Chapter 37.
The small Golden Light Temple that had aroused Su Ping’s curiosity was located on a large hill at the junction of three large cities.
It was different from those workshops that liked to hide deep in the mountains and forests.
The Little Golden Light Temple exposed itself to the gaze of mortals.
The area of the temple where the outer gate resided was wide open, and in principle, as long as you could make it up the mountain, no matter if you were a casual cultivator or a mortal, you could enter the temple to pay your respects and have a reasonably tasty fasting meal.
Outside the mountain, the small golden light temple reclaimed a large swath of farmland, and hired thousands of hired farmers to cultivate, coupled with a large number of farms around the annexation, is considered to be a large landowner of the nearby land boundaries.
The Little Golden Light Temple had a rule that if you wanted to cultivate these lands, you had to complete your Dharma homework three times a day.
There were also random tests on Buddhist knowledge from time to time.
This made these hired farmers as well as their families all basically followers of the Little Golden Light Temple.
They gathered at the foot of the mountain and naturally formed a popular town.
With a popular town, there would be no lack of businessmen.
With the sound of a bell ringing in the streets where people came and went.
A merchant team from Golden Bird City entered the town’s neighborhood and began to yell out what they wanted to sell while ringing their bells.
And as the pedestrians were attracted to this new caravan.
No one noticed, or wouldn’t care if they did.
Before the caravan entered the town, more than a dozen large rats leaped out of the carriages and then hid into the fields.
These rats were all elite rats that were controlled by Su Ping’s spirit rats, Little White and Little Gray.
This batch of rats were considered to be used to lay out in advance and scout for any movement in this Little Golden Light Temple.
From the current known intelligence.
This Little Golden Light Temple did not seem to be in chaos, and the ordinary people who were dependent on them still did not have an easy life, yet they were a little better than the villagers in most villages.
The temples located on the mountainside and at the top of the mountain also still had a solemn appearance of treasures, ringing bells on time to emit solemn chanting sounds.
“No big things happened just because I went to explore? Well …… that’s normal right.”
“Even if there are any conspiracies, it would probably be at the later stages of the process of organizing the Water and Land Dojo that they would be revealed.”
Su Ping confirmed that there was nothing abnormal about the Little Golden Light Temple, at least for now it did seem so.
He breathed a sigh of relief and began to focus on his own cultivation.
In addition to refining Qi and quenching the body, cultivating Immortality, various skills were also indispensable.
Especially since Su Ping had a big secret in his body, the more things he could be self-sufficient in, the more secure he naturally was.
Su Ping began to try reading.
Relying on getting high, he finished reading the talisman and weapon refining related chapters in the books.
Su Ping, who felt that he should be able to do it, felt that talismans looked the easiest.
It just so happened that he had also bought the relevant materials from the Hundred Treasures Marketplace there, so he began to give it a try.
The result was within Su Ping’s expectations.
The brain felt that he could do it, but the right hand holding the pen told Su Ping no, you can’t!
After wasting the materials several times, the simplest light body talisman failed.
Su Ping sighed and decided to shake people to help.
Su Ping wrote a letter to contact a former acquaintance from the outer gate.
After paying some benefits, he received a letter from the other party, introducing himself to an outer sect cultivator who was proficient in the art of talismans.
“Surprisingly, it is also a Supervisory Envoy!”
Su Ping read the letter and recalled the contents, the cultivator introduced by the other party was surnamed Luo, his name was Qing.
Born as a shepherd boy, he turned over a new leaf and became a high ranking cultivator by relying on the Immortal Ascension Society.
In the Immortal Sect, he discovered a talent for talismans and became a talisman master in the Outer Sect.
Unfortunately, the talent is too poor, and early greedy cultivation growth, eat too much Peiyuan Dan, even if the talisman to earn a lot more than ordinary disciples of the spirit stone.
Sixty years after the bitter cultivation or failed to break through the late stage of refining, and then a few months ago seems to be open, with a talisman skills and savings back to his hometown when the local city of the supervision of the ambassador.
It is also regarded as a return to his hometown.
If the descendants can come out a few capable, a hundred years later there is still hope to become the local magnates.
Treating such a cultivator.
Su Ping thought about it and brought up the remaining ten pounds of spirit rice and five pounds of demon beast meat to visit.
As for the big and small green fish it wasn’t that he couldn’t spare it, but this kind of spirit fish that hadn’t appeared in the Immortal Cultivation World, it was still a little too dangerous to venture out.
Golden Moon City, the supervision ambassador Luo Qing and Su Ping the same, did not live in the city, but to find a beautiful scenery in addition to repair the yard to live.
Luo Qing entered the Immortal Sect at the age of fifteen, and is now seventy-five years old.
In this world of mortals, such an age is not considered young.
Even if it is a qi refining cultivator, this age is also into the aging period.
Luo Qing likewise received a letter from an acquaintance and learned that someone wanted to come over to learn about his talismanic knowledge.
He agreed to do so, but in his heart, he didn’t care much about it, and only thought that he would just muddle through at that time.
Although he said he is retired, not so peer is a wrongdoer.
But looking at others to make money, the heart is still very uncomfortable.
Luo Qing was lying on the bed, discussing life with his new twentieth concubine.
Suddenly he eeped, sensing a cultivator approaching the courtyard.
Someone soon came to report, causing Luo Qing to frown slightly:
“How did this person come so fast, really interested in the way of talismans, why didn’t he go learn it when he was in the Immortal Sect before?”
Luo Qing muttered, getting up and dressing and with a serious expression:
“Wait for me under the covers, I’ll be right back.”
Not bothering to look at the concubine’s grumpy face.
Luo Qing walked out of the room and came to the lobby after seeing Su Ping.
His eyes came into contact with the spirit rice and demonic beast meat that Su Ping was carrying.
Luo Qing’s old face immediately blossomed into a smile that bloomed like a chrysanthemum.
“Your guests are here, why are my subordinates here so ignorant!”
“Quickly! Tea, serve tea, serve good tea!”
Su Ping had no interest in drinking tea, especially since this old Rune Master was miserly, and the so-called good tea he brought out was not even as good as what the City Lord’s Mansion had given to himself.
In a few simple sentences, Su Ping realized that this old cultivator fit the outer disciple’s perception of the image of a curmudgeonly character who retired as an inspector-envoy in his old age.
Because this was what this group of old cultivators who only thought about waiting for death looked like!
Su Ping did not have much nonsense with the other party, after receiving the benefits, this old talisman master also began to enter the state of a master and began to ask Su Ping about the difficult confusions in talismans.
A lot of things across the line, but often actually just a layer of white paper, pierce it will let a person suddenly realize.
The hard thinking of half a day is not as good as the words of experience of the seniors.
Su Ping sort of understood what these words meant.
Being taught by the old talisman master for a day.
Although drawing talismans was still a failure, Su Ping truly felt his progress and felt that he had found the right path for talismans.
Then, Su Ping, who felt that it was worth every penny, took out more spiritual rice.
He contracted the old talisman master for another day and night, and resolved all the doubts that had arisen so far before leaving with satisfaction.
But it was the concubine who waited for the old talisman master in the inner courtyard’s quilt that suffered.
Don’t look at her as a newbie, without the old rune master’s order, give her a hundred guts wouldn’t dare to disobey ah!
Not every supervisory envoy is like Su Ping, who will not kill indiscriminately or even implicate his family.
If the old master said to stay under the quilt, she can only stay, even if she is thirsty and hungry, she has to stay!