Chapter 30: Monks' Taoism
The waiting days were quite boring. Without two partners, Chen Changan, who was covered in breasts, dared not go out alone.
If you accidentally encounter any opponent or bad intentions, do you have to influence them with love?
I was extremely bored and just wandered around the sect. Taihua Sect is a small and medium-sized sect and has always been low-key.
Several teachers and elders also went into seclusion in the courtyard, seeking to go further.
When they reach their level, it is difficult to get to the sky if they want to go further.
But it is precisely because the temptation of immortality is too great that no one will be willing to give up, even if there is only a trace of hope.
Taihua Sect is like a Taoist temple with poor incense. Most places are deserted on weekdays.
Taihua Mountain is majestic and steep, with a majestic terrain. It will be as high as the top of the clouds and overlook the infinite scenery at the foot of the mountain, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Chen Changan sat on a big stone, feeling melancholy in his heart. The wonders of life encounters are nothing more than this.
If you haven't come to this place, you will never seek immortality in your life. If someone asks you, do you want immortality? You will probably call anti-cults.
If you really have to cut off the seven emotions and six desires in order to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal, then can you do it?
To this day, Chen Changan still misses his relatives and friends in his previous life and his master in this life. He never can do it.
Is immortality really unattainable?
Suddenly, he heard a strange sound.
He stood up, walked to the stone, and looked down. A hundred-year-old dragon locust tree was sick, with dry and cracked skin, and looked haggard.
Next to the tree, several Taoist priests each held the small bag of white powder in their hands and sucked in small mouthfuls.
The people half-squinted their eyes, and as the powder in their hands slipped into their mouths and noses, their bodies were spasming and trembling, and their expressions began to be dying. Their souls floated into the air, which was obviously very useful.
There was another person who was dressed up, grabbed the collar of a Taoist priest and asked, "Why is this the only thing this month's fairy scattered? Did you embezzle it?"
The Taoist priest who was grabbed was actually Qingbao who guarded the mountain gate. Unexpectedly, a place like a paradise like Taihua Sect, there was bullying. Chen Changan silently said, "There are thousands of roads, the first one is peace."
I have no ability. If I force myself to stand up, I am afraid that one more person will be beaten.
He turned around and was about to leave when his feet slipped and a small stone rolled down.
"Who?!"
These Taoist priests who were carrying out sinful activities looked over, and a trace of hostility flashed in Qingbao's eyes: "Where did you come from? How dare you meddle in other people's business?"
Which eye did you see meddling in other people's business?
Chen Changan knows people like this in front of him very well. Once he admits a bad intention, they often become more and more powerful in humiliating you.
He glanced at Qingbao, well, not bad, the little rookie in the second level of Qi refining should be a little good at it.
When Qingbao saw that the person coming was Chen Chang'an, his eyes suddenly lit up. If he could lean on this big tree, he would not have to be bullied by these people in the future with the power of the immortals behind him.
Thinking of this, Qingbao mustered up the courage and shouted: "Chang'an, save me!"
Chen Changan carried his hands on his back, his nostrils facing the sky, and he chuckled: "You must know that no one in the world can save you except yourself."
Qingbao looked at him in shock, not understanding what it means at all.
Chen Changan looked like a master, as if he was disdainful to intervene in the battle between these little Taoists. He sighed and said, "If you want to save yourself, raise your fists. If you bully you, you will hit anyone. Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Qingbao was sure that this was the second generation of immortals, and the second generation of immortals who had a friendship with Fairy Xuanyin. He immediately plucked up endless courage and punched the Taoist priest who was holding his collar.
This Taoist priest never expected that Qingbao, who had always been cowardly and feared things, would be so bold.
"Dog, you're against you!" Several Taoists rushed up and surrounded Qingbao, and various Taoist methods were used together.
Qingbao's whole body was in ache. When he saw Chen Changan's encouraging eyes, he thought to himself if he had always been a cowardly coward, why would Changan save him?
Chang'an is right. The only one who can save himself in the world is himself.
The paths around were still grinning cruelly. These people were very vicious in their methods, not like those who were cultivating immortals.
Qingbao shouted angrily, no longer blocked, and simply let go of his hands and feet to fight back.
He took out a copper coin and instantly increased his movements, making him a little clumsy, but he was still much more brave than these Taoist priests who had just finished sucking the immortal sanctum.
Chen Changan nodded, then reached out and a ray of true energy wrapped around him.
Qingbao felt relieved all over his body, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His spiritual power grew, as if it was endless.
Without even thinking about why, he was like his realm soaring, and the copper coins in his hand grew bigger and flew back and forth.
Several Taoist priests were beaten to the ground, and some of them vomited blood, but they couldn't get up after struggling for a while.
After Qingbao finished fighting, he looked at his achievements as if he was in a dream.
When he looked at Chen Changan in the distance, he felt a spiritual power lingering around him from him, and he immediately understood everything.
It turns out that the junior brother of Chang'an is so powerful, but he refuses to take action directly, so that I can understand the principle of cultivating immortals. As expected, I am a child of the immortal family. I have been in a daze for so many years and have been guarding the immortal path but not entering. Today is my first step to becoming a monk. Chen Chang'an, how dare I forget the great kindness?
"Chang'an, thank you! I understand. You not only saved me once today, but also taught me what a monk is." Qingbao said sincerely: "I was too cowardly before and I was afraid of anything. How could I, a person who cultivates immortals, be timid."
Chen Chang'an felt ashamed. I really didn't mean this. I just couldn't beat them. However, he smiled lightly: "What you cultivate is the heart of Tao. If a firm heart of Tao is the way to go against the sky, there will be no outlet or future."
Qingbao bowed deeply: "If you have anything to do in Chang'an in the future, I will definitely die."
Chen Changan waved his hand, called the Taoist priests who were beaten up like no one, and asked, "What are they in their hands?"
The little Taoist priest had a bruised nose and swollen face. He looked at the small bag left in his hand. His eyes were still hot and greedy, and he reluctantly handed them to Chen Changan.
Qingbao hurried forward and advised: "Junior Brother Chang'an, you must not get involved in this thing. This is the residue of the elixir of Uncle Xuanmo from Cangyun Peak. Some disciples inadvertently picked it up and sucked it, and they actually felt like they were floating in the air. So they named it Shenxian San. If they suck it for a long time, they will become addicted."
Xuan Mo? Chen Changan was very careful. How could this thing be a waste? What kind of bird pill can be used to make such waste?
"Is this Uncle Xuanmo so good recently?" Chen Changan suddenly remembered the man in black from the Wuyue Palace and asked casually.
Qingbao sighed and said, "Short after you went down the mountain, Uncle Xuanmo's jade plaque broke. The head teacher searched everywhere, but he could not find any trace of him. Most of the time, he was killed."
Chapter completed!