Fei Jingting returned to his room and calculated that he had already stayed in Shanghai for four days. These days, he had gained some benefit from talking about mysticism and Taoism, but in the end, cultivating Taoism was still a very personal matter. He only talked about mysticism and did not practice it.
That's empty talk.
Feeling that there would not be much gain from further exchanges, Fei Jingting had the idea of leaving Shanghai and traveling to the caves and blessed lands of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
There was no talking all night, and early the next morning, Fei Jingting took Fu Yunzhao, Chen Yining and others to say goodbye.
"Jingting is leaving now?"
Fei Jingting said with a smile: "To be enlightened, it is better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles. During this trip, one is to increase one's knowledge and the other is to look for opportunities. Otherwise, it will be difficult to make any progress in practice."
This is a sign of his modesty. Even on the boat, Fei Jingting practiced boxing every day, and practiced without fail. Now the Taiyin Lung Meridian, the first of the twelve meridians, has been opened, and the true energy in the body has slightly improved. Other than that, what else?
There were no changes. Now he started polishing the second meridian. If he didn't have extra inspiration, it would be another round of hard work.
If there are no changes in the other meridians after that, I'm afraid it will take Fei Jingting at least two years to open up the remaining meridians one by one.
The advancement of the Celestial Eye Technique seems to be crawling, and even if you don't practice it every day, you won't see any progress.
Then there was the exchange with Huang Suizhi, which made Fei Jingting suspicious of the Xuannv Sutra. He was afraid that the system would give him a broken technique that could only be used to cultivate Yinshen.
Therefore, he couldn't wait to visit famous mountains and find high-level friends, hoping to find a suitable method so that he could continue to practice after refining Qi and transforming into a god.
Chen Yingning was a little reluctant to give up: "Hey, Fellow Daoist Fei has such a plan, so I can't do much to persuade him to stay. But, when Fellow Daoist Fei returns, will he still pass by Shanghai?"
"This is hard to say."
Most of the paradises in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are to the south of Shanghai. Fei Jingting planned to go south first, then north, and then visit Qilu and then return to Tianmen.
After hearing about Fei Jingting's trip, Huang Mingrui and Huang Suizhi hurriedly came out to see each other off. Everyone talked again, and after a full hour's delay, Fei Jingting took Fu Yunzhao with him.
Of course, the two of them couldn't prepare anything. Fei Jingting did have some food in his space, but they had been sleeping in the mountains most of the time, so this little supply was simply not enough.
So the two of them went to the street, scattered a large amount of money, and started buying food. From fruits, fresh vegetables, to finished products prepared by various restaurants, they spent more than 300 oceans, bringing everything with them.
The space was filled to the brim before I stopped.
After eating soup dumplings at noon, Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao took a rickshaw out of Shanghai. When they arrived at a deserted place, Fei Jingting waved his hand, and the Black Star motorcycle appeared in front of them.
Fu Yunzhao had never seen a motorcycle before. He walked around in a circle and asked curiously: "Brother Jingting, what is this?"
"Motorcycle, come here, you sit in the sidecar, this is a safety helmet, wear it."
Fei Jingting wore a helmet that fit just right and stuffed it on Fu Yunzhao's head. It suddenly grew twice as big as before. The little girl fiddled with it for a long time before fixing it. She pouted and said, "This is not good. It makes you feel stuffy while wearing it."
"Wear it and you'll feel cooler when you run later."
Fei Jingting also put on his helmet, started the motorcycle, slammed the gas pedal, and the motorcycle roared and jumped out.
"Yeah... Hahaha, hurry up, hurry up, this motorcycle is so fun!"
Fu Yunzhao in the sidecar was showing his teeth and claws, and was so happy. If this girl was given a different outfit and a samurai sword, she would definitely be mistaken for a Japanese squad leader when she was far away.
These two guys rode sidecars and motorcycles, passing handcarts and donkey carts all the way, causing the villagers to avoid and ignore them in fear. They had just left Shanghai, and there was a commotion in Shanghai the next day.
On the day of Jisi and Bingxu, the Beiyang warlords did not know which string was wrong, and suddenly dispatched military police and arrested thousands of patriotic students in the capital.
Two days later, Nissho yarn mill workers first went on strike to protest against warlord suppression and support patriotic students. Since then, workers from all walks of life have joined in, and by the 10th, there were a total of 110,000 participants from all walks of life in Shanghai.
.In addition, more than 70,000 store employees participated in the strike, forming an unprecedented patriotic strike!
Following Shanghai, railway workers from various places, rickshaw pullers in Tianjin, and workers in Yuhang, Jiujiang and other places went on strike one after another.
The trend suddenly arose, with the whole country protesting against the warlords' suppression and boycotting Japanese goods. Every day at the Shanghai and Tianjin ports, students and workers uncovered unscrupulous businessmen selling Japanese goods and burned them. The Japanese and the Chinese
Conflicts abound.
At the same time, Feng clique warlord Wu Peifu sent out a telegram to protest the suppression of patriotic students in the capital. On the same day, more than 40,000 people in Tianjin held a National Assembly.
One day later, workers in Tianjin were planning a general strike. The Tianjin General Chamber of Commerce hurriedly telegraphed to the capital, and President Xu was forced to issue an order allowing Cao, Lu, and Zhang to resign.
Another day later, President Xu submitted his resignation to the House of Representatives and the Senate under pressure.
The world was turbulent, but Fei Jingting took Fu Yunzhao into the ravine.
They first went to Maogongtan and searched everywhere, but found nothing. Then they turned around and went to Tianyin Mountain, but found nothing.
For more than twenty days in a row, I slept in the open air... Well, that's a bit exaggerated. I had a portable space, so when I was hungry, I took out ready-made food. When I was thirsty, I not only had clean water, but also Fu Yunzhao's favorite - Kuole.
As for accommodation, it's even simpler.
When I met Sutou, I stayed there for one night; if you missed it, it didn’t matter. Fei Jingting had signed in before and got a large double tent, which was enough to cope with the problem of outdoor accommodation.
Traveling around, I have visited many Taoists from the Cave Heaven Blessed Land. Unfortunately, the world here has been cut off from spiritual inspiration, and it can be regarded as the Age of Ending Dharma. Many Taoist sects that have been passed down for a long time have lost their inheritance. It is possible to talk about the mystical, but it is difficult to discuss the Tao.
The Taoist sect is weak, but in contrast, the Buddhist sect is very prosperous. There are many Taoist caves and blessed places, while the Taoist sect only has a few humble Taoist temples, while the Buddhist temples are continuously built.
A Taoist man would like to ask Fei Jingting to talk to the monks on the way, and he might gain something, but Fei Jingting doesn't care. He is a Taoist, and he and the monks are completely different.
What you cultivate in Taoism is about this life, and what you cultivate in Buddhism is about the afterlife. The difference between the two is huge!
When the inspiration is cut off, where will the monks find their afterlife?
Jiangnan gradually entered the rainy season. Suddenly, one day dark clouds covered the sun, and then it rained continuously. This bad weather was really uncomfortable for pedestrians.
As we approached Tianmu Mountain that day, the unrecognizable Black Star motorcycle finally got stuck in the quagmire and could not get out. Fei Jingting looked at the winding mud road, wiped the rain from his face, and simply put the motorcycle into the space with a wave of his hand.
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Fu Yunzhao on the side said cautiously: "Brother Jingting, it's not my fault!"
Yes, it was Fu Yunzhao who was driving just now. This girl is quirky and can't put it down for fast-moving toys like motorcycles. After leaving Shanghai, the next day this girl pestered Fei Jingting to learn how to ride a motorcycle.
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Fei Jingting couldn't bear the trouble, so he taught him a lesson. He never imagined that Fu Yunzhao was so smart that he could master it once taught. He could ride a motorcycle on the road in a few days.
Fei Jingting was happy to have some free time, so he simply sat in the sidecar and directed the crazy Fu Yunzhao around.
"I know, even if I ride on this muddy road, I will get stuck. There is a town ahead. Let's take a quick walk and find a place to rest."
"oh."
In the rain curtain, two figures, one large and one small, were walking on the muddy road. The older one was wearing a black raincoat, the younger one was wearing a yellow raincoat, and the brim of their hat was made into the shape of a duck.
"Brother Jingting, we have traveled so many places, do you think we can gain anything from Tianmu Mountain?"
Fei Jingting said with some frustration: "Who knows? But Tianshi Zhang and Ge Hong both left their footprints in Tianmu Mountain, so I think there should be some leftovers here."
After walking for a while, the drizzle stopped, but the villages and towns in the distance were still shrouded in mist.
The little white snake suddenly poked its head out of the raincoat and hissed out the message. Fu Yunzhao frowned and said: "There is such a strong evil spirit, brother Jingting, I'm afraid there is something strange ahead."
"Yin evil?" Fei Jingting raised his head and looked up, opening and closing his eyes, already opening his yin and yang eyes. Looking closely, he could see where the mist was, it was clearly the rising evil spirit.
Fei Jingting said in surprise: "This place is adjacent to Tianmu Mountain, how can there be such a strong evil spirit?"
Fu Yunzhao said: "I'm afraid it's either a natural disaster or a man-made disaster. Hey, it just happened to be an advantage for me." As he said that, the little girl looked around with her bare hands, and the jade plaque given by Fei Jingting was revealed in her palm, and the traces of sinister aura were revealed.
Attract them all and enter the jade tablet.
At this moment, a man wearing a raincoat walked out of the thick mist. The man's raincoat was in tatters and he walked over lamely. He stretched out his hand from afar and said, "Have mercy on the poor poor people. Please feed me."
The voice is hoarse and unpleasant, like a grinding wheel sharpening a knife.
Fei Jingting could tell at a glance that this was no one. He was clearly a lonely ghost.
At the same time, there was a soft sound in my mind: "Ding! Evil spirit found!"
Fei Jingting waited for a long time but did not wait for the system to say the next sentence.
Tsk, where's the inspiration? If you don't get the inspiration, what's the point of just discovering evil spirits?
After thinking about it, this is the same thing. Not only can this lonely wild ghost be compared with the evil spirits in the Li family's mansion, but it can't even compare with the wastage of Guanji Buzhuang. The level is too low. Even if it is killed, it will not be able to exchange for inspiration.
It was boring. Fei Jingting smacked his lips and sighed: "You don't look like you have harmed anyone before. Let's go quickly."
Fu Yunzhao on the side said: "Brother Jingting, this is not a normal ghost. I'm afraid it was born out of resentment. Even if it is killed now, I'm afraid it will reappear some time later."
Is there such a thing?
At this moment, more and more men in raincoats walked out of the mist, many of them carrying swords, guns and clubs. One of them held a broken flag, which looked like the flag of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
Hundreds of ghosts surrounded the two of them. The ghosts didn't move, but just shouted in unison as if they were one person: "Have mercy on the poor poor people, please give them food!"
Food? What do ghosts want to eat? I’m afraid these ghosts want the energy of these two people!