The incense burner monster involved ghosts, and the Jianyouwei launched a series of investigation and verification procedures. Xu Shujing ran back and forth in Lingxianwang Temple every day, Jianyouwei Yamen, and Chengdu Yamen. He also came to Fuyun Temple twice to let Wu Qi sign and seal it, and he became much haggard.

Bai Yuxiao and Hong Ling also officially left Shu County together and started a field trip to Yizhou to find inspiration materials for the next draft.

Zhang Cuo Lao told Wu Qi that he had nothing to teach and he didn't have to come again.

On the other side of the Dong Temple, the statue of Sanqing guarding Xiao Zhang has not reacted incense.

Taking advantage of his rare leisure, Wu Qi spent the afternoon shopping in the East City of Shu County and bought the brand new Six Treasures of Demon Subduing.

This time he not only added glutinous rice, coarse salt, tea cakes, but also spent three taels of silver to buy a piece of silk.

Only porcelain is a difficult problem.

Among the six treasures, porcelain is the most expensive, and there has always been a saying in the market that one tael of silver and one tael of porcelain.

When Wu Qi went to the porcelain shop, he found that the truth was even more outrageous than the rumors. An ordinary small porcelain bottle costs more than ten taels of silver, with a slightly better craftsmanship and more complex glaze color. The price codes of the same type are several times or dozens of times.

He suspected that behind this was the unscrupulous businessman deliberately raising prices.

After spending an afternoon inquiring, Wu Qi realized that there is indeed a reason why porcelain prices remain high.

The porcelains that appeared in various prefectures, counties and cities in the Tang Dynasty all came from major porcelain kilns. More than half of the official kilns were in the large porcelain kilns. Whether it was private kilns, the official kilns had to be released according to the requirements of the Salt and Iron Department.

There are more than a hundred processes for firing a piece of porcelain, from mining and processing porcelain clay to making clay, trimming, grinding and glazing. Each process requires a dedicated person to be responsible for it, and the process flow is complicated.

One kiln alone requires thousands of kilograms of firewood, and some also require special wood, not to mention various transportation losses, and huge manpower and material resources.

Furthermore, the finished products of the porcelain themselves are unstable. According to the rules, they must be perfect before they can be out of the kiln and enter the market. Incomplete porcelain cannot be used to cast spells. One or two pieces of porcelain are in line with each kiln, and the others must be smashed and destroyed, with a yield rate of less than 10%.

These are still ordinary road goods, and the prices of high-quality porcelain are even more incalculable.

Porcelain is a high luxury item, and ordinary people do not have the remaining money to buy and use.

Therefore, the porcelain shops are all in the East City, and most of the customers here are high-ranking officials nearby, and only these groups are willing to spend a lot of silver to buy.

After wandering around, Wu Qi finally gritted his teeth and chose a white glaze jar the size of a palm, spending ten taels of silver. Now only five copper coins are left in his pocket, which is enough for two steamed buns.

He couldn't help but sigh again.

The land of wealth and companion law, the land of wealth and companion law...

Don’t have money? Nothing to practice!

Go home and study hard. After passing the imperial examination, you can enter Taoism by becoming a Confucian scholar, which is much more likely than practicing Taoism and becoming an immortal.

Wu Qi used a piece of linen to wrap the white glaze jar several layers and put it in the rice bag containing the rice, which at least slightly cushioned so as not to crack when it is not used.

"Fellow Daoist, are you here too?"

A voice full of energy came from behind.

Wu Qi looked back and felt relieved. He was still wearing a monk's robe, with a Zen stick in one hand and a bowl in the other, carrying a large wooden box, and his burly and tall body stood out in the crowd.

The only difference between relief was that his left eye was blue and his right face was swollen, and he seemed to have been beaten.

Wu Qi immediately remembered: "The mage has returned from the Emei Mountain competition?"

Xu Shujing once said that Shuran made a fight with a monk from Samantabhadra Temple. He calculated the days and it was indeed time to come back.

He grinned relievedly and said, "It is worthy of being the Puxian Temple in Mount Emei. Senior Brother Deyuan is powerful and has mastered his skills. This competition is very satisfying."

"Then did the mage win?"

"Let's open five, each other wins and loses."

Mount Emei, Samantabhadra Temple.

In the training space of the monks' academy, a short and strong monk was hanging his arm and holding a 100-pound stone lock with one hand. His chest muscles stretched and contracted as they moved up and down.

The second time the wound was torn, he couldn't help but grin.

The Shaolin Temple monk is indeed well-known, but Junior Brother Shu Ran is really cruel to take action.

...

After listening to Wu Qi's story about the incense burner demon, I felt a little relieved.

"I knew that the time of the competition would be extended by a few days later, I would be able to remove this Taoist sacred with fellow Taoists! What a pity, that Taoist sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sac

Wu Qi's face thrust.

Something was wrong with this monk.

Relieved and touched his stomach: "All the way back, I have eaten all the cakes. I wonder if I can go to the fellow Taoist to bother me today?"

"It's good if the mage doesn't care about being crude."

"Fellow Taoist is so polite. I am a monk and I have long been accustomed to simple food."

Relieved to see Wu Qi's face was abnormal: "What trouble did you encounter with fellow Taoist?"

Wu Qi did not hide it: "...I am now only five copper coins left, which is enough for two steamed buns, and buying vegetables and rice is not enough."

"Hahaha, what's the difficulty!"

"The mage is rich?"

"No, just beg for alms. Fellow Taoist helps to get the Zen stick."

Wu Qi was speechless, it was not that easy to beg for alms.

Shuran walked to a slightly fat man and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, donor, I am relieved. I am hungry and want to beg for alms. I don't know if it's convenient?"

The fat man looked up and down at him, his eyes slightly subtle. He hesitated for a moment: "I wonder if the mage wants food or money?"

"Take money."

The man took out a string of money from his pocket and put it in the bowl of Shuran: "Master, let's have a full meal."

"Thank you for the donor!"

He was relieved and asked five people to beg for alms in a row, and four of them paid him money. The only one he didn't give was a girl.

One or two people can also express luck, but four people give it... This is hard power.

The four men's relieved eyes made Wu Qi's mind flash.

He realized it.

With the broad shoulders and long legs, the majestic male face, the surging muscles and beastly spirit that could not be concealed by the monk's robe, it is easy to gain the appreciation and trust of both men.

Wu Qi brought in himself. If he was relieved to beg for alms, he would also think: It would be a pity that such a fierce person would be so depressed that he would not be able to eat enough.

Excessive muscle attracts the same-sex people, and my seniors will never deceive me.

"Fellow Daoist, is this money enough?"

Relieved to hand over the bamboo bowl.

Wu Qi glanced at him and found that it was full of copper coins, about a thousand pieces.

"Enough, the master is really a top-notch begging for alms."

He smiled relievedly and said, "I have been begging for alms like this all the way since I came down the mountain. The donors are very generous. It can be seen that the Tang Dynasty is prosperous and the people are rich, and they are also very proud of worshiping Buddha!"

Wu Qi forced a smile.

This monk's muscle begging method has gained insights today.

...

Wu Qi brought up the vegetables and rice, returned to Fuyun Temple and started to cook in the kitchen.

He was relieved and had nothing to do, so he went to the kitchen to help pick vegetables and cook rice. He was skillful and responded quickly, and seemed to do a lot of things on his own.

"Fellow Taoist, the monk's practice starts by carrying water, chopping firewood, cooking, and growing vegetables."

Shu Ran was born majestic, but his fingers were very clever. He washed each leaf cleanly, folded it into the same size and put it in a bamboo basin.

"A porridge and rice should be thought of as hard as possible; half a thread, always thinking about the difficulty of material resources."

He said calmly: "The master and his senior brother often warn that the martial arts monks are not brave and fierce, but establish their lives with martial arts. Bodhisattvas are compassionate, and they also have the wrath of Vajra; they do not show the wrath of Vajra, and do not know the mercy of Bodhisattvas."

"If a Bodhisattva practices worldly tolerance and does not cure evil people, and makes him evil and corrupt the Dharma, this Bodhisattva is a demon, not a Bodhisattva."

Wu Qishen agreed: "The master clearly distinguishes good and evil, and integrates knowledge and action. I admire him."

"Fellow Taoist."

Relieved to wipe the water on his chest and said seriously: "I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I still want to ask fellow Taoists again. Have you ever thought about joining Shaolin to become a monk?"

He looked at Wu Qi's thin young body, as if he was looking at a beautiful piece of jade: "Fellow Taoist is talented, and physical cultivation is the most suitable for fellow Taoist Taoist, and Shaolin is the best place to cultivate monks..."

"Master, I am a Taoist priest from Huoju. I want to eat meat, marry and have children."

"pity."

Relieved, he was a little unwilling to give up: "It is better to go to Shaolin to practice for a few months. As long as you practice for a while, the fellow Taoist will surely be enlightened and find that the monks are so magnificent. They will practice each other to prove their way, kill demons and eliminate demons, which is far better than ordinary worldly pleasures!"

Wu Qi had a headache: "Master, I will not hide it from it. I am the main grandson of the Guanguan Temple. In the future, I will inherit the Taoist temple and continue to carry forward the principles of nature of all things."

He said to himself, you have the ability to let my second generation of view give up inheriting the Fuyun Temple and turn to Buddhism.

I was relieved and had to leave the kitchen in a depressed mood.
Chapter completed!