The emperor believed in Fang Xian, enshrined the major Fang Xian schools, set up Si Tianjian, and issued Taoist documents, which was the identity certificate of the Taoist, and he could enjoy a lot of treatment from the imperial court, and even receive the imperial court, and his status was no less than that of ordinary officials.

"Dare to ask Dao Chief, which Taoist temple are you practicing in, but there is a Taoist, what is the matter with coming to our village?"

The villagers stepped forward to ask, the tone was very careful, if there is a Tao, this is the immortal of the imperial court, according to the rules, the village chief should be notified to receive them, their status is low, for fear of offending the immortals.

Zhang Xian smiled bitterly in his heart, these villagers are too respectful, but he has no way to do anything, he has to think about it, this person who runs the rivers and lakes pays attention to all sides, he talks about people when he sees people, and he talks nonsense when he sees ghosts, and he can't expose his bottom line.

With his extensive experience, it was too simple to fool these honest and simple villagers, and he said casually: "Poor Dao is a monk from Kunlun Mountain, who travels down the mountain to practice, and is not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court, and there is no Tao." ”

"Kunlun Mountain, what kind of place is this?" several villagers were puzzled, they had never heard of Kunlun Mountain.

"Uh......"

Zhang Xian was also stunned, his bragging was a bit too much, Kunlun is a legendary fairyland, and according to legend, it is the origin of the ancestor of all immortals, and he also saw the record in the book, ordinary people don't know these at all.

However, the bragging of running the rivers and lakes is to pay attention to a mystery, and the more mysterious it is, the more powerful it is, if ordinary people know it, it is not mysterious.

"Huh. He smiled and boasted seriously: "Kunlun Mountain is a fairy mountain outside the world, far away from 108,000 miles, up to the heavens, down to the underworld, not in the Universiade Dynasty." ”

"Oh, 108,000 miles away!

As soon as the villagers heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't distinguish the truth from the false, and one of the villagers asked curiously: "So far, Daoist, how did you come to the Great Universiade Dynasty?

Zhang Xian laughed in his heart, he is now a Taoist, and he is not afraid of bragging and blowing.

But bragging also pays attention to a sleek, blowing out and coming back, if he says that he will ride the clouds, the villager will definitely let him perform, but how can he do anything to ride the clouds, this is not good.

His tone was quite modest, and he said: "The poor Dao is lowly, and it can't soar through the clouds and fog, it was the master who sent me to the Universiade Dynasty with the method of shrinking the land, so that I can practice and practice in the world. ”

"You won't be able to ride the clouds, do you know any other spells?" Several villagers became more and more energetic, and they all wanted to see the spells.

In fact, ordinary people are curious about Fang Xian, they are all curious about spells and immortality, and ordinary warlocks usually perform a few tricks to fool everyone, and the characters who are really Taoist rarely come out to run the rivers and lakes, and almost all of them make friends with wealthy and powerful people.

Of course, Zhang Xian can see the thoughts of a few people, he wants to show his Taoism, after all, if he wants to spend the night and eat in this village, he has to bluff these people first, but he is a person who is fleeing for his life, how dare he swagger through the market, and he has to be low-key.

His mind moved, and he said: "The cultivators of my generation practice spells are to subdue demons and eliminate evil spirits and save the people of Li, and you can't show spells at will, otherwise the spells won't work." ”

This is a common phrase used by charlatans, and there is no Taoism, so they have to fool around and say that they can't use spells indiscriminately.

When a few villagers heard this, they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Seeing this, Zhang Xian smiled secretly in his heart, changed his tone, and said: "I am here and want to spend the night in the village and beg for a meal, but cultivators do not owe cause and effect, there are sick people in the village, or there are demons and evil spirits, I can give it a try." ”

He acts like this, which is not only low-key, but also able to show his ability, and he does not eat and drink in vain, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone, and this evil thing is obviously not easy to encounter, but there are so many people in the village, and there are a few small problems, which is very common.

You must know that his grandfather and father both majored in medicine, and the one he saw the most was prescription medicine, and it was no problem to deal with a few minor problems.

Sure enough, several villagers immediately became interested, and one of the elderly villagers immediately said: "Dao Chief, you will cure the disease, it just so happens that my wife is sick, and I went to the city to grab medicine several times, and the illness is almost better, but it has been getting better, and I have a bad cough at night, Dao Chief, you go to my house and settle down, show my old wife." ”

As he spoke, the old villager quickened his pace and shouted to his house.

The rest of the people also shouted, and went to join in the fun together to see how the Taoist chief cured.

"Thank you, donor. Zhang Xian bowed, followed a few people, and asked, "Old man, haven't you asked how to call it?"

"The Taoist chief is polite, our village is surnamed Lu, and our ancestors are a family, just call me Lu Sanbo, and the village calls me that. Lu Sanbo said, and by the way, he also introduced the rest of the people: "This is my nephew, the second baby, this is also my nephew, called the dog baby, this is the fourth, this is the ......"

The ordinary people are illiterate, and their names are very arbitrary.

Walking through a few fields, Lu Sanbo pointed to a few tiled houses opposite, the smoke curled up, and he could smell the fragrance of cooking from a distance, and said: "My family lives here, the house is simple, don't be surprised by the Taoist." ”

"Hehe, where is it, Lord Lu Shi, you are polite. Zhang Xian smiled indifferently, but he liked the simple life of ordinary people.

Approaching the house, Lu Sanbo shouted from afar: "Old woman, there are guests, add personal food." ”

"What kind of guest is coming?" An answer came from the stove house, and then an old woman came out, with a few children, and when the children saw Lu Sanbo, they hurriedly called grandpa.

The old woman looked at Erwa and Gouwa and the others, and thought that they were coming to eat, so she smiled and shouted: "It's all my own family, what are the visitors, if you want to eat, hurry up and help cook." ”

"Third aunt, it's not us, it's this Taoist chief who passed by our village and stayed overnight. The second baby said, pointing to Zhang Xian.

"Yo! it's the Taoist chief!" Lu Sanpo saw Zhang Xian at this time, and hurriedly pulled a few grandchildren to salute together, but it couldn't make people laugh at the rudeness.

"Hehe, the old man doesn't have to be polite. Zhang Xian smiled, made a salute, and said: "I spend one night in the firewood room, I can shelter from the wind and rain, don't bother too much, but my food is relatively large, you can add three more people's meals." ”

He was not polite, and bluntly said that if he ate too much, he would treat it as a medical treatment and collect money, and he did not owe cause and effect, and he deserved it.

"Add three more people's food? Dao Chief, you haven't eaten for a few days?" Lu Sanpo was surprised, thinking that she was too hungry, and said very enthusiastically: "You can't eat too much if you're too hungry, it's easy to hurt your stomach, Sanpo will make you an egg custard." ”

Lu Sanbo and the others also looked at Zhang Xian strangely, this Taoist elder is young, only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he looks very thin, even if he hasn't eaten for a few days, he can't support the food of three people.

"Hehe......"

Zhang Xian smiled awkwardly, he was very grateful, this folk style was really simple, he had to say: "The Dao I practice consumes a lot, so I eat a little more, thank you for the old man's concern." ”

"Oh, that's right. Lu Sanbo reacted, this Taoist is a strange person, eating more, it seems to be quite normal, and shouted: "Old woman, hurry up and cook, the Taoist will heal, let the Taoist show you later." ”

"No hurry, no hurry. Zhang Xian hurriedly waved his hand, he still wanted to show his skills first, otherwise he would become a mixed eater and drinker, and said: "It's important to see a doctor, I'll show the old man first." ”

"This ...... How good is that? ”

Lu Sanbo was quite embarrassed, he didn't even have time to drink a cup of tea, so he began to see a doctor, which was a little rude, and hurriedly beckoned his grandson to pour tea and take the bench, and invited Zhang Xian to enter the house and sit down.

Zhang Xian followed into the house, and the rest of the people were not in a hurry to go home, so they all joined in the fun.

Lu Sanbo pulled the old woman and said: "Dao Chief, you can take a look, it's good now, but I kept coughing at night, and the doctor said that it was not good to break the roots, it has been more than half a month, and I don't know when it will be good to break the roots." ”

"Hehe, old man, don't worry, I'll take the pulse first. ”

Zhang Xian smiled, and everyone present was silent, for fear of disturbing the Taoist.

In order to treat himself over the years, he has studied a lot of medical skills, and he can be regarded as a good doctor after a long illness, and after his body healed, his eyes were clear, as if he had opened his mind, and he felt everything very well.

Divine loss, as the name suggests, is the spiritual loss of the original spirit.

Generally long-term illness does not heal, the body is damaged for a long time, which will inevitably lead to lack of energy, although the condition has recovered, but the body is weak, and the spirit is difficult to recover for a while.

If you are young, you only need to condition your body and rest more, and you will naturally recover, but for the elderly, your body has aged and your yang qi and blood are depleted.

If nothing else, within a few days, Lu Sanpo will be ill, and within a month, she will inevitably die, and the general doctor's decoction is difficult to cure.

But ordinary farmers, how can they have the money to buy big supplements.

However, this matter is not difficult for Zhang Xian, he understands the truth of the maintenance of yin and yang, yin and yang, mutual growth and restraint, yang can nourish the yin soul, and the yin soul can also act on the yin soul.

In other words, when encountering this situation, there are two ways to solve it, one is to condition the body, and the other is to directly regulate the original spirit.

He was grateful for the simple enthusiasm of the farmer, so he didn't say anything scary, but said lightly: "It's not a big deal, it's a little evil, I'll draw a bowl of runic water, and the old man will be fine if he drinks it, bring a bowl of water." ”

As soon as he heard this, Lu Sanbo hurriedly went to get a bowl and poured a bowl of water, but asked curiously: "Dao Chief, you want to draw a talisman to burn talisman water, our countryman has no pen inkstone cinnabar, what can I do?"

Several people present also looked at Zhang Xian, Zhang Xian was simple, and he came out to travel, but he didn't even have a burden, just a stick in his hand, and no other things from Taoist priests.

"Hehe, I draw talismans, no need to pen inkstone cinnabar, and no need to burn talisman paper. ”

Zhang Xian smiled, in fact, he can even use this water bowl, but he doesn't use anything, it seems too simple, and walking the rivers and lakes, you must know how to hide your skills, you can't be too ostentatious in the market, and you have to keep a hand in everything to prevent accidents.

He then began to cast a spell, closed his eyes, recited a mantra in a low voice, meditated, and as soon as his eyes opened, his eyes were heavy and his eyes were extremely deep.

"Oh......!"

A few people present didn't see the heavy pupils of Zhang Xian's eyes clearly, but they all saw the change in their gaze, and they couldn't help but be stunned, this Taoist of Kunlun Mountain, really has a way!