The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

"It's not like there was a set of rules in the Heavenly Court before, but now that there is no Heavenly Court, the conferment of the Dragon and Tiger Dao doesn't have to be so cumbersome."

"How can the law of the ancestors be changed at will? How can it be simplified?"

"Well..." Qiu Nanhe said lightly: "As far as I know, the conferment of the Baiyun Temple is getting easier from generation to generation."

"How can this alien species of Baiyun Temple be compared with our ancient inheritance?"

Taoist Longhu sneered slightly in his heart.

Many places in Baiyun Temple, compared to the inheritance of Guxiu, seem to be different.

The inscription in front of him is so simple that people feel that this is not a facsimile method, but just doing the usual fasting method.

In the end, another slightly older Taoist drew the scriptures on his body.

With one stroke, Xiaodaotong performed the etiquette, and then the inscription behind it produced aura and mana, which resonated with the source of mana.

Since then, the little Taoist has become a practitioner who can use mana and practice. He can use the mana rituals of Baiyun Temple, summon paper figurines to drive envoys, and make gods channel the law.

As soon as the curious little Taoist gained mana, he couldn't wait to use the paper figurine technique. A few small paper cranes were flying by his hand, which were extraordinarily cute.

The older Taoist on the other side touched the young Taoist's head, showing pampering.

"Giving the talisman is an important matter. Even if Baiyun Temple is about to encounter such a major event, we can't neglect the matter of conferring the talisman on an auspicious day."

Taoist Longhu only found it inconceivable and muttered.

"Using the most common brush and ink to draw a talisman script on the body becomes a talisman method, which is really casual..."

...

"This is the conferring ceremony, long posture."

Li Wei looked at it with great interest.

It looked like he had never seen the conferring ceremony before.

Taoist Longhu and Taoist Quanzhen Qiu Nanhe felt that it was quite strange.

If you haven't seen the rites of conferring talismans, are you still a practitioner...

Without granting a talisman, where does his mana come from...

At this time, Ling Kongzi suddenly came to find Li Wei and asked Li Wei to go and have a look.

They did not continue to watch the conferring ceremony of the Baiyun Temple.

"Which family did he inherit from?" Taoist Longhu couldn't help but said, "I've never heard of granting a talisman, is he pretending to compare..."

Qiu Nanhe said lightly.

"How can we practitioners speak foul language and disobey the rules and regulations?"

"Tsk, the Heavenly Court has become a legend, so who can observe so many rules and regulations?" Taoist Longhu shook his head.

"Although you Zhengyi and I Quanzhen do not belong to the same family, you are still a heretic. What the rules and regulations restrict is not our body, but our state of mind. The first supervisor and the last supervisor will only be I wait for myself."

Qiu Nanhe looked at Taoist Longhu and said.

This made Taoist Longhu have nothing to say, but he felt that he was pretending to be more than Qiu Nanhe.

"Then you can explain why he didn't know about granting the talisman."

"Our mana comes from the talisman of the gods, and the mana of the ancient monks comes from the heaven... Then what about the monks before the heaven, where did their mana come from?"

Qiu Nanhe took a sip of tea, looked up at the sky and said.

"Legends say that Taoists become immortals, go to the Heavenly Court to serve, and achieve the right result...According to my ancestors, this is an inevitable result. As long as they are my Taoist gods and achieve the right result, they must reconnect with the Heavenly Court."

"Then those loose immortals who don't cultivate their fruits and are free in the world, they are free in the world, and they can go to the world, how can they not be bound by the heaven..."

"You said, isn't the past very curious?"

Chapter 2: Whoever Wins One Gets the World

At this moment, Qiu Nanhe looked more like a historian than a Taoist.

Taoist Longhu just said strangely: "You are also a weirdo."

"That's nothing to say."

Qiu Nanhe didn't continue to say anything, only knowing that Taoist Longhu didn't understand him anymore, so he didn't say much, just glanced at the direction where Li Wei disappeared.

Sanxian, why can't he not be bound by the heaven...

Because they are not enshrined...

Mana originates from heaven and earth.

How can such carefree people know the talisman?

.......

Yizhenzi called Li Wei into the hall.

Kazumako, Ling Kongzi, and several old Taoists of Baiyun Temple are all here, and there is a wooden box displayed in the middle between them.

Li Wei looked at the wooden box and asked curiously.

"This is..."

"This is my inheritance treasure of Baiyun Temple." Ichimako sighed and said, "We must not let Feiyi start a battle near the demon lock tower. If the tower is really damaged by then, the tower will be broken, and the monsters in it will run away from it. If it comes out, it will be a waste of life."

Even in today's ninth division, it is difficult to complete a non-destructive suppression with so many monsters appearing at the same time.

Therefore, protecting the demon lock tower is the first priority, and the demons inside cannot be allowed to gush out.

Kazuko sighed.

"So, we need to use other things to attract the attention of this fat man. This thing is the treasure of my Baiyun Temple. The star map is also something that our ancestors used personally."

Open the wooden box, and a smell of time hits.

Not smelly, just a little aroma of dried bark.

Very comfortable.

Yes, Li Wei thought of a lot of words, and finally he used comfortable to describe this 'stargazing map'.

The remaining bit of aura no longer has supernatural power, but it gives people a kind of warmth.

"He...was broken." Li Wei looked at the star map, and there were holes everywhere.

"In so many years, he has become so damaged that our generation no longer knows what his utility is." Ichimako said: "But it is also because of my master's enlightenment and the creation of the master. It even contains the true meaning of my master's inheritance."

No matter how good a treasure is, it cannot stand the scouring of time.

No matter how strong a hero is, he is no match for the baptism of time.

The spiritual treasure that made the founder of the Baiyun Guan School suddenly enlightened, is now just a piece of scrap paper.

"But even though it's just some waste paper, there are still some thoughts and spirits of my ancestors in it. If the fat is left behind, they will definitely come to find this star-gazing map."

"Why is the master so determined?" Ling Kongzi couldn't help but ask, he still felt that it was absolutely disrespectful to use the relics of the master to attract monsters.

The star map is like the banner and door plaque of Baiyun Temple.

If other sects dared to do this to the door plaque, they might withdraw their mana and turn them back into ordinary people.

And Kazuko just said softly.

"Don't worry, he will definitely come... After all, from their point of view, whether it's the magic of immortality or the law of longevity, we all stole them from them. His anger will drive him to act, I'm sure."

At this time, Li Wei said.

"Can Pindao touch it?"

"Of course it's possible..."

Yizhenzi was a little surprised that Li Wei would make such a request.

After all, this stargazing map is just an antique with no history.

The symbolic significance is greater than the practical significance.

Li Wei came over and touched the stargazing map with his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know who your ancestor is..."

"I know."

"who is it."

Kazuko said.

"Yes..."

When Yizhenzi hadn't finished speaking, Li Wei suddenly felt a sense of time and space.

He reached out and touched the stargazing map, but the stargazing map took Li Wei to another place.

...

"Tell me, why do you look so ugly?"

"Wow wow wow!!"

In the courtyard, two teenagers were playing.

Just as the thin boy spoke, the uglier boy began to cry again.

On the other side, three literati are playing chess again.

The old man with a gray beard smiled.

"Mr. Pang De, what do you say is the general trend of the world?"

"The great man is about to fall, starving and dying everywhere, the years are restless, suffering and sorrow." Pang Degong sighed, quite a bit of lamentation, lamenting the injustice of the world: "If I am in the government..."

The man on the other side said.

"Yellow Turban Uprising, the world is in chaos, and the big man has been in chaos since then."

"It's not about the Yellow Turban Uprising. Although the Han dynasty continued, it was unpopular. There were no Yellow Turbans, but there were also Black Turbans." On the other side, a scholar surnamed Huang said, "Even Zhang Jiao, a foreigner, participated in the uprising. It is the time and fate of the great man."

"It's just that I can't bear to see this life in ruins..."

At this time, when the three scribes were berating Fang Qiu, the skinny young man stood up.

"Teachers, since you have ambitions in your heart, why don't you really guide the country and calm down the world?"

"You brat, how can you come in and interrupt when the elders are talking?" one of the literati scolded.

"No, I'm just curious."

At this time, the man named Pang Degong said leisurely: "The swan builds its nest on the high forest, and there is a place to rest at night. The tortoise and turtle make their nests under the abyss, and they have a home at night. Human choices and behaviors are also human nests. They are all just for their own shelter, so the world is not what I want to preserve."

"I understand, I understand..."

Talking about being greedy for life and fearing death so freshly and refinedly is worthy of being a teacher who can do things that others can't easily do.

The scribe beside him sighed.

"Then what is your ambition?"

The boy stroked his chin and said.

"I don't know, let's play in the world and travel around the world."

"I'll go too, I'll go too!" A snotty young man with a runny nose also echoed.

"You are ugly, you will be beaten to death as a monster when you go out."

Then the ugly boy cried again.

"Don't bully my nephew too much." Mr. Pang De couldn't laugh or cry, facing this talented student, he couldn't get angry no matter what.

After all, he didn't have any malice towards this ugly nephew, and he would always protect him when encountering troubles.

The two are more like, little happy friends.

"Don't get too used to him, your nephew is also a talented and university student."

"Why don't you marry your daughter to my nephew?"