Chapter 391: classic

Mei Qing held two things in her hands.
　　 She looked at the mist in front of her.
　　 The thick mist is pure and flawless.
　　 hardly any impurities!
　　 took a deep breath, and there was no unpleasant smell in his lungs.
　　 It's not as clean as the world!
　　 "Where is it?" Mei Qing thought.
　　 Unfortunately, the fog here is too heavy.
　　 and...
　　 In this mist, Mei Qing's mana and cultivation level seemed to be locked.
　　 She cannot use it, nor can it use it.
　　 Just like the hard practice of the past years, I did white work.
　　 "Anyone?" she asked.
　　 The voice echoed in the mist.
　　 did not respond.
　　 It seems that this place is an uninhabited place.
but……
　　The ground on which the foot is stepping is very strong and very flat.
　　 is like stepping on the marble hall of the palace!
　　 So, there are people here!
　　 At least, there is something.
　　 Meiqing raised her foot and walked forward bravely.
　　 The mist seems boundless, without boundaries, and vast.
　　 I don't know how long I have been walking in this, when Mei Qing was already panting.
　　 In the depths of the fog ahead, an orange light appeared quietly.
　　 "The lamp?" Mei Qing stopped, she looked at the lamp and hesitated.
　　 because...
　　 The appearance of that lamp is so strange!
　　In such a misty place, the visibility is not square inches.
　　 Moreover, all spells and magical powers cannot be used.
　　 But there is a light that suddenly appeared in it.
　　 Although the light looks dim, it is extremely conspicuous in the fog.
what does this mean?
　　 Meiqing knows naturally.
　　 That must be the lamp of the lord of this place!
　　 And what is the owner of such a strange misty land?
　　 Nowadays, the gods and Buddhas are all lost.
　　 Legend has it that someone once saw the gossip furnace dumped by Taishang Laojun in Huoyan Mountain.
　　 Legend has it that someone was in the South China Sea and saw a monster mist rolling in the purple bamboo forest.
　　 Legend has it that someone once saw a big Peng spreading its wings in the lion tuoling!
and so……
　　The owner of this place, what will exist, do I still need to think about it?
　　 Meiqing lingered, hesitating.
　　 But the mist seems to come to life at this moment.
　　 The mist around the body rolled around, like a ghost.
　　 In the distance, there is a terrifying and strange sound.
　　 In vaguely, she seemed to see an indescribable monster crawling from the depths of the mist.
　　 She took a deep breath: "It seems that I have to go to the place where the light is!"
　　 She knows, this mist really has its master.
　　 The master is urging her.
　　 come...or die!
　　 She has no choice but to move forward.
　　 Sure enough, as soon as she started walking, the fog calmed down and peace was restored.
　　 Soon, she walked to the light.
　　 The orange light shakes the dense fog.
　　 The fog has become much thinner.
　　 She can even see the place where the light shines.
　　 A strange red brick building.
　　 The gray wall was covered with dust, and a plaque full of mottled traces of time was hung at the door.
　　 The two sides of the door are decorated with some kind of colorless glass.
　　 A figure stands at the door.
　　On the bank of the shadows? 　A little cat shadow? 　影影超超.
　　 Meiqing swallowed and stepped forward with all her courage.
　　 She looked at the mottled plaque.
　　 "Qiyuan Bookstore?"
　　 Those are a few words that seem to be simplified.
　　 Meiqing asked cautiously: "Respect driving..."
　　The figure at the door? 　 went under the light.
　　Just a glance, Mei Qing's hands and feet are cold? 　The whole body is shaking.
　　Because the man is wearing a head that is almost made of mist.
　　 In the thick rolling fog, there seemed to be two streams of fire in the eye sockets, slowly swaying.
　　 And its lower body? 　 more weird.
　　 wears unheard of clothes, looks very clean and weird.
　　Beside him, a little black cat? 　 followed closely.
　　Meow!
　　 Black cat whispered? 　 Makes the scalp numb? 　 Liushen disturbed.
　　God!
　　 A who was cultivated as a cat demon!
　　Moreover, it is the righteous who enjoys the incense rites of a country and the people worship!
　　 Because behind the cat, a weird building is reflected.
　　 Endless prayers of the people overflow from it.
　　 As everyone knows, now because of the evil scriptures and chaos, gods and Buddhas are lost.
　　 According to legend, even the West Tianling Mountain was invaded by evil spirits.
　　 Tathagata's golden body was also broken.
　　 Within the underground palace, there is no Yama, ghosts dancing, and the body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has been stepped on the Stygian River by the truth of his mount.
　　 The is not empty, and the Bodhisattva who swears not to become a Buddha will never be able to fulfill his vows.
　　Because he himself became a part of this hell.
　　 So, how did the righteous who cultivated as a cat demon escaped that catastrophe?
　　 Meiqing doesn't know.
　　 But she knew that she had encountered an unknown that no one had encountered.
　　 "Guest..." The monster's voice came from his ears, unexpectedly very easy-going, and even friendly.
　　 "Did you get lost in this foggy day?" He asked.
　　 The fire in the eye sockets slowly lit up.
　　, like a golden crow, spreads its wings and soars, rolling in the dense fog of the head.
　　 The alarm bell in Meiqing's heart is ringing!
　　 She quickly glanced at the plaque at the door, and immediately said against her will: "Respect, poor road is here to buy books!"
　　 As she talked, she hit an inspector and showed her whiskers.
　　………………………………
　　 Lingping looked at the little Taoist aunt who claimed to be the ‘poor Dao’ in front of him with suspicion.
　　 Is she about 18 or 9 years old? Maybe twenty years old?
　　 is very young anyway.
　　 just...
　　 Where is Dao Robe?
　　 Where is the crown?
　　 Take a whisk and call yourself a poor way?
　　 Is Taoist income so generous now?
　　 After thinking about it, Lingping had to admit that the Taoist income is so loose now.
　　 Discipline?
Learn?
nonexistent!
　　 The Dao books of the Zhengyi and Quanzhen factions can be obtained by individuals if they wish.
　　 This is also forced by the monks!
　　The great monks nowadays, as long as they enter the gate of his temple, all those who burn incense are laymen.
　　 Moreover, various well-known temples have also become corporate.
　　 The monks clock in at work, with five insurances and one housing fund, as well as year-end bonuses and stocks.
　　Some great monks, big gold chains, big watches, sports cars and nightclubs are one-stop trainers, they are still master monks!
　　 Taoist priests have no choice but to follow up.
　　 Otherwise, the leeks will be cut by the monks!
　　 Thinking about this, Ling Ping was relieved.
　　 Everyone is a guest, whether she is the bald donkey in the west or the poor road in the east?
　　 The Constitution of the Federal Empire says: Religious equality, freedom of belief!
　　 So, he smiled and said, "Hurry up, please come in..." He thought for a while, but didn't know what to call a female Taoist priest, and simply said: "This Taoist chief!"
　　…………
　　 Meiqing listened to the monster in front of him.
　　 She hurriedly called the chief inspector, and then followed it tremblingly and walked into the ‘bookstore’.
　　 is like Mei Qing imagined.
　　This place is really terrifying!
　　 As soon as she progressed, she felt the endless pressure and came to her face.
　　 She can't stand up straight and can't lift her head under pressure.
　　 can only bow his head and move at the same time.
　　 Fortunately, this coercion seems to just want to give her a good show.
　　 So fleeting, she became relaxed again.
　　 But the body relaxed, and the spirit became heavy again.
　　 "Where is this place?" Mei Qing thought in her heart, her eyes carefully watching this place.
　　The floor is wooden.
　　 But very weird.
　　 From Mei Qing's perspective, something seems to be creeping slowly under these floors.
　　 This reminded her of the legend that the tortoises roamed all over the world in the fairy mountains.
On the walls on both sides of 　　, there is a pair of scary and weird murals.
　　 Meiqing only glanced, then immediately lowered her head, not daring to look again.
　　 because...
　　 The things in those murals... are alive!
　　 "Sit down, please!" By the ear, the monster's voice sounded again.
　　 Meiqing obeyed its instructions and sat on a weird bench.
　　The chair seems to be made of unknown leather, and it is very soft and comfortable to sit on.
　　 as if sitting on a living monster.
　　 "I heard..." Mei Qing thought: "Some powerful monks like to peel off the skins of their enemies and cover them..."
　　 "The instrument is thus spiritual, as if it were a living thing!"
　　 This is a very common thing nowadays.
　　 The monks use humans, demons, and ghosts as raw materials to make all kinds of incredible things.
　　 Human skin lanterns, monster skin drums, ghost skin talisman...
　　 But, this is already a very kind monk.
　　 Hundreds, even thousands of years, the fairy, Buddha and demons of the five major states have killed people and devoured the people of a country at will.
　　 Use thousands or even tens of thousands of virgin hearts as medicine.
　　 These are very common things.
　　 But it happened at that time, when gods and Buddhas were all over the sky.
　　 The demon fairy who did such a thing has not been punished.
　　 was sheltered by the mighty power instead.
　　, on the contrary, are those who do good and righteousness, but if there is a small error, they will be beaten up to the mountain gate, and they will be killed!
　　 Peeling cramps are nothing but pediatrics.
　　 It is common for people to go up and down in the house, without the chickens and dogs, and the souls are scattered.
　　 Thinking of this, Mei Qing sighed slightly.
　　 "Murder and set fire to the gold belt... bridge and pave the road without a corpse..." She sighed while reading what her master said to her mouth.
　　 At this time, a cup of steaming tea was handed to my eyes.
　　In the ear, the monster's voice rang: "This Taoist master, would you like to buy some Taoist classics and go back to study?"
　　 Meiqing raised her head and saw the tea in front of her.
　　 The golden yellow tea is boiling.
　　 It seems that the fairy tea at the peach feast of the queen mother and the empress is like the Buddha tea picked by the bodhisattvas of Lingshan.
　　 Those two streams of fire slowly revolved.
　　 is like two yin and yang fishes.
　　 The orange light shed from the top of the head and fell on the person.
　　 makes its whole body seem illusory.
　　 Meiqing swallowed and nodded.
　　 The monster sat on the opposite side and raised his legs.
　　 The cat demon next to it jumped onto it.
　　 "So, what does the Taoist want?" it asked, the fire in its eyes gleaming.
　　 Mei Qing frowned.
　　 She felt that the monster in front of her didn't seem to be unknown.
　　 on the contrary...
　　 She looked at the righteous cultivated by the cat demon, lying on the monster like a real pet.
　　 So, she mustered up the courage, boldly, and asked: "Respect driver, do you have a Taoist secret code that can kill demons and demons here?"
　　 Who knows, the other side fluttered and laughed.
　　 I saw it stand up, condescending, and asking himself.
　　 "The Daoist...Want to slay demons?"
　　 Meiqing nodded.
　　Who doesn't want to?
　　 The demon is full of night, unknown everywhere, resentful, the world is lost.
　　 The five major states have been in chaos.
　　The people are like ants, and the common people are like dogs!
　　 just...
　　 She also understands that it is impossible to clear the world.
　　 Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all lost!
　　 Today is the age of demons and unknowns.
　　The legend is Dongtu, the once beautiful world is now being ravaged by demons.
　　The big demon named Anlushan, rate the beast to cannibalize.
　　The prosperous Chang'an City has been burned!
　　 Therefore, all she asked for was the ability to protect herself and her master and survive in such troubled and desperate times.
　　………………………………
　　 Ling Ping An looked at the little girl in front of her who claimed to be the ‘Pan Dao’, dressed in what seemed to be a retro attire.
　　 asked myself very seriously if there is a Taoist secret code for ‘killing demons and eliminating demons’?
　　He immediately became happy.
　　 I can only say that this federal empire is really too full for people to eat.
　　 Fried chicken for one dollar, you can buy a set meal for five dollars.
　　 There are also food banks and low-rent housing systems in every city.
　　These ensure that every citizen of the empire, no matter what, will not live on the streets, get cold and starve.
　　 If you have some skills and enter a factory to become a blue-collar worker, you can at least work alone, support a wife and two dogs, and save hundreds of thousands of stocks in 20 years.
　　 Therefore, in today's society, a lot of people are sick.
　　 Various weird hobbies and interests appeared.
　　 In the Southern and Northern Zhou Dynasties, the "retro war" has recently become popular.
　　 A bunch of idle ranchers and the children and workers of the farmer organized during the slack time to purchase a large number of equipment from the Hundred Years’ War.
　　 began to simulate classic battles in the Hundred Years' War.
　　 Last month, the Northern Zhou Dynasty even organized a battle of Xin'anfu with a scale of 30,000 people.
　　 was also made into a documentary for several hours and uploaded to the Internet.
　　Don't tell me, these people do decent things.
　　The organization, deployment, and march are exactly the same as the battle of Xin'anfu in history.
　　 Don't be too cool to line up and shoot to shoot!
　　 While in the mainland, Lingping has also heard about it. Now the feudal superstition is very dangerous.
　　 The Internet circles and financial circles are almost wiped out.
　　 The headquarters of almost all major Internet companies are all on the seventh floor.
　　 Why?
　　 Because of the ups and downs!
　　 There are even more legends on the Internet. Nowadays, the most prosperous among Internet companies is the growth king, one of the four kings of Buddhism.
　　 Inside a well-known big factory, there are several masters specially hired with higher salary.
doing what?
　　 Specially count the characters for promoted employees, and see if they conflict with the characters of the boss and directors!
If 　　 is in conflict, the employee will have to change his name, otherwise the promotion will be lost!
　　 Legend has it that a certain boss once did not believe in evil.
　　 When starting a business, I had to build the headquarters on the ninth floor...
　　 Then the big guy went bankrupt and lost money and went to live broadcast to bring goods to pay off his debt...
　　 has also become the underworld of the industry, the legendary loss-making king, people hate ghosts, no one dares to talk about projects with him!
　　 Thinking of this, Ling Pingan gave up trying to persuade the little girl to believe in scientific preparations.
after all……
　　 Even those Internet elites with PhDs and professors, and innovative talents who play big data and computers are all committed to superstition.
　　 How could he have a few words, let a young man who is addicted to feudal superstition and serious believe that there are demons in this world suddenly believe in science?
That's impossible!
　　 Just like other people have no choice but to let him believe in some ghosts and gods.
　　 and...
　　 A little girl~EbookFREE.me~ A little superstition about Taoism, it seems there is no problem?
　　 This is her freedom!
　　Lingping has always felt that this religion and food are actually the same.
　　 Some people like to eat coriander, and some people hate it when they see it.
　　 Are they wrong?
No!
　　 Cilantro is even more true.
　　 A qualified materialist must learn to treat problems objectively and dialectically.
　　 Then choose the most effective and feasible way to solve the problem.
　　 With such a mentality, Ling Ping'an laughed: "Guest, I don’t have any secrets of Taoism that can kill demons and demons..."
　　 "Of course, if you need it..."
　　 "I can recommend to you a few self-cultivation, quiet and inaction..."
"Of course..." His eyes narrowed: "You really want to see the magical usefulness of the Taoist Secret Code... I can also recommend a few to you... Um... The young man from Xiu Xian counterattacked..." He worked hard After thinking about it, I finally thought of a word that the other party might accept: "Classic!"
　　 Look!
　　The ancient Romance of Fengshen, Sou Shen Ji, Journey to the West are classics.
　　 How can the current network fairy be not a classic?
　　 A young online writer, if given the opportunity, he is still willing to contribute a little to the development of online literature.