Xiahou Lingyu almost died at the hands of Lu Tianxing. She was very aggrieved. She stood up and looked at her master and cried, "Master, Lu Tianxing is such a bully! If you come a little later, my disciple will be injured."

It’s in his hands!”

Master Wu Xuan hugged the fly whisk and said with a smile: "Lingyu, don't be sad. This Lu Tianxing is the apprentice of the old devil of the Bone Monastery in Dimo ​​Mountain. He has a dragon-slaying feud with your senior brother Luo Fengyang. He wants to come to you today."

The elder brother is seeking revenge. I don’t want to meet you by mistake. This Lu Tianxing is a person in the devil’s path who is about to suffer disaster. It’s nothing special. Your achievements in the future will be far higher than him. You can follow Master back to Guanzhong.

!”

Master Wuxuan waved his fly whisk, and the Xiahou Lingyu floated up gently, sitting on the rainbow light. Master Wuxuan waved his fly whisk again, and the master and disciple rode the rainbow light to the temple and landed on the Buddhist altar.

Go up, all the disciples cheer!

Master Wuxuan smiled and said: "You idiots, since you are following the master to learn Taoism, why do you take these illusory magic techniques so seriously? Tao is the foundation, magic is the end! I punish you all tonight.

Copy the Scripture once and hand it over to me to read tomorrow morning!"

The disciples kept laughing. If they cheered, they would be punished by copying the scriptures in the middle of the night. The master was too cruel! Master Wuxuan laughed and said: "You kids, the master asked you to copy the "Tao Fa Sutra" because you are preparing to arrive.

Those who have copied the scriptures in exchange for money at the foot of the mountain have no money to use. How can Master have the money to make clothes for you? To buy rice?"

Xiahou Lingyu asked with a smile: "Master, can't you go to some wealthy families to beg for alms? Why do you have to let the disciples work hard all night?"

Master Wuxuan said sternly: "You child, this kind of fate is just a slight punishment to tell these rich people not to be too greedy and not to be unkind for the sake of wealth. How can you change it every day? If you change it every day, they will report to the official.

Now, at this age, Master still has to go to the county government office to reason with the county magistrate? It’s a sin!”

Chen Chengshu, a disciple in his thirties, laughed and said, "Master, you are wrong again! Sin and sin are Buddhist teachings, not our Taoist teachings."

Master Wuxuan shook his head, pointed his hand in the air, and said softly: "Apprentice! Look, what is in the sky?"

Chen Chengshu raised his head and looked at the sky in confusion. There was nothing in the sky except white clouds! Chen Chengshu turned around and wanted to ask Master, but found that Zhenren Wuxuan had gone somewhere long ago! Chen Chengshu said helplessly: "Oh, Master, you are fooling me again.

I!"

Xiahou Lingyu and others burst into laughter. I don't dare to say how advanced my master's other skills are. If I can't say more, his escape skills are definitely the best in the world.

Although the master took the opportunity to slip away, the disciples still continued to practice internal skills. At night, they had to light lamps and boil oil to copy the "Tao Fa Zhen Sutra". The master said that if you want to copy the scroll by hand to exchange money, you must copy the handwriting more neatly. After all,

You also need to buy rice, oil, and clothes inside the temple. Why don’t you spend money? Master refuses to accept money from others for incense!

Chen Chengshu shook his head and said to himself: "Master, you refused to accept money for incense and asked us to copy scriptures and exchange them for money. Aren't you trying to save face and suffer the consequences?"

As soon as Chen Chengshu finished speaking, he heard Master Wu Xuan say angrily: "Hu

Say! Master, when did you lose face? Face is worth a few pennies per pound, really! I am afraid that you will forget the "Tao Fa Sutra", which is the foundation of our Tongtian Temple Taoism! I will let you

The purpose of copying the scriptures is to deepen your memory!"

Chen Chengshu chuckled, "Master, you have been fooled again, I just wanted to trick you into coming back!"

Master Wuxuan coughed, shook his fly whisk, and said with an unfathomable expression, "Apprentice, you have also been deceived. My master came back to tell you that if others copy the scriptures once, you have to copy them twice!"

Chen Chengshu said with a bitter face: "Isn't it? Master! You are too cruel! You target me every time! Just because I talk a lot?"

With a treacherous expression on his face, Master Wuxuan said with a smile: "Apprentice, master just wants you to remember that a teacher also pays attention to the dignity of being a teacher! There is a saying that the first rafter dies first, and Mu Xiuyu

Lin, the wind will destroy it, and also, the first bird will be shot. In short, remember, next time something happens, remember to let others take the lead first! Do you understand? Otherwise, you will still suffer!"

Chen Chengshu said with a bitter face: "Master, I understand! If I don't understand, you will punish me to copy it three times! Master, I am afraid of you! You dug a hole for me to jump in again!"

Master Wu Xuan had a bad smile on his face, "If Xin Zhiping was here, that kid would be smart, he wouldn't take my words, hehe..." No one would have thought that such a profound Taoist would act like an old naughty boy.

The same thing. Master Wu Xuan often made bets with his disciples. If he lost, he would paint a painted face. Even though things could be done with magic, the old Taoist would paint a painted face if he lost the bet, which attracted good-natured ridicule from his disciples.

In the quiet mountains, time flies by. Only practice can change everything. There is no sun and moon in the mountains, there is happiness in the mountains.

Early the next morning, Master Wuxuan took his two disciples Xiahou Lingyu and Chen Chengshu down Tongtian Mountain with their swords, and went to Chengde County, a hundred miles away, to beg for alms. Chengde County is the largest of the five nearby counties, with bustling markets.

, businessmen gathered. Master Wuxuan came to the most prosperous Chengde Street in the city. As soon as he arrived on the street, an old woman in her sixties selling vegetables saw Master Wuxuan and hurriedly came over to salute, "Old immortal, I haven't seen you come down the mountain for a long time.

Got it!"

Master Wuxuan quickly returned the gift, "Old man, I am not a god, I am just a Taoist monk!"

The old woman selling vegetables smiled and said: "Don't call me old man, I can't bear it. I'm just a child in front of you! Why aren't you a god? When I was a child, in my teens, my seventy-year-old grandfather took care of me.

I met you when I went to visit Tongtian Temple on Tongtian Peak. My grandfather said that when his grandfather took him to Tongtian Temple, your hair and beard were already white. You have at least two hundred dollars this year.

How old are you, and you are still not an old god?"

The crowd passing by heard that the white-haired and white-bearded Taoist priest was over two hundred years old. They all gathered around and exclaimed, "Isn't it? He is over two hundred years old?" "At least over two hundred years old? Look at his body.

He’s so tough, he’s such a living god!”

Master Wuxuan smiled and said: "More than two hundred years old is very young. When I was ten years old, I went to Tongtian Peak to practice with my master. My master showed me the deep pool in front of the peak. There was an old turtle in the deep pool. My master

Said that the old turtle is at least eight or nine hundred years old. Now

That old turtle is probably over a thousand years old and still alive! Do you think I am also a child compared to him?"

Xiahou Lingyu and Chen Chengshu looked at each other in shock. They had both seen the old turtle in the deep pool. They originally thought that the turtle was only three or four hundred years old at most. Who would have thought that the old turtle was so old!

People gathered around and prostrated themselves. A thin man prostrated himself on the ground and said loudly: "Old god, is there any holy water that can make people immortal? Give me a sip. Or is there an elixir that can cure all diseases? Give me some elixir that can cure all diseases."

Give me one!"

Master Wuxuan laughed and said: "Everyone, please get up quickly! I don't deserve your worship. I am just a cultivator. How can there be any elixir of immortality or elixir that can cure all diseases? If there is an elixir of immortality,

, Pindao has long since drank Xia Ju and ascended!"

Everyone didn't believe it and made a lot of noise. Someone in the crowd shouted: "Sir, if there is no elixir of immortality, I can give you some talisman water! You can't cure all diseases, but you can cure ten or eight kinds of diseases!" There were also people.

He echoed: "That's right, that's right, please ask the Immortal to be merciful and give you some talisman water!"

Master Wu Xuan was dumbfounded when he heard someone outside the crowd yell, "Oh, Master Dao, my house is haunted. Master Dao, you will definitely be able to slay demons and eliminate demons? Everyone, everyone, make way, make way."

, my house is haunted, it’s so haunted, I asked the Taoist Master to come and take a look at it!” As he spoke, the man stretched out his hand to separate the crowd, and came to the front of Zhenren Wuxuan. This man’s hands were so strong that everyone couldn’t help but

Flashed to both sides.

Xiahou Lingyu and Chen Chengshu looked at the person who was speaking, and saw that the person was a thin man, wearing black linen clothes, with a medium build, a dark face, skinny bones, and bright eyes. This person came to Zhenren Wuxuan and looked him up and down.

The old Taoist priest put his hands in his sleeves and said, "Master Taoist, please go to my house and help catch ghosts. If you catch them, you will be greatly thanked! You don't have to sell any hand-copied scriptures!"

Master Wu Xuan laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, okay, Pindao will go and give you a look. Just lead the way!"

The thin man in black linen clothes was in front, and Master Wuxuan was behind with Xiahou Lingyu and Chen Chengshu. The thin man just walked in front with long strides, and Master Wuxuan followed slowly behind. There were people who wanted to watch the excitement and wanted to see it.

Watch how the master subdues monsters. As a result, he chases further and further away. I see the old Taoist holding an apprentice with his left hand and another apprentice with his right hand, walking slowly in front, and the people behind him on horseback can't catch up.

Someone was shocked and screamed: "This Taoist master knows magic, this is the method of shrinking the earth and flying into the clouds!" Master Wuxuan didn't even look back, he just followed the thin man in black and walked forward. The thin man walked faster and faster,

Master Wuxuan, however, followed the thin man calmly, never leaving three feet away. Those who wanted to watch the fun were kept far away until they disappeared. Those who wanted to watch the fun were scared to death at this speed!

This thin man was so fast on his feet that he had already traveled more than a hundred miles in less than a cup of tea. Master Wu Xuan showed no sign of weakness and took the hands of his two disciples and followed the thin man for more than a hundred miles.

The thin man in black looked back and saw that Master Wuxuan was still following him, and sneered, "Master Wuxuan, do you know who I am? How dare you follow me!"
Chapter completed!