There were also some official identities as small as sesame seeds, but among them, the identity of the bandits made him look through it with great interest.

I found nothing special.

In other words, these identity choices are becoming increasingly useless to me today.

With these thoughts in mind, I still chose the identity of a Taoist priest.

Lingqing's eyes flashed before his eyes, and he appeared in a forest. In the budding yellow willow forest, there was a large manor.

It has an official road in front and a creek in the back. It is surrounded by green willows and has vast fields. There are more than a thousand villagers. It is really a wealthy family.

Lingqing thought about the scene just now, and thought about Shijiazhuang, where Tianweixing should be reincarnated.

Then he walked to the front of the village, grabbed the copper ring on the door and started banging on it.

But after a while, a banker came to open the door with a sad look on his face.

Seeing Ling Qing dressed as a Taoist, he quickly gathered his thoughts and asked, "Why did the Taoist come to my village?"

"I am in a hurry and have missed Sutou. I want to stay in Guizhuang for a night. It is convenient for my trip." Lingqing clasped his hands and bowed and asked.

"That being the case, Taoist Master, please stay with me for a while. My old lady is newly mourned today, and the village is a little sad.

After I have asked the young village master, I will reply to the Taoist priest." Zhuang Ke said.

"Please have my condolences." Ling Qing said comfortingly: "Life and death are determined by heaven and not by humans.

I am also good at doing Buddhist rituals. If it is useful, I would like to make a meal for the old grandpa and form a good relationship."

"That's a good feeling." Not long after Zhuang Ke entered, he came out and asked Lingqing to come in.

Lingqing followed him into Zhuangzi and saw a young man with a sad face in the hall.

He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a face as thick as a silver plate and two lines of tear stains hanging on it.

After Lingqing finished the ceremony, he said to himself: "Pindao is a Taoist from Yunshui. His common surname is Ling and his Dharma name is Daoqing.

I wanted to stay in Guizhuang for one night, but by chance I met the old lady who had recently died.

This is also the fate between Pindao and Taigong. If the young owner of the village doesn't mind, Pindao can do some fasting and ritual rituals to save Taigong."

The young man was also very polite. When he saw Lingqing, he bowed his head and said: "My old father was newly mourned, so I met the Taoist priest to stay.

I think it’s fate, so I’ll be patient for the time being, and I’d like to ask you to read some sutras to my late father to help him.”

"This is what it should be." Ling Qing returned the gesture.

He opened his eyes and saw that the furnishings in the courtyard were still the same. He thought that Xin died not long ago and had not yet had time to take care of things.

Ling Qing also inquired about the situation and found out that the family's surname was indeed Shi, and the young man in front of him was Jiuwenlong Shi Jin.

The newly deceased today is his father, Mrs. Shi.

Shi Jinben also wanted to ask the elder in the village to preside over the funeral, so he also asked him to do it for him at this time.

Generally speaking, in today's world, if conditions permit, when a relative dies, they will invite monks to do good deeds and build fasts to pray for sins and relieve suffering.

While Shi Jin was preparing coffins to bury his late father, he also invited some monks.

I organized dozens of altars for good deeds and achievements, and chose an auspicious day to bury my old father.

Lingqing also performed some rituals for a while, and because of his high ability and proficiency in scientific rituals, he arranged all the monks and Taoist rituals.

It was all properly arranged for Shi Jin. On the first seven days when the grandpa came back to life, he even praised it in front of Shi Jin.

After everything was over, Shi Jin relieved his sadness and had time to talk to Ling Qing.

I heard that he was also good at kung fu, so I clamored to compete with him.

Ling Qing was also a little curious about this reincarnated demon star, so he used a Wanhua whisk as a weapon to test it first.

After trying dozens of moves, I found that he was proficient in fists and feet, was proficient in all kinds of weapons, and had extraordinary physical strength.

He also secretly cast some small spells, and saw that the 0-level and 1-level spells were dispersed by an abnormal energy on his body.

But that's all.

Ordinary innate warriors may not be able to get close enough to three or five, but they can still show their effectiveness by killing in the formation.

But it really means nothing in this world.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Special Note!!!

The one hundred and eight Tiangang Disha in this book came to earth to save the world, and then were contaminated with demonic karma, and then turned into demon stars.

In desperation, he was sealed in the Demon Subduing Hall of Longhu Mountain.

Later, due to the unrest in the world at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, he escaped.

It is necessary to use a killing to cleanse the world and purify the world, and then use it to cast off the devil body and return to his position to pray for the gods.

Please refer to this book for settings.

If you feel that a character is not written in the original novel or should not be whitewashed, you can skip it.

Let’s not say that the author insists on exonerating those heinous demons.

After all, this copy was originally intended to whitewash the Demon Star.

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