Lin Xuan Daozi was the first to wake up, raised his hand to persuade Qin Mu to stay, and said with great sincerity: "Master Qin must stay! You came here with the golden book, it is not as simple as letting Xiao Dao read it for three days, you are tempting me to take the bait!"
Now that you've thrown the bait and I've taken the bait, why don't we sit down and talk in detail?"
The old Taoist priests and nuns nodded one after another and said in unison: "Talk in detail! There is nothing that cannot be discussed!"
"We are all cultivators and Qigong practitioners. There is nothing that cannot be discussed!"
"The righteous way and the evil way are all Tao, and we are one family!"
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Lin Xuan Daozi asked Qin Mu to sit down, and immediately an old Taoist nun went to make tea and serve it. Qin Mu drank the tea and said with a smile: "Good tea, only a little bit worse than God's. What kind of tea is this? Can you give me some?"
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"deliver!"
The old Taoist nun grinned, showing a few scattered teeth, and said with a smile: "This is the Tianqing Baoxiang of my Taoist sect. Only the tea produced by the tea trees growing in Yuxu Spring can be called Tianqing Baoxiang. There are only tea trees growing in Yuxu Spring.
Three plants have grown, but they can’t produce a few kilograms a year! How many kilograms does Qin teach?”
Qin Mu put down the medicine basket, asked the village chief to come out, poured tea for him, and said, "Grandpa, village chief, are you still used to drinking?"
“Azure Baoxiang tea has a light aroma but a long aftertaste, so I’m naturally used to drinking it!”
The village chief laughed and said: "Even the emperor can't drink this tea! So let's get a pound first and drink new tea in spring next year."
Qin Mu said to the old Taoist nun: "Pack a pound and taste it. I want it before tomorrow."
The old Taoist nun hurried away and came over a moment later with a large bag of tea.
Qin Mu collected the tea, looked around and said, "The Taoist sect is quite poor."
An old Taoist said hurriedly: "Those who are not poor originally had some belongings, but they were later stolen. Leader Qin, you golden book and precious scroll..."
"Oh, I'm from the Qin family."
Qin Mu put the golden book scroll aside and said: "There was some rift between me and the Taoist sect. I always wanted to go up the mountain to apologize, but unfortunately I couldn't do it. Today I came here to invite Taoist Master Lin to read the book, and the other thing is to resolve this issue.
A piece of grudge."
"Master Qin, there is no need to say anything!"
Taoist Master Lin Xuan said seriously: "Grudges can be resolved, but disputes over doctrine cannot be resolved. Even if the grievances are resolved today, there will be another dispute over doctrine in the future, and there will be many more grievances. Master Qin will still talk about this.
Just a gold book."
Qin Mu admired his thoroughness in his heart and said: "Master Lin's abyssal gaze, Qin admires it. So today we will talk about this golden book. This book records three martial arts, namely Magpie Bridge and Xuan Yin."
, and Shendu, are the techniques that connect the Seventh Divine Treasure, the Divine Bridge Divine Treasure. I brought this book with me, and you should be able to guess my intention."
"It is indeed a technique for repairing the divine bridge!"
Many Taoist priests and Taoist nuns were shocked and so excited that they could not control themselves.
Repairing the divine bridge, breaking through the last shackles, and becoming a god are the long-cherished wishes of countless people, and even the Taoist masters are not exempt from this!
The so-called cultivation of immortality among Taoists is just an excuse to make trouble.
——Xianxian is the term used by Xiaoyujing. The masters of Xiaoyujing and the masters of Taoist sects often go around, claiming to be immortals. They live in the mountains and ignore worldly affairs, and are purer and loftier than those of Taoist sects.
When these old Taoist priests and nuns saw the golden scroll, they were shocked by the Magpie Bridge Technique on the scroll. They immediately realized that this was a method of repairing the sacred bridge. It was extremely exquisite, so it only lasted three days.
No sleep, no rest, no food, no sleep.
Now, Qin Mu pointed out that the Golden Book and Treasure Scroll was the technique to repair the Divine Bridge and connect it to the heaven, which made them almost have the urge to snatch it again.
But when they saw the old man next to them who had no arms or legs and could still drink tea, everyone calmed down again.
Three days ago, the old man who emerged from the basket just glanced at them. This look showed them the ultimate in swordsmanship.
At that time, when they saw the old man's eyes, they seemed to see a sword coming towards them, making them unable to dodge, avoid, break, or break, so they avoided the old man's gaze one by one.
They were famous figures in the Taoist sect. Although they were not at the level of the old Taoist master, they were still leader-level figures with superb swordsmanship. However, this old man made them feel that if they tried to rob him forcefully, they would definitely die without a burial place.
Taoist Master Lin Xuan's eyes flashed, his vitality burst out, and he listed a model of the stars in the sky in the air, with hidden spells, and said: "Master Qin, please explain."
Qin Mu smiled slightly, knowing that he was testing his skills in magic. If Qin Mu didn't know anything about magic, then the Taoist sect could raise the price. Only Qin Mu's skills in magic were extremely high, so the Taoist sect knew whether he was worthy or not.
Only then can they be willing to help you.
"This is the art of the Great Zhou Tian Xing Dou Tian Luo Chess Transformation."
Qin Mu shook his fingers, clicking back and forth among the stars in the Zhoutian, and said quickly: "There are three hundred and sixty-five in the Great Zhoutian, and there are 366 stars hidden in it, which is the Jade Emperor's seat. You didn't mark the Jade Emperor."
, you want me to solve the Jade Emperor’s star number, right?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mu used his vitality to draw a star among the stars in the Great Zhoutian and said: "Here are the Jade Emperor's stars!"
Many old Taoist priests and nuns in Yuxu Temple were shocked, and they all looked at each other: "The Master of the Demonic Cult is extremely accomplished in magic, and he can solve it so quickly! He can solve the Jade Emperor's star number so easily and calculate the merits in the golden book.
I'm afraid the method is not difficult for him, it just takes time."
Taoist Master Lin Xuan dispersed his energy and wondered: "Since Master Qin can solve it, why do you still come to my Taoist sect?"
"I can solve it by myself, but it will take a long time. I can't wait that long."
Qin Mu said seriously: "And I also need experts from the Taoist sect to help me calculate the space magic model of a divine cannon. Both of these things require many masters who are proficient in magic. If the Taoist sect helps me, I can repair the three-dimensional magic bridge of the god."
The Taoist sect can keep a copy of all the sect skills and space spells!"
Everyone in Yuxu Temple took a long breath, but the atmosphere became silent.
Qin Mu put away the golden scroll, stood up and said, "If Master Lin is interested, you might as well go to Taiyuan College in the capital and wait for me. I need to go to Xiaoyujing and invite some experts who are proficient in arithmetic from Xiaoyujing. By the way, Master Lin,
Can you give me a copy of Xuannv’s Sutra?"
Taoist master Lin Xuan said: "It's a small matter." After saying that, he ordered people to get Xuannv to calculate the scriptures and give it to Qin Mu.
Qin Mu accepted Xuannv's sutra calculation, thanked him, and said meaningfully: "Your master, the old Taoist master, is also in Xiaoyujing, right? His lifespan is not long. If there is a method and space magic to repair the divine bridge...
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Taoist Master Lin Xuan's body trembled slightly and he remained silent.
Qin Mu walked out of Yuxu Temple, called Xiong Xiyu and Xiong Qier's mother and daughter who were outside the temple, and went down the mountain to leave.
Taoist Master Lin Xuan exhaled a breath of turbidity and looked at the many veteran Taoists in Yuxu Temple. Those old Taoist priests and nuns were also looking at him.
Taoist Master Lin Xuan suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Gather the Taoists who are proficient in arithmetic to go down the mountain to the capital."
"Tao Master, think twice!"
An old Taoist priest hurriedly said: "Does the Taoist master really want to join forces with the Tianmo Sect? The Tianmo Sect is extremely ambitious. This generation of Tianmo Cult Master is even more talented and powerful, and he also harbors evil intentions. He killed countless fellow disciples of our Taoist sect in the battle in Beijing!"
Another old Taoist nun said: "Master Qin of the Heavenly Demon Sect is indeed more cunning and ruthless than Li Tianxing, and more difficult to deal with than Li Tianxing! This time he brought the Golden Book and Treasure Scroll, probably to lure us into the situation!"
"The grievances between our Taoist sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect are far-reaching. This Heavenly Demon Cult Leader Lang Gu Yuanshi is not a kind person. The Taoist Master should think twice before acting!"
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"We must go to the capital! We must obtain the method of becoming a god!"
Taoist Master Lin Xuan brushed his sleeves and said calmly: "Masters, there is no need to say anything more. Master Qin is right, even if we don't help him, he can still decipher the contents of the Golden Book. What's more, Taiyuan Academy and Xiaoyu Jingzhong also have mastery techniques.
For those who do math, it is only a matter of time before they can figure out the space magic model. If our Taoist sect lags behind, we will fall behind step by step, and will only be surpassed by the Demon Sect and fall behind the times!"
He turned around to pack his luggage and said: "My Taoist sect needs its own gods, living gods to protect the Taoist sect. In a world of great changes, the unchanging holy land has no way to survive!"
Many old Taoists stopped persuading and went to pack their bags, select disciples with outstanding arithmetic, and prepare to rush to the capital.
Suddenly, an old Taoist priest let out an earth-shattering scream: "Who the hell stole the head flyer?"
An angry voice came from the other side: "Who ate my fish?"
"Who stole my landscape screen? This is a treasure I have treasured for many years!"
"Who has seen my Qiankun Bay? I took the Qiankun Bay and made it into a rockery in a basin."
"Who took the poor nun's hairpin on the dressing table? Squeak!"
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At the foot of Yuxu Mountain, Qin Mu passed by the mountain gate. The old Taoist guarding the mountain stood there outside the thatched house. He returned Qin Mu's clothes to him and said suspiciously: "Did the old thief steal my Taoist treasure again?"
Qin Mu took the clothes, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen him on the mountain."
The old Taoist stamped his feet and said: "Oh no! If you see him, he can still have a moment of leisure. If you don't see him, this old villain will dig through the ancestral graves several times in these three days!" After that,
He called the big yellow dog and hurried up the mountain.
The big yellow dog was extremely agile. It was jumping up and down on Yuxu Mountain, lying on the ground and sniffing everywhere. Suddenly, there was a barking sound from the mountain, and the chickens were flying and the dogs were jumping.
"If you don't leave, the Taoist masters will kill you." The village chief in the basket reminded Qin Mu.
Qin Mu came to his senses and quickly urged Long Qilin, "Run quickly!"
Long Qilin ran away in a hurry, heading towards the outside of the towering Kunlun Mountains.
After running for a long time, he finally ran out of the Kunlun Mountains. Qin Mu looked worried and said, "Can Grandpa Lame run out..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw the cripple sitting in the shade of a big tree in front of them, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Qin Mu was dumbfounded and was about to speak when the lame man suddenly jumped up and ran wildly. He disappeared in mid-air and a voice came from afar: "Mu'er, you go to Xiaoyujing first, I'll be there soon!"
A big dog fell to the ground with a crash. On the back of the big dog sat several old Taoists, both male and female, with murderous intent.
The big dog sniffed under the tree, then clouds formed under its feet, soared into the sky, and chased in the direction where the lame man had left. It was so fast that it was barely visible.
Qin Mu was stunned, looked at Long Qilin, and said pleasantly: "Long Fat, can you catch up with that dog?"
Long Qilin shook his head: "This guy is running so fast that I can't catch up with him."
"It can eat shit and run faster than you!"
Qin Mu said sadly: "You still have the nerve to take the elixir!"