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The next morning, when Lingsongzi woke up, he was still in a daze.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, trying to distinguish whether he had a dream last night or whether it was the manifestation of the patriarch.

After much deliberation, Lingsongzi finally preferred the former, because he thought how could their wise and powerful patriarch look like the stupid one in his dream.

Then he heard a frolic outside the house.

He lifted the quilt from his body, got up and got out of bed, and opened the door to have a look.

In the yard, Daoist Lingzhen took Zhao Chenxing and others to make beriberi ointment. The raw materials were prepared a long time ago. Two buckets of well water and half a bucket of incense ash were poured into a large iron basin. Tuanzi was in charge of bagging and weighing, Daoist Lingzhen was in charge of sealing, and Zhao Chenxing and Sun Cong were busy packing the sealed beriberi ointment into the box.

Just like one or three no product counterfeiting scene!

Only then did Lingsongzi remember that Qingchuan Guan was still in the business of beriberi ointment, and he thought that Daoist Lingzhen was so poor that he went to the Internet to sell fake medicines.

But now he doesn't dare to think that way anymore, after all, the patriarch uncle is so powerful, why would he do such a thing that harms others and does not benefit himself.

He was just curious, how can well water and incense ash cure beriberi?

——The next moment, Master Lingzhen gave him a "perfect" explanation.

At this time, Taoist Master Lingzhen received a call from Gao Ziyang.

Thanks to Gao Ziyang's more than 200 million fans, beriberi ointment is almost out of stock these days.

Now, the first batch of fans who bought beriberi cream have already received the goods one after another. In fact, only a few of them are Gao Ziyang's diehard fans. At least half of them are actually skeptical of Gao Ziyang's words, and they are even Gao Ziyang directly. Once they find out that the beriberi ointment has no medicinal effect, they will definitely swarm up and criticize Gao Ziyang.

But the efficacy of beriberi ointment is so miraculous, so after using beriberi ointment, these people all became Gao Ziyang's diehard fans and the tap water of beriberi ointment. Under their publicity, Gao Ziyang lost more than 60 yuan because of this incident. Ten thousand fans, a quarter came back in the blink of an eye.

All of a sudden, rainbow farts were flying all over Gao Ziyang's Weibo.

Gao Ziyang was so happy that he didn't sleep all night, not only because he had a good turnaround, but most importantly, he earned a lot of dividends by relying on this business.

Now that he saw the broad prospects of beriberi cream, Gao Ziyang immediately decided to make persistent efforts and officially made a promotional advertisement for beriberi cream.

Then he couldn't wait to call Master Lingzhen.

"Advertising?" Daoist Lingzhen's eyes lit up: "Of course you can!"

Gao Ziyang asked euphemistically, "Then do you have any requirements here?"

"Ah?" Daoist Lingzhen was dumbfounded, because it was the first time he had come into contact with this.

Gao Ziyang guessed it, and he simply put forward his opinion directly: "That's right, I think the advertisements you made up before are too thin, a bit like psoriasis advertisements."

Daoist Lingzhen: "Then what do you mean?"

Gao Ziyang: "I think we can dig deeper into its religious connotation, and, at the very least, we have to let the public know why beriberi ointment has such miraculous effects?"

Gao Ziyang paused, and continued: "Of course, if this is confidential, then we need to make up a reason that can convince the public."

Master Lingzhen didn't understand the connotation of religion, but he understood the last sentence.

We must not directly tell the public that the well water is the credit, otherwise they will definitely not be able to keep this old well, and [-]% of it will have to be handed over.

Daoist Lingzhen thought for a while: "Why don't we give these beriberi ointments a try!"

Gao Ziyang: "..."

So why well water and incense ash can cure beriberi, because the Taoist priests of Qingchuan Temple have consecrated them!

In this way, there are religious connotations and reasonable explanations.

Gao Ziyang: "Perfect!"

Daoist Lingzhen was also happy after thinking about it.

In this way, even if someone comes to investigate at that time, you don’t have to be afraid. The investigation is a feudal superstition, and you can’t come up with scientific evidence to refute it, perfect!

Gao Ziyang: "Then please record a video for me then."

Master Lingzhen: "No problem."

Lingsongzi: "..."

He is convinced of the serious nonsense of these two people.

While eating breakfast, Daoist Lingzhen brought the prepared meals to the table, lit three sticks of incense for each of the three little dumplings, and then took out a booklet and handed it to Lingsongzi.

He said: "Brother, these are some methods of cultivation and drawing talismans that my grandfather taught me. I sorted them out overnight, and they should be of some use to you."

"This—" Lingsongzi subconsciously looked at Zhao Ye.

Zhao Ye bit a pickled cucumber and said casually, "Lingzhen and I got along with each other about this matter. Since you call me Patriarch Uncle, you can naturally learn my skills."

This is Zhao Ye's practice experience, how could Lingsongzi not be excited.

Since ancient times, the law is not passed down lightly, he immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times to Zhao Ye: "Thank you, Master Patriarch!"

Zhao Ye accepted his gift safely, and then helped him up: "Okay, let's eat!"

After breakfast, Taoist Master Lingzhen did what he said, and immediately started planning to shoot a consecration video for beriberi ointment.

Consecration, also known as consecration and pointing eyes, means that monks endow items with special spiritual power by holding seals and reciting mantras, making them an item that can adjust Feng Shui or a lucky thing that protects ordinary people.

Daoist Lingzhen has done this before, so this time he is familiar with it.

He moved all the finished beriberi ointment into the East Side Hall, and then changed into a solemn cassock.

Seeing this, the believers who came to offer incense gathered around one after another.

The consecration ceremony is very complicated. It not only needs to burn incense and worship, chant scriptures, but also step on foot, pray and praise, which is very troublesome.

Originally, Daoist Lingzhen just wanted to go through the motions. After all, beriberi ointment is not a statue or an item with auspicious meanings.

Therefore, Daoist Lingzhen's requirements are very low, just try to make the video look better.

However, from the time he started chanting scriptures, his body suddenly underwent a subtle change. To be precise, it became lighter and lighter. Daoist Lingzhen was shocked at first, and then involuntarily immersed in this floating state the next moment. In the feeling of ecstasy.

The aura in the field also changed suddenly.

I don't know who whispered: "Why is there a sudden wind?"

The believers subconsciously looked at the lanterns hanging above their heads, and the tassels on the lanterns rattled as the wind blew.

This strange change frightened everyone.

But the horror only lasted less than three seconds, because the believers soon discovered that the wind was not cool at all, but it made them warm from top to bottom.

Then someone shouted again: "Look at Master Lingzhen——"

Everyone looked over at once, but they couldn't find anything at the first glance. They didn't know when Daoist Lingzhen was floating in mid-air. Although their feet were very close to the ground, everyone dared to Make sure you read it right.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes widened involuntarily.

After a while, the ceremony was completed.

Daoist Lingzhen fell back to the ground lightly, and it took another two or three minutes before he recovered from that mysterious feeling.

Daoist Lingzhen looked at those beriberi ointments and changed his expression. Even though they still failed to consecrate successfully, he didn't understand what was going on, but it didn't stop him from being excited.

"Why do I feel like my teeth don't hurt anymore!"

"My waist is too..."

Then the believers looked at the beriberi cream, and their expressions changed.

They rushed forward and grabbed the beriberi cream: "It suddenly occurred to me that my cousin's mother-in-law's cousin's family also has beriberi. I'll bring them a few boxes back."

"I want five boxes too!"

……

Only then did Priest Lingzhen react, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"These are all to be sent out today and cannot be sold to you."

"And even if these beriberi ointments are prescribed, they can only cure beriberi and have no other use."

"..."

Daoist Lingzhen snatched half of the beriberi ointment from these wolf-like believers by talking nonsense.

Dumbfounding whether to laugh or cry, Taoist Master Lingzhen immediately decided to hold a consecration ceremony every day in the future.

Zhao Ye was the first to express objection to this.

Daoist Lingzhen was so confused that he didn't know what happened just now, how could he not know?

Firstly, it was because he had set up a Yunling Array in the backyard, which caused the aura in the backyard to be more than ten times stronger than that of the outside world, and what Daoist Lingzhen did just now happened to arouse the resonance of the aura in the backyard. So much spiritual energy poured into this not-so-spacious east side hall, which caused such a big commotion, not to mention warming up the bodies of the believers, even though the beriberi ointment failed to be consecrated, it was still stained. There was a flash or two, although it didn't last long.

Secondly, it was also because the patriarch helped him.

Daoist Lingzhen was a little anxious: "Once a week is fine!"

It would be a pity not to use such a good method of attracting believers and promoting Qingchuan Temple.

Zhao Ye thought for a while and made a final decision: "Once a month."

Think of it as giving back to the believers.

Daoist Lingzhen smiled openly, "Okay."

Zhao Ye asked again: "How much money is in the account now?"

Daoist Lingzhen replied immediately: "More than 600 million."

Zhao Ye: "Transfer half to my account."

In the ceremony just now, even the spiritual energy in the spiritual stones that arranged the Yunling Array was drained, so now he has to buy spiritual stones from the system to make up for it.

The system immediately said: "What do you keep the other half of the money for? Buy it all!"

Zhao Ye looked at the statue of the patriarch on the table and said, "You can spend the rest of the money to build a golden body for your patriarch!"

Hearing this, the smoke rising from the incense burner suddenly trembled.

Daoist Master Lingzhen couldn't help being a little hesitant when he was excited: "But Master Patriarch, if you want to sculpt a golden body, you should first sculpt the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty in the main hall..."

Zhao Ye said casually: "Your patriarch is so fat that even his double chin is showing out, and he must be very aggrieved to still live in this statue. Patriarch Sanqing will understand."

A click.

All the incense on the censer was broken.

What also collapsed was Lingsongzi's originally indestructible belief.

So last night was not a dream?

He looked at the statue of the patriarch with a dazed look on his face.

So that night, Lingsongzi dreamed of the Patriarch again.

The patriarch squatted in the corner and thought: "He, he, he is a shameless person. Forget it if he robbed my Taoist temple, and even bribed you with his cultivation experience, and now he is ruining my image... He did it on purpose, saying It's as if someone cares about his golden body."

It can be said that it is very wronged.

Lingsongzi stared at the patriarch's double chin and said, "I think the patriarch may just have a straight temper."

The patriarch turned his head and glared at him: "Are you my disciple or his disciple, how can you stand on his side?"

Lingsongzi was silent, and said: "Master Patriarch, the craft factory sent me a few samples of gold bodies, and I will burn them for you tomorrow. You can see which one you like, and tell me when the time comes." .”

The patriarch smiled instantly: "Okay, okay!"

Lingsongzi looked at the patriarch and resigned to his fate.

The patriarch looked at Lingsongzi, and the smile on his face stopped abruptly.

Patriarch who said no, but reacted very sincerely: "..."

The patriarch was ruthlessly exposed.

Grandpa was furious.

Grandpa turned his head and left.

"Farewell!"

The author has something to say: Patriarch: I will complain to you unworthy descendants again, I am a dog!