Immortality, Starting from the Side Sect

Please give me some words from Lord Xing?

Okay, okay, let’s play like this, right?

Fellow Daoist Ma, just sit here and don't move. I'll go to the kitchen and get you a handful of oranges. Wait until I come back!

Chen Ci stroked the Taoist robe and suppressed the urge to stand up. His face was calm and noncommittal.

Although the cost of a soul-fixing talisman is less than two taels of silver, what can I say? Mr. Chen earns money from the talisman craftsmanship, and in his place, this matter cannot start like this.

Today I said Lord Xing gave me a message, asking for the soul-fixing talisman. Tomorrow Lord Xing asked me for something else. Will Mr. Chen give it to me or not?

What's more, in essence, the implementation of the Jade Statue of Lord Dou Xingjun in Xishan Mansion by the monks from Longhushan was done with the monks from Heshan, and this Taoist Ma was just a substitute that Chen Ci found because it was troublesome, just like a temporary worker. Nowadays, the goods are coming to the door with the help of Xingjun's name, which already has a bit of rebellion against Tiangang.

Because Chen Ci couldn't be sure of the changes in Ma Laodao, and didn't know what happened to Xingjun's words, he didn't actually serve tea to see off the guests.

Ma Laodao glanced at Chen Ci's face, and felt a little enlightened in his heart. He smiled and said: "Guanzhu Chen, the old Taoist did not lie to you. This matter was really given by Lord Xing."

After a pause, a trace of hesitation flashed across Ma Laodao's face, but he still sighed and explained: "The old Taoist seeks the talisman not for himself, but to save others. The three soul-fixing talismans can only relieve urgent needs, so in the future Maybe I still need to trouble Chen Guanzhu."

Chen Ci pondered for a while. Although this old man came to seek talismans, his attitude was gentle and respectful. He didn't really come to challenge Qiufeng. Although he was a little annoyed, he really didn't have too much ill feeling. This inexplicable sense of intimacy It's actually a little weird.

"Fellow Taoist Ma, you have to know that I paid for your monthly salary in Du'e Palace out of my own pocket, and now it's a bit rude to take my soul-fixing talisman for free."

Chen Ci took a sip of tea and said calmly: "After all, I am a monk from Heshan. I am only helping you with the Due Palace. If you have any difficulties, fellow Taoist, you can either go to Longhu Mountain or go to the Changping County Government Office." Looking for some help, these three soul-fixing talismans will be my thoughts, and that will be it for today."

Ma Laodao probably also knew that his request was too much, so he did not continue to force it. He stood up, bowed and said, "In that case, Laodao Ma will go back first and not bother Guanzhu Chen."

Chen Ci returned the favor and said with a faint smile: "Fellow Taoist, walk slowly."

This old master came suddenly and left neatly, leaving Sanyin Temple directly.

After he left, Chen Ci took a few steps inside the hall and thought carefully.

Lord Xing’s words?

Asking for a talisman to save someone?

I don't know if it's true or not, but this old man has indeed changed a lot, and Chen Ci also has a big head.

"I don't think about it anymore. I forgot to ask about the alchemy materials in Majia Village. Forget it, let Xianzhi go to Qingquan Village and ask about it."

Chen Ci shook his head. To be honest, he didn't really believe what this veteran said.

If the True Monarch of Yuanshen really showed his magical powers, why would he need these soul-fixing talismans? To make a fuss out of a molehill, Mr. Chen simply stopped thinking about it and went back to the quiet room to continue polishing the Yin Qi. After all, Taoism is the foundation of our generation.

Duer Palace.

After Ma Laodao left Sanyin Temple, he returned directly to the Taoist Palace. In just over a month, the popularity of Du'e Xingjun has increased by more than one level. The main pilgrims are not the wealthy families in the county. No matter where they are, Although rich people believe more, there are fewer true believers. On the contrary, it is easier for the common people at the bottom to believe more truly.

"Master Ma!"

"Director Ma, my old man is seriously ill. Can you please take a look at him?"

"Taoist Master Ma, me"

As soon as Ma Laodao entered the Taoist palace, many ordinary people gathered around him, praying and offering incense.

"quiet!"

Ma Laodao drank lightly and used the Zhenqi method. Although his voice was gentle and not loud, he suppressed the noise around him and said, "Are you sincere? Those who are sincere will have their own star king whenever they encounter disasters." Give blessings and avoid disasters.”

After saying that, Ma Laodao went to the front, under the statue.

Among these ordinary believers, some offered incense, prayed, and invested money for incense. Most of them had one or two cents. Occasionally, some threw in a dime of silver, which was considered a big deal.

"good!"

Ma Laodao tilted his head slightly, with a majestic yet kind expression on his body, took out a health elixir, melted it into the water, and distributed it to a dozen or so people who were in poor health among the common believers.

Even in the world of spiritual practice, the underlying productivity is actually the same. For ordinary people, 90% of diseases and physical discomfort are caused by malnutrition, and the remaining 10% are diseases of wealth that only wealthy families can get, unlike ordinary people. Nothing to do.

A health-preserving pill was shared among a dozen mortals, but the effect was enough. At least one old man, who looked weak, had a clear boost in energy, and the faces of the others were more or less rosy.

"Xie Due Xingjun!"

Ma Laodao nodded and glanced at the statue of Xingjun, but did not stay in the main hall longer. He got up and went to the side hall.

In a quiet room, a middle-aged couple dressed as celebrities were standing aside, secretly feeling sad. On the bed next to them, there was a pale girl hiding in the corner, her hands clasped, her knees shaking, and she kept shaking her head, her eyes Very distracted but full of fear, he was mumbling something.

"Brother Jie, do you think there is still a chance to cure Xiang'er's hysteria?"

The middle-aged woman was wearing a blue dress and carried a sword at her waist. She was very capable, but she also looked haggard. Ever since her daughter got this inexplicable hysteria, which was difficult to cure with medicine and stone, the couple went to Xishan Mansion to seek treatment. What? I tried all the tricks, even the deceptive tricks of the quacks, but I got instructions from the temple in a Taoist palace, saying that I could have a chance to be cured in Changping County, so I came here with difficulty.

To be honest, they didn't really believe it.

But there is nothing they can do if they don't believe it. If it doesn't work again, they will probably give up. People who live in the world have many choices. Although the two of them love their daughter very much, it is more important to have a serious heir.

"I originally thought that Xiang'er got this hysteria because she was hit by an evil spirit and frightened out of her mind. However, the Taoist priest of Qingfeng Temple has immortal methods. Praying for blessings to remove the evil spirits and summon the spirit has no effect. It is probably difficult."

The man glanced at his daughter, sighed softly, and whispered: "If things don't get better, send Xiang'er back to the countryside and let the old servants take care of her."

"Bang~"

Suddenly, the quiet room door was pushed open, interrupting the two people's whispers.

Ma Laodao walked in, looked at the two of them, and then looked at the girl on the bed. Without saying much, he took out a soul-fixing charm and put it on the girl's body. He only counted the breath time. Although the girl didn't have much on her body, There was a change, but his expression soon relaxed, his hands and feet stopped moving, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

A flash of joy flashed in the eyes of the couple. Although Changping County is remote, there is such an expert!

"Master Ma, my little girl is so hysterical."

The man raised his hand in salute and asked respectfully, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Ma Laodao with a wave of his hand.

"This is not hysteria."

Ma Laodao smiled gently: "This is a natural psychic. Although it has no benefit in practice and may even be a serious hindrance, it is a natural magical power. You can live in Du'e Palace and take care of it for me on weekdays. It’s also great for housekeeping.”

After a pause, Ma Laodao said again: "This talisman can only control peace for three or five days. One piece is easily worth a hundred taels of silver. This price is only available under the Xingjun constellation. You have to wait until the girl is over ten years old." Fourth, if the soul is stable, there is no need for this talisman to stabilize the soul. You can make a decision before talking about anything else."

"this"

The couple looked at each other, slightly hesitant.

Hysteria?

Born psychic?

Outside the quiet room, Chen Ci, who was in the spirit ghost state, touched his chin. It turned out that he was really saving people. Could it be that Lord Xing really gave him words?

But if this really happened, with Xingjun's ability, he could solve it with just a breath, so there would be no need to trouble Xiao Chen.

But this person named Ma, from what the pilgrims and believers outside said, seems to be given spiritual water every day. It is estimated that a month's salary elixirs have been given to those civilians. No wonder they say there are not enough spiritual elixirs and spiritual talismans. Do you know this? So what, Mr. Chen couldn't have given the soul-fixing talisman and the health-preserving pill to this guy named Ma as a favor in vain. Do good people deserve to suffer?

"Longhushan doesn't even have to worry about it. How can I, the little repairman in Heshan, roll the papers?"

Chen Ci curled his lips and turned to leave. Since nothing happened, he was relieved. He just went back to Sanyin Temple to continue practicing. It was none of his business to be born psychic.

That night.

A figure, uncertain in appearance and reality, quietly walked outside the Du'e Palace, looking very sneaky.

Chen Ci looked a little sad. Forget about other things, he was really curious about the Taoist surnamed Ma's diligent practice. Is the incense method so easy to use?

It's not even comparable to taking drugs, but no matter how diligently you practice, you still have to talk about the basic method.

It is said that stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. Even if you don't follow this path, Mr. Chen can learn about it and learn from it.

"I'll just take a look from a distance. It should be okay. Ma spends the day taking care of the incense and doesn't go back to his yizhuang at night. He must have time to practice."

Chen Ci nodded. Although there was nothing wrong with the Taoist palace and the statues during the day, it was different when he peeked at other people's practice conditions at night. He did not dare to get too close, but suddenly, he faintly discovered that there seemed to be something in the night starry sky. Something flickered, and an inexplicable connection seemed to fall in Nadu'e Palace. It was very mysterious.