In the military camp, everyone, including Duke Pei, looked up at the sky.

Like a miracle.

In other words, this power is a real miracle for the human world.

Duke Pei laughed in emotion.

Everyone knows that Master Xuanqing's cultivation is extremely high, but who can imagine that Master Xuanqing would be so high.

...

There is a mountain valley between Huanglazipo and Chang'an City called Laohugou.

There is a cliff in the old fox ditch. Some of the natural caves were placed in hanging coffins before the Sui Dynasty. The coffins had already decayed. Sometimes it rained, and the rain in the gaps in the rock walls often washed out some broken coffins. Sometimes half of the coffin was exposed outside, which looked very terrifying.

At first, the nearby villagers were afraid that people would be hit by the coffin above and they would be hit by the above, so they made up stories, saying that there were two old foxes in the ravine, one black and one yellow, which were specifically designed to attract people's souls. Over time, it was recorded by several literati in the book, which made the truth serious, and few people entered this ravine.

The moment the Taoist's huge magic image was chopped up with one foot, a muffled groan sounded from the cliff. A Taoist in a green robe seemed drunk and could not control his body. He appeared shakingly on the edge of a cave, and then fell down with several broken coffins.

The moment he fell to the ground, the Taoist man finally controlled his body. With a loud shout, he pressed his hand towards the ground, and a powerful energy exploded between him and the ground, shaking him upwards.

He coughed up blood in the air, and the Taoist robe on his chest was soaked in blood.

After landing, he staggered out of the ravine and walked to the nearest avenue. He could no longer hold on and sat down on the side of the road.

He kept regulating his breathing until the sunrise that he finally suppressed the injuries in his body and was able to stand up.

However, at this moment, his eyes froze.

He saw an old hunchbacked woman standing at the intersection in front of him.

The old woman looked ordinary, but gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. He sternly said, "Who are you?"

The old woman did not respond to him, but the dust on the Taoist road in front of the Taoist man slowly floated, and instead formed a few words, "Who are you?"

The corners of the Taoist's mouth twitched slightly.

He felt the mysterious aura flowing in the air, and gradually showed an expression that was even more ugly than crying. He looked at the old woman and said in a trembling voice, "I don't want to die."

"Save me!"

Then he suddenly screamed.

But the moment his scream sounded, his head ulcerated like ripe berries, and green vitals flowed down his neck like waterfalls.

Luang Pra did not move.

She just perceived quietly.

The magical powers of this Goryeo Taoist are very strange.

He can connect the power of many monks together like a formation, and then gather into a very considerable force. Although he cannot be as exquisite as the magical powers as Wang Yehu controls puppets, and cannot continue to fight, this kind of magical power can even exceed the full-strength attack of many eighth-grade monks.

However, this person's magical powers still require a formation pivot and someone needs to bridge it.

The dead Taoist is now one of the bridges he uses.

This man has a unique spiritual connection with the monk who was bridged by him, so he can easily kill people and silence them.

The instant disintegration of spiritual power made her unable to directly lock the location of this Goryeo Taoist through this bridge.

But she can now remember the energy of the bridge itself.

She could find out the monk who was bridged by this man.

...

At dawn, the Jinwu Guards in Chang'an City, who were responsible for night patrols, all breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally nothing big happened.

You should know that last night, even the people from the Li family arrived in Yankangfang and sent the Taoist people who had just become naturalized in Yankangfang to Baiyun Temple overnight.

I don’t know what happened to Master Xuanqing when Gu Shiwu went to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda last night, and I don’t know what it meant to send these people to Baiyun Temple overnight.

But according to the news that Baiyun Temple was really in chaos all night.

Brightly lit.

If you are feeling uneasy, then these Taoists from Taiping Taoism and Wudou Rice Sect are feeling most uneasy.

After these Taoists who were naturalized in Mingyue Pavilion arrived at Baiyun Temple, they found that about a hundred monks who were previously considered by Taoist orthodox as side sects and left-wing monks also arrived at Baiyun Temple.

I definitely can't stay in the guest house.

All the military sent it to the marching camp and placed it in the square in front of the main hall of Baiyun Temple.

Hundreds of people once thought that Gu Dao first went back on his word and gathered them together to slaughter them.

After all, I saw that even the chefs had arrived. Many people in Baiyun Temple spent the middle of the night to settle these chefs and build some temporary stoves. They finally let go of their hearts.

Because during the Great Ceremony of the World, more than half of the monks in Baiyun Temple were in charge of the Zongsheng Palace and many branch halls, the many places of cultivation in Baiyun Temple seemed to be more quiet than usual.

These hundreds of monks who are left-wing in the side can't enter the Taoist temple of Baiyun Temple on weekdays. While drinking vegetable porridge and chewing Hu cakes, they looked at the lingering clouds in the mountains, and the monks who were breathing like immortals in their eyes. The envious expression in their eyes was like a stream flowing in the mountains.

These monks from Baiyun Temple look like immortals.

Monks like them are like beggars.

And the difference is not just the resources of practice and this kind of spiritual and spiritual pure land.

The practice, practice experience, and the wisdom inheritance of countless generations of monks are incomparable.

These Taiping Taoism and the branches of the Five Doks of Rice Sect are all part of the method, and the rest of the articles are not counted.

It's so annoying to compare people.

Could it be that Gu Daosheng settled them here to inspire their competitive spirit and allow them to accumulate more military achievements, so that they can exchange for the opportunity to practice in this way?

Just as many people were sighing and chewing the first Hu cake, they heard the news that Gu Daoshou's carriage had already stopped at the gate of Baiyun Temple.

There was a commotion in front of the main hall of Baiyun Temple.

Gu Liubai, wearing a golden Taoist robe, had just appeared in their sight when several people came quickly, took out a few skin bags, and sprinkled a lot of powder in a few large iron pots cooking porridge.

"What is this?"

"Do you poison it in public?"

A group of people stared at each other, not knowing what this meant, but in a flash, a fragrance floated over.

"pepper?"

Some people reacted instantly.

A sound of swallowing saliva suddenly rang out.

Even in Chang'an, pepper is also a precious commodity for those high-ranking officials.

Who can sprinkle some skins into several large iron pots so luxuriously?

Among the hundreds of Taoist people present, half of them felt extremely sad.

They only heard of this kind of thing and never tasted it.

"When you should eat, drink, there are many people, there is no need to be too polite."

When Gu Liubai came, he had already passed the words, so except for several Taoist priests from Baiyun Temple who saluted seriously, the other Taoists did not stop eating and drinking.

When the smell of pepper spreads in the mouth, the eyes of these people looking at Gu Liubai were a little different again.

Gu Liubai held a scroll in his hand.

He walked up a few steps, turned his back to the main hall of Baiyun Temple, and unfolded the scroll to all of these people.

These people saw the painting of an old Taoist and a Korean Taoist, which looked a little gloomy.

Gu Liubai said without any nonsense, "This man was in chaos in my Tang Dynasty. The method he practiced is very strange. He can control beasts and can rely on spiritual consciousness. Moreover, if he wants to harm people, he doesn't have to be present. He uses some monks as bridges to control beasts by using them. Moreover, this man has a way to bury a magical power in some monks' bodies first. If these monks are killed, his magical power can explode and instantly absorb all the true energy and blood of these monks, and instead exert power beyond the cultivation level of these monks."

"This person is a huge hidden danger. If this person is not eliminated, my Tang Dynasty will be uneasy."

After Gu Liubai said these words, he asked someone to pass on the portrait and read it carefully for everyone. Then he said, "I will settle you in Baiyun Temple to study the etiquette of the Taoist sect. Although the conditions are relatively simple, you can accept my arrangements and give me enough face. Then I naturally cannot lose your benefits. Today I will pass on the "Four Seasons Sutra" to you."

"What!"

There was a jingling sound in the square, and there was a sound of a bowl breaking.

Taoist Baiyunguan, who heard Gu Liubai's words, also took a breath.

The Four Seasons Sutra is one of the important methods of cultivation in Taiping Taoism in the past. It tells the story of different methods of practicing Qi cultivation in the four seasons. This is a truly brilliant Dharma. It can achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing. It also regulates internal energy and controls joy and anger. It is a method that can even improve the cultivation of the mind and nature.

Gu Liubai smiled slightly.

This reaction was long before he expected.

What is the packet of fallen Confucianism sutra that his mother gave to Lan Yufeng, which is not a real unique skill?

"On the outside of the gates, everyone who knows me knows that I always keep counting my words."

While he asked someone to distribute the copy of the Four Seasons Sutra, he continued, "And I have never let people do things in vain. Those who are willing to do business with me well are doing well outside the pass. These Four Seasons Sutra are my gift to you, and you can think about my style."

After saying this, the square was silent.

Gu Liubai then said seriously, "If you can help clarify the identity of this Goryeo Taoist and help us find out this person, I can teach the Mingwei Sutra. If someone can follow the army to achieve great achievements, I can pass on the Emperor's Qi Li Jing."
Chapter completed!