Chapter 2 The first encounter with the ninth uncle
A basket of prepared medicinal materials sold for more than two yuan, but it was already very good if it was charged by a pharmacy. This was the price that Zhang Song could get only after he showed a certain strength. At first, the evil shopkeeper wanted to take it away for a few cents.
Zhang Song worked hard to prepare the medicinal materials. But after being taught a lesson by him, he became a conscientious businessman in front of Zhang Song.
Then Zhang Song came to the martial arts hall in the county. He came here to sell the trauma medicine specially made by his Taoist temple. The effect was twice as good as the ordinary trauma medicine. After verification, it was very popular among the martial arts masters in these corridors. This is also the income of the Taoist temple.
The bulk of the source.
After finishing his work, Zhang Song had to buy some daily necessities. Although he lived in the mountains and had a lot of game, he couldn't bear to eat game all the time. After all, he was not that old dog.
"Are there so many people coming to buy rice today?"
Zhang Song looked slightly surprised at the crowded situation in front of him. Other shops had normal crowds, but when it came to Mipu, there were so many people that he couldn't squeeze in.
When it was his turn, before Zhang Song could speak, the shopkeeper of Mipu spoke.
"Taoist priest, I'm sorry, today's glutinous rice has been sold out."
"I don't want glutinous rice. Give me a hundred catties of white rice and a hundred catties of white flour. Send them to the head of Qingshan Village. By the way, boss, why do so many people come to buy glutinous rice?"
Zhang Song took a look and found that apart from the glutinous rice, which was sold out, there were still many other rice varieties. He couldn't help but asked curiously.
After the rice shop owner ordered his good guys to go to work, he told Zhang Song about the situation.
It turned out that something happened in Renjia Town in the south. It was said that zombies appeared and killed people everywhere. I don’t know who I heard the news from. It was said that glutinous rice can cure zombies, which made the villages around Renjia Town full of people.
I went out to buy glutinous rice and bought all the glutinous rice in the county.
After leaving Mipu, Zhang Song should have returned to Qingshan Village and waited for Mi Mian to visit according to his original schedule. But the news from the Mipu boss always made him ponder.
Could it be related to the guy who stole the body in Qingshan Village!?
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Song turned back and walked in the direction of Renjia Town. Not only because he promised the villagers of Qingshan Village, Zhang Song also wanted to meet the fellow practitioner.
Since he started practicing, he has only one person around him who can help him solve his doubts. And two years before his master passed away, he no longer competed with Zhang Song. Now Zhang Song really wants to know what level he is in, and how he compares with his master.
When they were together again, the two communicated more about issues related to spiritual practice. Zhang Song knew very little about the spiritual practice world, and he did not want to miss this opportunity.
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It was almost sunset when we arrived at Renjia Town. As soon as we arrived here, Zhang Song could feel the tense atmosphere.
It was not dark yet, but there was no one on the street. The wine shops and wine shops were not open. The few pedestrians kept their heads down and hurried on, fearing that they would die if they stayed for a second longer.
Zhang Song found a hotel and planned to stay there first and inquire about the news.
"There are zombies in town recently, which many people have seen. And several people have died. It is said that Mr. Ren of the Ren family was bitten to death by zombies. Now there is only one left in the Ren family who just came from the provincial capital.
The girl who came back is struggling to support herself, but alas, everything is uneasy!"
Zhang Song and his boss got a lot of useful information and were basically sure what happened here.
Mr. Zombie!
It turns out to be this world!
Zhang Song could no longer remember the details of the movie, but he could probably still recall it. He carefully thought about the combat power of the zombie Mr. Ren. Through comparison of impressions, Zhang Song felt that he could subdue the zombie with one hand, so
Then there is nothing to worry about.
"I just don't know if that Feng Shui master will show up, but a guy who can be intimidated by Mr. Ren shouldn't be that strong."
Zhang Song saw that it was getting dark, so he decided to stay one night and go look for Uncle Jiu tomorrow.
I remember that Uncle Jiu is a Taoist priest from Maoshan, so he should have some connection with me. At that time, I can find out some things about the cultivation world from Uncle Jiu, and by the way, I can ask for advice on the confusion I encountered during cultivation.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Song casually had some morning tea in the hotel, then left the hotel to find Uncle Jiu's residence.
The streets were still sparsely populated, and occasionally a few guardsmen would pass by on patrol. Zhang Song inquired with a few passers-by and found out the location of Uncle Jiu's charity village.
After all, as soon as the zombie incident occurred, Uncle Jiu had become the hope of the town, and even the guards asked Uncle Jiu for help.
After arriving at Yizhuang, Zhang Song stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Which one?"
Ren Tingting slowly leaned out and glanced outside the door, and saw a young Taoist priest with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes outside the door.
Zhang Song saw a woman opening the door for him and leaning out to watch, so he bowed and asked.
"Excuse me, is Taoist Master Jiu Shu here?"
Zhang Song forgot what Uncle Jiu's real name was, so he had to call him by the people in the town.
"Uncle Jiu is inside, Taoist Master, please come."
Ren Tingting's face turned red and she turned around to lead the way. She turned around and realized how could she let this Taoist priest in so easily!?
Zhang Song followed Ren Tingting to the lobby of Yizhuang, and saw a cultivator with sharp eyes and a unibrow flipping through a book on a recliner. Zhang Song sensed it and found that there was something in the other person's body, and secretly thought of this trip
It's the right time.
As for the two guys with yin energy next to them, Zhang Song took one look at them and ignored them. They were probably Uncle Jiu's two useless disciples.
"Tingting, who is this...?"
Uncle Jiu felt the aura of a fellow practitioner when Zhang Song came in. After careful observation, he was even more shocked.
When the Yuan descends and transforms, the gods arise by themselves. This is simply the appearance of a legendary immortal. Uncle Jiu's eyes could not hide his shock. He did not expect that what his ancestors recorded in the classics was actually true, and he also encountered it.
"Taoist Priest, I am a poor Taoist looking at the green pine trees in the green mountains. I heard that there are zombies raging here. I want to come here to see if I can help."
After Zhang Song finished speaking, he saluted Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu immediately returned the salute after seeing the gift from his fellow Taoist. Although he was older, Uncle Jiu knew that he was older than Zhang Song by an unknown amount, but in Taoism, seniority is considered in ranking.
It's not based on age.
"Principal Taoist Maoshan Lin Fengjiao, fellow Taoist Qingsong, please come here. Tingting, please help us make a pot of tea."
Uncle Jiu was originally surprised by Zhang Song's cultivation, but now he knew that this young master was here to help him, and he felt happy. This way, he was more secure. If Mr. Ren or something like that dared to show up, he would be suppressed.
After the tea was served, Zhang Song couldn't wait to ask Uncle Jiu about the world of cultivation. In Uncle Jiu's surprised eyes, Zhang Song said with some embarrassment that he had been taken in by his master since he was a child, and he had done very little since he started practicing.
He went out, and his master also passed away early because of something going wrong in his practice. As a result, he is now out of practice and basically knows nothing about the rest.
"So that's it..."
Uncle Jiu was even more shocked after listening to Zhang Song's words. However, after five years of training, he has already begun to rebel against his innate nature. This can be said to be a living immortal. Compared with the man in front of him, his wasted thirty or forty years are nothing. They were wasted.
Time?
Then Uncle Jiu said to Zhang Song with a wry smile: "Fellow Taoist, I can't answer your questions about the practice. After all, you are already ahead of me. I can only tell you about the world of practice.
It’s something.”
Speaking of which, Uncle Jiu was originally a disciple of Maoshan, but he was allowed to leave the mountain and open a branch a few years ago. But now that the country is in turmoil, it is really not a good time to open a branch and recruit disciples, so he opened a branch in Ren's town.
Yizhuang, accepted two apprentices.
As for the world of spiritual practice, nowadays the Tao rises and the Buddha disappears. The more famous sects are the Tianshi Mansion, the Maoshan Sect, the Quanzhen Sect, the Shangqing Sect and the Wudang Sect. There are also several other sects.
It's a big family, but it's rare to hear that they interact with outsiders. Buddhism belongs to Shaolin in the north and south. As for the northeast, I heard that their way of practice is mainly to pray to gods. I don't know the details, but I heard that some gods
'Practice for hundreds of years.
There are also Xiangxi corpse exterminators and Miaojiang Gu insects, which have been regarded as heretics by the world since ancient times. They only operate in their own territory and rarely appear in other places.
There is a sect that organizes Taoists and you should be careful. They do evil everywhere and take in demons who do all kinds of evil. They are really a cancer in the world of spiritual practice.
However, the situation in the spiritual practice world is getting worse and worse now, and the atmosphere is getting more and more tense. Not long ago, I discussed with several fellow practitioners not to wander outside in the near future.
By the way, ordinary people call people like us aliens.