Chapter 40: Hidden in the secluded mountains, the sound shocked Dongjun
“When will Daoist Master Jiang be able to leave the customs?”
“Little Taoist Master, we really just want to go in and burn incense. "
"Yes, little Taoist priest, we people have come all the way, please let us know!"
In front of the mountain gate of Qingxuan Temple in Qingping Mountain, people from all over the east county are rushing. The gentry and wealthy businessmen who came gathered here one after another, hoping to meet Jiang Sheng.
Among them, the number of local gentry in Qingshan County is actually less than that of outsiders.
Ever since these gentry learned about Jiang Sheng's abilities, some of them hoped to get Jiang Sheng's protection to give their family more protection.
Not to mention the gentry in Qingshan County, they would rather come to Qingping Mountain to see Jiang Sheng than go to Zhang Qingyun, who is a big talker.
After all, Zhang Qingyun asked for most of their family wealth and land. Although Zhang County Zun looked majestic, he actually took advantage of Jiang Sheng's influence.
How can it be more useful to worship the county magistrate than to worship the Taoist priest directly?
Who in the entire Qingshan County doesn’t know that Director Jiang is the only true god in the 15th Town of Qingshan County?
Tian Ming'an also experienced what scenery means.
I don’t know how many gentry and wealthy businessmen came these days to offer incense and talismans. When everyone saw him, they respectfully called him Taoist Priest.
Of course those gentry were so respectful not because Tian Mingan was so capable.
But who makes Tian Ming'an Jiang Sheng's only apprentice at present?
Although these people tried every means to please Tian Ming'an, Tian Ming'an was not dazzled by these people's promises and flattery.
In front of the Qingxuan Temple Gate, Tian Ming'an was wearing a simple gray Taoist robe with an expressionless face.
"Master has been practicing in seclusion recently and has no time to pay attention to you. This is not a place for you and others to make noise."
"Let's all disperse. Master is a person of pure cultivation. Ignore the world and stop making noise here."
Tian Ming'an, a young man who was just thirteen years old, stood in front of the mountain gate and stopped these gentry in a daze, so that they did not dare to step forward.
It’s not like these gentry came without their servants. How could they come all the way without guards?
But they just didn’t dare to act rashly.
As long as they think about the person standing behind Tian Ming'an, these gentry can't even think of taking action.
So much so that Tian Guofu brought a large number of servants up the mountain to cheer up his grandson, but in the end it was useless.
Tian Ming'an only used Jiang Sheng's words to shock these gentry so that they did not dare to act rashly.
In the end, these gentry had to stay at the foot of the mountain, unwilling to leave even if they could not see Jiang Sheng.
It was almost the Lantern Festival, but these gentry still did not want to go home and still hoped to see Jiang Sheng.
In Qingxuan Temple, Jiang Sheng had finished refining another batch of elixirs.
After carefully counting the number of elixirs on hand, Jiang Sheng confirmed that these elixirs were enough and stopped refining elixirs.
Long-term mental stress is not beneficial to practice, so Jiang Sheng began to draw talismans to soothe his mind.
"Ming'an."
Listening to Jiang Sheng's call, Tian Ming'an rushed to the back hall: "Master, my disciple is here."
"These days, there is some noise outside the mountain gate. What?" Jiang Sheng asked while drawing the talisman.
Tian Ming'an explained: "Master, it is the gentry who came from various counties who want to ask for incense and talismans, and we, the gentry from Qingshan County, want to see you."
Jiang Sheng After hearing this, he chuckled: "I have never seen them praying to the Tao like this before, but now they know how to pray for incense and worship gods."
Tian Ming'an also said: "The demon cast a spell and flooded the six towns. I don't know how many people have left their homes and left their homes with nothing."
"These wealthy businessmen and gentry have been entrenched in Qingshan County for so many years. They have exploited an unknown amount of land and money. Now they are asked to give some of it." There are three obstacles to disaster relief. "
"It is really ignorant to come to the master with evil intentions. "
Jiang Sheng sketched in his hand, and his spiritual power was poured into the cloud along the pen. , when the last stroke is completed, a second-level light feather talisman is completed.
Picking up the magic talisman and looking at it, Jiang Sheng said: "As the saying goes, if you don't use Xuanmen as a market, you should use your mind less to worship the gods."
"If they are willing to come, let them stay at the foot of the mountain. As long as they don't go up the mountain, let them go."
Although Jiang Sheng has a cold temper, he doesn't like to hurt people's lives at will. As long as those people If he didn't go up the mountain, he wouldn't take action against those mortals.
It is easy to practice in the mountains. Jiang Sheng continued to practice quietly without asking about external affairs, and worked hard for the Zi Mansion.
With the arrival of the Lantern Festival, lanterns are once again hanging all over Qingshan County.
In these days, Zhang Qingyun used the money and acres of land from the wealthy gentry families whose homes he confiscated to subsidize the people in the towns affected by the disaster, and also distributed a sum of money to the county government.
For a time, ordinary people from all over Qingshan County were full of praise for Zhang Qingyun, the county official, and the county government was considered to be in Zhang Qingyun's hands.
The current Zhang Qingyun finally looks a bit like Baili Hou.
But there is always a knot in Zhang Qingyun's heart, that is Jiang Sheng in Qingping Mountain.
He could not forget how he humbled himself in front of Jiang Sheng.
Especially now that he is praised by the people, respected by the county government, and the gentry and wealthy businessmen have become servile when they see him.
But the more this happened, the more he was praised high by these people, the more he couldn't forget that there was always a big mountain above his head.
Jiang Sheng is so powerful that even if he is hiding in the mountains, his words and deeds can affect the entire Qingshan County.
In these days, countless gentry went to the foot of Qingping Mountain to ask to see Jiang Sheng, but Zhang Qingyun did not dare to send people to arrest him, which undoubtedly made him feel even more aggrieved.
Although he also knew that those gentry had been kneeling at the foot of the mountain for so many days and never saw Jiang Sheng, he still felt uncomfortable. However, Zhang Qingyun suppressed these things in his heart and did not show them.
As Zhang Qing said, an immortal figure like Jiang Sheng is just hiding in the mountains now, and sooner or later he will travel to the nine heavens.
Thinking about his current situation, Zhang Qingyun sighed again: "Should I go to Qingxuan Temple to burn an incense stick?"
Zhang Qing looked at his father like this Tangled, he said: "Father, of course you should go and burn a stick of incense."
"Dao Zhang Jiang doesn't like this." Zhang Qingyun was still hesitant. He really didn't want to go to Qingxuan Temple.
Every time he comes to Qingxuan Temple, he doesn't feel that he is a respected person in the county, let alone majestic.
Because every time Jiang Sheng saw him, he always nodded and bowed. There were even rumors in the market that he, the county official, knelt down to Jiang Sheng. How could he be willing to do this?
But this is the fact. In Jiang Sheng's eyes, maybe Zhang Qingyun is no different from a beggar, because Jiang Sheng sees them both as ants.
Knowing that his father had inner resistance, Zhang Qing said: "Father, Director Jiang really doesn't like people to disturb him."
"But today is the Lantern Festival, Director Jiang doesn't have to, But you have to go.”
This sentence completely dispelled Zhang Qingyun’s awkwardness.
"What Qing'er said is to prepare gifts immediately, and my father will go to Qingxuan Temple to offer incense."
Soon the servants prepared gifts, and Zhang Qingyun and Zhang Qing hurried towards Qingping Mountain with the government officials. Go.
At the same time, Zha Liangping also brought several gifts to Qingshan County, and his goal was also Qingping Mountain.
In this way, Zhang Qingyun and Zha Liangping arrived at the foot of Qingping Mountain one after another.
Zha Liangping looked at the gentry from various counties gathered at the foot of Qingping Mountain, and then looked at the county honor guard who was stopped at the foot of the mountain, and he knew how much prestige his fellow Taoist Jiang had in Qingshan County.
Instead of climbing the mountain rashly, Zha Liangping took out the spiritual power of praying and throwing it into the mountain.
Not long after, Zha Liangping saw a little Taoist priest wearing a gray robe hurried down the mountain and came to him: "Senior, I invited you. When the master learned that the senior was visiting, he sent a boy to greet him. The master was already at the mountain gate. I'll wait for you, senior."
Zha Liangping smiled and took out a packet: "I've heard a long time ago that Master Jiang has accepted a good disciple, and today I saw that he is indeed a young talent."
"That's it. I didn’t bring any gifts during the festival, just treat it as a small gift from me.”
Tian Ming’an took the red envelope with both hands and said quickly: “I don’t dare to refuse the gift. Thank you, senior.”
After that, Tian Ming'an led Zha Liangping up the mountain. The gentry and wealthy businessmen gathered at the foot of the mountain all stared with wide eyes. No one knew where this middle-aged man, who looked like an ordinary wealthy gentry, came from.
Arrived in front of the mountain gate, Zha Liangping saw Jiang Sheng as expected.
Jiang Sheng was wearing a green Taoist robe and a Taoist crown. When he saw Zha Liangping from a distance, he smiled and said: "My Taoist friends have come from afar, but I didn't come far to welcome him. I'm rude."< br>
"I came to the door unexpectedly. Friends Dao Jiang, don't blame me for coming without telling me." Zha Liangping also smiled, looking very sincere.
Jiang Sheng invited Zha Liangping into the Taoist temple. Zha Liangping also placed incense sticks in the front hall first, and then followed Jiang Sheng around for a while, expressing emotion from time to time.
"The mountains are quiet and the Taoist temples are elegant. Taoist friend Jiang lives in this mountain. No wonder he doesn't want to go out. If I were not burdened by my family, I would also be willing to find a mountaintop to meditate as a mountain man."
Listen and check Liangping sighed, Jiang Sheng said with a smile: "Friend Zha, don't say it's a joke. The poor mountains and wilderness means that only the poor Taoist can survive if he is used to poverty. As long as there is a good place to go, the poor Taoist will not be bored in the mountains. . ”
After taking Zha Liangping around, Jiang Sheng invited Zha Liangping to sit down in the side hall, and then cooked spiritual tea to entertain the guests.
“There are not many good things in the mountains, only the mountain springs are relatively clear; the tea is crude tea prepared by the poor Taoist himself, and the water is spring water in the mountains.”
“Please check, fellow Taoist, if you don’t want it. Disgusted.”
Although Jiang Sheng said this, Zha Liangping was very solemn.
But from the fragrance wafting from the tea leaves, we knew that this was definitely not ordinary tea, otherwise it would not have made him, a foundation-building monk, feel refreshed.
"Fellow Taoist, please."
"Taoist Master, please."
After drinking a cup of spiritual tea, Zha Liangping smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Jiang was here some time ago. Dongjun has made a big name.”
"Nowadays, in the entire East County and even half of Qingzhou, who doesn't know that there is a high-level cultivator from Penglai in Qingping Mountain, who used foundation building to defeat the demons in the Purple Mansion Realm!"
"Jiang Daoyou is famous in Qingzhou. "
Jiang Sheng chuckled: "This is not good news. The big tree attracts the wind, and Pindao is attracting so much attention now. I think it will be difficult for Pindao to be quiet in this Qingping Mountain in the future."< br>
Zha Liangping was silent for a moment, and finally told the true purpose of his visit: "Actually, I came here this time because I was asked by my elder brother to give fellow Taoists a warning."
" Friend, your trouble is coming soon.”
The second update today.
Linyuan discussed this book with several big guys early yesterday morning.
The big guys pointed out many mistakes to Linyuan and also put forward many suggestions for modification.
It’s just that Daojun now has 110,000 words, so it is really difficult to revise the previous text.
Linyuan worked on it until six o'clock in the morning last night, and reluctantly changed the front part, so this chapter has been postponed until now.
Right now, Linyuan is still thinking about whether to overhaul the plot. Please give me some suggestions.
PS: If you have any suggestions for the plot, please leave your comments here.
Whether you think the plot is watery, not enjoyable, or too bland, it’s uncomfortable to watch. Despite the comments, Linyuan will decide whether to overhaul the previous plot based on the feedback from the masters.
(End of this chapter)