Chapter 39: The Ancestor of Taoism
"Sister Liu, why don't you even believe this!" Fang Chang couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Unless he is the reincarnation of Taishang Laojun, he has such magical powers, right?
Clear-eyed people know at a glance that this is a scam, but there are still many people who drill into it.
In the end, it's because of the backwardness of education, especially in places like the mountain villages.
"Dead horses should be live horse doctors! Anyway, no matter how bad it is, it won't be bad at all!" Sister Liu sighed.
"Wait a minute, I'll go with you to take a look!" Fang Chang thought for a moment, would his mother also go there.
Widow Liu nodded, and the two of them left one after the other.
When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they found that a lot of people had gathered at the entrance of the village!
Fang Chang and Sister Liu squeezed into the crowd. An altar had already been opened more than ten meters in front of them.
Four large flags made of golden cloth were planted around it, and a mess of charms were drawn on the flags with red cinnabar, which at first glance seemed quite like that.
On the altar was an old man about fifty years old, at this time he was holding a black dragon chess in both hands and shaking constantly, and he still had words on his lips.
And around him there were four Taoist priests in their twenties.
This battle looks a lot like that.
Listening to the people around him, Fang Chang knew that this was his own Xuanqing. It is said that he still learned his art from Maotai Mountain!
Fang Chang can be regarded as having seen a lot of immortals, and generally speaking, those immortals will have some immortal wind bones on their bodies. And this Xuanqing doesn't feel any immortal energy at all!
It is hard to imagine how much skill such a Taoist priest can have.
"This aunt, is it possible that this Taoist priest's talisman water can really cure all kinds of diseases?" Fang Chang asked a woman in her fifties beside him.
"I also heard what others said!" the aunt shook her head.
Fang Chang glanced at the crowd around him again, it turned out that there were many villagers who didn't quite believe in this Taoist priest's ability.
Although Fang Chang's question was not loud, it did cause heated discussions among the villagers. A lot of people started talking about it!
Xuanqing Daoist opened one eye slightly and glared at Fang Chang.
Then he pretended to chant and said: "According to the edict of the Taishang Laojun, the gods of the eight directions are gathered." Wind, fire, thunder and lightning rain, ......"
After he finished reading his words, the black dragon chess in his hand also continued to move towards the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a golden light that ordinary people could not see shot from the Black Dragon Order Banner to the sky.
This golden light was invisible to others, but Fang Chang could see it really.
Could it be that this old way really has some skills?
Before Fang Chang could react, the originally clear sky suddenly covered the sun.
The trees in the valley began to sway, and the mountain village, which had not felt a trace of coolness, suddenly blew a strong wind.
The dark clouds are also thunderous. Bursts of thunder resounded throughout the mountain village.
"Da Da Da ......"
The rain began to fall.
What started out as a drizzle quickly turned into a downpour.
When the raindrops continued to fall in this valley, the villagers also became agitated.
Takayama Village has not had rain for two months in a row.
It was a fatal blow to this mountain village, which relies on crops as its main income!
This rainstorm came just right.
"Respecting the teacher is the sect of Taoism, and he takes the suffering of the people as his own responsibility. A few days ago, he saw that the crops in this village were gradually losing their lives, so he specially ordered me to come here to cast a spell to rain to alleviate the suffering of the villagers!" said Daoist Xuanqing stood up from the altar and looked at the villagers.
"Oh my God. This is really the coming of the gods!"
"Dao Chief's mana is really boundless!"
A heavy rain completely dispelled the doubts in the hearts of the villagers.
The sky was clear and it was raining, and this brought too much shock to the villagers! In everyone's minds, only people with real mana can do this.
You must know that even artificial rain can only bring rain, but there is no way to summon dark clouds like him, and lightning and thunder!
Although this rain was indeed unusual, Fang Chang still had some doubts.
If he really has this magical power, why can't he feel a little mana on his body!
Seeing the adoring eyes of the villagers, Xuanqing didn't mention how proud he was!
"Birth, old age, sickness and death have always bothered you, this time since I came, of course, it was not just rain! There are also some "disease exorcism" charms that can cure all kinds of diseases on this side of the poor road, as long as you burn them and soak them in warm water, you can eliminate disasters and cure diseases after drinking them all!" Xuan Qing said with a smile.
"Dao Chief, please give me a talisman!"
"Dao Chief, please give me a talisman!"
All of a sudden, everyone rushed up.
"Listen to me. This exorcism talisman is an extremely profound Taoist charm, and if you don't draw a poor path, you will consume true yuan. It takes a long time for the poor Dao to recover. Therefore, there is no way to give this exorcism charm to everyone for free! Of course, my fee is not high, only eight hundred and eight for a talisman. Then my disciples will take the talisman and hand it out. It's all up to you. The channel will never be forced!" Xuan Qing finished speaking.
The four Taoist boys who were originally standing beside him walked to the center of the crowd with a sack.
Which song of Xuanqing just now begged for rain made everyone believe in him. Plus eight hundred and eight, that's not a big number. In exchange for eight hundred and eight in exchange for a disease exorcism charm that can eliminate all diseases, many people are still happy to exchange it.
Just when Fang Chang was hesitating to buy a talisman to test the authenticity, Xiao Shan's prompt sound sounded in his head.
"Taishang Laojun asks to contact you!"
Taishang Laojun?
This Xuanqing claims to be a disciple of Taishang Laojun?
Isn't that a coincidence?
Fang Chang didn't say a word, and directly entered the World Tree System.
Soon, the hologram of a gray-haired old man appeared in his mind.
He held a three-inch dust whisk in his left hand and a gossip mirror in his right hand. Behind him were clouds of auspicious clouds. Full of fairy spirit!
Seeing the shadow of the old man, Fang Chang couldn't help but be a little stunned.
The ancestor of Taoism, who is also the head of the Three Qings, Taishang Laojun, is really extraordinary. Compared to the God of Wealth or Tianyu, the gap between them can be seen with the naked eye.
"Hello, Taishang Laojun Immortal Venerable. Fang Chang said respectfully.
"Hello, Daoyou, I hurriedly looked for you, but it was a little abrupt, please don't be surprised!" Lao Jun said with a smile.
His gestures are very affinity, and he has no arrogance at all. This also made Fang Chang's first impression of him particularly good!