Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 704: Perseverance in Taoism

When Ma Qingji came out of the mountain again, although no disciples came to see him off, everyone was relieved.

Qiu Yun couldn't help but feel relieved when he sent his master out of the mountain. Even though he knew that his master was not actually a vicious person, the psychological pressure would not disappear because of this.

Ma Qingji doesn't care much about this. When people like them grow up, they will know how to deal with it.

From Xima Mountain to Suzhou, Ma Qingji walked on the waterway, picked a bamboo leaf and turned it into a small boat. The river under his feet held up the small boat and moved slowly but really quickly.

The water veins in the south of the Yangtze River are complex, but many of them are connected.

The boat sails from the mountains into the countryside, through towns, into lakes, and into the mountains again.

There are many homes on both sides of the river. But the desolation that entered the eyes was far worse than before.

It had not been long since King Wu had brought the Jiangnan area under his control, but man-made disasters had already begun to take shape.

Unlike the virtuous and wise men of the past, taxation, corvee service, and military recruitment were all more severe than before.

Ma Qingji understood why. Losing the support of the gods was almost like losing the favor of heaven. The court would definitely take action against him.

He fell to his knees on the ground like pushing a mountain of gold toppling a jade pillar, and shouted: "Master, save me!"

Ma Qingji blew the teacup and asked without raising his eyes: "What have you been doing at the Owl Pavilion recently?"

It's just the same as the third child, poisoning, assassinating, and controlling people with evil methods. There is only one more one who invites his colleagues to serve the King of Wu.

The reason why they haven't taken action yet is simply that the threat of the original Dharma Saint has restrained the energy of the imperial court. As long as this behemoth can be freed, a war will definitely break out.

Only then did Taoist Zhang dare to stand up and said cautiously: "Now the King of Wu attaches great importance to the Owl Pavilion, and even visited us once in person. When the master comes, Xima Mountain will surely show its majesty."

Ma Qingji said: "I'm sorry you don't dare to test my courage. Get up."

Ma Qingji came here precisely in response to this kind of conquest.

Ma Qingji sneered and said, "What's the use of showing off your power?"

In the past, relying on the secret power of ghosts and gods, as long as it was hidden from people, there was still the possibility of accumulating food. But now that there are no ghosts and gods to help him, he must seize every moment to strengthen his force.

Taoist Zhang was now in the ghost body of a Rakshasa, but his whole body trembled with horror.

Zhang Daoren sold King Linchuan to him without even thinking, and said: "How dare you, disciple? King Linchuan still remembers his agreement with you. After all, we are working under him, so I have to write and ask the teacher." Ancestor’s meaning.”

He looked at Taoist Zhang and said: "You are only in the seventh level now, and your body is sick and weak, so you rely entirely on this Rakshasa ghost body to move around. But do you know that the more you drive this Rakshasa ghost body, the weaker your body will be. Your life is not long. Once your physical body dies and your soul resides in the body of a Rakshasa ghost, it will be controlled by the viciousness of the Rakshasa ghost and go crazy. Sooner or later, you will run out of energy."

The guest was greeted with great courtesy, and he was invited to sit down in the main hall and served tea and snacks. After a while, Taoist Zhang, who was in the form of a Rakshasa ghost, was the first to arrive. He knelt at Ma Qingji's knees and said, "Welcome Master."

The boat stayed outside Gusu and turned into a swirling bamboo leaf in the water. Ma Qingji came to the Owl Pavilion again and received a very grand reception.

Ma Qingji asked knowingly, "So you sent the letter back to Ximashan?"

Zhang Daoren did not dare to hide anything and reported the recent events one by one.

Ma Qingji said: "Are you afraid now? It's a pity that your body is so weak that it is irreversible."

Taoist Zhang wailed and said: "Master, save me. I am willing to let my master drive me."

Ma Qingji said slowly: "Why are you not just letting me drive you now?"

Zhang Daoren kowtowed desperately and said, "Please show me kindness, Master!" He kowtowed until his head was broken, and then Ma Qingji put down the tea cup and said, "You still have two ways to go, and they happen to belong to me in Ximashan. road."

"You can choose between the spirit-residing technique and the corpse-transforming technique. Either you can become a ghost immortal or a corpse immortal. It's up to you. But no matter which one you use, you have to work hard and give up what you are used to. Are you willing to bear the ghost body of a Rakshasa?"

Daoren Zhang immediately showed his struggle.

Ma Qingji said he was not disappointed, but he had expected it and said: "Qikai, you can think about it before you reply."

Zhang Daoren got up and stood aside in despair, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, King Linchuan finally arrived. Before he could catch his breath, he came to visit Ma Qingji first.

Turning a blind eye to the blood stains on the ground, King Linchuan smiled and said, "Master Ma, I haven't seen you for a long time. How good you are lately."

This time there was no Elder Xiao standing behind him, he was alone, and his words and expression were much more enthusiastic.

Ma Qingji stood up and said: "Thanks to His Highness, after a few good years, I am also preparing to establish a line of Corpse Immortals. I got the letters from these unscrupulous disciples a few days ago, and I still have an agreement with Your Highness. I He came right away."

King Linchuan didn't know whether the mind-confusing spider on his body had any effect, but since Ma Qingji had a good attitude, King Linchuan relaxed a little and praised: "Taoist priest, I promise you a thousand gold, thank you, little king."

Ma Qingji said: "Your Highness, is there anything you can help me with now?"

King Linchuan said: "To be honest, in these troubled times, Xiao Wang is willing to offer ten thousand taels of gold as an offering to invite Taoist Ma to join the Owl Pavilion."

Ma Qingji was silent for a moment and said: "Let's change it. Although ten thousand gold is huge, it can't buy me a happy life."

King Linchuan was rejected, but he was not discouraged and said: "As long as the Taoist Master is willing to join the Owl Hall, the little king can agree to whatever he wants."

Ma Qingji laughed and said: "All I want is to practice immortality. Apart from these two things, everything else is something I can give up."

King Linchuan said helplessly: "If there is a way to practice immortality, then Xiao Wang will also become a monk and practice."

Ma Qingji laughed loudly and said: "Your Highness, if you help me build a line of corpse immortals, I can promise to take action for your Highness. Your Highness has made up his mind to let this evil disciple come to find me at any time."

Ma Qingji said goodbye and left first.

King Linchuan tried to persuade him, but he never kept him.

After he left, King Linchuan sighed and said, "How come you have such a person in Xima Mountain?"

Zhang Daoren said: "I don't know much about Master."

King Linchuan said: "The letter you sent this time was not delivered to the headmaster?"

Zhang Daoren said: "Now the master is in charge of Xima Mountain, so I'm afraid the headmaster won't be able to come."

"It's really tricky!" King Linchuan paced and said: "If you are so determined in the Tao, why don't you practice the righteous way, but take root in your Xima Mountain?"

This Taoist Zhang knew it well and said: "Perhaps the talent is not good. Ever since our ancestor founded the sect, Xi Mashan has always been a person with poor qualifications but a strong heart. However, future generations will always have their own ways of living."

"The Taoist heart is tenacious, what a Taoist heart is tenacious!"

King Linchuan broke the cup and said, "I don't believe I can't take you down!"

(End of this chapter)