Spiritual Qi Recovery: I Am Back As A Fairy

Chapter 195 The World Only Worships Buddha, Only Respects Immortals And Gods, And Does Not Understan

Buzhou Mountain, the city at the foot of the mountain, ushered in a strange combination.

The young Daoist is riding upside down on the back of a green bull, closing his eyes to rest his mind, while the young man is holding the rock sugar Calabash in his left hand and leading the cow with his right hand, with curious eyes flashing in his eyes, he is looking around with his eyes wide open.

"You have to be calm and calm, otherwise how will you control Xianting in the future?"

Daoist's long and slow voice pierced into the boy's ears.

The young man turned his head: "Stop lying to me, what kind of domination, what kind of immortal method, you are not even an immortal, and you still want to lie to me?"

Su Jianshi smiled dumbly: "Since you don't believe me, why do you eat my rock candy Calabash and help me lead the way?"

"My father said that if you receive favors from others, you must repay them."

Not only the Bingtang Calabash, but in the boy's arms at this time, there is also a book of magic tricks, which is unfathomable. Once opened, Purple Qi from the East will pour in continuously.

Although this fake Taoist likes to speak wild words, the secret realm he can give as a gift is extraordinary.

He grew up in the Immortal Court since he was a child, and he has heard many non-human immortal arts, but the Supernatural Power he described is not half as powerful as this technique.

I hope that the cultivation technique given to him by this Taoist priest is not just superficial, but that there is really a universe inside.

As long as it is true, he must practice hard, and he still has a big revenge to avenge!

"Forget about repaying the kindness, why don't you treat me to a flower wine?"

The young man blushed: "You...you Taoist priest, what kind of Taoism do you practice? How can a Taoist priest not worship the Buddha, worship the gods, worship the heaven and the earth to enlighten the Tao, and only think about drinking flower wine all day long!"

Su Jianshi looked at him contemptuously: "If you don't have money for a treat, just say it, what are you looking for so many excuses for?"

juvenile:"……"

He's really cash-strapped.

The reason why he didn't starve to death after escaping from the fairy court was purely due to his special physique, and he didn't need to eat too much.

He also didn't have Magic power, and he was targeted everywhere in the fairy court, and was forbidden to practice. He could only do the hardest and most tiring chores, and was always enslaved.

"You wait, I'll make money now, and when I make enough money, I'll treat you to a glass of wine, and I'll treat you as the one who bought this Cultivation Technique!"

"also."

Su Jianshi nodded, looked in one direction, and stopped for a while, "Then please hurry up, that luxurious big painting boat will only berth here for three days, once the time passes, we will have no chance to board it."

Hearing this, the young man followed Daoist's gaze and looked at the river next to him. A brightly lit painting boat was moored on the water, and his expression froze.

This painting boat can be described as extremely extravagant, surrounded by the sound of warblers and swallows all day long. No matter day or night, extravagance prevails, which is in stark contrast to the dilapidated buildings on the two banks.

Even in the Immortal Court, where most Immortals like to drink and have fun, and often hold large banquets, he has never seen such a gorgeous painting boat.

This world, since nearly a thousand years, has not been suffering from catastrophe, how can we have the leisure to build such a boat?

"Go."

Daoist waved his hand and drove the boy away, not only for making money, but for letting him experience the suffering in this world.

The boy gritted his teeth and said, "Then you wait for me, and I will definitely bring the money back in three days."

After the young man left, Su Jianshi tied the green cattle to graze by the river, and found a restaurant that was closest to Huafang.

"Little two."

"Come on."

Xiao Er kept walking and running, and came to greet him. When he saw Su Jian dressed as a Daoist, he was a cultivator. He was startled and did not dare to neglect him.

"Dao... Daoist, may I ask what kind of wine you want to drink?"

Su Jianshi shook her head: "I don't drink alcohol, I only drink tea today."

"Okay...okay."

Xiao Er stumbled and said, his expression was not respect, but more fear, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at each other, "I don't know what kind of food you want?"

Su Jianshi pondered for a while, considering that he would have to drink flower wine later, he asked, "How much will you spend for this light meal?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao'er Er fell to his knees in fright, "The Taoist priest is joking, how dare we ask for your meal money, it is the honor of the shop that you can come to our place to eat."

Su Jianshi frowned slightly.

At this moment, there was a shout mixed with the smell of alcohol, followed by a thud, and the table sounded: "Xiaoer, why is your wine here as weak as water? Could it be that you are making fun of the Daoist and others?"

Xiaoer was so frightened that he rolled and crawled, and even the shopkeeper of the restaurant ran out in panic: "I am wronged, we have always used this best wine to honor the priests, and the priests still drank it before." Very happy..."

"You mean we're talking nonsense?"

This group of Daoists suddenly became imposing, overwhelming the entire restaurant, and the bodies of the waiter and the shopkeeper were shaking like chaff.

"laugh--"

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, we just remind you that you should hand in the incense money for this month."

A group of Daoists sneered instantly, their attitude was clearly to make fun of these two people.

"I... we will give."

The shopkeeper dared not speak out, ran back to the counter, took out the money and handed it over.

"If you are smart, if you want to do well in business, remember to recite the Supreme Master Qing Sutra three times a day, and bow down piously to our immortal patriarch, and the Dao will protect you and others."

After drinking, eating, and taking the money, this group of Daoists wiped their mouths, leaving only a mess on the ground, and then walked away. They went to another house to promote the morality of their ancestors.

Su Jianshi witnessed everything, and the movement of holding the teacup slowly stopped.

Looking again at the dozen or so statues of Dharma placed beside the counter of the restaurant, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Immediately.

As a result, as he expected, in just half a day, three Taoist temples and five temples came here to ask for incense money, all of which had ancestors who became immortals.

Just chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha every day, and worshiping piously, these ordinary people are so busy.

"Xiaoer, I'm done eating, do you still have any free rooms here?"

Xiao Er ran in with a tired expression, forced a smile and said: "Of course there are, which good guest room does the Taoist chief want to live in?"

Su Ze casually pointed to Jiang's room.

"Okay, I'm going to clean it up for you."

"I will live here for three days, and the expenses during this period can be covered by this piece of broken Spirit Stones."

Su Ze originally wanted to pay on credit, and let the guy who ran out to make money pay it back, but considering the business situation of this restaurant, it's better to give it now.

"Daozhang, we can't accept it!"

Xiao Er was startled, and even alarmed the shopkeeper. They had opened the store for so long, and it was the first time they saw a cultivator offering money, and they dared not accept anything.

"Accept it, such a situation will never happen again in the future."

Su Jianshi put the broken Spirit Stones in the palm of his hand, then went upstairs to the room, "By the way, please feed the green cow at the door for me."

"Okay, okay."

Xiaoer and the shopkeeper hurriedly agreed, feeling terrified.

Su Jianshi, on the other hand, was standing by the window of the room, looking at the refugees outside the city who had no money to enter the city and gathered under the city wall, his expression gradually turned slightly cold.

The world is in turmoil, plagues are rampant, floods and droughts, famine and starvation... The road opened by daddy helps these immortals ascend to heaven, but how do they take care of Heavenly Dao?

In the temple, incense is constantly burning, and the pavilions are full of obscenity, ignoring this terrible world.

Taoist temples use force to suppress people, grab people's fat and anointment, and force morality on people.

The cultivator of the world only knows how to worship the Buddha, only respects the gods, and indulges the demon realm to come to the world.

Those high-ranking immortal sects, those goddamn gods who don't know anything, just want to fight for a little bit of incense, just like this "immortal spirit"?

To actually compare this world to an endgame, to see people's lives repeated, and to squeeze them out... Heh, how daring.

...

modern.

Su Ze carried the dragon carp, walked up the stone ladder carved by Jin Chanzi and Jiang Tianyi, and finally saw them.

The first sentence at the beginning made Jin Chanzi turn pale with fright.

"Jin Chanzi, let me ask you, did you use your true feelings to dig this stone ladder?"

"Senior, I really put my heart into it." Jin Chanzi lowered his head and smiled wryly.

"Then why nine thousand years ago, the group of guys who stepped on the path you carved out to become immortals were colder and more ruthless than the other?"

Jin Chanzi lowered his head so low that he knew that the senior was still angry, so he didn't dare to answer a word.

"Come with me, go see that little guy and have a chat, this time we can't repeat the same mistakes."

for a long time.

Su Ze's voice sounded slowly, and Jin Chanzi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, follow the law."