Chapter 528: The Immortal of Wealth and the Money Demon
Regarding Chu Tai’s invitation, the monks at Baiyunguan looked a little complicated.
He has been practicing for many years, and naturally knows that his own methods are incomplete. Except for a set of "Taiyi Golden Light Mantra" and a "White Cloud Drinking Dew Method", he does have some skills. The other methods were either destroyed by the ancestor, or the practice process is easy. Obsessed.
Therefore, the master who grew up in a Taoist temple and practiced for many years could not curb the loneliness of Baiyun Temple.
He himself also thought about learning other methods, but he always recalled his master in the hospital bed.
Before his death, his master once told him that he had reached the eighth level and had cultivated some magic power. He could go out and find some practice methods. He did not need to stick to Baiyun Temple. The inheritance of this lineage could be ended in his hands.
Therefore, whenever it is time to make up one's mind, one will choose to give up.
Now, someone pointed out the source of his family's inheritance and asked him if he was willing to return to the sect. His emotions became more complicated.
After a long time, the monk bowed deeply to Chu Tai.
“Disciple Xiao Bin thanks my senior.”
Chu Tai glanced at him, smiled, stretched out his hand, and the ever-bright lamp enshrined in front of the ancestor's soul fell into his hands. He looked at it carefully and said with a smile: "This thing has some charm. Judging from its age, it was made by your teacher." Made? "
As he spoke, golden light emerged from Chu Tai's hand, reflecting each other's light, constantly refining its flame.
Xiao Bin nodded and said: "My mentor was worried that I would not be able to sit in the dojo after he left, so he integrated his lifelong cultivation into it and worshiped in front of the ancestor's spiritual place on weekdays. While protecting the light of this place, he also connected with the dojo to maintain the purity of Baiyun Temple. . ”
As he spoke, Xiao Bin was also staring at the ever-burning lantern in Chu Tai’s hand, seeming worried and happy at the same time.
He could feel that the aura left by his mentor had not changed. Chu Tai used an unknown technique to wrap another layer of golden light on the outside.
Halfway through the training, Chu Tai suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked at a place beside Baiyun Temple, frowned slightly and said, "Which immortal is enshrined there?"
Xiao Bin looked over after hearing this. , said respectfully: "The one who worships is Qingli Wealth Immortal Yang Wenjing."
Hearing this, Chu Tai thought that one of the reasons why he went out this time was because of this Wealth Immortal's previous "destiny" "Drawing him to Baiyun Temple, Chu Tai thought it was just because there was a branch of Taiyi Jinhua Sect here. Now it seems that it also has some relationship with the Wealth Immortal Yang Wenjing.
However, Chu Tai was not in a hurry to take action. He first said that he was passing on the Dharma from generation to generation. After passing on some introductory cultivation methods of Jinhua Sect to Xiao Bin, he said that he would chant sutras and practice in the courtyard. .
Xiao Bin naturally had no objection and respectfully retreated to his place of practice.
Before he could sit down, he heard bursts of vague Taoist sounds, and then the shadows of mountains and rivers appeared in front of his eyes, and then the mist rose, creating many rosy colors under the sun.
Green clouds, red clouds, and yellow clouds, the gorgeous colors, filled his eyes with colorful and brilliant colors, and strands of white clouds poked out from the various colors of clouds, flying around and transforming. There are many appearances.
Xiao Bin looked dumbfounded, his mouth felt dry and he couldn't say anything.
In his eyes, this is not the white clouds surrounding the rosy clouds, it is clearly a first-class cultivation method.
Combining the techniques taught by Chu Tai before, he only felt that the white clouds were entrenched in the rosy clouds, gradually inheriting a treasure pill like a bright moon, so bright and clear that no matter how the rosy clouds changed, he would not be affected at all. Influence.
This is the best way to maintain your original mind and purify your vitality.
Xiao Bin could not help but fall into practice, while Chu Tai practiced the entire dojo at the moment of chanting sutras. It was also through this practice that Chu Tai felt the side hall dedicated to the Immortal of Wealth Yang Wenjing. There is a problem.
Chu Tai stretched out his hand and grabbed a breath, and after sniffing it, it was a faint smell of copper, but it also contained three levels of Dharma meaning. 】 【Attract wealth and treasures】 and 【 Give to the world】.
This should be the foundation of Taoism practiced by Wealth Immortal Yang Wenjing and the foundation of his fourth grade, but Chu Tai always felt a little strange.
The energy of [Yun Zhongjun] surrounds it, and under the layers of mist, a dark color gradually emerges, just like a calm lake with undercurrents.
Chu Tai sensed it carefully and immediately discovered that there was another twisted illusory flower that was slowly blooming like a demonic shadow.
The flower is golden all over, and there are many gems emblazoned on it, blooming with incomparable splendid light.
But after looking at it for a long time, the blurred brilliance and bright colors seemed to be mixed together, becoming extremely confusing and distorted.
The chaotic colors, like poisonous snakes covered with colorful patterns, make people fearful at first sight.
When I calmed down and looked at the golden flowers again, I felt that every gem on them had a strong smell of blood. Just a glance, and there was a sense of indulgence, corruption, plunder, greed, oppression, Smells of slavery, devouring, lust, luxury, etc.
Chu Tai even had the terrifying feeling that countless flower roots seemed to be sprouting around him, trying to suck his blood, extract marrow and strip him clean.
‘Is this also the principle behind the cultivation of Wealth Immortal Yang Wenjing? Why does it look a bit like Jun Mo Dao to me? ’
Chu Tai sensed it carefully, and in a daze, he even saw an extremely huge sacred tree through this breath.
It was an extremely huge tree with lush branches. Its roots were as red as blood, its trunk was golden, its branches and leaves were jade leaves and silver branches, and its flowers were the strange golden flowers that Chu Tai had seen before. .
At the same time, there are many translucent cyan thin lines on the surface of the flowers, branches, leaves, trunks, and tree roots that are constantly expanding and contracting. It seems that there is blood flowing in them, and there seems to be Qi changing in them.
In the dark, Chu Tai could see strands of human energy gradually expanding as these green thin lines circulated, but he could also see that part of the root system under the giant tree was not fertile in the first place. The "soil" turned gray and white.
Seeing this scene, Chu Tai was shocked and wanted to take a closer look, but the mist derived from [Yun Zhongjun] was billowing.
Chu Tai immediately let go of his hand, letting the mist disperse and disappear without a trace.
‘It’s so dangerous. If it’s a little later, I’m afraid I’ll be discovered. ’
Looking at the fog dissipating in front of his eyes, Chu Tai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and walked into the side hall, looking at the statue of the Wealth Immortal Yang Wenjing.
This statue is also a bit strange, with golden armor and red robes, sitting on top of Pixiu, with arms on all sides. It has no fairy atmosphere, but is quite majestic.
‘The four sides are red, black, green and white, do you want to symbolize the four seasons? What does the eight arms holding beads, swords, whips, ropes, spears, rulers, wishful thinking, and ingots mean? It can't be about attracting wealth...'
Chu Tai stayed on the eight arms for a while, then stepped forward and groped carefully, and slowly he discovered that there seemed to be something else in the statue. thing.
He stretched out his hand, and the clouds and mist rolled in, covering the face of the statue. Then he reached out, reached into the statue, and took out a copper coin. This copper coin is full of stains, but it contains traces of human nature. It has obviously passed through the hands of all living beings.
'That's not right...'
Chu Tai observed carefully and found that these stains were not left during the transaction process, but were made by individuals.
He saw that as people bowed down one after another, a little bit of dirt gradually appeared on the copper coin.
This bit of dirt flows through integrity, kindness, sunshine, and joy, making these brilliance dark and oppressive. The souls of countless people wailed and cursed in it, making the copper coins even more dazzling.
Dirt flows through law and justice, turning the original dark and solemn code into a golden light like the flowers before, decorated with jewelry. But after opening the code, there are only countless snow-white, fat maggots inside. Weaving in and out of the code, he would become fatter every time he entered and exited.
And from the holes where the code was penetrated and eaten, countless squirming blood and tears would flow out, staining the surface of the copper coins with new dirt.
Dirt flows through freedom and hope, with enjoyment, depravity, food, and delicious fragrance as the core, forming slender chains that tightly trap people in place and deprive them of many powers bit by bit.
'This is not money, but desire... No, this is still money...'
A lot of information could not help but appear in Chu Tai's eyes, and square holes gradually appeared in his pupils. shadow.
The deity in Jinhua Cave noticed something was wrong, sank into his mind, and gently shook the Donghuang Bell.
The simple sound of the bell instantly destroyed the breath on the copper coins, and the dirt stained on the surface of the copper coins also turned into ashes and fell.
The copper coins, which are free of external dirt, once again have the faint meaning of [all things go well], [wealth and treasure] and [giving to the world].
Looking carefully, Chu Tai found that the copper coins in his hands were actually spent money, with eight kinds of magic weapons engraved on the front and the words "giving to the world" engraved on the back.
Chu Tai immediately understood that someone was plotting against Qingli Caixian.
The money spent itself should be a special magic weapon prepared by Qingli Caishen. It is used as a medium to stabilize the statue, build its Tao, fruit and wealth, and help the court stabilize transactions in various places.
But someone deliberately inspired people's desires, causing many people's distracting thoughts to stain the surface of the copper coin layer by layer.
This seems to be contaminating the magic weapon, but in fact it is secretly eroding the Taoist fruit of Qingli Caixian.
‘From the perspective of means, although it is to encourage desire, the foundation should still be that money can lead to spirituality. And these methods...'
Chu Tai stretched out his hand, and the ashes on the ground fell in front of his eyes.
Even after being purified by the Donghuang Bell, the ashes still contain the smell of old and rotten copper, a kind of reversal of black and white, no distinction between light and dark, a method of stripping skin and bones, and exploiting for profit. meaning.
‘It should be someone from the Jun Demon Way. ’
Chu Tai blew a breath to destroy the ashes on the copper coin, and then sent it back to the statue. In an instant, the original disharmony in this place disappeared without a trace.
Moreover, the power of many statues and rituals inside the dojo also began to play a role, constantly increasing the spiritual activity of the vitality in the dojo, and even many incense became pure involuntarily.
In contrast, the impurities of the incense and wish power gathered in the statue of the Immortal of Wealth, and gathered on the copper coin.
The disharmony that originally disappeared reappeared, and little by little affected those who became pure.
Of course, the magnitude of this change is very weak. If Chu Tai had not observed carefully, he would not have been able to detect the emergence of this aura.
Obviously, this is a kind of erosion, an erosion of the Qingli Caishen Dao Fruit.
Judging from the efficacy of copper coins and idols, this erosion has been ongoing.
Chu Tai, who was a little curious about this, asked Xiao Bin casually the next day: "When was the statue of Qingli Caixian enshrined here, and who enshrined it here?" "Looking at the material of the statue, it doesn't look like you would buy it."
Xiao Bin was a little embarrassed when he heard this: "This was given by a believer at the foot of the mountain. He is the leader of our Baiyun Temple." The donor liked to listen to his mentor’s sermons in his early years. After his mentor left, he would also give some incense money every few months.”
"About nine months ago, I said that I had received the protection of Qingli Caishen, so I thought of enshrining a statue in the temple and asking me to offer three pillars of fragrance every day. Is there anything wrong with this statue?"
Xiao Bin looked at Chu Tai with some confusion.
"There is no problem now, but there are some things inside that I am a little curious about. What is the name of the layman? I will go and have a look."
Xiao Bin did not dare to hear this. Carelessly, he hurriedly told Chu Tai a lot of information, and then respectfully sent Chu Tai off to Baiyunguan.
According to the information given by Xiao Bin, Chu Tai found the house. Before he entered the house, he felt something was wrong.
Standing at the door, Chu Tai looked inside, frowned slightly and said: 'It's strange, there is obviously gold and silver and wealth inside, but this human world has a feeling that it doesn't really exist in my perception. '
Worried that he had seen it wrong, Chu Tai was distracted and silently prayed to the deity. He borrowed the power of the Donghuang Bell and looked again. He was surprised to find that this household ranged from a white-haired old man to Children who are two or three years old have certain problems with their destiny, Qi number, and Qi blood lineage. They have been affected by certain forces and no longer completely belong to them.
Looking along the source of the twisted power, there are small statues of Qingli Caixian worshiped at home.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders who do not have the power of the Donghuang Bell, these statues exude a faint aura and protect the family's wealth.
Walking inside, Chu Tai followed his feelings and heard a child crying.
"Wow wow wow, why, why, I clearly wrote it down yesterday, why did I suddenly forget it today? Have I become stupid again, dad, what's wrong with me?"
The child next to me Hearing this, the rich man's face changed slightly. After feeling relieved, he found a servant and ordered: "Go to Baiyun and see if anything has happened to the statue of the Immortal of Fortune. The good-looking Rui'er is protecting you." Why is it gone?"
"Master, if it's because of Xiao Bin's neglect, how should I handle it?"
The servant was smart enough to ask about how to deal with it before leaving.
"Go to the accounting room and get some more money and some spiritual materials. Go up and say more good things to Xiao Bin, and ask him to worship him well. If that doesn't work, tell him something about Rui'er."
(End of this chapter)