Picking up a remote mountain road with few people, Zhang Wenfeng used Qinggong to hurry along.
In less than two quarters of an hour, we arrived at the west gate of Xiling County.
Show the ultimatum to the gatekeeper, and after successfully entering the city, first look for a time-honored soup cake shop.
He sat down and ordered a large bowl of hot, red-oiled soup cakes (noodles) covered with one or two thinly sliced meat sauces to fill his stomach that lacked oil and water. It cost him ten copper coins.
After resting for a while, Zhang Wenfeng stood up, held his bamboo hat with his left hand, lowered the eaves, and walked through the crowded and bustling streets.
The bustling city life seemed to have little to do with him.
When you are in it, you feel like you are far away, like a passer-by, undisturbed by the excitement of others and immersed in your invisible self.
Zhang Wenfeng was a little strange about his state. Could it be that he was affected by Huaqi's spiritual state of mind?
After everything was settled, Dehaosheng went back to the secret room and looked through the books.
No one gave me any advice, but luckily I had the books left by my master for reference.
When we came to the gate of Xiling County Daolu Branch, half a street away from the county government office, there were no tall stone beasts or servants guarding the gate. The noble and vermilion gate was open, so quiet and quiet that even beggars passing by did not dare to stay too long.
He had been here many times with his master before and was no stranger to it.
He took off the bamboo hat he was wearing and tied it behind his back with a green rope, straightened his turban and robe, and raised his left foot to cross the foot-high threshold.
Walking around the wall from the left, you will see an open field paved with bluestone directly in front of you. In the middle of the field, a huge Tai Chi Bagua pattern is inlaid with black and white stones. I heard the master say that it is a protective formation passed down more than five hundred years ago.
Walking towards the circular corridor on the left, most of the rooms close to the courtyard wall are closed.
In the open room, some three or two people were talking and drinking tea, and some were copying alone. They ignored Zhang Wenfeng, who was dressed as a Taoist priest and passed by outside, and went about their own business.
Zhang Wenfeng walked all the way to the third room in the long corridor that turned right at the end, where two people were sitting and chatting.
Knocking on the open red-painted wooden door, Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and said, "Fu Sheng Boundless Heavenly Lord. Excuse me, two Taoist brothers. Is Master Yan here?"
He remembered that this large house was the hall where Master Yan conducted official business.
Master Yan had a good relationship with his master and liked to talk about metaphysics. He visited him many times.
The man on the left in front of the coffee table in the room looks to be about thirty years old, with a square face, wearing a green satin Taoist robe and a pure Yang scarf.
The man on the right is wearing a blue Taoist robe embroidered with silver snakes. He is about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. He wears a Yanyue crown on his head. He has a fair complexion and a good appearance. He has a short chin and beard. He stands up and pinches the Ziwu Jue and holds his fists in return:
"Taozu is compassionate. President Yan was transferred to the county town a few days ago for another appointment. I wonder if you have something to do? I am Wu Qianping, the new director of this branch. This is the new patrol law enforcement guard Fu Gujing."
The etiquette was thorough and he even introduced everyone around him.
The man named Wu Qianping looked at the young Taoist priest outside the door calmly.
As he got closer, he could vaguely detect the weak Yuan Qi fluctuations on the other party's body. This place was not bad. Not long after he took office, he discovered a fellow Taoist in the Qi Transformation Realm.
"Scornful. Zhang Wenfeng, the Taoist priest of Xianling Temple under the jurisdiction of Xiling County, has met Master Wu and Taoist Fellow Fu."
Zhang Wenfeng greeted the two of them again, took out his certificate from his sleeve, and handed it to Wu Qianping with both hands.
Taoist practitioners, in addition to kneeling down to worship their Taoist ancestors and masters, should also hold fists in front of those with high positions and advanced cultivation to show the equality of all living beings. They should also perform a round salute to elders in the same sect or those with high moral standards to show respect.
However, Taoists are particular about how to receive people and treat people, travel and dress, speak, sit and lie down, etc.
It is to cultivate your mind to be strict with yourself.
Zhang Wenfeng had been nurtured in his previous life since he was a child, and he was very adaptable to it. Moreover, he found that no matter in his previous life or in this life, most Taoist priests were slim in appearance, dignified in appearance, and very good-looking.
Of course, there are Taoist priests who look like butchers and have sinister faces. You should not judge a book by its appearance, but they are very rare.
Most of the fat-headed, big-eared and handsome people are monks, but this is just idle talk.
He could slightly detect the unusual aura of the two people five steps away, which was roughly similar to the Yuan Qi in his body. The spiritual eye technique could be used to look at the aura, but it could not be used rashly on fellow practitioners. It was very impolite and offensive.
Grandmaster Xuanmu explained some basic rules in the practice world in the booklet, and he naturally followed them and would not use spells indiscriminately.
It shouldn't have been long since the secret channel's spiritual energy surged, but someone was in front so quickly?
Even better, he came to the right place this time.
Wu Qianping, who was wearing a blue robe, took the certificate with both hands and flipped through it briefly. The date of birth was marked on the certificate. He calculated silently and found that this person was only twenty-two years old. He was so young and promising. He handed the certificate back to Zhang Wenfeng.
There were many Taoist temples, large and small, registered in the county. He had just arrived and had never heard of the Immortal Spirit Temple, but he would not neglect the young Taoist priest who had turned into Qi. He reached out to the house to invite him and said with a smile: "You are so polite, Taoist friend Zhang, please come in." Serve tea and let’s chat.”
Zhang Wenfeng accepted the ultimatum, said a few polite words, followed the two of them into the hall, and sat down at the guest seat at the coffee table.
Fu Gujing cleaned the black copper teapot, refilled it with tea leaves, used a long-handled dark brown wooden spoon the size of a small bowl, scooped water from the wooden barrel into the teapot, poured spring water into the teapot, and added charcoal to the stove to cook the tea.
Wu Qianping chatted with the guests and talked about general metaphysical insights. After drinking the first cup of boiled tea, he asked about business: "I wonder if Daoyou Zhang is here today. What matters require the help of Daolu Branch?"
He has been observing this young comrade who came to his door.
The other party's calm demeanor, appropriate speech and behavior, and the discipline and quality revealed in every word and deed made him feel good about him.
Zhang Wenfeng put down his teacup, sat upright and said, "I came here today, firstly, to assess my cultivation and seek a status as a Sanren in the Daolu Academy; secondly, to report a case of a thief using sorcery to harm someone."
He was talking about Daolu Academy, not the Daolu Branch of Xiling County. There is a big difference.
Once you have reached the level of Qi in the Houtian realm, you can take the exam and register at the Daolu branch, obtain the corresponding Sanren status, and receive benefits that match your status. This is common knowledge among those who have orthodox disciples.
But in all these years, I have never heard of anyone making a breakthrough?
Occasionally someone breaks through to the innate realm, and that means taking another path.
"oh!"
Wu Qianping naturally guessed that the other party came here to test his cultivation and obtain the corresponding status.
But the second thing was a bit beyond his expectation. He exchanged glances with Fu Gujing, who was silent, and each showed a smile. This comrade came to give them credit.
"Okay, Fellow Daoist Zhang, please test your cultivation first."
Wu Qianping did not rush to ask about the case he was most concerned about. He stood up and asked Zhang Wenfeng to follow him to the desk opposite.
Opening the cabinet behind the desk, he took out a silver Dharma disk. The smooth disk was engraved with dark golden Bagua and a circle of complex runes. Wu Qianping stretched out his hand and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, you just need to place your palm flat in the middle of the Qi measuring disk. Just stay calm and practice the exercises silently."
Zhang Wenfeng put his left hand on it and followed suit.
The Yuan Qi he had lost has been restored to 70 to 80% in the past nearly two hours through the continuous use of exercises and his own recovery. This is because the Yuan Qi in his body was originally thin, so it was easy to recover.
Soon, a layer of light green brilliance appeared on the surface of the silver dharma plate, and the flickering gradually deepened.
After reaching a certain range, the light cyan colored light shook and barely stabilized.
Wu Qianping smiled and said: "That's enough. Congratulations to fellow Daoist Zhang for advancing to the Huaqi Realm. We will be fellow practitioners from now on. Please help each other and support each other on the road of cultivation!"
The Qi measuring disk can test the attributes of Yuan Qi, the innate Qi of warriors, and the awe-inspiring Qi of Confucianism, etc.
Fu Gujing also smiled and congratulated him. Seeing that this fellow Daoist Zhang had just entered Huaqi, he came to the Daolu branch.
The Yuan Qi displayed on the Qi measuring disk is not pure and steady, and is very weak.
But one thing makes him optimistic. This person has a pure Mu Xing physique. In the future, he can develop into non-combat auxiliary alchemy and healing techniques. His talent should not be bad.
Of course, refining elixirs and medicines is very expensive until you achieve success, and you still need someone's guidance. Whether you can stick to it or not is a matter of course.