Chapter 174: The Refining of the Dao of the Red Dust (Part 2)

This time, Zhang Dong left without any worries. He didn't have to go to Huangshan like before and found a reason to ask for leave. He was afraid that the school would be dissatisfied and the teacher criticized him. He was a bit like a "monk-to-be-homeless" practitioner. He had to be complacent and proud.

Going to Xichuan, going to Qingcheng, making friends and visiting talents, and exploring the scenery, this is what the practitioners should do. Staying at home all day long, accompanying a group of children to make fun of them and reviewing exams is too vulgar. The more Zhang Dong thought about his previous actions, the more wrong they were. It was true that he was quiet in Taoism, so that he could understand these principles. Ten feet of worldly world were not a place to play.

When he walked to the train station and bought a ticket to Shudu, Zhang Dong frowned slightly and walked through countless passengers. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth swirled around him, cleaning away the dust and dirt from the world. It seemed that only in this way could he feel a little more comfortable.

With his Taoist practice, he can already use Yin Shen to build up a few tons or even dozens of tons of huge rocks, but the physical body is different from the lifeless stone. The so-called ***A mortal body is as heavy as Mount Tai. As long as it is not a corpse that completely cuts off vitality, even if the Yin Shen leaves the body, the physical body is still a yang object. If the Yin Shen cannot be born and cultivated into the Yang Shen in one day, he cannot lift the physical body from a long distance to fly. Although it can be used to wrap the physical body from a close distance, it can only be at a low altitude, and the momentum is too high, and it is easy to be discovered by people.

Therefore, if you want to go to Xichuan, you still have to take the train.

The transportation in 1998 was not as convenient as that of later generations. Zhang Dong walked in a hurry and was not in a hurry to buy a sleeper. He could only buy an ordinary ticket. After getting on the bus, he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep: "What a irritating place, the air is especially dirty..."

The carriage was filled with all kinds of people, and some people even took off their shoes and hanged out a pair of sweaty feet. The cheap smell of women's fat, sweat, and smelly feet formed a strange smell that was sour and smelly. Not to mention Zhang Dong, a monk who is used to breathing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth between the mountains, even a person with a slight obsession with cleanliness will not be able to stand it.

And he had to endure thousands of kilometers until Xichuan. Zhang Dong frowned repeatedly. If he had known this, he might as well buy a car and drive it by himself. Anyway, my dad got his driver's license for him half a year ago.

After the train started, the air in the carriage was better. Zhang Dong opened his eyes slightly and looked at everyone in the carriage, but his eyes were filled with a sense of being arrogant and lofty, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

The inner demon came, and it was colorless and formless. Zhang Dong had already passed the 29th level of tribulation. After the Yin God was infinitely close to the body of the Sanjiu True Yin, he faintly developed a "cold and high-end, isolated in the world" heart, but he was always suppressed. Later, he saw Zhang Ning's actions with his own eyes. Although he opposed it in his heart, he also had a hint of hesitation - "I will become the same as Zhang Ning in the future"? After several months of meditation, he not only mastered the forbidden magic power, but also made great progress in the cultivation of life skills. This time, it was like a volcano erupting, and all the negative factors were reflected. Although he had not yet become an immortal, he had a cold "immortal heart". Looking at mortals and things was like people looking at ants, high above.

The girl sitting opposite was quite beautiful, especially her temperament. In this carriage filled with all kinds of ancestral veins, it tasted like a sweet orchid in the room. Zhang Dong looked at her a few times and shook his head slightly: "I am indeed a beauty, but unfortunately, my beauty is white and white. No matter how beautiful it is, it will be ten years. A hundred years of life will be a piece of loess sooner or later. It's a pity, it's a pity."

"Ah" The bandit who stared at Zhang Dong felt his eyes hurt sharply, and he fell down on his back.

"If you are not at ease, then you will die."

He threw away a pair of eyes in his hand and stepped on it into blood mud. Zhang Dong shook his body and suddenly came and went back and forth at both ends of the carriage. He heard four screams of ahhhhh. The four bandits guarding the passage were all whispering blood in their temples and fell down on their backs.

In just a few seconds, six lives were gone. Zhang Dong flashed back to his seat and didn't even look at the corpses of these chariots, as if he had either killed someone or killed six ants.

The carriage was silent, with only the heavy breathing of hundreds of passengers remaining. It was said that Zhang Dong stood up and killed the bandits, which should be a hero, and he received applause. But when everyone looked at this young face, they were not in a state of applause. The scene just now flashed through his mind, and the scene was like a massacre scene, and his heart was filled with cold air.

The girl opposite had a white face, and she snuggled up with her boyfriend, shaking into a ball, and she felt that this "savior" was even more terrifying than the bandit just now.

Zhang Dong exhaled, feeling a sense of pleasure in his heart. The unhappiness along the way was all relieved during the murder process: "It turns out that ants are also useful as ants. It is better to use them to expose the depression in their hearts."

"This little comrade, thank you for standing up to fight against the robbers just now. But if you kill six people in a row, you may be suspected of being too defensive. We need you to cooperate with the investigation and take a trip."

Two people wearing crew uniforms walked up to Zhang Dong, discussing in a gentle tone, while secretly looking at the six dead bodies at the scene, and chilling in their hearts: "Who is this young man? From the National Martial Arts Team or a special force, why don't he keep a living if he takes action?"

Zhang Dong's evil methods made these two old fried dough sticks dare not be negligent, and they were a little scared.

"A walk?"

Zhang Dong looked up at the two of them, his eyes were cold, and the two policemen shivered again: "Don't misunderstand me, I'm just assisting in the investigation. In the general direction, what you did right is...it's..."

"But crush a few bed bugs to death, what can I do to cooperate with the investigation? You two... make this call..."

Nowadays, even for ordinary people, even policemen, Zhang Dong is too lazy to say more. He took out his pen, wrote down a phone number and handed it to one of the policemen. This number was given to him by He Jun, and it is said that it can solve many troubles in the secular world.

"Tel?" The old policeman who took the number was an old policeman. When he saw that the area code at the beginning was 010, he was stunned. He was so excited that he winked and asked another policeman to call.

The policeman went faster than he came. He jogged back to Zhang Dong all the way, and didn't even bother to communicate with his colleagues. He just gave a standard salute: "Chief, I'm sorry."

Zhang Dong raised his eyelids: "Is it okay?"

"No... no, no, the matter here is gone, but we temporarily arranged a soft sleeper for the chief. Please follow us..." The police laughed and sweated. The phone call just now was from the General Staff. The other party said: "Prepare the chief to settle the chief is your most important task at present."

He Jun and the others are different from the "special department" and are the trump card of the General Staff. That time, when he dealt with the old ghost in Yimei, He Jun left this phone number and reported Zhang Dong's situation to the General Staff. Currently, Zhang Dong belongs to the "future leader" in the special personnel file of the General Staff.

"Okay, I'm tired of being here too."

Zhang Dong nodded, got up and followed the two passengers to the soft sleeper car. The environment here was much better. Not only did it not smell smelly of stinky feet, but it also had a faint perfume smell. The car arranged for him was the highest level, one room for each person, which was spacious and comfortable. Zhang Dong nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to let the two passengers go out.

"No wonder the Earth couple is the first, and Earth is the first. Those who practice against the heavens and change their destiny and practice hard. How can they do it without finding a blessing in the world? It would be strange if they are mixed among these ordinary people all day long and do not have a demon in their hearts."

Zhang Dong secretly contempted in his heart: "I have seen Nengzu this time, so I should see what kind of blessings there are in Qingcheng. If there is, I will take it for it. In the future, I should still avoid the world and practice, and avoid going to the mundane world to hang out with those ants..."

It is probably because he saw that Zhang Dong, the young "chief", was a bit strange. Neither the flight attendant nor the flight attendant came to disturb him. More than three hours later, Zhang Dong woke up from his inward vision, but Shudu arrived.

The beauty of Shu Capital lies in its natural laziness, slow pace of life, first-class enjoyment, which is quite consistent with Taoism's way of cultivating the mind and cultivating nature. However, Zhang Dong intends to be in Yeze and is not in the world, so he leaves the railway station and goes all the way to Qingcheng without delaying any time.

Great Hidden in the world? Then it must be achieved first. Zhang Dong once hid his shortcomings, thinking that he was Great Hidden, but he didn't know that it was because of his low realm, so he could naturally endure the noise of the city. When he reached his current state, he would stay in the downtown city, either going crazy or pursuing fame and fortune, and going astray like Zhang Ning.

If it is not Dayin, don’t show off and hurt others and yourself. This time, Zhang Dong came to Qingcheng by skipping classes. He ignored his family’s feelings and said that it was unbearable. However, he also pursued his true nature. If he didn’t like it, he would leave. If he couldn’t stand the ugly appearance of the world, he would not look at it. As for whether he could refine his mind and finally understand the principles of refining the Tao of the world and Bodhisattvas entering the world, it would depend on opportunities and fortunes, and he would not be able to come at all.

This is the hurdle that he must pass, and he cannot avoid it. Practicing Taoism cannot be done by just moving his mouth. If one cannot control himself and becomes a mental illness, then no one can blame him.

Qingcheng has been one of the thirty-six cave heavens in Taoism since ancient times and a famous blessed land. In "The Legend of Swordsman of Shushan", it is also one of the two righteous ways that are powerful in the world. It is with Emei and looks down on the world. When disciples go out, they rob and kill people. They are in line with the number of days, making people speechless.

Zhang Dong has also been famous for a long time. With his fast pace, he walked into the mountains and saw flowing springs and waterfalls everywhere. It was simply incomparable to the world of the mortal world, and he felt much more comfortable in his heart.

However, after searching for it, I didn't see any "Ciguang Temple". I realized that this guy was just saying that he was in Qingcheng Mountain and had no specific address. Qingcheng was so big, but where did he look for it? It was Zhang Dong who escaped from the Yin God and transformed into millions of divine thoughts, covering the entire Qingcheng Mountain area. After careful inspection, he discovered several Buddhist temples.

Qingcheng Taoist temples are like clouds, but Buddhist incense is much worse. Most of these families are dilapidated. Not only are there few pilgrims, but they don’t seem to be newly built. Instead, there is a family located on a branch mountain connecting Qingcheng. Although it is not as popular as it is, it looks like a newly built one. Zhang Dong put a ray of divine thoughts in front of the temple and saw the brand new plaque with the words “Ciguang Temple” written on it.

"It should be this temple."

Zhang Dong speeded up his journey and took a shortcut. When he arrived at this branch, he asked passers-by, and found out that this mountain range was not the real Qingcheng Mountain, but was called "Qingfeng Mountain". The predecessor of Ciguang Temple was called Puzhao Temple. It was also the murderous devil Zhang Xianzhong of that year when he entered Sichuan, he was destroyed by war. It was only recently rebuilt. Because the temple is remote and has almost no incense, no monk was willing to serve as the presidency for a long time, but the monk Nengwu, the monk Hua, took advantage of it.

"It's better to have no incense, and there are less troubles from people..."

Zhang Dong was calculating in his heart, and he didn't realize that he had arrived at Ciguang Temple. He didn't expect that there were only two young monks in the temple. When he asked, he realized that he was good at public relations work. Within a few months after he came, he made contacts. He took a job at a water and land ceremony the day before yesterday and took a large number of disciples down the mountain to do rituals.

Zhang Dong was too lazy to find him. If the Water and Land Dharma Assembly was too big, it might have to make trouble for dozens of days, and it would be so annoying that it would be so annoying. It would be better to practice here while waiting for the enlightenment to come back. So he asked the two little monks to arrange a backside Zen temple and live in first.

There is no time in the mountains, and Ciyun Temple is a rebuilt ancient temple. It is located deep in the mountains. It is not even a road, not to mention the tourist route. Not to mention pilgrims, it is difficult for even ordinary tourists to see it. This just fits Zhang Dong's wishes. Living in such a quiet mountain temple can make even ordinary people purify it, and it is a good place for practitioners to work hard.

On that day, Zhang Dong had breakfast, sat on the cloud bed and began to transport kidney water and condense his life skills. After several months of practice, his kidney water had been opened, and he was connected to the eight extraordinary meridians, forming a small cycle. The thoughts were everywhere, and the sound of water rumbling. A dozen meters away, you could hear the whistling sound in the Zen room, as if there was a big Yangtze River hidden inside, buzzing, buzzing...

The two little monks and Nengwu have been together for so long, and they know that the host is an alien. Now that they see the host's friend making a loud sound of water in the room, they dare not ask more. They just guessed that this might be a river demon dragon monster, and they happened to be a pair with our host. Therefore, they all walked away from afar and did not dare to get close to disturb them.

After Zhang Dong moved the rivers on both sides for thirty-six cycles, he saw a warm breath gradually appear at the root of the kidney water. He knew that yang energy was produced from the kidney yin, which was the raw material for the furnace and cauldron. However, judging from the speed of kidney yang production, it would take three or five years to erect the furnace and cauldron. So he directly divided the vital energy from the lower dantian and seeped into the yang roots of the kidney... Sure enough, as soon as the vital energy arrived, Zhang Dong felt that his two kidneys were extremely hot, as if they had been poured into a bucket of oil and lit the fire. The kidney water roots roared and shaking repeatedly, producing a large amount of kidney yang energy.

"It's almost done, shock the sea of ​​air, set up the furnace tire, right now"

Zhang Dong was overjoyed. He just guided the kidney yang energy to return to the upper part of the Qi Sea and stood up a hazy phantom of the furnace and cauldron. He heard a man's voice coming from the front: "My little master, I'm just studying here for a month, preparing to review the college entrance examination. Can't you borrow a Zen room? I'll just give incense money."

"Well? He is a college entrance examination student, it's interesting."
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