Chapter 292: Luggage
Jin An has been with the old Taoist priest for so long.
Under the influence of the old Taoist priest.
To say that he is currently the most familiar Taoist scripture,
There are three each.
The first is "Taishang Cave Xuanling Bao Tianzun Says the Wonderful Sutra of Saving Suffering and Pulling Out Sins".
This sutra is used to transcend the dead.
The second is "Taishang Cave Xuanling Treasure Ascension Xuan Xuan Disaster Elimination and Life Protection Sutra".
This sutra is used to ward off evil spirits and exorcise demons.
The third is "Taishang Cave Xuanling Treasure Immeasurable People Superior Wonderful Sutra".
It is also called "The Book of Saving People".
The purpose is to eliminate natural disasters, protect the emperor, and have the ability to save the people, the most important thing is to resolve the evil spirit, and the second is to exceed the dead.
There is a big difference between this transcendent death and the transformation of evil and the transcendence of the dead.
If a person dies in vain, tragically, unjustly, or unwillingly, he must have resentment in his heart, and he will have a breath of bad breath in his throat, and he will definitely have a corpse after being buried, so he must first dispel evil before he can be buried, so as not to bring disaster to future generations.
At the beginning of the tomb in the temple, Jin An copied the "Book of Salvation".
So this time, he still plans to use the familiar "Duren Sutra" to consecrate his robe.
There are sixty-one volumes of the whole book of "The Book of Saving People", a total of 500,000 words, Jin An was on the stone wall of the tomb, of course, it is impossible to really copy the entire sixty-one volumes of "The Book of Saving People", that is not realistic.
At that time, Jin'an copied the general outline of about 6,000 words.
The power is certainly not as good as the whole article, but it is better to save time and effort.
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Got itβ
Got itβ
Under the shade of the trees in the courtyard, the chirping of summer cicadas and birds come and go, the blue sky, and the sun overhead is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes.
The mind is calm and naturally cool.
The noise of these insects and birds fell in Jin An's ears, but instead became extremely quiet in the extreme movement, and his mood was as calm as water.
In the wing room, Jin An waved his pen like a hand, and there was no pause between the turns of the hook painting, and the clouds flowed.
On the white lining on the back of the robe, the more the cinnabar scriptures are copied, the more densely packed, all of them are small characters, but they are neat, there are about 6,000 words in total, and they are densely typeset.
I saw that these scriptures are really magical, each scripture is a thin body, like life, although there is no edge, but there is a unique charm of seeing the truth in the ethereal.
The more Jin An wrote, the more he became fascinated.
He kept thinking about the grand rhyme in the sound of the avenue in his mind, figuring out the rhyme, imitating the rhyme, and writing like a god, waving the pen like a leader.
In this self-forgetfulness.
The sound of the summer cicada outside the window is still here one after another, with the sound of cicadas, the sound of cicadas at this time is no longer boring, noisy, in the rustle of bamboo shadows, but with the figure of the young man in the Taoist robe in the wing, forming a certain resonance that complements each other.
The sound of the cicada and the frustration of the pen gradually resonate, and the sound and movement are consistent.
It wasn't until Jin An was awakened by a tingling sensation in the meridians in his body that he found himself dizzy and dizzy, and his spirit and spirit were severely depleted.
Writing so many small scriptures on a robe is the most exhausting, more focused, more cautious, and more nuanced than copying scriptures on a stone wall.
The cost of the spirit is increased several times.
And the stinging pain in the meridians of his body just now was a sign before the Holy Blood Tribulation Thunder Method in his body was exhausted and his body was out of strength.
Jin An looked down at the robe in front of him, he was only half completed, and half was still unfinished.
He needs to recuperate his body and wait for the thunder method in his body to recover before he can continue to work.
Jin An began to take out the five thunder slashing talismans, and in the process of being slashed again and again, he recovered the empty thunder method in his body.
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Next.
The 6,000-word general outline of the "Sutra of Degrees".
Jin An copied it for two days.
It's finally done.
When the final ending ended with the word "edict", boom, the 6,000-word Taoist scriptures on the Taoist robe burst into thunder and fire.
There seemed to be a red light flowing through the words......
If you look closely, it seems that there is a thunder charm flowing in the golden light characters......
These words are like life.
However, when you deliberately look at these words, they are just ordinary words, and you don't see anything strange about them.
But only Jin An knew that these scriptures had been channeled under the guidance of his five internal organs Qi and Lei Fa.
Whew-
Jin An exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, looked at the robe on the table full of dense and neat fly-headed scriptures, and began to smirk.
A sense of accomplishment rose in my heart.
This robe is the first magic weapon he made with his own hands, well, it is equivalent to the first mother-in-law and the first child.
And the price he paid was to burn a few Dao robes, plus it cost a thousand Yin Virtues to seal the Dao robes.
Although it took a thousand Yin Virtues to seal the secular fabric, the effect was also remarkable, Jin An specially experimented, and now this robe is invulnerable, and the sword cannot be penetrated, he has not tried whether the strong bows and crossbows in the army can withstand it, but Jin An probably estimated, it should not be a problem.
He controlled the strength of his hand and pulled the robe with a thousand forces, but he couldn't tear the robe.
Even if you don't copy the scriptures, the protective ability of this robe is no worse than the golden silk soft armor in the rivers and lakes, but it is lighter and does not affect your movements.
For the first magic weapon made by himself, it is of great significance, and Jin An naturally wants to give it the most perfect everything.
Thereupon.
Now Jin An, who is as rich as the stupid son of the landlord's family, is once again sealed against the robe.
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Sealed.
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After several seals, there was no movement in the robe on the table.
Nor can it be said to be a failure.
Instead, there was no movement at all.
"This result, there is only one explanation that can explain it, my current Yin Virtue is not enough?"
Jin An didn't think long before he was relieved.
Yes.
"Taishang Cave Xuanling Treasure Immeasurable Human Superior Wonderful Sutra" is a classic in Taoism, known as the head of the group of scriptures, the sect of ten thousand laws, and the source of all the law realms, with rich merits, and it is one of the most important scriptures in the "Lingbao Sutra".
In front of the Taoist classics where this kind of merit can carry heaven and earth, his yin virtue can be regarded as an axe and a dragonfly shaking the stone pillar.
When he figured out this, Jin An suddenly became a little bored, he knew that this would be the result, he should have taken cinnabar, black dog blood, and rooster blood at the beginning, and sealed them one by one, and the scriptures could not be sealed, so he would use the materials to make up.
With so many spiritual treasures piled up, he may be able to take the power of the Dao robe to the next level, and when he encounters a powerful evil demon obstacle in the future, he will directly take off the Dao robe......
Jin An was amused by his thoughts.
Life is so impermanent, how can everything go smoothly.
Jin'an adjusted his mentality in time, sought happiness in suffering, and faced life with sunshine.
Jin An is very open.
Anyway, the cinnabar handwriting on it can be erased, and it's not a big deal to find death and life.
These scriptures were written by him with his own five internal organs Qi and Lei Fa, and he was also able to use his own Dirty Qi and Lei Fa to erase the mana attached to the scriptures.
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"Old way, old way......"
On this day, Jin An held a Taoist robe in his hand early in the morning, and ran to the next wing to find the old Taoist priest, but first saw the sharpening sword in the backyard who was combing the stupid sheep and rinsing the cold water.
And the stupid sheep also rubbed the sheep's head and sharpened the sword from time to time.
No matter what time it is, this pair of brothers is always in harmony.
"Sharpen the sword, is Lao Dao in his room?"
Jin Anle looked at this pair of harmonious brothers.
"Master. β
"Hmm. β
Sharpening the sword replied.
Although the sword sharpening is wooden and silent, Yin Virtue is real.
"Good apprentice. Jin An narrowed his eyes happily, nodded and praised, then turned around and continued to look for the old Taoist.
Today's old Taoist priest has not been lying on the bed to recuperate, his body has recovered, and he is burying his head in painting the talisman, which is the water talisman that Jin An gave to the old Taoist priest to draw.
Now that the Cave Heaven Blessed Land is about to open.
Jin An naturally had to prepare early.
This fairy fate is rare, and he won't miss anything he says.
And these water talismans are his biggest reliance on this trip to the cave heaven blessed land, according to Jin An's plan, he will not dislike carrying a sack of water talismans into the cave heaven blessed land.
The world of Yuze, which has not even stopped raining for thousands of years, is not something that one or two water talismans can cope with.
The old Taoist priest did not live up to Jin An's high hopes, hiding in a shady place in a room where the sun could not shine, and he had already drawn several water charms on his hand, which were tightly pressed by wooden strips.
Good guy, at a cursory glance, there are at least more than a hundred water talismans.
When the old Taoist priest was drawing the yellow talisman, his expression was focused, until the old Taoist priest finished drawing the water talisman in his hand, Jin An saw that the old Taoist priest was hard, so he took the initiative to hand the old Taoist a cup of hard tea.
"Old Dao, thank you for your hard work. β
It wasn't until Jin An put down the herbal tea that the old Taoist priest noticed that Jin An was by his side, and the old Taoist priest looked at Jin An with some suspicion: "Little brother, you are very wrong today." β
Jin An was suddenly depressed: "What are you talking nonsense, you will say unlucky things in the morning, and you will touch your head." β
The old Taoist priest still looked at Jin An suspiciously: "Nothing to offer courtesy, either treachery or theft, little brother, you came to find Lao Dao me early this morning, and poured tea for Lao Dao and me, Lao Dao, I have a hunch, you must have something to ask for." β
Belch.
All right.
Jin An admitted that he came to the old Taoist priest today, and he really had something to ask for.
"Old Dao, you draw two charms on this robe in my hand, one is the Liuding Liujia Talisman, and the other is the Five Thunder Evil Charm. β
When Jin An spread out the Taoist robe in his hand on the table, the old Taoist priest's eyes suddenly widened like copper bells, and he jumped up from the stool in front of the table and looked at the five-colored Taoist robe in front of him in surprise.
On the inner lining of the back of the robe, it is densely written with small characters.
"It's... These are the scriptures of the Taishang Cave Xuanling Treasure Immeasurable Human Superior Wonderful Sutra?"
After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he said with an even more surprised expression on his face: "No, these words are not ordinary scriptures......
The old Taoist priest actually dipped his little thumb in a word, and then put it in front of his mouth and licked it with the tip of his tongue, and suddenly, the old Taoist priest was dumbfounded, and shouted in horror: "These inks are mixed with cinnabar, black dog blood, and noon rooster blood... Such a thick heaven and earth to the sun, these are by no means ordinary cinnabar, black dog blood, rooster blood, little brother, where did you find so many good materials?"
Jin An smiled without saying a word, without explaining, he took out a clay pot from his arms: "Old Dao, you help me draw two yellow talismans on the Taoist robe, and the remaining ink in this jar is given to you." β
The old Taoist priest breathed heavily, and suddenly his eyes couldn't be removed from the clay pot, as if he had guessed what was in the clay pot, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
The old Taoist priest couldn't wait to reach out and take the clay pot, and when he opened the clay pot lightly with some excitement, he actually rushed out of the clay pot.
Unexpectedly, a vision of yang steaming was born.
Although the old Taoist priest's ability is not high, but his knowledge is absolutely extraordinary, he looked at the clay pot in his hand, and then looked at the five-colored Taoist robe in front of him, and said in surprise: "Little brother, you were inspired by the Hades Temple, and you plan to refine this Taoist robe into a magic weapon?"
"It's like a magic weapon similar to the robe of the Buddhist Gate?"
Sure enough, it was an old Taoist priest, and he could see his thoughts at a glance.
That's fine.
Save the tongue of explanation.
Jin An nodded and said Yes, I am just planning to refine a magic weapon, what do you think of my magic weapon, I plan to refine a Taoist robe for you, you have copied so many water talismans, you can't let you work hard in vain, it just so happens that there is still a surplus of pen and ink.
Jin An: "Old Dao, if you also have a Taoist robe, what kind of Taoist scripture do you plan to copy on your Taoist robe?"
Yes?
Lao Dao was surprised, and then frowned in distress.
He's going to have to think about it.