"Junior brother, just give me a smile."

While smiling at the shopkeeper at the stall, the senior brother Chen Gao whispered in the cold-eyed young man's ear: "This group of female lay Buddhists are here for you to buy things... they are all big customers, junior brother, junior brother, wake up."

Wu Qi, who was wandering around in the sky, recovered and skillfully squeezed out a smile.

When the women saw the ice melting on his face, they all browed their eyebrows and bent their eyes.

"The Taoist priest is the best to smile. With this Xuanqing Taoist robe, he is really fairy-like."

"The Taoist priest seems to be in trouble. Why not make an appointment to talk to my sister and I will help you solve your problems."

"The Taoist has been in a very old age and is not well-informed. Don't be tempted by you, a bad woman!"

"You are slandering. I am my sister's concern for my brother. You are not jealous, right?"

"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, chatting here is important! It is said that the temple is full of Taoist priests in Huoju. Do you have a marriage priest? Practicing Taoism is extremely expensive. It just so happens that my sister has a little sister, beautiful and gentle, gentle and virtuous family, and she has a lot of wealth. She is a good man."

"Is that little sister you mentioned yourself? You have been promised by your father, and you still want to mess with other people outside. It's really a disgrace to be kind to you."

"Sisters, buy things when buying things. Don't attack each other, so that people can make people laugh."

"Wow, Sister Min, you don't buy rouge or cloth. Every time you dress up carefully, let the Taoist priest insert hairpins and bracelets for you. Everyone knows what you think... The Taoist priest is so careful. Her dignified appearance is the best way to deceive you."

...

The female customers surrounded Wu Qi for a while and asked about his well-being, and then left in groups of three or three after he was addicted to his mouth.

At the stall, the bamboo utensils were sold out.

Senior brother Chen Gao fiddled with copper coins in the bag: "Sixty-six, sixty-eight...97 cents! Junior brother, the harvest is good today. It seems that he has the opportunity to make 1,500 yuan this month."

He happily tied the wallet tightly, stuffed it into his arms, and then gently covered it, and then felt relieved.

Wu Qi finished his business with a smile and put away the stands: "Senior brother, I'll go to the East Temple outside the city to take a walk."

"Do you go to refine Qi again to realize the truth?" Chen Gao folded the stall rack and put it into the back box, and tied the box to the back with a rope.

Wu Qi nodded.

"Go together. I'll buy two steamed buns first so I won't be hungry later." Chen Gao pulled the shoulder rope, not surprisingly.

Each path of cultivation has its own opportunities, and the great way and my path are difficult to reproduce.

The brothers and brothers all the way from Dongcheng City to Shu County, climbed a slope along the horse path, headed north from the bifurcated sheep intestine path, and hid into the mountains and forests.

The sun is west in the morning, neither cold nor hot, and the cool breeze is rustling. It is the most comfortable moment of the day.

"Junior brother, business is business, don't mind... Now that the treasures and food are scarce in Guanxi, every disciple needs to try to earn money. It is not easy to practice. The first thing is wealth."

Chen Gao stepped on the leaves and beeped, and said bitterly: "You have to sell off your appearance, you have to do it... But don't worry, it's a skill after all, after all, you sell it. You will never let those women touch you a hair."

Wu Qi looked ahead, but didn't care.

It’s just about making money, business is not shabby.

He was thinking about something else in his mind.

It has been five years since this world, and Wu Qi has integrated into a brand new identity.

This place is one of the ten roads in the Great Tang Dynasty in the Posa World, and is Shu County, Chengdu Prefecture, Jiannan Road.

This is both similar and different from the Tang Dynasty in Wu Qi's impression.

The similarities are that geography, environment, and cultural customs are basically the same, folk customs are open, the people of the Tang Dynasty are martial and brave, women are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and there are few secular constraints.

The difference is that monsters and monsters frequently appear in the Tang Dynasty and have many interactions with the general public. Among them, the heavenly ghost, known as "小", is the most dangerous. It is said that because the ancient immortal failed to repair the sky, the ghost penetrated into the Jiuzhou from the flaws of the sky, causing many disasters.

The three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism inherited the ancient immortal Taoist tradition and sent monks to various places to assist the Tang Dynasty's supervisor Youwei to deal with the vicious demons led by You. It is now normal.

Wu Qi is only seventeen this year, and he is a disciple who has entered the room in the Fuyun Temple of the Sanlidao Sect.

He is an extraordinary identity and is the grandson of the temple master Wu Daoji. Unfortunately, he was born as a body that cuts the veins and souls. He practices Qi and practices with half the effort. The road to practicing Taoism is extremely difficult.

Apart from innate defects, Wu Qi was autistic since childhood and was taciturn. He either practiced or was addicted to books throughout his life, and had little interaction with his fellow disciples.

The only blessing in disgrace was that he inherited his parents' elegant appearance and gave birth to a good look. He grew up one year after another and became extraordinary.

But the path of cultivation depends on cultivation and strength. Even Wu Qi, even the grandson of the Guanzhu, had to do odd jobs like other Qi Refining disciples.

The senior brother Chen Gao, who was with him, is 25 years old this year. He is smart and smart, knows human nature and knows accidents. The host Wu Daoji deliberately arranged for Chen Gao and Wu Qi to act together to take care of Wu Qiyi and two.

Wu Qi and Chen Gao set up stalls in the east city of Shu County every three days, selling utensils made of bamboo from Fuyunguan, including pen holders, bamboo fans, bamboo hats, bamboo mats, bamboo curtains, and bamboo screens to supplement the various expenses in the Guan. The disciples in the Guan Qi Refining Stage do this.

As one of the six treasures for demon subduing, bamboo can drive away evil spirits, and has a delicate body and elegant literary style. It is not only loved by high-ranking officials, but also willing to spend money to buy it.

However, Yizhou was an important bamboo production site in the Tang Dynasty, and bamboo products were spread all over the country, so it was not easy to sell them.

Wu Qi and Chen Gao took a different approach and specially made small and exquisite objects, such as bamboo hairpins, bamboo bracelets, bamboo flower baskets, and bamboo weaving objects.

They targeted wealthy women from Chengdu Prefecture and attracted female customers with Wu Qi's face in the East City. Their revenue was excellent among the brothers and sisters.

...

Wu Qi walked all the way and suddenly stood still.

A dilapidated ancient temple stands among the rocks on the road ahead. This temple has been disrepaired for a long time, and the walls have collapsed. Thick blue moss grows on the remaining walls, and vines grow on the tiles in the southeast corner.

According to Shu County Chronicles, this temple was found hundreds of years ago. The name of the statues worshipped in the hall is no longer accurate. It is called the Eastern Temple based on the terrain.

In addition to a few rain-covering tiles, the Dong Temple also has a stone statue about three feet high. The statue has a blurry face and rough skills, which is more like a stonemason apprentice's handicraft.

But Wu Qi knew the origin of this thing.

He faced the statue of the god, put down the futon, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes.

A warm current surged into the thin body.

——Acquiring five days of cultivation.

The statue of the god is called the "Sanqing Statue", which is the information obtained by him using the "Impermanence Picture" in his body.

After reincarnation at the Floating Cloud View, Wu Qi's mind had a foggy picture scroll "Impermanence Picture".

At first, no matter how he tried, the picture did not respond.

Five years ago, Wu Qi accidentally passed by here, and an exact stone statue lit up on the Impermanence Picture, named Sanqing Statue.

Wu Qi immediately realized that these three pure images are a wonderful existence, which can absorb the energy of heaven and earth. He who holds the map of impermanence can gain a certain level of cultivation every day.

During these five years, Wu Qi came every day, and his cultivation level was random. The worst was one day, sometimes three days, and the highest was nine days.

It’s a little less, but it’s much faster than practicing hard to practice qi.

Wu Qi has a calm mind, and his practice is water-melting, and he needs to proceed step by step. Otherwise, with his own incomplete qualifications, it will take many years to enter the middle stage of Qi refining.

He calculated that he had achieved a total of twenty years of cultivation so far, and persisting for a few more years, he might have broken through the Qi refining, entered the real threshold of cultivator, and the foundation-building stage.

Taoist practice, from low to high, is to refine qi, build foundation, form elixir, Nascent Soul, and Yuanshen. Each realm has three stages: the first, middle, and last. The fifteenth level of the fifth level, one step is difficult.

Now Wu Qi is stuck in the early stage of Qi training, dilating the pores all over the body to absorb external spiritual energy, circulating meridians, and practicing Qi into the body.

Suddenly, a sound rang in his mind.

"All the gods! Please pity Song, help me! I am willing to be a cow and horse in the next life, with swords and seas of fire, burn incense and pray every day to repay the great kindness and virtue!"

The sound comes from the statue of the Three Qingshu in the East Temple.

Wu Qi looked up and saw a dim figure appearing on the statue of the god. It was like a white candle that was dying, with the pale and weak fire, and it was not real.

Senior brother Chen Gao noticed no abnormality at all, so he was gnawing on steamed buns with clear water.

Wu Qi immediately understood that the voice of this figure was probably related to the Impermanence Picture, and only he could detect it.

The figure knelt on the ground, his voice choked: "My parents are about to be killed by the thief, and they will die forever... I can neither protect my family nor fulfill my filial piety, and I am ashamed of being a son..."

Wu Qi silently said: "Who are you?"

The sound scared the other party.

The figure reacted and said tremblingly: "Dare you ask who is the immortal?"

"I ask, you answer." Wu Qi said intently.

There seems to be some opportunity behind this figure, and he can vaguely feel that if he does not violate the principles and does what he can, he might as well help him.

“Yes, yes.”

The figure hurriedly replied: "I am a man named Song and Youshan. He is from Pu'an County. He has returned from a distance from school. Unexpectedly, he encountered a strong man in Kuizhou today. They were all covered in faces and could not recognize them. The thief sank me underwater and drowned me, stealing letters and documents, trying to trick my parents from the county and kill me, and take away my family's wealth."

"The wealth is something outside the body, and I will take it away. I pity my parents are old and kind to others. They should not suffer this disaster. Please give me mercy."

"Please save their lives!"

Song Youshan's soul immediately knelt down and kowtowed, and the fire on his body was unstable.

"Don't kneel!" Wu Qi shouted.

Song Youshan shivered for a moment and stood still tremblingly.

Wu Qi paused for a moment: "You can tell me in detail."

...

After confirming the specific situation, Wu Qi slowly opened his eyes: "Senior Brother, I was entrusted with a dream by a dead soul. This person's name is Song Youshan... It is related to three lives. I will go and confirm it. Please let my senior brother go back to the viewing and explain it to Elder Yan for me."

Chen Gao listened patiently to him and put away half of the steamed bun that he had not finished eating: "Human life is at stake, my brothers should go together."

He swept away the flattery of the market, pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist, and his eyes sharpened: "I have always carried two swords when I entered the world. The magic sword is Jing Zhen, the iron sword is Hongchen, the magic drives away evil spirits, and the sword kills evil people!"

"With a senior brother coming with him, it will naturally be like a tiger with wings."

Wu Qi stood up: "No need to delay, let's set off immediately."
Chapter completed!