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Chapter forty-two monks, spectacles and spectacles(1/2)

Tao Qian returned to Xunxian County without any danger. Fortunately, he was a young man living alone. He stayed out all night and no one asked where he was.

Naturally, he went into the city together with the villagers who were going to the market, and bought some fried cakes and soy milk for breakfast. Tao Qian also found out that most Taoist priests in this world have no "food restrictions" and do not have to eat clean food and drink the gentle breeze.

, drink that rootless dew.

It's true that monks have many dietary taboos, or there are some weird taboos based on heretical practices.

In short, practicing Taoism should not affect Tao Qian's appetite.

"There is still not much delicious food in Xunxian County. It's not surprising to eat Tao Ranju or mutton pot. You have to go to the provincial capital or the magical capital."

"The most important thing in Lingbao's wonderful method is the mind, and you can make progress as you please. It meets my requirements very well."

"Once you are reborn, don't wrong yourself."

"Of course, don't indulge yourself too much, otherwise you will inevitably suffer big losses when you get carried away."

When his thoughts flashed here, Tao Qian thought about last night's experience again.

Silently, I wrote down the words "Yan Bodhisattva" in the little black book in my heart.

Fortunately, this did not affect Tao Qian's happy mood. He quickly passed through the market and entered the cubicle of his bookstore through the side door of the alley of Nacai Street.

After eating slowly, I washed and changed my clothes. Without thinking too much, I moved the door panel. Facing the hustle and bustle of the morning market, Chengyou Bookstore opened its doors.

After studying "Illustrated Explanations of the Nine Truths of Lingbao", Tao Qian also thought about whether he should continue his own business.

The conclusion is to do it first, as he will have nowhere to go for the time being.

If he wants to go to the entrance wall of [Lingbao Sect], his cultivation level is still a little behind. He needs to step into the Qi Refining Realm first and condense the Nine True Maps of Lingbao in his body before he can know the address of the mountain gate.

Before that, Tao Qian decided to hang out for a while.

It opened so early in the morning that there wasn't much business.

In fact, not many customers came to the door at noon and afternoon. The girl's illustrated magazine and Seriously Banned Books did make money twice.

But this kind of progress, just like the man's words, cannot last long.

Even if there are a lot of old people, they won't come to buy these books every day. After all, there are too many things to do to comfort yourself, and you will inevitably lose weight day by day. You still have to rest when you need to.

As for boss Jia Qiang’s other idea: selling Western Yi books.

It was a small mistake. Tao Qianjin bought these goods, but the two big bookstores on the main street also bought them. Chengyou Bookstore, a small shop, was shabby and simple, so it was naturally uncompetitive.

Fortunately, after Tao Qian got a thousand banknotes from Zhang Xian, the Four Beasts of She County, he had no desire for ordinary money for the time being, so he let it go.

Even though he was bored, Tao Qian was not idle either.

In my mind, I silently chanted the magical magic of the spiritual treasure.

By the way, let me lament the difficulty of practicing cultivation.

"The explanation of the Nine True Pictures of Lingbao is an entry-level method. It should be very simple according to common sense, but in fact it is not the same thing at all."

"Such a thick book needs to be recited completely in a state of concentration and meditation, and there are even requirements such as tone and rhythm."

"Wrong one word, start over."

"It would be better if those formulas were ordinary 'words'. They are just a test of memory."

"Unfortunately, that's not the case. Every word is unique and cannot be recited just by chanting it."

"For ordinary people, it would take at least several months, or even longer, to recite it completely... No wonder you dare to say that after reciting it once, you can get the spiritual treasure source energy into your body and directly step into the [Qi-Entraining Realm].

"

"If I save this step, maybe if I chant it a few times, I can move from the 'blood melting' stage to the 'fetus-fixing' stage, and then try to hit the Qi refining realm."

Tao Qian was thinking about practicing in his shop, when suddenly the light in front of him changed.

But I saw two young men in robes entering the store. One wore thick glasses and had a generous face. He was about 27 or 28 years old and always maintained a cheerful appearance. The other was older and had rough skin.

, with sharp eyes and a black beard on his lips, he looked quite majestic.

When the two of them entered the store, they both bowed their hands to Tao Qian. The glasses man smiled heartily and said, "Good morning, boss. I heard that you have bought some Western books here, so we came here to take a look."

Tao Qian looked at the two of them, returned the greeting, pointed to a certain area of ​​the bookstore and said, "Please help yourself."

The two of them were guided and passed in a few steps.

They each picked up the books they were interested in. The glasses guy was reading the titles and counting excitedly.

"The calendars of Western countries, records of the transformation process of the ruling groups, railway construction methods, the theory of evolution of all things, the history of Western alchemy, and hundreds of secret methods of navigation... are all very comprehensive, and they are all high-quality books. They are not as good as Shihantang and Daguantang.

Just choose some crappy books, the boss has extraordinary eyesight and insight."

"It's just a pity that we don't have the essence of making the Folang machine cannon, the method of making explosive powder, etc..."

"Ahem!"

The glasses guy was muttering excitedly when the black-bearded young man next to him coughed and interrupted.

The former immediately realized what he said and stopped talking, and carefully looked behind the counter. He saw that the bookstore owner was still looking at a certain book with his head down, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

But he didn't see Tao Qian's eyes roll over as he lowered his head.

"I would like to buy those books on the essence of mechanical cannon manufacturing, the secrets of explosive powder, and the secrets of monster machinery production, and I hope they are willing to sell them. The Translation Bureau organized by the Governor of Southern Guangdong has indeed translated these classics.

But they are all exclusively for internal use, so there is no room for a small bookstore owner to buy them."

While Tao Qian was complaining, he also vaguely guessed their identities.

Unsurprisingly, both of them were lofty ideals, people who wanted to resist the imperial court and overthrow the tyranny.

If it were someone with evil intentions, he might have gone to the Yamen to report the matter and claim the reward.

But Tao Qian certainly wouldn't.

He pretended not to hear anything and waited for the two of them to buy books and leave.

But this time, a third person arrived who surprised Tao Qian extremely.

The light in front of the shop changed again, and suddenly a tall and tall middle-aged man wearing a dark green Taoist robe walked in.

This man's appearance is not good-looking, and his hair is half black and half white, which makes him look a bit weird, but he has a pair of deep eyes, very thick eyebrows that go to his temples, and a high bridge of nose, which makes him look heroic and extraordinary.

As soon as he entered the door, he first nodded to the bookstore owner who was looking at him, and then said to the two people who were picking books: "Xianyong, Mingtai, it turns out that you two are here, let me do this

Easy to find.”

The two people who were greeted looked up and immediately pulled the middle-aged Taoist priest over in surprise.

"Zhichang, come and take a look at this volume "The Theory of Evolution of All Things" and this volume "History of Western Alchemy"... If the descriptions therein are not false, the Western barbarians really do have some tricks up their sleeves."

"Well, there is also this railway construction method. If you follow this method, the people of our country will be able to make great strides in the future, like people among gods."

The middle-aged Taoist was still a little confused and disbelieving after hearing the introductions of the two men, until he took the two books and quickly read through them.

Then, his complexion changed slightly, and there was a brilliance in his eyes as he said:

"The methods of the Western barbarians are indeed very different from ours. They can actually use machinery and other objects as a medium to spread great power into hundreds of millions of mortals."

"It's worth learning from. This is so worth learning from."

"This is what Ji Xianxian and a few other young men are doing, trying to completely replicate the methods and secrets of the Western barbarians, so that ordinary humans can also have the power to fight against weird and extraordinary things?"

"And, they have already done some preliminary things."

When this man spoke, the air in the bookstore seemed to become sharper.

And this is actually not an illusion.

Tao Qian still acted like an ordinary bookstore owner and old sex critic, looking down at the brochure of the illustrated girls from the provincial capital, as if he was completely uninterested in the topic between the three of them.

But at this moment, Tao Qian felt a surge in his heart, and a strong throbbing feeling constantly reminded Tao Qian.

The middle-aged Taoist not far away is actually a genuine human monk, and in terms of cultivation, he is far higher than Tao Qian, who is in the [Qi-Entraining Realm] at the moment.

"Is this sharp aura a Taoist monk? Or is it a strong man who has practiced martial arts?"

Tao Qian pretended not to care on the surface, but deep down he was already trying to guess.

But soon he didn't have to waste any time, and the answer came immediately.

The slightly excited middle-aged Taoist pointed directly at the pile of translated Western Yi books, and then said to Tao Qian, the bookstore owner:

"Sir, please calculate the price. I want all these books."

"okay!"

Tao's performance after sneaking into the scene has always been very natural.

He stood up and packed up the books neatly. He handed them over and said, "I'll give the three of you the small change, which totals fifteen silver dollars."

Tao Qian didn't care about money or anything.

He served so enthusiastically just to touch the middle-aged Taoist when he handed over the money.

The next moment, Tao Qian got what he wanted.

After all, no one would have thought that there was an anomaly like Tao Qian in this world, who could sense so many secret messages just by touching him, so no one would be on guard against him.

The two of them each handed over their money books. The moment Tao Qian took the fifteen silver dollars, a perception immediately came into his mind.
To be continued...
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