Daomen Huangting Sutra is divided into two parts.

The Jade Sutra in the Huangting Dynasty is passed down by Wei Huacun, the wife of Nanyue in the Shangqing Dynasty, and is the sect of the Shangqing Inner Refining Classics, and the methods included in it are even more broad and profound. So much so that thousands of years later, the patriarchs of the Daomen Neidan Sect will still draw nourishment from this classic.

However, the Dharma is vast and profound, and it is not necessarily a good thing for practitioners. In the Jingyu Sutra in the Huangting Palace, all the key points are related to a superior mantra in the Shangqing Dao Law, which can be said to be the general outline and hub of the Shangqing Dao Law.

However, for practitioners who are not from the Shangqing Sect, such a wonderful general outline of the Tao is tantamount to a huge and complicated labyrinth of buried treasures, and those who seek treasures will often get lost in the path composed of those seven-word scriptures.

Compared with the Jade Sutra inside the Yellow Court, the Jingjing Sutra outside the Yellow Court is much simpler, and there are not so many Shangqing Dao methods to ambush in it. But simplicity also means purity, and there is no complicated and clever Shangqing Taoist system in the Huangting Exterior Scene Sutra, but it has returned to the fundamental spirit of this immortal Taoist canon.

A big road leads straight to the sky, there is no long bridge on the water, there is no mountain plank road, the scenery may be mediocre, but it is a road that anyone can walk and anyone can walk.

Well, whether the little mute with the blood of the Rui Beast can take this path remains to be carefully observed by Wei Ye, the teacher.

The palms of the teacher and student were facing each other, and Wei Ye let go of the suppression of the hussar's heart seal. As the direct heir of the ancestral version of the hussar heart seal that spanned hundreds of years, Wei Ye felt that the breath coming from the palm of his mute palm was faintly resonating with him, and there was a slight sense of unwilling submission. He pondered silently for a moment, and then began to move his strength, the domineering aura that belonged to the ancestor version of the hussar's heart seal, and began to force the power of the hussar's heart seal in the palm of the little mute to keep retreating.

"The center of the palace is the king, good boy, you have to try to subdue it with your heart. ”

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Just when Wei Ye was half-teaching and half-unreliable teaching experiments, the toad Wang Chao was also following Wei Ye's instructions, and was struggling to carry out the inspection work assigned to him by the immortal warlock in Blackwater City.

There were four places in Blackwater City that were marked with red light as problematic, but there were only three that Wei Ye asked it to visit carefully. Because the most problematic place is the big worship temple in Zoroastrian, it is because it is too blatantly problematic, so Wei Ye does not need Wang Chao to take a closer look.

However, although Wang Chao, a toad monk, looks like a rough man, he is a little witty, and he also knows that since he was coaxed by Wei Ye to sign the deed of sale, all his honor and disgrace have been tied to this lord, so he worked extra hard.

The big worship temple is facing the crossroads in the center of Zoroastrianism, the sun has set west at this moment, but there are not many people on the road, only under an old elm tree not far from the big worship temple, there is a head wrapped in white cloth, a white cloth robe, like a monk wearing a bell-like old man sitting and shaking a fan. In front of him was a pottery urn, and on the side was a stool with two light pottery bowls on it.

When Wang Chao saw it, he knew that this was a stall selling sour cheese, so he stepped forward, took out a few copper coins that he had saved, and bought a bowl of sour cheese. On the edge of this stool, he held a bowl in one hand and crossed his waist with the other, sipping yogurt little by little, peeking at the movement of the great worship mosque.

Where such a place is offered to the gods, it will inevitably show some unusual atmosphere after being sacrificed for a long time. Wang Chao stared at a pair of round eyes, turned up and down, and saw that the light golden light of the sun in the west stained the shallot-shaped vault of the Great Chapel Temple, and a faint trace of white gas was faintly seen steaming on it, forming a cloud of faint and faint clouds.

Wang Chao brought the pottery bowl in his hand close to his mouth and took another sip, and pondered to himself: "Before I followed the lord, I also followed the short-lived old monk to the temple of Mrs. Diyi to pay respects. In the temple of Mrs. Diyi, there is also a trace of white steam, but it is mixed with thirty percent of black gas and blood light, which is not as pure as this big worship temple. It's just that the temples can show such a peaceful atmosphere, which must be dedicated to the great gods who have a way to come, and the local people worship and worship. And this trace of white gas is steaming, and there is no blood light and black gas, then it must be a righteous god who does not need blood food. But I don't know, why does the lord want to teach me to find out what foreign divine powers?"

He was thinking about it when a dark shadow flashed in front of him!

Seeing this black shadow flickering, he instinctively wanted to stick out his tongue and roll towards the black shadow, but suddenly remembered Wei Ye's command, and when his mouth was half open, he retracted his tongue Shengsheng.

When I looked at it again, I saw that the black shadow in front of me was an old hunchbacked old woman, but this old woman had a black cloth on her head, and only dug two holes in her face to show her eyes. The body is a bell-like burqa, the hem is straight to the heels, if it weren't for a pair of wrinkled hands still exposed, toad Wang Chao really thought that he had encountered a monster like a corpse monster in the ancient tomb.

The old woman never saw the strange appearance of the toad king with his mouth half open, and she also went to the old man who sold sour cheese, paid a few pennies, bought a bowl of sour cheese, and just held it late, put the whole thing under the black mask, and ate it all the way. That movement, no matter how you look at it, reminds Wang Chao, the toad monk, of those corpse demons who died under Wei Ye's sword, masked and head-wearing, and ate people without revealing their faces.

I heard the old man who sold sour cheese say to the mother-in-law who was wrapped in black cloth: "Have you heard? Yesterday, the officials of the Taishou Mansion went to the temple of worship to visit, and our Ibn Imal was stubborn, so we had to let these unclean officials in." These officials are really good at coercing our people, and they are really popular. ”

The mother-in-law who was sour cheese spoke in a somewhat muffled voice through the black cloth, but she kept nodding her head and said, "These officials are all eating lard, and they have not taken refuge in the Lord, and the sages have made it clear that these unbelievers are not allowed to enter the temple." Sooner or later, these rulers will also go to Hellfire. ”

The two parishioners talked in a low voice, but Wang Chao, who was standing on the side, couldn't hear it crying and laughing: "Which monk in the temple in the world doesn't point to the officials to come to pay respects? Why did you come here and dislike it?"

As he was in the middle of his stomach, he saw the old man selling sour cheese looking at the sun, and said to Wang Chao: "It's almost time to worship, this guest, the old man is going to close the stall." ”

Wang Chao didn't care about him, put down the pottery bowl and walked away. Along the way, groups of men dressed in white walked towards the mosque, and occasionally some women dressed in black went in the opposite direction towards their homes. It looks like a few extra spirits in the ghost team.