Su Jing couldn't help laughing: "You... are short of money?"
People who practice will deliberately stay away from the temptations of the world, and most of them will not value money and mundane things. There are very few people like the Liuliang Master in Middle-earth who love doing business without admiring immortality. There are even more people who directly use money to practice like Bai Yucheng's father.
It's unique. What's more, in this world where Taoism is prosperous, almost all cultivators practice Taoism, and the most important thing is self-discipline. Su Jing was surprised and funny when he heard a sweet-looking little girl asking for money.
The young Taoist priest nodded, and when she spoke again, her words were even more shocking: "There is a man at home, and he needs to spend money."
Su Jing looked at the other party again. The girl Yintang had full and clear eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a lovely appearance. She was not addicted to lust at all. The Golden Crow's eyes were sharp, and Su Jing could tell that she was a perfect virgin.
The Taoist monk asks for money, and the yellow-flowered girl claims to support a man.
"Who doesn't have a man? It's really not cheap to raise a man." Another woman's laughter not far away came. Xiaobu Ting came to see her husband. He happened to hear the words of the young Taoist priest and said casually: "But
Three thousand taels is not a small amount, please tell me, little fairy, how will you spend this money on your men?"
At first sight, the girl's eyes lit up.
The bright charm of the little enchantress can really light up the eyes of others if you meet her for the first time.
The young Taoist priest looked at her and refused to listen. Then she looked at Su Jing. Su Jing nodded to her and said, "I have no money but my family has money. My family's money is in the hands of my wife. If you answer her, she might give you money."
The young Taoist priest really liked to talk. She clasped her hands and said, "Go to Sankou Zhai in the capital. I've asked about it. If you want to have a full meal there, you can't do it without eight hundred taels. After lunch at Sankou Zhai, fly there in the afternoon."
At Sanjiangkou in the south of the Yangtze River, choose one of the eighteen painted boats, drink wine, listen to the piano, and play for two hours, and you will get at least 400 taels. If you can win the favor of a red shopkeeper, Ling Ling once will get another 800 taels. My father has never seen the market and has no ears.
Damn, maybe he will give him another two hundred taels if the girl acts coquettishly. I will give him a big red envelope for the remaining eight hundred taels. I must give him a red envelope for his sixtieth birthday..."
"Your father?" Su Jing said in unison.
"Well, my dad, his sixtieth birthday will be here soon." The young Taoist priest nodded.
Su Jing felt dumbfounded. The man in her family turned out to be her father. She wanted to celebrate her father's birthday... and took her father to a prostitute? This daughter was so filial!
The young Taoist priest hadn't finished her words yet: "My mother died early. My master took me into the mountains to practice when I was six years old. It's not easy for my father to be married for so many years. He will be old in a blink of an eye. I'm afraid if I don't take him to play again."
It’s too late.”
Of course, a disciple of a well-known and upright sect cannot ask for "money to take his father to Goulan" from his sect, and he does not dare to commit robberies or rob people, so the young Taoist priest has to find a way to make money on his own.
Su Jing smiled and said: "It's really not expensive."
Bu Heng took out a jade pendant from his sleeve and handed it to the girl: "I don't have any money with me. Please go to Linling Kingdom and show the jade pendant at the entrance of the palace. Someone will greet you. Just ask how much you want."
The young Taoist priest was doubtful, but she still said: "Thank you very much! I don't dare to take more. Three thousand taels is enough."
Su Jing also handed his Lishan Sword Card to the girl: "With this, you can get discounts on Sankou Zhai and Shiba Fang."
The girl's face was a mix of joy and surprise: "I have heard that Sankou Zhai and Shiba Fang issued tokens to regular customers who paid a lot of money. The tokens can make the accounts cheaper. Is this a small jade sword? Are you one of their regular customers?"
"The money I spent on Shibahuafang is enough to build a dam at Sanjiangkou." Su Jing was in a good mood and boasted casually.
The money has not been received, and now only two tokens have been received. The girl is still happily planning to change the mountain for Su Jing. This is not necessary. Su Jing wanted to refuse, but he can probably see the attitude of the young Taoist priest: no merit, no merit.
Dare to be rewarded.
The Taoist Master made it clear that he should practice the mental method he passed down for up to six hours a day. At other times, Su Jing had to live with his wife. Neither of them was willing to move to other mountains to live with others, but they didn't want to ruin their little daughter.
Guan Huan happily made a good deal, so Su Jing found a compromise. His family was still settled in Hongdi Mountain, and the couple still lived here. Every day he practiced cultivation and went to the place where Little Nu Guan helped arrange it.
Led by Little Nüguan, Su Jing went to Yangtiao Mountain, which is not far from Hongdi Mountain. Coincidentally, the person who controls this mountain is a spirit trained by a big crow.
The local demon is a white-headed howling crow. This kind of crow is also found in China. It is rare in number and its cry is the most miserable. When it opens its mouth, the cry of the cold trumpeting bird sounds like laughter. The name of the great crow mountain crow is called sad
Bei. No matter what breed it is and how it sounds, as long as it is a crow, it has the blood heritage of the three-legged Golden Crow, and Wu Beibei is no exception. However, he cannot tell that Su Jing is his grandfather's great-great-grandfather's great-ancestor, and it is not that the crow is not good at cultivation.
Or perhaps he has poor eyesight, because Su Jing has long been in a trance, so how can ordinary eyes see his background.
Wu Beibei's name is as good as its name, but his tall and big figure has a sad face. This demon's cultivation is much better than that of Little Nv Guan, but he is extremely respectful to Little Nv Guan. He nodded happily after hearing what he meant.
A small hill was set aside for Su Jing to meditate.
After settling the person properly, the little nüguan asked Wu Beibei to take more care of Su Jing, and then left happily. Judging from the direction of her sword, she should have gone directly to Linling Kingdom to withdraw money...
After the little girl left, the stiff smile on Wu Beibei's face disappeared, and he returned to his usual miserable look. He looked at Su Jing and said with a bitter face: "You kid, you can't cultivate. You should meditate first. If you practice,
Feel free to ask me if you have anything you don’t understand. I’m usually very busy, but I’ll always take the time to give you a few pointers. Hey, at least you can be considered a cultivator in Yangtiao Mountain now. Such rare skills can give me Wubei.
Sad and embarrassing.”
The crows in the world are as black as each other, and all of them are warm-hearted.
"Thank you, please take care of yourself." Su Jing greeted with a smile, ignored Wu Beibei, and went to sit on the top of his mountain to sit quietly and breathe.
It is dangerous for a person to practice martial arts in an unfamiliar place. If an enemy invades when he is in samadhi, he will definitely die. However, Su Jing is not alone. There are seventeen evil arhats in his royal robe, and a small bright light in his sleeves is always on the top.
Shuangya, plus Yang Sanlang and Xiao Jinwu. If all the cultivators in the world attack, they will only be wiped out. What's more, Su Jing is like gold and jade. He lies on the ground and doesn't fight back. No matter how many cultivators in the world hit him, they can't break him.
Oily skin.
He had no scruples at all and practiced the art in accordance with the law. Unexpectedly, Wu BeiBei, who had just started practicing, heard another message: "You kid, you really don't have any experience in the world. You don't know the sinister nature of people's hearts. You don't even know how to protect yourself first."
When you start practicing the magic circle again, you will be on Yangtiao Mountain. If you were in another place, you wouldn't know how you would die."
The world is as black as crows, and everyone talks nonsense.
Su Jing smiled and shook his head. He ignored Wu Bei and continued to sit quietly.
The method passed down by the Taoist Master is the "Contemplation Method". However, in practice, it must also be coordinated with breath breathing and true energy movement. As for "Contemplation", in this initial practice, it is to stop thinking.
My mind went blank and I didn't have any thoughts.
Absolutely not thinking about anything. It is not easy for ordinary people. But it is extremely easy for a certain cultivator. It is even easier for Su Jing. But the breathing method in the magic formula...
The practice of breathing is by no means simple breathing. The ordinary practice of breathing pays attention to 'resonance'. Resonating with the spiritual mountains and beautiful waters where you are; more advanced practices emphasize the resonance of the breath with the heaven and earth, and the flow of the spiritual energy. Going one step deeper,
Breathing in and out can echo the sun, the moon or the stars in the sky. The method passed down by Tao Zun has strict requirements on the method of breathing in and out. When breathing in long and short words according to the law, a line of resonance in the empty spiritual platform will point directly to the sky!
Tao Zun's transmission of the Dharma is no small matter, and it is normal for the aura to echo outside the sky. However, Su Jing's spiritual thoughts are not directed to any stars or sun and moon, but to where they go: the vast starry sky and the immaterial abyss.
It does not harmonize with the stars, nor rises and sets with the sun and the moon. This breath actually echoes and resonates with the endless void between the stars.
But the void is empty, empty, and there is nothing at all. It is like shouting to the empty world. No matter how loud you shout, how can you get a response?
Not only was there no response, but Su Jingzhen felt that as he tried to 'call' the void with the method of exhalation and breathing again and again, and couldn't get it, his spirit quickly sagged, and he didn't know whether it was because Su Jing's practice was not enough or because Tao Zun's practice was too profound.
I couldn't count the time, but it seemed to be just a short moment. My mind was so groggy that I couldn't control myself, and my heart felt empty and unspeakably uncomfortable. Then darkness came over, and I couldn't resist it anymore, so I fell asleep.
When I wake up, I ask the evil arhat in the ghost robe, practice a stick of incense, and sleep for four hours.
I woke up, but I didn't feel invigorated at all. I still felt mentally exhausted and wanted to catch up on some sleep... I was so sleepy.
She was very sleepy, but Su Jing felt funny in her heart. It had been a long time since she had felt sleepy. Gods are neither hungry nor sleepy. At this moment, the feeling of yawning all the time is actually quite friendly.
"I said, why are you still asleep?" The sad voice of the crow came from above. The big crow had already transformed into a human form, but habits die hard, and it squatted on the top of a big tree next to Su Jing.
There was a small bright dome in the sleeve, Wu Shang said: "Please tell me, my lord, let me take him in, so that he won't be too wordy!"
Su Jing smiled in his heart and said to Wu: "Why are you arguing with your juniors?"
"No, what are you practicing? A technique that makes people sleep?" Wu Beibei doesn't know what's going on. He is warm-hearted, but he is a bullshit person. He has to teach this junior who is addicted to sleep and industrious: "If you
In order to sleep, why bother asking the ineffectual fairy to bring you to my treasured land of Yangciao Mountain? It’s different wherever you sleep. You let me tell you what’s good about you..."
"Invalid fairy?" Su Jing asked.
Wu Beibei immediately digressed from the topic: "Well, Fairy Infernal Affairs, a disciple of Dingyang Dao Sect, she has been ranked as 'no' in her lifetime..."
The young Taoist priest loved to talk, not to mention Wu Beibei. They were good friends who could talk nonsense together, and Wu Beibei gave an overview of the matter without Su Jing asking.
Dingyang Daozong is one of the four great sects in the world. It has been established in the south for more than ten thousand years. The mountains stretching for 30,000 miles where Su Jing is located are within the sphere of influence of Dingyang Daozong, and there are many fairies scattered in the mountains. There are many cultivators, so Ding Yang Dao Sect sends disciples to patrol this place from time to time. If the fairies or casual cultivators in the mountains need help, Ding Yang disciples will usually help solve the problem. However, in addition to helping, there is also a layer of restraint and supervision. Ding Yang Dao is an upright person in the world. Cultivation in the mountains is not allowed to disturb the mortal world.
The Immortal Fairy is responsible for supervising the 30,000-mile mountain territory, and will come to take a look from time to time. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!