landbeastnovel Chapter 29 It's all your Wuqing Temple's fault!!
Chapter 29 It's all your Wuqing Temple's fault!!
After Shen Shulan finished speaking, he seemed to realize the subtle inappropriateness in his words.
When she saw Lu Yuan's dark expression beside her, this ethereal fairy suddenly snapped out of her daze.
What I just said was purely out of personal feeling and had absolutely no intention of alluding to Lu Yuan.
Thinking of this, a rare hint of panic appeared on Shen Shulan's usually cold face, and she quickly explained:
"Uncle-Master, I absolutely did not say anything about you..."
Before Shen Shulan could finish speaking, Lu Yuan simply grinned and waved his hand, saying:
"It's alright, of course I know you didn't mean that."
"I don't care, I don't mind. My master once told me something, and I have been practicing it ever since."
Upon hearing Lu Yuan bring up his mentorship, Shen Shulan's curiosity was immediately piqued.
"What did your master say?"
Lu Yuan turned his head, met Shen Shulan's probing gaze, grinned, revealing a set of snow-white teeth, and said:
"If you're unhappy, just kick him!"
Lu Yuan felt that the old man was more insightful than anyone else.
Evil spirits can never be eradicated, nor can all people be saved. Even if you eat today, you will still be hungry tomorrow.
You can't save the world, and you're not that great.
Since we can't please everyone, let's please ourselves first.
Do as you please, follow the natural way.
Anyway, if the sky falls, someone taller will hold it up; there's no need to add to your worries.
Shen Shulan was clearly surprised; Lu Yuan had been completely serious just a moment ago.
The next second, this vulgar and utterly offensive remark popped out.
She was stunned for a moment, then her clear and beautiful eyes curved slightly, and she chuckled softly.
For a moment, it was hard to tell whether these words were right or wrong...
Lu Yuan smiled too.
"We each have our own path, just stick to your principles, this is not about right or wrong."
……
Around 10 a.m., the group returned to Qingniu Village.
Village chief Chen Fushun had already prepared everything Lu Yuan needed, down to the last detail.
Everything is ready.
The first step in guiding the soul is to set up the Three Powers (Heaven, Earth, and Man) for a meal!
Place millet in a rice bowl, and bury three raw soybeans in the rice. The soybeans are believed to allow air to pass through, symbolizing ascension.
An upside-down peach wood chopstick is inserted on top of the rice, with cloud patterns carved on its body.
Place aged glutinous rice in a rice bowl, mix in seven qian of soil from the grave, and insert two crossed willow branches on top of the rice. Willows symbolize shading and taking root.
In a person's rice bowl, there is ordinary white rice, but if three drops of strong liquor are poured on it, the aroma of the liquor can easily attract the soul.
Three incense sticks, half-burned, are inserted into the top of the rice bowl, with the tips facing down.
The three bowls are arranged in a triangular shape, with a talisman inscribed with "Open the throat" written in cinnabar at the bottom of each bowl.
The characters on the talisman paper resembled dragons and snakes:
"Alas, the suffering soul, its throat closed, unable to swallow."
The talisman will open immediately upon arrival, and the person will be well-fed and ascend to heaven.
In no time, Lu Yuan had prepared the Three Talents Rice Bowl properly.
For the audience in Wuqing standing nearby...
It's still the same feeling.
Professional and efficient!
That's really impressive!
There was not a single unnecessary movement, not a single moment of hesitation.
Honestly, the people of Wuqing Temple felt that, with their own abilities, they were unlikely to be able to do what Lu Yuan had done.
For a time, the audience in Wuqing didn't have a good impression of Lu Yuan.
But the look in his eyes as he looked at Lu Yuan was filled with increasing admiration.
In particular, Lu Yuan looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.
We are all practitioners, and we must understand that it is remarkable that someone can achieve such a level of skill at the age of seventeen or eighteen.
I don't know how much hardship and suffering they will have to endure in the process.
Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan, who had been helping Lu Yuan, noticed the changing gazes of the Wuqing audience around them.
He puffed out his chest with pride, thinking, "Now you know how amazing Brother Lu is!"
Do you think the nickname "White-Robed Path" was given for nothing?!
After preparing the Three Talents Rice, Lu Yuan began to prepare the last magical artifact needed for guiding the soul.
Seven-Star Soul-Guiding Lamp.
The lamp is made of seven small ceramic dishes filled with tung oil.
The wick is made of seven-colored silk threads twisted together and arranged around the three sides of the lamp according to the orientation of the Big Dipper.
"Uncle-Master, the oil for the Seven-Star Soul-Guiding Lamp should be a mixture of corpse oil and mermaid ointment, right...?"
"Why use tung oil?"
Shen Shulan, who had been standing by watching the scene, suddenly asked curiously.
The Seven-Star Soul-Guiding Lamp is something that all Taoists must learn.
As soon as Lu Yuan took out the seven small plates, Shen Shulan and the audience in Wuqing knew what Lu Yuan was going to do.
I thought this thing wouldn't be anything special.
However, Lu Yuan placed tung oil in the dish, rather than corpse oil mixed with mermaid ointment.
For a moment, the audience at Wuqing Spectator began to whisper among themselves.
Wrong! Wrong!
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan merely glanced up at Shen Shulan, a hint of helplessness in his smile.
"Zhenlong Temple doesn't have the same flourishing incense offerings as Wuqing Temple."
"We come down the mountain to make a living, saying it's to save the world, but actually it's also to earn a living for ourselves and our fellow disciples in the temple."
"Corpse oil and mermaid ointment are so expensive. We can't possibly go through a whole job only to not only not make any money, but also lose money, can we?"
It all comes down to money.
Lu Yuan turned around, picked up another yellow talisman, and continued speaking as he prepared to write:
"Although tung oil is not as effective as a mixture of corpse oil and mermaid ointment, it's still usable."
Having said that, Lu Yuan held a brush, the tip of which was fully dipped in cinnabar, and prepared to write a line of incantation on the yellow talisman in one go.
A single lamp dispels a thousand years of darkness, and seven stars guide the souls of the nine netherworlds.
Starving people do not wish to be bound to the earth; a full meal will surely lead to their rebirth.
Shen Shulan and the group from Wuqing Temple looked at each other, exchanging bewildered glances.
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.
Those who could accompany Shen Shulan were mostly young talents from Wuqing Temple.
These people who set up altars and performed rituals never actually calculated the value of the items they used...
Silence fell for a moment.
Neither Wuqing Temple nor Shen Shulan spoke again.
All that remained at the scene was the sound of Lu Yuan holding a calligraphy brush and writing.
Soon, with a flourish of calligraphy, Lu Yuan was about to reach the final two characters: "extra birth".
Lu Yuan's body suddenly shuddered without warning!
That sharp, swift stroke went out of control in an instant, like an ugly scar tearing through the entire talisman paper.
The talisman is useless.
Lu Yuan's sudden change in appearance left Shen Shulan and the group from Wuqing Temple completely astonished.
What's going on?
Upon seeing Lu Yuan's appearance, Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan's expressions changed drastically, and they subconsciously looked up at the sky.
The sky was overcast, without a single ray of sunshine.
broken!
It's a cloudy day today!
"hiss……"
A breath of icy cold air escaped uncontrollably from between Lu Yuan's teeth, and his face visibly paled.
Shen Shulan's heart tightened, and she immediately stepped forward, asking with concern:
"Uncle-Master?"
"What...what happened to you?"
As soon as Shen Shulan finished speaking, Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan said with resentment and irritability:
"It's all because of your Wuqing Temple!!"
After Xu Erxiao finished speaking to Wang Chengan, Shen Shulan and the others from Wuqing Temple looked on with question marks.
Because of Wuqing Temple?
What?!
Don't falsely accuse people!
We just met today, didn't we?
What's going on with you, Lu Yuan? We have absolutely no idea!
Then, Xu Erxiao and Wang Chengan accused each other with resentment:
"You people from Wuqing Temple, when you run into a tough opponent, you're incompetent and actually abandon your master and run away!"
"It was our brother Lu who helped you save him; the illness started that night!"
Xu Erxiao grew angrier as he spoke, pointing at the Taoist priest who had been making sarcastic remarks behind his back, and said angrily:
"You were just gossiping about my brother Lu behind his back!"
"If it weren't for my brother Lu risking his life to save that boss and clean up your mess, your Wuqing Temple would be utterly disgraced!!"
At this moment, Shen Shulan and the audience at Wuqing were stunned and stood there dumbfounded.
return……
Is this even possible?!
Oh shit!!
Who is it?!
Which scoundrel from Wuqing Temple is this?!