Volume 1: Shining on the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 44 The Poor Family

When Ji Yuan led people back to Xuantian Temple, it was already past noon, and there was no one else in the temple except for his master and fifth senior brother.

His senior brothers, in the past two years, have been relatively busy, always taking a bunch of rituals, usually rarely stay in the Taoist temple, the closer ones are early and return late, and the farther ones will not see each other for several days.

The fifth senior brother is better, although he occasionally receives a few rituals, but most of the time he stays in the Taoist temple and takes care of the master and his brother wholeheartedly.

"In that case, you need to be more careful these days."

Zhang Zhiya sighed, thought about it and said, "Or you will go out of the city today, no matter where you go, in short, leave for the time being?" ”

The fifth senior brother Guo Tao on the side also nodded in agreement at this time, after listening to the junior brother's story, he couldn't help but sweat, he didn't expect a good deed of slaying demons and eliminating demons, there were so many twists and turns hidden behind it.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is extremely dangerous, and most of the danger is hidden in the dark, not in the evil monster.

At this time, a group of people sat in the courtyard of the Taoist temple, listened to the advice given by the old man, and their faces showed thoughtfulness.

However, Ji Yuan shook his head, glanced at Zhao Yuansong, who also had a calm gaze, and then said, "Unless we move directly into the county town, or find the shelter of a powerful force, there is no difference between avoiding and not avoiding. ”

After all, the person who plotted in secret, but he was able to set up an obscene temple under the nose of the city god, not only did the incense burn for a hundred years, but he was never even discovered by the county government.

For such a person or force, it is not difficult to find their traces.

"It's all my fault, and you're all in danger."

Zhao Yuansong got up and made a big salute to a few people, and then said that he would summon him back to the sect, and he would never cause a lot of trouble, and he turned his head and acted as if nothing had happened.

His gift, Ji Yuan and the others received it very calmly, only the monk Huixin was alone, and he got up in a hurry to return the salute.

"Fortunately, at this time, the county government will resist with all its might, unless that person loses his mind, he should not retaliate against us."

After the two of them sat down, Ji Yuan thought about it.

Previously, in the obscene shrine, Liu Hongsheng, the chief catcher, smashed the statue, which was the attitude of the county government to the outside world, and in the subsequent announcement, it will also be able to dilute the existence of these people.

In this way, if the person who is secretly plotting dares to take revenge on them, it will be regarded as a slap in the face of the imperial court, and then it will usher in the thunderous means of the Great Yu Dynasty.

"In the next few days, let's keep a low profile, and if we can, try to go out and around as much as possible."

Ji Yuan gave a serious admonition, but these words were more for Huixin.

Compared with this young monk who is not familiar with the world, Zhao Yuansong, who has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, can naturally know what to do and can take good care of the younger brothers and sisters around him.

"But then wouldn't we be able to probe the other two places that are suspected of having demons?"

Huixin frowned tightly and said in a worried tone.

Really!

Ji Yuan raised his head and sighed, he really didn't guess wrong, what should come will always come, it's just a matter of time or time.

If it weren't for the presence of outsiders, he really wanted to point at this monk and scold, why wouldn't he have opened his mind?

Zhao Yuansong glanced at Ji Yuan's expression, and after coughing lightly twice, he got up with his junior brothers and sisters to say goodbye, and before leaving, he also reported the name of the inn where several of them stayed.

After seeing the five people leave, Zhang Zhiya called his fifth disciple Guo Tao and returned to the house with him, saying that he had something to say.

The small courtyard that was originally crowded with people, and in a blink of an eye, only Ji Yuan and Huixin were left, but both sides had their hearts in their minds, and no one said anything for a while.

After a long time of incense, Ji Yuan looked at Huixin with a sad face: "You said you, can't you just open your mind?" ”

There are some things I don't want to say, and I can't afford to say them, after all, he Ji Yuan is not a Confucian sage who walks the world, and he has the heart to persuade people in the world.

But the monk in front of him had a deep friendship with him, and when he was eight or nine years old, he often secretly ran over the wall into Baiyun Temple, and chatted with Huixin for most of the day.

It was precisely the other party's enlightenment that made him have the idea of cultivation, otherwise he would not have sneaked into the master's room to look through the Taoist Bibles that were about to fall into ashes.

In terms of affection, the two have a deep personal relationship, and in theory, Huixin has the grace of guiding him.

So some words, after being silent for a long time, Ji Yuan could only say a few words patiently.

"Today's matter, your first question is that you didn't do your best when you fought the Fa, and you felt sorry for the loss of that little aura, what if you folded yourself in?"

"Is life important, or is it the aura and magic weapons that are important?"

Ji Yuan paused, and then continued angrily: "The second problem is that in the temple of the obscene temple, some discerning people can see the doorway, but you can't understand it, and you can puncture it on the spot!" ”

"In the past, I often said that you, the people who cultivate Buddhism have become stupid, even if it is mostly a joking tone, you can listen to it a little, don't really cultivate yourself into a fool!"

"Cultivating Buddhism is also cultivating the mind, so that you can go out of the door of the temple and go to the world to help the world and overcome the suffering of the world, not to let you hold those few Buddhist scriptures behind closed doors and read them from life to death!"

He said a lot in one breath, and finally leaned back in his chair with a helpless face, and looked up at the white clouds in the sky weakly: "The third question, it's good that you have the heart to help the world and save people, kill demons and eliminate demons, but you also have to consider your own safety or the safety of the people around you." ”

Some things can be done smoothly and smoothly without relying on a passion or a heart to help the world and save people.

For example, today's incident, Zhao Yuansong originally thought that since he had discovered the traces of demons and evils, he planned to kill demons and eliminate harm for the people, but in the end, he almost compensated himself.

And if it's just himself, the key is that he is still accompanied by his senior brothers and sisters, as well as Ji Yuan and other people who were invited to help.

If one is not careful, maybe the demon will not be able to be eliminated in the end, not only will he fall into danger, but he will also implicate the people around him in the end, and lose his life with him.

"I'm sorry, I was too stupid."

Huixin looked ashamed, and subconsciously wanted to fold his hands and recite a Buddha name, but for some reason he paused in the air, and finally put his hands on his legs weakly.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan just shook his head and didn't continue to speak, Fang Cai had already said a lot of words, if he could listen to it, he naturally didn't need to say it again, but if he couldn't listen to it, it would be useless to say more.

After thinking about it, he sighed: "Go back early, these days in the Baiyun Temple, don't go out if you don't have to." ”

Hearing this, Huixin nodded, got up and left, looking a little lost, thinking that those words, and what happened today, could be regarded as subverting many cognitions for him.

When the unenlightened monk left, Ji Yuan sat in the small courtyard for a while, then got up and returned to his house.

As soon as he closed the door, he took out a few spirit stones and placed them next to the bronze oil lamp on the tabletop, allowing it to absorb the spiritual energy contained in it.

This kind of practice is really a bit extravagant, a spirit stone is worth fifty taels of snowflake silver, and if it is exchanged for ordinary silver taels, it is as high as more than two hundred taels.

But at this time, it is not advisable to go out and walk, so naturally it is impossible to go to Mingxinxuan, and buy some Huiling Water with similar effects but much lower value.

And a magic weapon containing abundant aura in hand, in the face of danger, will undoubtedly make people feel a little more confident.

Ji Yuan sat at the wooden table, pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand and raised his eyebrows, and the white jade flying sword in the purple mansion immediately swept out, and as his mind moved, several artifacts appeared on the table out of thin air.

After a pause, he waved his sleeves forward, and a wooden table was instantly completely filled.

In front of the little Taoist, in addition to the bronze oil lamp that was absorbing spiritual energy, there were also three three-talent treasure coins, a brass pill furnace, a book with yellowed paper, and a lot of yellow and white things and a large number of spirit stones and spirit coins.

Among them, there are 100 taels of pure snowflake silver, 50 taels of ordinary silver, and a large stack of silver tickets, which have 5,700 taels after removing the odds.

In addition to the gift from the old man Zhao of the Zhao family yesterday, there are five hundred taels of gold on the table, all of which are long gold ingots of the same weight and shape.

It's just that in terms of value, these yellow and white things can't compare, the spirit stones and spirit coins on the side.

The former has a total of more than 200 pieces, all of which are standard styles, the length and width are no more than the size of the palm, and they contain pure aura, but because the number of auras is not too much, it is only a lower grade.

As for the latter, although there are only thirty-seven pieces, each one is worth a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, and even if it is really traded, the price will increase slightly.

This kind of spirit coin, whose original name is Yunling coin, is rumored to have been handed down from the Zhongzhou Dynasty, because it contains extremely pure aura, as well as a touch of mysterious and mysterious breath, no matter what it is used for, it can play a far more than the effect of the spirit stone, and it is also a hard currency between monks.

And these things in front of him, plus the long sword on his back, and the flying sword hovering by his side at the moment, are all of Ji Yuan's family background.

As for the bottles of elixir and stacks of talismans, they were not counted.

Looking at the family foundation he had worked so hard to accumulate, Ji Yuan sighed a little sadly, in his opinion, it was still a little less, and he couldn't wait to flip it several times out of thin air.

"The family is still a little tight!"

The little Taoist priest sighed, his thoughts moved slightly, and his eyes reluctantly put all the family wealth in front of him into the space in the white jade flying sword.

When the flying sword he named 'Xiaobai' returned to the Purple Mansion in the Eyebrows, there was only a yellowed book left on the originally full wooden table.