The First Sword of the Earth

Both Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong had the experience of going out with the Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain to do ceremonies. They smiled awkwardly but politely, and after saying hello to the lay monks, they followed behind Li Shiwu.

A group of people walked along the quiet path in this garden.

Why is it like my own home here, their home doesn't have such a large area...

The other couples who went out to receive them were two middle-aged men and women, who should be Li Shiwu's son, daughter-in-law and son-in-law. Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong don't need to worry about these.

Everyone bowed to Li Shiwu and greeted Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong, who just nodded with smiles and followed behind Li Shiwu.

Li Shiwu worked hard, leading the way with his hands behind his back, looking east and west, stopping from time to time, pretending to stroke his beard in deep thought.

The whole family of the Li family stared nervously at the second uncle and second grandfather, and most of them dared not speak.

The majesty of Li Shiwu's deputy head is still there.

Turning around a small bamboo forest, I saw a few nannies and aunts who should have been hired for a long time. They all looked at them as if they were watching the fun, but they only talked about them behind their backs, and no one dared to point them out.

There is a driver, there is a babysitter, and the residence still occupies a large area of ​​the villa Linyuan, and there may be a few security guards...

Wang Sheng really wanted to ask the deputy head master, why can't he think about going to become a monk? Why don't you enjoy it at home with his big brother?

Of course this is just a joke.

There are two conditions for becoming a monk to practice. One is because you have Taoism in your heart and your ambition is pure and elegant;

Or it may be that something happened, and you are just discouraged and lazy about worldly things.

Li Shiwu's eldest brother, the old man of the Li family introduced himself to Wang Sheng and the others. His name was Li Shishan, and he was ten years older than Li Shiwu. The word "Shishan" was invited back from Wudang Mountain.

After Li Shiwu went to Wudang Mountain to practice, Li Shishan also used incense money to give the name of a lay disciple; now Li Shishan's name and home address can also be found in the Wudang Mountain archives.

Over the years, Li Shishan has never stopped funding Wudang Mountain.

It can also be said that Li Shiwu's practice was unsatisfactory, but he was able to become the deputy head in charge of foreign affairs, which was not unrelated to his elder brother's financial support.

"Brother, have the furnishings in this yard been changed?"

Li Shiwu asked with a frown, obviously aware of the existence of a trace of filthy Yin Qi in the courtyard.

Li Shishan shook his head and said, "How could it be changed? I have to read the blueprints every day. I dare not say every flower and grass. The stones and potted plants have not changed at all."

"That's good, let someone bring my luggage over, find me a room to change clothes, and set up an incense table..."

Li Shishan interrupted the second brother's words with a big wave of his hand, and said: "Don't be busy, eat first and then do things, don't let the two eldest nephews get hungry."

"Let's do things first," Li Shiwu frowned, "otherwise this meal will not be safe."

Although Li Shishan still wanted to say something, he didn't argue with Li Shiwu. After all, his second brother is not only the deputy head of Wudang Mountain, but also a real practitioner with cultivation base.

Walked in the courtyard for a while, walked through the winding corridors, and arrived at a main house built by the pond.

Several nannies and servants were called to arrange the bills, while Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong followed Li Shiwu to change clothes in the next room.

When Wang Sheng opened the backpack, the senior uncle and senior brother next to him couldn't help but glance at it, and all of them were covered with black lines.

Naturally, I saw the Buddhist beads, broken clock, cross, peace talisman inside...

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable," Li Shiwu put his hand on his forehead, and he didn't know what to feel, so he could only sigh with his head up.

Forget about Buddhist beads, what the hell is this cross?

The deputy head shook his head, thinking about how to do Wang Sheng's ideological work after returning.

Today's young people are too deeply poisoned by foreign culture!

Zhou Yinglong joked, "You are well prepared.

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"What if it's a ghost from a foreign country?" Wang Sheng replied calmly, and after taking out the Taoist robe, he quickly zipped up his backpack.

So as not to leak the news to the 'enemy ghost'.

Before the vitality of heaven and earth recovered, most of the rituals of Taoism were related to "white things".

In addition, those who use the name of "praying for blessings and avoiding disasters" in practice are almost always cheated by charlatans.

No matter which school of Taoism is inherited, since ancient times, the practice has paid attention to innocence and inaction. How can a truly righteous person "change fate" and "avoid disaster" for money and things?

But for those who need to save their souls after death, the rituals are different.

This point of Taoism is also learned from the next door's Buddhism. After all, doing super-delivery rituals can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, and you can get some money to maintain your life in the mountains.

Although the world of monasticism recovers rapidly, most of the Taoist priests are practicing in seclusion; but with the recovery of vitality, there are more ghosts and ghosts in the world, and many Taoist priests will occasionally go down the mountain to drive away ghosts.

Just like today, the home of Li Shishan, who donated a large sum of incense money to Wudang Mountain, is haunted by ghosts. Li Shiwu, the deputy head of Wudang Mountain, also considered both public and private, and brought two outstanding young disciples from Wudang Mountain to drive out the ghosts.

So the altar was opened, and Li Shiwu first recited the large "Zhenwu Miaojing", and then took Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong to "bath and change clothes".

More than ten minutes later, Wang Sheng, who was dressed in a navy blue Taoist robe, was holding the Wenyuan Sword wrapped in black cloth, and Zhou Yinglong, who was almost dressed up, was holding the saber he had replaced after returning to the mountain, and stood behind Li Shiwu, who was "dressed" from left to right.

The three of them had solemn faces, arranged their positions in a zigzag shape, and walked behind the bill.

Li Shiwu grabbed the mahogany sword placed in front of the case, raised the fingers of the sword with his left hand, and sang: "Gods of the five directions are blessed, the sky is clear and the earth is bright!"

Streams of vitality from the surroundings turned into blue rays of light and gathered, and then entrenched and circled on the mahogany sword.

This scene immediately stunned more than a dozen ordinary people who have not practiced Taoism, but this is not a brilliant Taoism, it is just a little skill to control the vitality of spiritual thoughts.

Daoist Li Shiwu gave a soft drink, and the cyan light above the peach wood sword exploded silently, turning into streamers of light and flying in all directions.

The blue light flew out of the window and overflowed the crack of the door, which seemed to trigger some kind of formation in the garden here, and there was a sudden sound of wind outside.

There was a girl in her teens with bright eyes, and secretly took out her mobile phone to take pictures and record videos, but as soon as she made a move, Li Shiwu glanced over.

Before Li Shiwu could speak, Li Shishan had already yelled from the side, and knocked the little girl's cell phone to the ground with his hands.

"Go to the back and stand honestly! Li Wen! Take care of your daughter!"

The girl with the ponytail was about to cry, but was immediately pulled away by a middle-aged man.

First scolded by her usually amiable grandfather, and then stared at by her father, the girl could only bite her lip and wipe her tears with the back of her hand.

In Wang Sheng's heart, he felt that the old man had a bit of a temper. He probably said one thing at home on weekdays, and no one could disobey him.

Li Shiwu brandished his sword, stepped in front of the bill, and shouted in an opera-like tone: "Where are the left and right guardians!"

Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong stepped forward at the same time and said, "Yes!"

"I have recruited the true martial spirit, so hurry up and drive away the evil spirits here!"

Daoist Li Shiwu gave a soft drink, Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong held their swords to accept the order, and the two stepped out of the main hall, one left and one right, walking towards the two sides.

The above are just for show, what Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong will do next is the real ghost exorcism...

In short, although it is the disciple who actually does the work, the praise and achievement should be attributed to the "teacher and father".

Li Shiwu held his sword and stood with his eyes closed, and said in his mouth: "The five gods are at peace, protected by true martial arts, Taoism is wonderful, and there is no trace of darkness!

Come quickly, everyone, into the main hall, and the idlers should not interfere with the religious affairs. If you get entangled with filthy things, don't say that the poor Taoist didn't remind you. "

After the words fell, the seven members of the Li family immediately walked into the main hall, and the aunts and nurses who were outside also quickly entered the main hall.

As a result, apart from the two security guards and the driver uncle who were on duty in the security room during the day, no one moved around in Li's house.

Li Shiwu stood holding the mahogany sword with his eyes closed, reciting the mantra in a low voice, quietly waiting for Wang Sheng and Zhou Yinglong to return.

Let's talk about Zhou Yinglong's side first, he went to Li Shishan's bedroom and the west wing, and he used his spiritual thoughts to carefully search every hidden corner along the way, looking for those clues.

Soon, he followed the remaining yin energy to the attic where Mr. Li Shishan lived, unsheathed the sword in his hand, and wrapped the vitality around his body with spiritual thoughts.

Zhou Yinglong yelled softly: "True martial arts, protect my dharma body!"

A faint fairy figure appeared behind him, he was a rather majestic general, but due to Zhou Yinglong's lack of cultivation, he couldn't really solidify.

If you are fighting a monk, this kind of body protection spell is useless, but it is just right to use it at this time.

Pushing open the two sandalwood wooden doors, Zhou Yinglong walked in slowly.

It can be seen that Li Shishan is also a great collector of cultural relics. The attic is divided into upper and lower floors. The lower floor is a well-decorated bedroom with several landscape paintings hanging around it.

Zhou Yinglong scanned it spiritually, and found that the upper floor of the attic was full of cultural relics and antiques.

Pausing at the wooden door for a while, Zhou Yinglong slowly took two steps forward, turned around suddenly, and looked at the corner of the single bed like lightning.

"Where is the ghost! It hasn't appeared yet!"

Zhou Yinglong flicked the long sword in his hand, and a wisp of true energy surged towards the corner, and exploded when it hit the wall, it seemed to have no power.

This isolated true energy is not sword energy, the power of the two is really different.

But observing with spiritual thoughts, this true essence easily smashed through a group of light blue phantoms, and the phantom slowly disappeared as the true essence exploded.

This is the so-called ghost?

Zhou Yinglong heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, but he didn't carelessly, because the yin energy in the attic had only been reduced by less than 10%.

There should be other lonely ghosts here, Zhou Yinglong walked slowly and continued to check carefully.

At the same time, in a bedroom in the East Wing, Wang Sheng saw that there was no one around, holding the Wenyuan sword, trying to recall the curse of exorcising ghosts that his master taught him.

Well, it's not bad to miss even one detail.