The three Taoists left.

Ma Ping sat alone in the abbot's room with his eyes closed, reflecting on what he had done after being reborn.

At first, he was so cautious that he didn't even dare to go out of the Purple Mountain Temple.

After that, I slowly gained an understanding of the world, and I began to understand cultivation, and finally went down the mountain.

The tension of killing the imp for the first time.

The excitement of getting the golden finger for the first time!

Thinking of this, the corners of Ma Ping's mouth turned up slightly.

When I opened my eyes, my heart moved, and a pale golden light curtain appeared.

Looking at the familiar font on it, he muttered:

"After all, I still have familiar things to accompany me!"

Call~

The pale golden curtain of light slowly dissipated, and he closed his eyes again and continued to comb.

Although it has only been half a year since I was reborn, so much has happened.

Far more than 20 years of experience in the previous life:

After getting the system, explore and understand bit by bit!

See the gods for the first time!

The abode of the gods is a blessed place, and it is truly magnificent and rich.

There is also a plan to bring the dead back to life!

The ghost that has been dead for more than ten years can be resurrected!!

Open your eyes and look through the window into the distance.

The sky is blue and white clouds.

The top of the mountain is covered with snow, like a white-headed old man.

This white-headed mountain is connected with the sky, and the white clouds are set against the backdrop, and for a while it is impossible to distinguish where the mountain is and where is the sky~

Kill for the first time!

His brow furrowed slightly.

I can't forget the weird smile when Huang Chuling was killed.

Call~

"Gods, immortals, humans, demons, ghosts, the world is so wonderful"

"There is even immortality here!"

The frowning brow relaxed, and when he opened his eyes, a trace of firmness flashed:

For this wonderful world, for a higher place!

For immortality!

What can't be done?!

It's just one person!

Whether it is today's Huang Chuling, or tomorrow's Zhang Chuling, Li Chuling, they can all be killed!

Those who dare to stand in my way, kill!

Bang!

A trace of murderous aura appeared around his body, and the originally handsome and dashing young monk was instantly covered with a layer of evil aura.

After a while, Ma Ping restrained the killing intent in his heart, and the evil spirit slowly subsided.

The good-looking eyebrows are raised, and the corners of the mouth are slightly curled:

"Chengyun Dao Sect?!"

......

Time passed.

With the run-in, the newly recruited people of the Purple Mountain Temple slowly adapted to the life of the Taoist Temple.

Everything is on track and moving in a good direction.

In the afternoon of this day, Lao He sat at the gate of the temple and drank tea.

Now it's different from the past, and the view is really magnificent!

Four boys plus four servants!

Lao He now only needs to stare at the people below every day, and even has more time to drink tea.

Squinting and sitting in the chair with a backrest, humming a little tune.

"I don't want my Purple Mountain View to have today's scene!"

Lao He felt that even if he died at the moment, he would have face to see the old master underground.

Pick up the teapot, take a sip of strong tea comfortably, and lie comfortably in the chair.

"Huh!"

The white-bearded Taoist last time?

Lao He was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly stood up and looked at the Fuyun Dao people who came up the mountain.

Heap smiled to meet him:

"Floating Cloud Daoist, are you here, but do you want to see our Lord?"

"The Taoist chief asks the backyard to have tea for a while, and the small one will go to call the viewer"

So saying, he took a boy by the hand and commanded:

"Tong'er, take the Fuyun Daoist to the backyard for tea, remember the good tea I got last time!" Speaking of this, he turned his head again and said with a smile:

"Fuyun Dao Chief, last time the Taoist master of Beishan Temple sent a dragon bud incense"

"You give a review"

The people of Fuyun Dao shook off the dust and looked at the new mountain and wild view.

There is a sigh in my heart:

Who would have thought that the little Taoist priest who was unknown before would actually soar into the sky!?

Gently stroked the jade slip in his arms with his hand, shook his head, let's get down to business first.

Turning his head to look at Lao He, he nodded and smiled:

"Good"

Seeing the short and stout old man walking briskly to the back, the Fuyun Dao man smiled indifferently and asked the boy to lead him to the tea room.

The tea room is in the right compartment of the backyard, and the display is simple, with a tea table, plus three or four futons.

Behind it is a big Dao character, and the Floating Cloud Dao people are sitting quietly.

Tasting the light taste of spiritual tea, I didn't know where my mind drifted for a while.

The afternoon sun shines through the window, stretching and deforming, dividing the room into two color blocks.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, the ears of the people of Fuyun Dao moved, and they turned their heads to look over:

Entrance to the door.

A young Taoist in green clothes and a silver crown walked in.

Seeing that his eyebrows were slightly raised, a pair of eyes were even more radiant.

Thin, wearing a light green robe, indescribably romantic!

The people of Fuyun Dao hurriedly got up and said with a smile:

"Bright and long, well"

The person who came was naturally Ma Ping, and when he saw that the people of Fuyun Dao were so polite, he said:

"Friends of the Floating Cloud Dao are really tormenting me!" As he spoke, he pulled the Floating Cloud Daoist to sit down.

Then he lifted the teapot and poured tea for himself and the old Taoist priest.

At this time, the temperature of the tea was just right, Ma Ping drank it in one gulp, looked at the Fuyun Dao people and said:

"Daoyou is a rare guest, I don't know what is the so-called thing when I come to the Purple Mountain today?"

This is said directly, but the people of Fuyun Dao don't care.

He was also well-informed, and many ascetics were more excessive, and Ma Ping was now straightforward at best.

So the old man smiled and said:

"But I have to congratulate you first"

"I don't know where the joy comes from?" Ma Ping asked.

"To" Lao Dao took out a big red jade slip from his arms and handed it out:

"This is a Taoist jade slip, as long as you take a trace of breath, it will be yours"

Ma Ping raised his eyebrows and took it, looked left and right, and asked:

"What's the use of this jade slip?"

Seeing that Ma Ping was holding the jade slip, the people of Fuyun Dao did not breathe, obviously they were worried.

He shook his head and smiled:

"Identity certificate, with this, you are a member of the Chengyun Dao Sect"

Speaking of which, the people of Fuyun Dao were extremely envious in their hearts, that was a Taoist sect with an immortal ancestor!

After the death of ordinary Taoist priests, they can only go to the underworld to work as errands.

Although it is said to be a god, it is just to be a soldier!

But if there is an immortal ancestor, it will be different, and when the time comes, you can choose to go to the patriarch's cave and blessed land, and if you can't say it, there will be a chance to become a ghost and immortal.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled:

"Hehe, let's not talk about more poor Dao, Daoyou will naturally know after taking a breath"

Ma Ping thought for a moment when he heard this, looked at the warm jade slip in his hand, and after a little hesitation, he separated a wisp of breath into the jade slip.

Airplanes~

As soon as the breath entered, I saw that the jade slip was originally a bright red color, and at this time it was even more red.

A stream of information was fed back, Ma Ping was slightly stunned, and suddenly said:

"I see!"

This jade slip is actually the degree disc of the previous life, but not many Taoist priests in this life really have mana, so they changed to the appearance of the jade slip.

But the essence is the same.

With a flash of his eyes, the information in the jade slip was revealed:

Road number: Chongmingzi

Cultivation: Taoist priest (Dacheng)

Exercises: Pure Yang Gong

Place of practice: Pingyang Dao Palace - Purple Mountain Temple

Daoist School: Chengyun Daoist School

External power: none

Raising his eyebrows, Ma Ping looked left and right with interest.

The people of Fuyun Dao watched from the side, their eyes were quite hot, and said:

"Daoyou is a good opportunity, and he is a member of the Chengyun Taoist School"

"It's much better than me~"

Speaking of this, the Fuyun Daoist sighed and shook his head, and continued:

"And this jade slip, Daoyou can have 500 acres of farmland, which will be allocated by the county government."

"Five more families can be sheltered, and from now on they will be exempt from forced labor"

Ma Ping was shocked when he heard this:

It's not that the treatment is bad, it's too good!

This is equivalent to 500 acres of fiefdom!