big dream master

It's not that he wants to engage in these sidelines, but his lifespan is limited, forcing him to find another way out.

The yin invasion of the body more than two years ago had ruined his vitality. In the past two years, he has relied on a pair of "Hongxue San" every three months to maintain his vitality.

Even so, he still felt that his health was getting worse. He walked a little more on weekdays, and he would have some breathlessness. Especially last winter, when he was wearing a fur cloak, he still felt that his body was cold and his limbs were cold.

And the reason why he only takes a medicine in March is not because he can't get the hundred taels of silver, but because it can maximize the effect of this medicine, more frequent drinking is not only wasteful, but also may not make up for the deficiency, Master Luo Also not allowed.

As for the cultivation of Xiao Hua Yang Kung Fu, his progress is really too slow, he has only just started today, but this speed of practice can't even compare with the outer disciples with the worst Guan Nei foundation.Besides, according to what Master Luo said, even if this method is great, it can only add 20 years of life at most.

But with the speed of his own cultivation, I am afraid that there is no chance of success at all, so it is possible to go back to the west first.

He paid such a huge price to come to this Taoist temple on the mountain, but he didn't just want to live a few more years.

Shen Luo thought to himself, and walked slowly down the mountain.

The Spring and Autumn Temple is backed by Qinghua Mountain, and the whole is built on the mountain. Except for the mountain gate, which is close to the mountainside, other buildings such as the Lingguan Hall and the Jade Emperor Hall are distributed on the mountain, and the most important Sanqing Hall is located on the top of the mountain. superior.

In addition to the inner disciples, the quiet rooms for the rest of the disciples are concentrated on three mountainside cliffs on both sides of the mountain road from the mountain gate to the Lingguan Hall. Because the terrain here is relatively open, basically everyone can use it alone. one.

Guanli does not have much control over the disciples' practice. Except for certain teaching days, all the disciples are required to go to the Sanqing Hall together to listen to Master Luo and other seniors explaining the Taoist classics, and there is no need to do morning lessons together during the rest of the time.

Anyway, the Xiaohua Yang Gong in Guanli has been distributed to each disciple, and everyone can practice on their own with their own qualifications.

The place where Shen Shen practiced was not far from the Jade Emperor Hall, and at this moment he had returned to the square in front of the hall.

Approaching the gate of the hall, he did not enter the hall, but made a bow outside the hall. After resting, he turned around and wanted to leave along the stone steps down the mountain.

"Isn't this Junior Brother Shen, how is it that you are back from training? Have you entered Xiaohua Yanggong yet?" At this moment, a rather familiar voice came from the hall.

Shen Luo sighed in her heart and turned around.

As he expected, it was Senior Brother Ding, who didn't deal with him very well on weekdays. Before he crossed the threshold, a shy belly had already protruded out of the hall door.

Behind him, there were also two young men in green robes, one with a broom in his hand, and the other with a bucket in his hand. It seemed that they had just finished their homework.

"I've seen a few senior brothers." A warm smile was already on Shen Luo's face, and he bowed to a few people.

"Junior Brother Shen, it's not that I told you, Xiaohua Yanggong practice, don't rush for quick success, even though junior brother has not been able to get started for two years, don't be too anxious, after all, it's a long time to come to Japan. "..." Senior Brother Ding saw that he was well behaved, so he didn't know what to say. He first pretended to comfort him a few words, and then he preached in the manner of a senior brother.

"Thank you, brother, for your concern. I was lucky enough to get started today, and senior brother Bai also confirmed it for me." Shen Luo blinked and replied seemingly casually.

"Wh...what, you have already started? Bai Xiaotian also knows?" Senior Brother Ding was startled, his face suddenly a little ugly.

The other two young people also looked at Shen Lu with a look of surprise, their eyes full of surprise.

After all, they are clear about the sinking situation, otherwise, they would not have made little progress after two years of ascetic cultivation.

According to their private guesses, with the sinking of this body, they may not be able to get in after another three or five years of repair.

Shen Luo expected the reaction of several people, but stopped talking, just nodded with a smile.

A look of depression flashed in Brother Ding's eyes.If Bai Xiaotian didn't know, he could hide the matter first, and then try to cancel the bet, but the other party already knew, and the previous bet was really lost.

"If there's nothing wrong, the junior brother will not disturb the other senior brothers on duty." Shen Luo smiled and bowed his hands to the three of them.

"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Shen, don't be in a hurry to leave. Although Bai Xiaotian has already confirmed it, he hasn't been acquainted for a long time after all, and it's hard to guarantee that he won't be mistaken. How about asking Senior Brother to confirm it for you again?" Senior Brother Ding squinted, Said with a smirk.

When Shen Luo heard the words, she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

This Senior Brother Ding actually had nothing to do with him, but he had a deep conflict with Bai Xiaotian.

There is no other reason. The younger brother of Ding Yuan, Ding Hua, is also a disciple of the Spring and Autumn Temple, and like Bai Xiaotian, he is the only three core disciples in the temple.

Among them, Ding Hua was under Guanzhu, Bai Xiaotian was under Luo Daoren, and one person was under Wang Shibo. All three of them were the highest cultivation aptitudes in Guan, and they naturally competed with each other openly and secretly.

"I don't think it's necessary. Senior brother is busy with his practice homework, so you don't have to worry about me." The smile on Shen Luo's face converged.

Although he treats people politely on weekdays, he is not a soft persimmon that can be handled by others.

He knew in his heart when to be tougher and when to back down.

"Junior Brother Shen, why are you talking to Senior Brother Ding? Senior Brother also has good intentions." A person behind Ding Yuan heard the words and said with a straight face.

Chapter 0006

Shen Luo looked at the speaker coldly, but didn't say anything anymore.

The aptitude of the three of them is not much better than that of Shen Luo. Usually, it is only because of their relationship with Ding Hua, and others are so polite to them. How is it good.

"What are you guys doing here?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Shen Luo turned his head to follow the sound, and saw a thin young man in a cyan robe, with a sallow face, with one hand behind him, walking slowly towards this side with a cold expression.

"Senior Brother Ding..."

When everyone saw this, their faces turned solemn, and they all greeted him, even Ding Yuan. It turned out that this person was none other than Ding Hua.

Although he and Ding Yuan are brothers, they look very different, and their aptitudes are also very different.If people who don't know meet, they will definitely not be linked together.

Seeing his inquiries, Shen Lu roughly recounted what happened, without any dissatisfaction mixed in his words.

"Bet..." Ding Hua's last tone dragged on for a long time, frowning slightly.

On the side of Ding Yuan, cold sweat suddenly dripped down his cheeks, with a nervous expression on his face, for fear of being blamed.

Although he is the elder brother, in front of his younger brother, let alone pretending to be an elder brother, even if he calls himself "brother", he would not dare to offend him.

"Bai Xiaotian is also boring, I'll bet this with you." Ding Hua finally snorted and said coldly.

Shen's eyes flickered slightly.

Brother Ding, who was personally passed down by the master, didn't care about the dispute between him and Ding Yuan at all, and the only thing he cared about was Bai Xiaotian, who was also an inner disciple.

As for these people, including Ding Yuan, they couldn't get into his eyes at all.

Shen Luo thought of this, and after saying goodbye, he turned and left.

Before he could go far, he vaguely heard Ding Hua's icy voice: "Compete with a waste, you are so ambitious, you have lost my face..."

The word "waste" came into my ears, and Shen Shen's eyes became colder, but his footsteps did not stop.

The fact that even one of his named disciples could practice Xiaohua Yanggong was quite unpopular in the first place.

In addition, he is a "rich man" among his disciples, and is the only "big fat sheep" who relies on yellow and white things to enter the door, so it is understandable to be slandered behind his back.

But how do they know that what they spend is money, and what they cultivate is not gong, but life.

When it comes to money, he is very open-minded. On weekdays, he will always let these senior brothers take advantage of him from time to time, so in general, his relationship with almost all the disciples is not bad.

However, other than Bai Xiaotian, only Tian Tiesheng, who is also under Luo Shi's sect, is really a friend.

When he thought that he might not live long, Shen Shen's mood became extremely bad, and he felt a little cold in the depths of his heart, and his footsteps could not help but speed up by three points.

From the Jade Emperor Hall all the way down, I met many brothers along the way. When Shen Lu met, they all took the initiative to say hello one by one, and occasionally joked with people they knew.

After about half a quarter of an hour, he came to Qingshiping near the Lingguan Hall, where he lived in the quiet room.

However, Shenluo did not return to the quiet room immediately, raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat oozing from his forehead, turned out of Qingshiping, and walked towards the horizontal mountain road on the other side.

The road to this side is narrower than other places on the mountain. On weekdays, no one walks, and few people clean it. There are a lot of dead leaves accumulated on the road, some of which are rotten and soft. You can see some single-room houses on both sides, either made of stone or wood, and most of them are very dilapidated.

Shen Luo seemed to be quite familiar with this place. After walking for a long time, he finally saw an old house surrounded by half-person tall weeds on the side of the road.

This old house has obviously been abandoned for a long time, and has not been repaired for many years. The red paint on the walls has dried out badly and has peeled off a lot, making it look a little mottled, and the white paper pasted on the doors and windows has also been damaged. All have traces of moth.

Shen Luo took a few glances at the house, nodded, then separated the weeds, walked to the porch, pushed open the wooden door that was leaking air, and accompanied by a "squeak" sound, a damp and musty smell rushed to his face.

He turned sideways, covered his nose with one hand, and swept the air with the other.

After getting used to it, he turned his eyes and scanned the room.

The area of ​​the room is not large, and it is full of various damaged and tattered tables and chairs, as well as some worn-out brooms and buckets, which are piled up messily in the corners of the wall.

"I'm afraid I can't even watch it because of this moldy energy." Shen Luo muttered in a low voice.

Although there was disgust in his words, there was no hesitation in the movements of his hands.

I saw Shen Lu stepped forward, took down the dilapidated chairs and stools that were piled on the table, and put them on the other side of the room after a little tidying up.

About a quarter of an hour later, more than half of the waste tables and chairs were finally cleaned up to the other side.

At this moment, Shen Lu's chest was a little heaving, and he let out a long sigh of relief when he saw that the table cases that were pressed down were all exposed again.

After he started Xiaohua Yanggong, he could feel that his physique had improved a lot compared to the initial stage, but after a little tossing about it, his back was still sweating a lot.

After Shen Lu rested for a while, he stepped forward, opened the drawers of the desks, and rummaged through them one by one.

"No..." The first drawer was empty.

"No..." The second one was just as empty.

"No……"

……

After flipping through seven or eight tables, just when Shen Luo was a little depressed, thinking that he was going to work in vain, he finally found out.

"Have it!"

The ninth table was broken with only two legs left. When the drawer was pulled open, a dilapidated book with a blue cover was finally revealed inside.

He worked hard to clean up these dilapidated tables and chairs, naturally not just to clean the house, but to rummage through the books left by the previous owner.

Apart from the basic Taoist classics such as the Tao Te Ching, there are not many books in the Spring and Autumn Temple, and most of them are privately collected by the elders of the teachers, so it is very difficult to borrow them.

Shen Luo liked to read various miscellaneous books since he was a child. Later, in order to find a way to save himself, he read a lot of miscellaneous books, and the family pharmacy store several wonderful medicines. configured.

In those few years, he developed the habit of turning over books at night. The Spring and Autumn Temple has been closed for a long time, so he couldn't let his family send books over, so he had to look for some books in various places in the temple.

Because I had accidentally found some books like travel journals from other abandoned houses before, which were quite useful to him, so I came here to try my luck this time, but I didn't expect to find another book for him. .

"The Chronicle of Zhang Tianshi's Conquering the Demon..." Shen Luo picked up the somewhat trendy ancient book, carefully scrutinized the large vertical characters on the cover, and read it over.

Chapter 0007 The Chronicle of Subduing Demons

Judging from the name, it seems to be a travel note recording the experience of Tianshi Zhang's demon subjugation. It should be similar to some of the novels he has read before, and most of them are fictional stories made up by later generations.

Shen Lu didn't care much, beat the dust on it and put it in his sleeve pocket.

Afterwards, after looking through the remaining tables and chairs, there was nothing else to gain, so he had to give up, left the utility room, and returned to Qing Shiping.

The quiet room in Qingshiping is a two-story building with about [-] small houses on the top and bottom. Some of the disciples in the temple live here.

The sunken quiet room is on the far right of the first floor, next to the cliff.

The quiet room of the disciples is not large, except for a bed and a table and chairs, there are no foreign objects, and the sinking is no exception.

As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of rosin rushed to the face, causing Shen Lu to wrinkle his nose.

There are many incense substances such as sandalwood and rosin in Guanli, and it is never forbidden for disciples to use it, because usually in meditation practice, these substances of concentration and tranquility are used as an aid, which can make it easier for people to enter the concentration.

It's just that everyone else just lit one, and it's good to have a slightly faint aroma. How could it be so strong like him, it's almost choking.

However, this is also impossible.

The sunken room was blocked from most of the sunlight by a pine tree with a crooked neck on the edge of the cliff. It was a bit cool and damp. On the desk of the room, there were dozens of books that he bought from various places in the temple. Most of the ancient books have mildew spots, and the taste can be imagined.

If it wasn't pressed with rosin, there would be no way to treat people in this room.

Shen Luo was accustomed to this, and came to sit down at the table against the wall, took out the newly brought back "Chronicle of Zhang Tianshi's Conquering Demons" from his sleeve pocket, and put it on the table.

This book looks okay from the outside, except for the mildew on the cover that looks a little disgusting, the rest is still complete, much better than most of the books in the collection.

He first picked up the kettle on the table and filled it with half a pot of water. After resting for half a stick of incense, he finally regained his strength.

He opened the cover of the ancient book, revealing the yellowed paper on the title page, on which was painted a short and fat Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown and seven-star robe, holding a sword with one hand and holding a sword in the shape of an angry vajra.

It looks like it should be the portrait of Zhang Tianshi, but the lines are rough, and it looks mostly freehand. After all, if a real person grows up like this, it will be more ferocious than ghosts.

Shen Luo smiled, turned over the title page, and began to read the content behind.

Seeing this, Shen Shen's mind was immediately attracted to it. The content recorded in the book is really a strange novel, telling many anecdotes about this Zhang Tianshi in the Lingnan area.

There is no chronological record in the book, so there is no way to verify the time, but the place names are clearly written, and they are all place names that can be searched for at the moment.

This Zhang Tianshi is a Taoist real person. He has mastered the secret technique of alchemy and the true inheritance of talismans. He can alchemy elixir and make talismans.

Originally, Shen Lu had read a lot of such ghost novels, but there was not much new in the content, and even the ghosts and magic tricks written in it were not as diverse and exciting as other novels. Silly drama.

What Shen Luo couldn't put down was the various spells in this book about fighting against evil spirits. The process of performing them was clearly written. One of the stories mentioned that a rich family member was outside the Fox Charm. It was too annoying, so Zhang Tianshi gave a whisk to hang it on the lintel, and since then he has never been troubled by foxes.

In addition, the book also mentions strange methods such as writing talismans with black dog blood, killing ghosts with butcher knives, and winning with ancient coins.

Even at the end of several stories, the pictures of the talismans used in the stories are attached.