The Huangting Sutra of Taoist Sect is divided into two parts: internal and external parts. (Please visit the latest chapters)

The jade scriptures in Huangting were passed down by Wei Huacun, the wife of Nanyue of Shangqing, and were the sect of the inner refining classics of Shangqing. The methods included in them were profound and profound. So much so that thousands of years later, the ancestors of the Taoist inner alchemy schools had to draw nourishment from this classic.

However, the method is profound and profound, but it may not necessarily be a good thing for practitioners. In the inner jade scriptures of Huangting, the key points are related to a superior formula in the Shangqing Taoist Dharma, which can be said to be the general outline and key of the Shangqing Taoist Dharma.

But such a brilliant general outline of Taoism is nothing more than a huge and complex maze with treasures for practitioners who are not from Shangqing Sect. Those who are looking for treasures will always be lost on the path composed of seven-character scriptures.

Compared with the Huangting Inner Jade Sutra, the Huangting Outer Jade Sutra seems much simpler, and there are not so many key points of Shangqing Taoism in it. But simplicity also means purity. The Huangting Outer Jade Sutra has no complex and brilliant system of Shangqing Taoism, but instead returns to the fundamental spirit of this important immortal Taoist scripture.

A road leads directly to the sky, without long bridges on the water, and there are no mountain plank roads. The scenery may be mediocre, but it is a road that anyone can walk on and walk on.

Well, whether the little mute with auspicious beast bloodline can take this path remains to be carefully observed by Wei Ye as a teacher.

The teacher and student had their palms facing each other, and Wei Ye let go of the suppression of the Cavalry Heart Seal. As the direct heir of the Yuanzu version of the Cavalry Heart Seal that spans hundreds of years, Wei Ye felt that the aura from the palm of the mute since he was a little resonant with him, and there was a little unwilling to surrender. He pondered silently for a moment, and then began to exercise his strength. The domineering aura belonging to the Yuanzu version of the Cavalry Heart Seal, and began to force the power of the Cavalry Heart Seal in the palm of the little mute.

"The center of the Crimson Palace is for you, a good boy, you must try to suppress it with your heart."

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Just as Wei Ye was conducting teaching experiments half-teaching and half-unreliable, Wang Chao, the toad, was also following Wei Ye's instructions, carrying out the investigation work assigned by the magician to him in Hei Shui City with difficulty.

There are four places with red light in Hei Shui City that have problems, but Wei Ye asked it to carefully inspect only three places. Because the most problematic place is the Dali Temple in Zoropause, because there are problems too blatantly, Wei Ye does not need Wang Chao to check carefully.

However, although Wang Chao, the toad monk, looked like a rough man, he was a little smart. He also knew that since Wei Ye coaxed him to sign the contract for sale, his honor and disgrace were tied to this lord, so he worked extra hard.

The Great Lisman Temple in Zoropause was facing the intersection in the middle of Zoropause. At this moment, the sun had already set in the west, but there were not many people on the road. There was only an old elm tree not far from the Great Lisman Temple. There was a white cloth wrapped in white cloth and a burqa. An old man like a bell wearing a monk was sitting and shaking a palm-shaped fan. He placed a pottery jar in front of him, and a bell beside him, and two shallow pottery bowls were placed on it.

When Wang Chao saw this, he knew that this was a stall selling sour cheese, so he walked up, took a few coins he had saved from his home, and bought a bowl of sour cheese. He held the bowl with one hand and the other hand, sipped the sour cheese bit by bit, and watched the movements of the temple at the big stool.

Generally speaking, places like this for worshiping gods and worshipping, and long-term sacrifices will inevitably show some unique and strange atmosphere. Wang Chao stared at his eyes and looked up and down. He saw that the light golden light on the west side of the sun dyed yellow the onion-shaped arch of the Dali Temple. A faint white air could be seen vaguely evaporating on it, forming a cloud of misty clouds.

Wang Chao put the pottery bowl in his hand close to his mouth and took another sip, thinking: "Before I followed the lord, I also followed the short-lived old monk to visit the Lady Diyi Temple. In the temple, there was also a slight white air, which was mixed with 30% black air and blood, which was not as pure as this great worship temple. However, in general, the temple could show such a peaceful atmosphere, it must be a great god with a way of origin and was piously offered by the locals. And this slight white air did not contain any blood light or black air, so he would definitely be a righteous god who did not need blood food. But I don't know why the lord wanted me to inquire about the divine power of the heretics?"

While he was thinking, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him!

Seeing the black shadow swaying by, he instinctively wanted to stick out his tongue and roll it towards the black shadow, but suddenly remembered Wei Ye's instructions, and when his mouth was half open, he retracted his tongue.

When I looked at it again, I saw that the black shadow in front of me was an old hunchbacked old woman. However, the old woman had a black cloth covering her head, and only dug two holes in her face to see the way for her eyes. She was wearing a bell-like burqa, with the heel straight up to her heel. If it weren't for her wrinkled hands that were exposed outside, the toad Wang Chao would have encountered some monsters such as corpse monsters that had changed in the ancient tomb.

The old woman never saw the strange look of toad Wang Chao half-opening his mouth. She also went to the old man selling sour cheese, paid a few cents and bought a bowl of sour cheese. She held it in her mouth, and put it in the dark, and ate it slowly. No matter how you look at it, Wang Chao, the toad monk, remembered the corpse monsters who died under Wei Ye's sword, had their faces and heads, and were eating people without showing their appearance.

I heard the old man selling sour cheese say to the woman who was covered with black cloth, "Did you hear it? Yesterday, the officials from the prefect's mansion forced to go to the temple to visit. We, Ibn Da Imar, couldn't resist and had to let these unclean officials go in. These officials are really good at forcing us to teach the people, and they really are very popular."

The sour cheese-sniffing woman spoke a little ambiguously, but she kept nodding and said, "These officials are all lard and have not converted to the Lord. The sages can understand the truth. Those who do not believe in the Lord are not allowed to enter the temple. Sooner or later, these officials are also going to the Hell."

The two religious people were talking in a low voice, but Wang Chao, who was standing beside him, was amused and laughed: "Who in the temple monk in the world doesn't point to the officials to pay homage? Why did you feel disgusted when you get here?"

While he was complaining, the old man selling sour cheese looked at the sun and said to Wang Chao: "It's almost time for a week. This customer, the old man is going to close the stall."
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