the world of cultivating immortals for so long, and this is the first time he has seen people from the Buddhist sect. There are five schools of cultivating immortals in the world of cultivating immortals: Buddha, Taoism, Confucianism, Demon, and Demon. Xiu is the most mysterious, and it is rare to see Buddhists walking in the world of cultivating immortals. However, no one dares to underestimate Buddha Xiu. This can be seen from the order of the five schools of cultivating immortals.

The vajra crouching formation in Wang Changsheng's hand was made by Buddhism. This formation helped Wang Changsheng kill many second-level monsters. He was quite curious about Buddhist cultivators. Now that he met a Buddhist cultivator, he naturally wanted to Make friends.

Thinking of this, he quickly walked towards the bald monk.

The monk seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head to look at Wang Changsheng.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is good at teaching, I have met the Taoist brother," the bald monk clasped his hands together and said calmly.

"My lord, Wang Changsheng, has met Master Shandao." Wang Changsheng smiled slightly, bowed back, and then said, "Master Shandao, my mansion is just in front of me. I wonder if the master would like to sit down for a while. I would like to ask the master for some advice." question."

"The poor monk will disturb you," the bald monk agreed without hesitation.

Wang Changsheng was overjoyed when he heard the words, and he led the bald monk into the manor and into a stone pavilion.

Wang Changsheng took out the tea set and tea leaves from the storage bag, brewed a pot of spiritual tea, and poured a cup for Monk Shandao and himself.

"Master Shandao, this is Yunlu tea, which has the effect of refreshing the mind. Master, you may as well try it." After finishing speaking, Wang Changsheng took the lead in drinking the tea in his hand.

Monk Shandao picked up the teacup, sniffed it lightly, nodded, and drank the tea in one gulp.

Seeing this situation, a look of admiration flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes. If he was monk Shandao, let alone drink this cup of tea, he might not even enter the manor. But monk Shandao not only entered the manor, but also drank the tea. The spirit tea he poured, I don't know if he was really not afraid of Wang Changsheng poisoning the tea or if he had something to rely on.

"Master Shandao, this is the first time we have met! Master is so happy to drink the spirit tea I poured. Aren't you afraid that I will poison the tea?" Wang Changsheng said with a half-smile.

"Amitabha, Brother Dao can say this, it just shows that Brother Dao is not this kind of person. Moreover, even if he is a person who does evil, no matter how well he usually hides it, he will inevitably have a trace of evil in him. I don't think Brother Dao has any evil spirit in him. , so I drank this tea with confidence, and finally, Brother Dao drank this tea first, didn't he just want to tell me that this tea is non-toxic?" Monk Shandao explained word by word.

"Hehe, what the master said is very true, but no matter what, I admire the courage of the master alone," Wang Changsheng said with a chuckle.

"There's nothing to admire. By the way, the poor monk heard that there were zombies in Wuyuan County, Quzhou. Brother Dao, did you hear any news?" Monk Shandao shook his head and said with a flickering expression.

"Zombie? I seem to have heard of it, but I don't know the specifics. I wonder if the master can explain it in detail," Wang Changsheng's face changed slightly when he heard this. Isn't Quzhou Wuyuan County the place where the corpse king appeared?Could it be that the corpse king came out to cause harm to the world?

"Actually, this is not a secret. It seems that two corpse kings suddenly appeared in Wuyuan County, Quzhou two months ago. They not only killed several alchemy cultivators, but also killed many foundation cultivators. There was a senior from Fenghuomen who happened to pass by Wuyuan County, Quzhou, and wounded two corpse kings with great supernatural powers, but unfortunately, they finally escaped underground." At the end, the monk Shandao was full of regret. color.

"So that's the case, but it's been so long since the incident, the master brought it up, could it be that the two corpse kings showed up again?" Wang Changsheng suddenly realized, his expression changed, and he asked curiously.

"That's not true, it's just that the poor monk heard that many young children were missing here, and he was worried that the two corpse kings would come here and endanger the world."

"Probably not! Even if the two zombies want to replenish their vitality, they should capture the immortal cultivators. How can they capture those mortals! Besides, the next one is a monk in the foundation stage, which is worth hundreds of mortals. If those two The corpse king really appeared nearby, I’m afraid I’ll be the first one to attack you! Besides, the blood of the young and strong is much stronger than that of the baby, so if you want to catch the young and strong, you should catch the young and strong! The disappearance of young children is mostly caused by human traffickers , "Wang Changsheng shook his head and said indifferently.

"Before I met Brother Dao, the poor monk was a little skeptical, but after hearing what brother Dao said, I can be sure that the poor monk was not made by zombies, but it may not be made by human traffickers."

"Could it be done by human traffickers? The government here is investigating, why? Listening to the master, do you want to interfere with this matter?" Wang Changsheng asked curiously.

"If it was really done by human traffickers, the poor monk will naturally not interfere, but if it is done by ghosts and goblins, the poor monk can't say that he should take care of it," the monk Shandao said in a deep voice with his expression frozen.

"I remember that the government also enshrines immortal cultivators. Even if it is really a monster, it should be dealt with by the government. It seems that the master doesn't need to go through this muddy water! Besides, it's just casualties of some ordinary people," Wang Changsheng said indifferently. .

"In front of the Buddha, all living beings are equal. Since this incident happened to the poor monk, the poor monk will never stand by and watch," said the monk Shandao with clasped hands and a firm face.

Wang Changsheng smiled wryly when he heard the words, and said nothing more.

"By the way, Master, haven't you established your foundation? Why do you want to ask for alms?" Wang Changsheng changed the subject.

"Almsgiving is a way of practice. It has nothing to do with whether the poor monk is bigu or not. Well, the poor monk has something to do, so I won't stay any longer. I will see you again, friend Wang." After finishing speaking, the monk Shandao bowed, got up and left.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and personally sent Monk Shandao out of the manor.

Next, Wang Changsheng wandered around in the street, and before he knew it, he came to the gate of the city and sat down in a tea shed.

"Today is not the fifteenth day, nor is it the first day of junior high school. Why is Li Dashan giving out porridge?" Wang Changsheng asked curiously, looking at the porridge shed opposite.

"Brother, you don't know this! It is said that Li Dashan made a wish in front of the Bodhisattva. As long as his daughter's strange disease is cured, he will give out porridge for three consecutive months. They are all free, do you want to get two of them," said a tall and thick man next to him, took a bite of the big steamed bun in his hand, and said with a smile.

It was only then that Wang Changsheng noticed that the guests in the tea shed were all holding steamed buns, and it seemed that they all got them from the porridge shed.

"Hey, why did he go too?" Wang Changsheng suddenly let out a sigh, as if he saw something strange.

Following his gaze, a monk wearing a yellow robe also appeared among the people queuing up to get the porridge. It was the monk Shandao who had just parted with him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Changsheng couldn't help but smiled wryly. This monk Shandao is really an ascetic. He doesn't seem to regard himself as a cultivator, but as an ordinary monk.

Wang Changsheng lived temporarily in the secular world in order to sharpen his mind. Although he could eat, he only ate things bought with silver taels. Accepting alms from a mortal was a shameful thing in his opinion, and he couldn't let it go. Doing this kind of thing with a body, I really don't understand what these Buddhist cultivators think.

Suddenly, a carriage came from a distance and stopped near the tea shed. A fat man with a goatee in brocade clothes got out of the carriage.

"Hey, Li Dashan, it's Li Dashan," someone recognized the man in brocade and called out his name.

"Mr. Li Dashan is here. I didn't expect him to come in person."

Seeing the man in brocade clothes, the surrounding people surrounded him with expressions of gratitude.

Wang Changsheng looked at the man in brocade, and raised his brows. For some reason, he didn't sense the fluctuation of spiritual power in this man, but the moment he saw this man, he felt a bit of creep, as if this man was some kind of terrifying Like a monster.

He took a closer look, but he didn't have the feeling of starting again. Could it be an illusion?

The man in brocade clothes smiled and greeted the people around him without any airs, looking amiable.

When he turned his head, he just saw a white light in Wang Changsheng's eyes. The white light was fleeting, but he still saw it.

The man in brocade clothes didn't change at all, but a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

Wang Changsheng used the Celestial Eye Technique to observe this person, but he did not expect to be seen by this person when he cast the spell. Although he was seen by this person, Wang Changsheng used the Celestial Eye Technique to take a look at this person, and found that this person was not a cultivator, but just An ordinary mortal, it seems that the feeling just now is mostly an illusion.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng didn't intend to stay any longer, he drank the tea in his hand, threw down a few copper coins, got up and left.

While greeting the people around him, the man in brocade clothes looked at Wang Changsheng's back seemingly unintentionally, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

After returning to the manor, Wang Changsheng set up a soundproof array in the yard, took out the talisman-making tools, and then drew the thunder spear talisman.

(End of this chapter)