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Text Chapter 374 Goodbye Tianning Nunnery

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    There is an old saying: Blessings are hidden by misfortunes, and misfortunes lie on blessings. It means that blessings and misfortunes may convert into each other at some times. This saying is in line with the Taoist theory of change of yin and yang.  Mo Wen naturally understood this simple truth, but he still couldn't help but be afraid, because not all bad things will turn into good things. This time he got a blessing in disguise, which was really a fluke. His five elements belong to water, and he has inner elixir condensed, so his soul is not hurt.  The one who is missing is the ashes at this time.  "Master, do you mean that no one can hurt you in the future?" Lao Wu asked happily.  "No one among the immortals can hurt me, unless they know my weakness." Mo Wen looked around trying to find a container to store the Suan Ni inner elixir. After looking around, he did not find any suitable utensils. "Let's go, let's find a place to stay first.  After you recover from your injury, we will return to the Taoist temple. ""Sir, what kind of cultivation was that dragon before?" Lao Wu put the bag on his back and followed the illusory figure Mo Wen.  "The Dragon King should be a heavenly immortal, Long Zi is inferior to him." Mo Wen said casually.  "How about we send this inner elixir back after I recover from my injury? Keeping it is always a worry." Lao Wu changed his mind.  "You can send the inner elixir back, and you won't have to take revenge." Mo Wen nodded slowly. After the battle with the East China Sea Dragon Clan, he clearly realized the lack of his own strength. The top priority was to return to the Taoist temple to practice with concentration instead of causing trouble everywhere.  Since the previous fight took place in the mountains outside the city during the day, the fire and the fight did not alarm the government or the people outside the mountain. Mo Wen did not go out of the mountain and found an abandoned thatched hut in the mountain for temporary shelter.  .  The thatched cottage is not big, with a few houses that are relatively complete, with bedrooms and cooking rooms. This kind of thatched cottage is often seen in mountains everywhere. Most of them are people who are influenced by Taoism and Buddhism and go to the mountains to live in peace and quiet.  It was built, but the builder couldn't stand the loneliness in the mountains and missed his relatives. He left here after a few days of blood cooling.  After finding a place to stay, Mo Wen immediately sat cross-legged and meditated to gather spiritual energy, while Lao Wu, after heating the earthen kang, ran to the kang and fell asleep.  Whether it is the Small Zhoutian Qi Movement Method of External Alchemy or the Great Zhoutian Qi Movement Method of Inner Alchemy, they all have a common feature of the Shangqing Sect, that is, when practicing Qi, you only need to be calm and do not need to be in the air or center. When meditating, do not  Wen took the opportunity to conduct an internal inspection of his own spiritual energy cultivation at this time, and found that although the fire energy of Suanni's inner elixir burned away the turbid air in his body, it did not greatly improve his spiritual energy cultivation.  While preserving his vitality, it also kept his spiritual energy cultivation at its previous state. The spiritual energy emitted by the Suanni inner elixir was not absorbed by the refining.  The biggest change is the change of the body. Everything in the world is composed of the two qi of yin and yang. There are benign spiritual qi and malignant turbid qi. The spiritual qi makes things develop for the better, while the turbid qi makes things develop for the bad.  , taking a living creature as an example, if it is injured, the spiritual energy in its body will gradually heal the wound, and the slow healing of the wound is due to the drag of turbid air in the body. His situation at this time is not that he cannot be harmed, but that he is being harmed.  After being injured, the wound can be healed instantly with the help of spiritual energy.  As for the wound on his right chest, he has already used dragon scales to protect it. As the spiritual energy gathers and the body recovers, the dragon scale will embed into the skin. The wound protected by the dragon scale has turbid air. If it is injured, the turbid air will  The qi will spread throughout the body through this wound, causing the turbid qi to reappear in his body. The lack of turbid qi in his body is not caused by his own practice, but is caused by the burning of the fire qi of the Suan Ni inner elixir. If the turbid qi spreads throughout his body,  It cannot be removed again, and the ability of the wound to heal instantly is lost.  Fortunately, the dragon scale itself is also very strong, and ordinary weapons cannot penetrate the dragon scale. The most important thing is that others do not know where his cover and weak points are.  In the late afternoon, Lao Wu woke up from his sleep and went out to look for wild fruits and cassava. He had nothing to say all night. When he arrived early the next morning, Mo Wen opened his eyes to finish the exercise. He felt thirsty and took some wild fruits to eat.  "Master, how do you feel?" Lao Wu sat up straight and looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. At this time, Mo Wen's body had completely recovered, and his appearance had not changed at all.  Mo Wen nodded, then raised his finger and pointed at the corner of his eye.  Lao Wu raised his sleeves to wipe away his eye mucus, came over and looked Mo Wen up and down, and then stretched out his hand to touch, "Why is it the same as the real thing." "It is real in the first place. The human body is made of the condensed yin and yang qi. When scattered, there is nothing.  , it will take shape when gathered together," Mo Wen said casually.  "Here it is." Lao Wu raised his hand and pointed at the right side of Mo Wen's chest.  "Transform its alien aura and use its scales to strengthen it." Mo Wenyan then warned, "Don't tell anyone about this matter, not even your close friends." Lao Wu nodded repeatedly when he heard this, "How can you talk nonsense?  "Don't worry, sir, I know the severity." "How is your injury?" Mo Wen asked after nodding.    "It doesn't hurt much anymore." Lao Wu said.  "Mo Wen didn't ask any more questions after hearing the words. He stood up, put on his shoes, and went out for some fresh air.  "Master, what are you doing?" Lao Wu followed and pointed to Jiankang in the southeast. A large area above the city was covered by five-color silk.  "The Taoist is making the Luo Tian Jiao." Mo Wen said.  "What's the use of the Luotian Jiao?" Lao Wu asked.  "Being able to pray for the people can increase the country's fortune." Mo Wen took a deep breath of the mountain air. Cultivation not only requires a high level of understanding, but also a strong psychological endurance. Without a strong psychological endurance, you will not be able to know that everything is perfect.  After being transformed by the breath, he still maintained a calm attitude to look at the flowers, trees, people, birds, beasts and insects.  "It's really useful." Lao Wu curled his lips and asked.  "It must be useful." Mo Wen said. It seems that it is difficult to judge how useful this kind of untargeted ritual will be.  "Master, you seem to be raising a child for someone else again." Lao Wu muttered dissatisfiedly.  Don¡¯t ask if you don¡¯t know what Lao Wu is referring to and turn your head in doubt.  "You worked so hard to give the ruler wood to Nanhai, just to let the Jin people live a good life. This is great. Even if people get good things and benefit from it, they will think that it is all those Taoist priests who did this.  "No one knows you are responsible for Dajiao's contribution." Lao Wu became more and more indignant, "No one appreciates the real contribution, but just pretends to take the credit." "Helping others is not to get others' gratitude, but to help others."  In order to gain inner peace, if you have the intention of letting others remember your kindness, don¡¯t help others. The majority of people in the world are ungrateful, and there are very few who know how to repay kindness" "Don't ask if you see it.  Wanting to talk at length again, he hurriedly pointed in the direction of the Imperial City and changed the subject, "Sir, why do I feel that that place is so awkward?" "It has a demonic aura." Mo Wen said, looking at the Jin Imperial City covered by five-color silk cloth.  There was a vague sense of evil coming from the palace. Before that, he had known that the master of Jin State was transformed into a monster, but the evil energy he felt at this time was very mixed, and it did not seem to be caused by a monster.  ¡°Master, why don¡¯t we go to the city and have a look.¡± Lao Wu¡¯s curiosity arose again.  ¡°I¡¯m not going.¡± Mo Wen turned around and went back to the house.  By this time, Lao Wu's injury has stabilized. He can move freely but cannot fly. He is bored in the mountains. He is not a spiritual practitioner. His mind is wandering and difficult to stabilize. He spends his days in boredom like years.  Early the next morning, Lao Wu once again urged Mo Wen to go to Jiankang, "Master, let's go to the city to have a look and buy something to eat." Mo Wen was silent when he heard this. The reason why he didn't want to go to Jiankang before was  Because Ye Xiaoyao was there, if he went there rashly, he would be suspected of seeking credit, but if he thought about it carefully, deliberately avoiding suspicion would also be suspected of being pretentious. It would be better to go there openly and meet his old friends.  Having made up his mind, Mo Wen nodded to Lao Wu. Lao Wu ran back to his room, picked up his baggage, and followed Mo Wen to Jiankang.  "Is the Zhao family settled in properly?" Mo Wen asked Lao Wu while walking.  "Everything is settled." Lao Wu grabbed a bunch of red sour berries and ate them until his mouth turned red.  Mo Wen nodded when he heard this and said no more. After a while, the two walked from the mountain path to the north road of the city. When they were ten miles away from the north gate of Jiankang, Mo Wen stopped and frowned at a mountain peak in the northeast.  "Master, there are monsters in that temple." Lao Wu asked happily.  Mo Wen shook his head.  "Then what are you looking at?" Lao Wu asked.  Mo Wen still didn't answer after hearing the words. He withdrew his eyes and turned to walk south. What he was looking at before was Tianning Temple, which was the place where he and Zhang Dongzhi surrendered the centipede spirit. Hundreds of palace maids were trapped there. Before that,  He was determined to rescue those palace maids who were in a miserable situation, but unfortunately he never had the chance. After thinking about it carefully, it had been six or seven years, and he almost forgot about it.  The two were in a hurry and entered Jiankang before noon. Since a large number of Taoists gathered in the city to hold the Luotian Festival, Mo Wenwen pretended that no one paid attention to him when he entered the city.  "Master, where are you going now?" After entering the city, Lao Wu asked where he was going.  "Go to Zhang Cave." Mo Wen said. As the distance shortened, he felt more and more clearly that the imperial city was filled with evil spirits. This time he came to help Ye Xiaoyao get rid of the evil spirits that were confusing the court.  First, it can help Ye Xiaoyao, and secondly, it can also be used to request the royal family to release a large number of maids and concubines in Tianning Nunnery.  Jiankang City had not suffered from war before, and the city still maintained its original appearance. However, the price of grain, rice, silk and satin was much more expensive. This was caused by successive disasters in the coastal grain-producing areas.  The two of them had lived in Jiankang before and were familiar with the roads here. Near noon, they arrived at Zhang Dongzhi¡¯s mansion.Zhang Dongzhi has been promoted over the years and his mansion has been expanded, but the doorman remains the same.  "Let your master come out quickly. My master sees him coming." Lao Wu ran forward and said to the doorman.  The doorman of a big family, the guest of a Taoist temple, the waiter of a restaurant or restaurant, these kinds of jobs are all held by people with good memories and quick thinking. The middle-aged doorman still remembered Mo Wen and hurriedly ran out to salute Mo Wen.  , "It turns out that the real person is here. My master has been thinking about you. Please come in quickly. Please come in quickly." "Where is General Zhang." Mo Wen nodded in return and asked with a smile.  "Ask the real person, my master is patrolling outside the palace and is not in the palace. I will ask someone to call him right away." After the doorman finished speaking, he said hello to a servant in the courtyard, who hurriedly put down his work and went east.  .  The doorman led the two of them into the main hall, and then went down to prepare tea. After a while, someone brought tea to deliver it. Seeing this, Mo Wen hurriedly stood up and thanked him. The person who came was not a maid, but Zhang Dongzhi's principal wife, Fang.  Serving tea in person is the highest courtesy for entertaining guests.  Mo Wen and Fang are old acquaintances. Back then, he pretended to be Zhang Dongzhi's book boy and helped Zhang Dongzhi marry Fang. The two of them sat down to talk, smiling in a playful manner, sighing that the years had flown by.  After all, Mrs. Fang was a woman, so she followed the etiquette and chatted with the two for a while before leaving and went to the back hall, leaving the two of them waiting in the front hall.  From noon until noon, Zhang Dongzhi did not come back. Mo Wen vaguely felt that something was wrong. Zhang Dongzhi was a general and could ride a horse in the city. It would take less than half an hour to run from Zhang's Mansion to the palace. If he rode a horse continuously  It doesn't take more than a quarter of an hour. Why hasn't Zhang Dongzhi come back for so long?  Just when Mo Wen was confused, the servant who ran to inform Zhang Dongzhi ran back panting and spoke eagerly to the servant.  "Zhang Zhong, where is the master?" "Third brother, something happened, something big happened. The master was beaten to death by people from the Imperial Prefecture"
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