Wrapped in silver, everything fights for frost.

As far as the eye can see, the heavens and the earth are silver-white, and the heavens and the earth are as one at this time.

On both sides of the road, the withered yellow weeds were covered with snow, and the weak stems and leaves were overwhelmed and fell on the black earth.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, a faint ink color appeared in the sky, adding a little different color to this side of the world.

Syllable~

The coachman played a whip and made a crisp sound in the wilderness.

Squeak ~ squeak ~

The snow on the road is too thick, and the carriage can only move slowly, but Wangjiazhuang is very close to the county seat, so there is no need to worry about sleeping outside.

In the carriage, there was a faint incense.

The thick mats are laid on the car board and are very comfortable to sit on.

Ma Ping sat diagonally on a cushion against the wall of the car, and a small table was placed in front of him, on which was a pot of hot tea.

Smokeless frost charcoal burned the warm flames, licking the bottom of the teapot little by little.

Holding the jade ring in his hand, Ma Ping closed his eyes, he was comprehending the third layer of pure yang gong.

It is said that there are a total of six levels of Pure Yang Gong, and every two layers correspond to a rank.

The first and second floors correspond to Taoist children, the third and fourth floors are Taoist priests, and the fifth and sixth floors correspond to high merit!

The upper level is not clear, but the third layer of the exercise is indeed different from the previous two layers.

Pure Yang Gong is the most orthodox practice of Taoism today, emphasizing the dual cultivation of life.

Sexual cultivation of God, life cultivation of the body!

The first two levels of the exercises are mainly in the cultivation of life, aiming to strengthen the body and cultivate the origin.

And the third layer?

"I don't want to be a completely different system from the first two layers!"

Turning over and sitting up straight, Ma Ping pinched his chin and muttered:

"It seems that from the third layer onwards, it is cultivation, but this is also the way it should be."

The Taoist rank is to accumulate mana, how can the mana come from non-cultivation?

"It's just that in this way, the cultivation is much more difficult."

The black carriage walked alone in the open snow, two straight ruts stretching silently into the distance.

"Phew!" the carriage slowly stopped, and the voice of the coachman came from the front:

"Dao Chief, seeing that the sky is going to snow again, there is a ruined temple in front, let's go in and avoid this before leaving, okay?"

Ma Ping lifted the curtain and looked at the sky:

Originally, I could only see from a distance, and the faint ink on the top of the mountain was already covering most of the sky at this time.

Nodding slightly, he turned his head to look at the ruined temple not far away, Ma Ping said:

"Yes!"

"Eh, you're seated, chief!" the coachman smiled and flicked his whip:

Syllable!

"Driving~" The body trembled and pulled up.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the gate of the broken temple in the car, and Ma Ping got out of the car.

I couldn't really see it in the distance just now, but when I got closer at this time, I realized that the ruined temple in front of me was actually a realm lord shrine.

The realm lord god is between the land god and the city god god, and he is also a righteous god with heavenly edicts, as far as the god level is concerned, it must be higher than the ghost of the Taoist!

It's just that the situation of the main shrine in front of me seems to be very unoptimistic~

Tell the coachman to untie the horse and tie it up, and then go and collect some firewood.

The old coachman naturally took the order and left, Ma Ping re-tied the jade ring on his belt, and then pushed open the door of the shrine:

Facing the door is a majestic statue of a god, wearing a military robe, with a long knife in his left hand and a wine gourd in his right hand.

On the left and right sides of the ancestral hall, there is a little ghost with a fork, blue and red, and a fierce god with grinning teeth.

However, it should have been dilapidated here for a while, and the three clay statues are naturally not good, missing arms and legs.

But that's not going to be mentioned for now.

In the ancestral hall, a young scholar saw Ma Ping come in, got up and saluted:

"I've seen the Taoist!"

This scholar is also to hide from the snow, Ma Ping smiled slightly:

"The poor road is the master of the Purple Mountain in the north of the city, where is Xiucai?"

When the scholar heard this, he hurriedly dodged and saluted again:

"It turned out to be the Lord in person, and the student Liu Jing came to see him!"

After the two saw each other, Liu Sheng pulled Ma Ping to sit by the fire.

Ma Ping took the hot water handed by Liu Sheng, took a sip and put it down.

"Wow~!"

Glancing at the scholar, Ma Ping couldn't help but say:

"The scholar's face is pale, has something extraordinary happened recently?"

The blue complexion is a sign of internal loss.

Hearing this, the scholar was a little panicked, turned his head and waved his hand and said:

"What can a student do? Don't talk nonsense!"

Ma Ping was already seventy percent sure at this time, and the scholar in front of him was afraid that he was contaminated by a foreign body and was sucked by yang energy.

Seeing the scholar's dodgy look, he sneered:

"You scholar is so ignorant! You don't know that a catastrophe is coming?!"

Seeing that the scholar was silent, apparently unconvinced, he said:

"Scholar don't believe it, you can press the acupuncture points on your back with your hand."

Hearing this, Liu Sheng trembled violently, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly bowed down and said:

"Please also ask the Taoist to save me!" After a short pause, he first told the matter:

"The student's family lives in the south of the city, and he likes to study by a nearby pond on weekdays."

"One day and night, the students were studying hard, and they didn't want to be called suddenly"

"Because the door was in a hurry, the students opened the door......

Ma Ping listened, and probably understood what had happened.

In front of him, Liu Sheng likes to read alone in the wild.

One night, a young and beautiful young woman suddenly called the door.

The two couldn't hold it for a while, and they had the good relationship of husband and wife.

For the next three months, every night, the woman would come to ask for pleasure.

At first, Liu Sheng didn't think much about it, and he naturally couldn't stop when he first met it.

It was only later that there were slowly suspicions:

"Not to mention the serious family, it is green. Floor. Prostitute. How can you be so unrestrained?

Speaking of this, Liu Sheng was already panting slightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued:

"The student thought to himself, I'm afraid this isn't some kind of monster, right?!"

"Thinking like this, the students didn't dare to go home, so they thought about going to a friend's house to hide, so they ran out during the day."

After telling the whole story, he got up and bowed again:

"Help, please!"

Ma Ping continued to ask:

"After what happened, the poor road has already known" for a while:

"But there is still something unclear about the poor road, why didn't you admit it in the first place, scholar?"

Liu Sheng said again:

"No, I don't say it. I just don't know how to talk about it!" he hesitated a little before gritting his teeth and saying:

"Dao Chief, it's too young!"

"Please also ask the Taoist chief to atone for your sins!"

was slightly stunned, but Ma Ping himself didn't expect this reason.

Shaking his head, he said directly:

"Does the scholar have the woman's belongings?"

At this time, the coachman walked in, glanced at Liu Sheng first, and then bowed to Ma Ping:

"Dao Chief, everything is arranged"

Ma Ping waved at the coachman, then looked at the scholar again.

Liu Shenggang came back to his senses at this time because someone came in, and immediately nodded and said:

"Yes, yes," he said, took out an embroidered shoe from his bosom, and was reluctant to touch it before handing it out:

"Dao Chief, is this good?"