Taolin ditch, located in the land of Sanjin, Yangquan City belongs, every season is full of peach blossoms, extremely beautiful, it is named after this.

Half waist of the mountain, there is a Qingfeng Taoist temple, which is the temple of the descendants who live in seclusion here, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the land is nationalized, and it is planned to be ruled by a village not far from the foot of the mountain.

The Taoist temple is not big, there is only one main hall and two side halls, and the courtyard in the middle is only a few dozen squares, but it is well maintained.

Due to the large-scale development of the city in recent years, this Taolin Gou has become a place for citizens to play and relax in their leisure time.

There are even playgrounds, ski resorts, and live CS and other entertainment venues built on the mountain.

So much so that this originally quiet and peaceful mountain has become a little smoky, but who cares about the purity of Taoism.

"Poor Dao cares!"

I saw a young Taoist priest wearing a plain Taoist robe, but only about twenty years old, said to the leader of the engineering team in front of him.

This young Taoist priest was extremely handsome, and although he was surrounded by more than twenty strong men at this time, he still showed himself with a polite attitude.

"Haha, you care about having a fart, and the nearby land is not yours, so stay there!"

After laughing, the leader of the engineering team stretched out his hand to push the young Taoist priest aside, but found that with his fat body, he couldn't push the other party in the slightest.

"Yo, Qingfeng little Taoist, this is practiced, no wonder you dare to come out and play tricks!"

When he encountered a hard stubble, the team leader suddenly came to his senses, but then he smiled disdainfully, reached out and patted the Taoist priest's shoulder and sneered.

"Sir, don't lie about it, the poor road is just expressing his own opinions, how can he be arrogant!"

The Taoist priest who was called the breeze bowed slightly, his attitude was still indifferent, and his temperament of not liking things and not being sad for himself made the little girls in the crowd not far away suddenly fall for it.

"Don't come with me to this set, the construction of a hotel next to your little broken Taoist temple has been approved, if you are still here to affect the progress, be careful that I will call the police to arrest you in the bureau!"

The team leader pointed his finger at Qingfeng's chest, and then motioned for his subordinates to take out a few documents for him to see.

"Alas~!"

After looking at a few documents, Qingfeng sighed lightly and stopped talking, shook his head with his hand and turned around and walked into the Taoist temple.

Although he was raised by his master since he was a child and did not officially go to school, it does not mean that he does not understand the law.

The document was clearly written in black and white, and it was stamped with an official seal, and he could not forcibly stop it under any circumstances.

Although it only took three or two strokes, he could easily clean up these people who destroyed the comfortable environment near the Taoist temple, but so what, no matter how powerful he was, he could be faster than a bullet.

"Master, I can't stay in the mountains after all, what should the disciple do!"

Walking into the main hall dedicated to the three Qing Daozun and the ancestors of the past dynasties, the breeze lit three incense sticks and muttered to himself.

This is the first time since the death of the master three years ago, Qingfeng has fallen into confusion, the master has been trained, and the subordinates are not allowed to enter the WTO and are not allowed to be officials.

It's easy to say that he doesn't want to be an official anyway, but it's really too difficult not to join the WTO.

With the increasing development of modern technology, it is not easy to hide into the world, not to mention that those places with good feng shui have long been developed into tourist attractions, and where can he move to.

"Master, what do you say our cultivation is for, does immortality really exist?"

Qingfeng sighed lightly, and looked at the master's tablet with nostalgia, although he and the master were masters and apprentices, they were father and son.

Since he was a child, he has been practicing and learning the Tao by his side, looking for dragons and points for others, ironically after the master went to the immortals, but there was no place to bury his bones, the reason was that he was not allowed to promote feudal superstition.

Qingfeng was very puzzled at that time, why those people who invited them to be worthy of the public could be buried in the earth if someone in their family died, but his master could not.

When he grew up, Qingfeng finally understood, it turned out that he didn't go up and down, but he knew what to do, he was about to have a problem with eating, and where could he get the extra money.

After accompanying the master for a while in the main hall, Qingfeng came to the side hall, which was the place where he rested for his daily practice, and was filled with all kinds of Taoist items.

I saw Qingfeng walk to a desk, take out a piece of yellow rune paper, lift the rune pen on the side and calm for a moment, and then suddenly put down the pen and began to write.

After three breaths, a new meditation talisman was written, and although nothing strange happened, the breeze became calm again in the process.

There is nothing magical about this, and anyone can achieve the same effect after more than ten years of training day out.

But Qingfeng was very serious and firm in his beliefs, because he had seen his master perform true talismans twice.

Once when the ancestral grave was moved to the big family under the mountain, the coffin was buried in a really good position, and in terms of what Qingfeng learned, it was the place where the corpse was raised, and the main family did not listen to the advice to worship, but at the same time encountered the moonlight and the cat jumping corpse.

Good guy, the zongzi in the coffin was corpse at the moment, and Qingfeng, who was more than ten years old, was so scared that he peed his pants, although his master was also afraid, but Fuzhi actually ripped off Qingfeng's pants in his heart, and tied the zongzi with a solid one with the boy's urine.

Then he took out an exorcism charm from his arms with a painful face, and put it on the head of the zongzi on his face, and the breeze at that time saw a red light flash, and the zongzi lay on the ground and did not move.

The second time was a year before the death of the master, a little girl in the village couldn't think of committing suicide, and she didn't know where she looked like a vicious method, and she wore a red dress before she died.

As a result, in the first seven nights, a young man made a fuss, and he bit off all ten of his fingers and ate them madly, and his strength was so great that seven or eight young men could not resist it.

It was also at that time that Qingfeng's master was seriously injured, and when he was in danger, he drew an exorcism talisman with his own essence and blood, and only then did he beat the red-clothed ghost to pieces.

Otherwise, with his old man's strong qi and blood, even if he lived for another twenty years, there would be no problem, and the Martial Dao Dark Power Grandmaster would not be an idle person.

After writing more than a dozen meditation talismans in a row, Qingfeng's whole person was in a mysterious state, and he took this opportunity to turn his pen and began to draw an exorcism talisman on a piece of talisman paper with difficulty.

After a five-minute stalemate, the sweat on Qingfeng's forehead kept dripping, but he didn't care about it at all, just one more stroke, he could draw the only inheritance of this Qingfeng view, and the master had only drawn it twice in his life.

"Huh~!"

It's a pity that at the last moment, Qingfeng shook his hand, and he stumbled and fell to the ground with a sluggish spirit, and it took a while to get up.

"Failed again?"

Qingfeng shook his head, but he was not disappointed at all, you must know that this is not those fake Taoist priests outside who deceive people, and they can draw as much as they want.

Since the loss of the aura of heaven and earth, those who can draw spirit runes without relying on mana, which one did not choose a specific day and time and place, and made sufficient preparations to succeed with the help of the great power of heaven and earth.

Compared to Qingfeng, he can draw the real talisman to the point of almost success under such simple conditions, and it can already be said that he is a genius in the sky!