The victim left with great thanks, and someone asked the leader to see the good or bad luck. The leader picked up a bowl of clean water, held the bowl with three fingers of his left hand, and held three sticks of incense in his right hand. He prayed to the gods in his mouth, recited incantations, stepped on the pole, and used three burning sticks.
Talismans are drawn in the perfume and pictures appear in the bowl to determine good or bad luck.
Fu Yunzhao, who was beside him, lost interest after looking at it for a while, and said casually: "Eight hundred miles from Dongting, Enbo reaches Chu: Thousands of years of true religion, the great road reaches the sky."
"Huh? What did you just say?" Fei Jingting asked.
"Panel teaching couplets."
After watching all the way, Fei Jingting could see that there was something in the doorway. The spell cast by the head of the row was quite reminiscent of the Qing sect of Maoshan, and there were other things mixed in with it.
"Have you ever seen a rehearsal teacher?"
"I've heard of it," Fu Yunzhao said, "I'm in western Hunan, and most of the platoon teachings are in southern Hunan. I didn't expect that they even exist in Gan Province. The techniques of platoon teaching are just like that, not worth mentioning."
If it is about subduing demons, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, this line of teaching is naturally not worth mentioning, but all kinds of small spells are of infinite use. The method of floating corpses and not sinking is quite magical. If Fei Jingting had been replaced, I'm afraid
He opened his yin and yang eyes and looked around. When he found it, he broke the water surface and used a small movement technique to lead the body out.
It is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and is not as convenient as the method of floating corpses without sinking.
Seeing the bamboo raft turn around and enter the slow stream, and the wind and waves were much lighter, Fei Jingting got into his thoughts and said to Fu Yunzhao beside him: "I'm going to have a chat with the leader of the raft."
"You go ahead, I'm too lazy to move."
Fei Jingting left Fu Yunzhao behind, stood up and silently channeled his energy, raised his energy and jumped into the air. He stepped on the water like a swallow taking water, and in a few big steps he jumped onto the bamboo raft at the head of the row.
The leader of the row had some knowledge. When he saw Fei Jingting walking on the waves as if he were walking on flat ground, he immediately said politely: "Is there something wrong, my guest? The town of Shangqing in Yingtan is still half a day away, and we will arrive in the afternoon."
Fei Jingting smiled and cupped his hands: "No, I just saw the magic of Paitou's technique, so I couldn't help but come here to ask for advice."
The man in the row, who was more than fifty years old, said with a smile: "It's just a livelihood for poor people, how wonderful is it?"
"I saw Pai Tou performing many spells along the way, some of which are quite similar to those of the Shangqing Sect. May I ask if this Pai Tou has some connection with the Shangqing Sect?"
Paitou was greatly surprised and immediately said: "My guest is very knowledgeable. Yes, Paijiao does come from the Qing Sect of Maoshan Mountain."
According to Pai Tou, this Pai Pai religion was born out of the Shang Qing sect, and incorporated many of Mei Shan Shui Master’s techniques, as well as a lot of Pai Pai’s astronomy and geography. It was only spread among the poor men in Pai Pai, and it became its own thing.
One lineage.
After the bamboo raft passed the rapids, the leader no longer needed to beat the drums and invited Fei Jingting to sit down, and the two started chatting.
The founder of Paijiao was Chen Silong, a mage from the Tang Dynasty. This man was neither a monk nor a Taoist. He had his own line of magic and was a chivalrous man.
Because he felt the hardships and hardships of the life of the row workers and their precarious life, he made a great ambition to regulate the Dongting waterway, remove rocks, kill water monsters, and teach the row workers to build logs on the rafts tied with bamboo strips and yellow vines in his lifetime.
Put up the big drum, press the oar, and play the drum to help drive away evil spirits when arranging, and use the oar to guide the direction. Over time, it became the teaching of arranging.
Fei Jingting opened his yin and yang eyes and secretly looked at the leader of the row. He saw that his qi and blood were indeed stronger than ordinary people, but there was no real qi inside. It was really strange, how could he perform spells without real qi?
When I asked about the doubts in my heart, the leader was a little confused.
"Spells, don't they just need to be cast step by step?"
There is no way to go on with these words. The leader obviously knew this but didn't know why. Fei Jingting's secret method of Taishang Dongyuan is an innate talisman. It even saves the step of drawing the talisman and directly uses the true energy to execute the talisman in the body, and then
Perform spells.
Maoshan and Zhengyi mostly use acquired talismans to draw spiritual talismans, ask the ancestors to communicate with heaven and earth, and then cast spells.
I have heard Zhang Leyao say before that some people who are a righteous Taoist can never enter the Tao in their entire life, but they can still cast spells after practicing for many years. However, the cost is astonishing, so they cannot easily cast them.
Could it be that this group of teachers is taking the same path?
It was a pity that Fei Jingting had not obtained the Celestial Eye Technique when Sangu Mei came to visit that day. Otherwise, if he had a look at Sangu Mei, he might be able to decipher the secret.
After a long conversation, Fei Jingting found out a lot of secrets in the Paijiao, but other than that he learned nothing. Seeing that Shangqing Town was just ahead, he used his skills to return to his bamboo raft.
"Brother Jingting, did you find anything interesting?" Fu Yunzhao said while eating a sour plum.
Fei Jingting Shiran sat down, shook his head and said, "The leader of the line doesn't know how to perform the spell. When I meet Sangu Mei again, I must ask clearly."
At this moment, the man who was arranging the oars said: "Two guests, that is Longhu Mountain."
Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao looked up at the same time, and saw green mountains in the distance, dotted with red flowers, a beautiful landscape.
Driving a bamboo raft in the green mountains is like falling into a painting. This is a typical Danxia landform. Compared with the rough mountains and rivers in the north, this place has its own poetic charm.
The bamboo raft moved forward little by little in the river, and soon I saw Zhengyiguan on the shore. There was a bamboo raft dock in front of Zhengyiguan, and the bamboo rafts were very busy. After passing Zhengyiguan, I turned a few corners.
, the man who was waiting in line said: "Guest, that is Shangqing Town."
The town was built close to the mountains and rivers, and was built according to the water flow, stretching out for more than ten miles. The buildings inside were made of blue bricks and black tiles, and you could vaguely see a vast mansion occupying a very large area.
The man was about to untie the bamboo raft and send the two ashore, but Fei Jingting waved his hand, took Fu Yunzhao to his feet, used his energy to jump up, and walked on the water like a swallow copying the water. A dozen of them jumped to the shore.
These two people naturally caused a lot of discussion among the people in the town, but it was just a discussion. This is where Zhengyi's ancestral court is located. Every year, there are countless high-ranking people from various places who travel here on bamboo rafts. Naturally, there are also some with great skills among them.
Therefore, the people in the town are naturally not surprised.
It happened that Zhang Daoen was wandering out of an alley with a man with a scarred face. He saw the two of them flying up the river embankment. When he took a closer look, his face turned pale immediately.
"Fei Jingting...Fu Yunzhao!"
Fei Jingting fought for love, and Fu Yunzhao found a new love. The little Tianshi had never been so useless in the past eighteen years, and when he saw these two people, he was naturally filled with hatred.
The scar-faced man didn't know why, glanced at Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Little Master, do you want me to teach them a lesson?"
"You? Forget it." Zhang Daoen retracted and glanced at the entrance of the alley for a long time, then muttered: "These two people came here...could it be that...well, let's go back home!"
Zhang Daoen waved and led a dozen or so losers back.
On the river embankment, the two of them stopped briefly, and Fu Yunzhao asked: "Brother Jingting, are you going to the Tianshi Mansion now?"
"Well..." Fei Jingting pondered for a moment and said, "It's better to find a place to stay first, and then I'll go explore it first."
Fu Yunzhao frowned and said: "Why did Brother Jingting back down when things came to a head? With everyone coming, could the Master's Mansion be like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den that day?"
Fei Jingting didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "After all, as a contemporary Celestial Master and leader of a Taoist sect, you still have to follow some etiquette. Don't worry, I haven't flinched."
As soon as these words were spoken, Fei Jingting felt bad. Sure enough, Fu Yunzhao's face turned cold: "I knew that Zhang Leyao was not a good guy! I wanted to marry you the same day I met you, and I never felt at ease from the beginning to the end.
Good intentions.”
Fei Jingting sighed secretly and immediately coaxed Fu Yunzhao to get him back. The two walked around the town and found an inn to stay.
Fu Yunzhao was so angry that he didn't even eat lunch, so he sat down in the room and started practicing. Fei Jingting waited for the meal before leaving the inn and going to the Tianshi Mansion.
Tianshi Mansion is extremely conspicuous and can be found without asking.
In front of the house is paved with bluestone slabs, and there is a 1-foot-wide innate Bagua Tai Chi diagram. There are a pair of tall unicorns guarding the Tai Chi diagram on the left and right.
The gate of the mansion is broad and stands looking at the river. There are three main entrances and one on the left and right side rooms. At this time, the main entrance is closed and only the side door is opened.
A Zhike was waiting in front of the mansion to greet him. When he saw Fei Jingting approaching, the Zhike stepped forward and bowed his hands, saying, "May I ask where the guest is from and why he is here at Tianshi Mansion?"
Fei Jingting handed over the famous thorn according to the rules and said: "Fei Jingting, please see Zhang Tianshi."
"Jingming?" Zhike said, "Jingming has never had a Jingzi generation."
"Master Wang Jingxuan, I am a lay disciple."
"I see." The Zhike straightened his body invisibly, with a somewhat arrogant look on his face, and said casually: "Unfortunately, the Heavenly Master has not returned from visiting friends, so you will come back in two days?"
"Master Zhang is not here...but is Zhang Yuanqi here?"
"Do you know Mr. San?"
Fei Jingting said: "We forget to make friends."
Na Zhike looked Fei Jingting up and down and said, "It's no coincidence that the third master is appointed as the supervisor of the Xishan Wanshou Palace. If you want to visit the third master, why not go directly to the Xishan Wanshou Palace?"
Not here either? Maybe Zhang Yuanqi hasn’t come back with Zhang Leyao yet?
Fei Jingting nodded and said, "Well, I'll wait for the Heavenly Master to come back before visiting."
The Zhike cupped his hands in a cursory manner, and said in a polite but extremely arrogant tone: "Guest, please go slowly, I won't see you off."
Fei Jingting returned to the inn, opened the door and saw Fu Yunzhao huddled on the bed, with a bulging mouth and a plate of wick cake in his hand.
Seeing that Fei Jingting had caught him, Fu Yunzhao rolled his eyes, swallowed hard and blurted out, "Why are you back so soon?"
"Zhang Tianshi is not at home, so he was rejected." Fei Jingting glanced at him: "Tsk, didn't you say you're not hungry?"
"Is it okay if I'm hungry now?"
"Okay, you can say whatever you want." Fei Jingting said with a sly smile. The scumbag was cheated on by his wife and he was caught. The wife generously said that she could take the mistress home. Although there were three stipulations, but such a good wife
Where can I find it? Of course I have to coax him to come.
"Is it tasty?"
"It's okay. Do you want to try it?" Seeing that Fei Jingting was indifferent, Fu Yunzhao said, "I heard that fried scorpions have a unique taste. Unfortunately, I just looked around and didn't see anyone selling fried scorpions."
Fei Jingting's scalp went numb when he heard it, and he secretly cursed, "Sister, you have such a great appetite, why do you want to eat everything?"