The word wealth is not just a single coin.

    Magic tools, methods and materials for refining magic tools, pills, Dan stoves and herbs for refining pills, as well as dozens of talismans worth tens of thousands

    All resources related to monasticism are actually "wealth".

    These are all questions for monks to think about and even fight for.

    It''s hard for a Taoist to make money without fooling.

    That night, Wang Sheng discussed with his master about the development of sects and the storage of resources, but Qing Yanzi told him not to worry. It was just peace of mind to practice on the mountain.

    It''s still the unspeakable master who is more professional when it comes to money.

    The next morning, Wang Sheng saw two small porcelain bottles on the table. When he opened them, there were several pills with a faint fragrance.

    Eh?

    Which Taoist priest did Shifu rob last night?

    Wang Sheng blinked and felt quite shocked. Without waiting for him to ask more, Qing Yanzi came from outside with a smile.

    "Have a taste. How about the Hui Yuan pill refined by master?"

    "Master, can you still refine pills?" Wang Sheng asked in a little surprise.

    "It was taught by an old Taoist priest on Wudang Mountain and passed me a Dan book. When I was young, I was idle and had nothing to do. I wrote it down," Qing Yanzi smiled calmly and was quite satisfied with the apprentice''s expression. "It''s just that it''s difficult to pick herbs now, so there are not many refined herbs. There are some left for the elder martial brother who provided the Dan stove. I can only keep these for you."

    Wang Sheng blinked and almost blurted out to ask his father if there was any pill to treat infertility.

    Well, I''d better have a chance to check the Dan book and the Dan Sutra. After all, it''s hard to say

    "Yesterday, I heard Shiwu junior brother talk about the previous incident. You were quite close to Maoshan disciple Liu Yunzhi and Longhu Mountain disciple Shi Qianzhang," Qing Yanzi sat on one seat. "Is that really so?"

    Without much thought, Wang Sheng replied, "it''s true. Master, what do we have against these two Daocheng?"

    "There''s no hatred," said Qing Yanzi with a smile. "I just want to tell you one or two, don''t care about his origin when making friends with others, and take his character as the standard. I heard Shiwu junior brother say that Shi Qianzhang seems to be a perverse, arrogant and domineering man. Don''t be influenced by him. It''s the enlightened heart you''ve finally got."

    Wang Sheng nodded seriously. "I understand. I''ll delete it for him later."

    Well, I deleted it once before and added it back. It''s still a friend application from all kinds of deadly chains.

    Shi Qianzhang may be the legendary performance personality. Wang Sheng also met this kind of person in his previous life. Most of them are psychological and... Abnormal.

    "It''s not necessary to delete friends," said Qing Yanzi with a smile. "Don''t do everything. Stay on the front line. It''s always good to meet in the future."

    "Master, you don''t know. This guy is real..." Wang Sheng shook his head and looked helpless. "He''s not a very good person."

    Qing Yanzi seemed to see something. He was relieved and didn''t mention it any more.

    Your apprentice should be measured.

    "Put away the pill and practice. I''m worried about the teacher."

    "Well, I''m sure I won''t do anything to humiliate the family style. Master, just rest assured."

    Wang Sheng can only guarantee that. He really can''t say whether he will be bothered by Shi Qianzhang in the future. He can''t help being rude as soon as he meets.

    Immeasurable God, calm down.

    These pills are used to restore their own true yuan, accelerate the absorption of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, stimulate their own potential, and also have a little effect of restoring injuries.

    Wang Sheng didn''t dare to refuse what his master gave him. He put away the pill and went to the gate with his new sword.

    Standing with a sword, the Tao is derived and the Tao is born. This mind is free and clear.

    From time to time, the mountain wind blew, Wang Sheng took out his sword, and the blade pursued the wind. He slowly spread the Beidou sword array from beginning to end, and experienced many changes in the sword array.

    At the beginning of repairing the sword array, when there was some heat, Wang Sheng tied himself with a dummy and used the dummy as the "enemy" to display the seven star sword array and ponder the profound meaning of the sword array.

    Now, he has already passed that stage, and this set of seven star sword array is entering the house.

    Although I dare not say that my accomplishments in this sword array have caught up with my master, it is not too far away.

    In a few minutes, Wang Sheng took his sword and stood on the hard stones on the side of the road, as if he were in harmony with heaven and earth.

    Wisps of heaven and earth vitality gathered towards Wang Sheng, turned around Wang Sheng, slowly whirled away and washed his body.

    Not far away in the forest, mu wanxuan sitting quietly under the tree seemed to feel where Wang Sheng was. She closed her eyes and practiced, and a little smile crossed the corner of her mouth.

    In the main room, Qing Yanzi doesn''t know where he has gone. He should also find a place to practice.

    In the mountain gate where few people patronize, the days are still so peaceful and happy.

    Just... Elder martial sister''s savvy is really amazing.

    On the third day Wang Sheng gave her the Jade Flute, she was able to play some coherent and simple tunes; After six or seven days, she has been able to play some complete tracks.

    Half a month later, every time mu wanxuan played the Jade Flute, there were always wisps of spiritual thoughts that made people feel peaceful, which often made people feel something.

    Then master Qing Yanzi had a new idea.

    On the first full moon night after returning to the mountain, Qing Yanzi took his two disciples for another toss.

    Let mu wanxuan change into a green antique Luo skirt. Her white waist highlights her figure incisively and vividly. Her long hair is tied into a tassel hairpin, and two thin gauze hair bands fall in front of her shoulders.

    When she played the jade flute in the moonlight, Wang Sheng, who was wearing a green gauze Taoist robe, danced the ancient sword, smelled the yuan, and scattered the sword shadow like a star

    However, nearby, a Xiandao big man is holding a mobile phone with main camera function, squatting on the ground regardless of the image, constantly adjusting the angle of the video, and his mouth is still plausible.

    "Yes, this angle is very right

    Xiao Sheng, you are too focused on sword dancing. Make more eye contact with your senior sister.

    Xiao Xuan smiled, ah, yes... Not to make you laugh, but to have that kind of eyebrow corner with a smile... Yes, yes! "

    Finally, in the middle of the night, Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan sat by the Kang tired and enjoyed the dozens of seconds short film shot by master.

    Qing Yanzi whispered:

    "The jade flute is hidden with thousands of sleeves, and the sword is purple. Who hears it. Whose Jasper is dyed with the moon, and asks what you like here."

    Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan looked at each other. They both couldn''t help laughing.

    Qing Yanzi coughed, calmly took back his mobile phone and said, "have a rest earlier. I''ll process the video tomorrow."

    "Master," Wang Sheng couldn''t help asking, "what''s the use of shooting these videos."

    Qing Yanzi said with an indifferent face: "I''m in the circle of friends as a teacher. I envy those old Taoists who don''t have disciples."

    Wang Sheng''s heart swung. He couldn''t help holding his forehead with his hand. The elder martial sister smiled and leaned back and forth.

    After returning to the mountain, his monastic life has just settled down. At this time, Wang Sheng just wants to practice quietly, strive to improve his realm to the state of conception within a year, and feel what it is to open a valley without food.

    But Li Shiwu, the deputy leader, came to their yard with a worried face just one month after they returned to the mountain.

    The gray haired old Taoist stood in front of the younger Qing Yanzi. Seeing that Qing Yanzi looked a little unhappy, he could only greet him as much as possible.

    "Elder martial brother Qingyanzi, you must help younger martial brother again this time..."

    Qing Yanzi frowned and said, "is there another exchange meeting? My two disciples also want to practice. They can''t go out every day."

    Li Shiwu hurriedly said, "how can there be such a frequent exchange meeting? This time it will take half a day at most. If you can do it yourself, you may not be able to use it for half a day."

    Qing Yanzi looked at Li Shiwu with a little speechless. The latter could only shake his head, smile bitterly and bow repeatedly.

    "Sit in the room and talk slowly. What''s the matter?"

    Li Shiwu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a bitter smile: "Hey, this is also a private matter. It''s in my hometown. I went to find martial uncle and martial uncle. They can''t open their mouth for help. I asked you, senior brother. You are the most reliable one among my peers."

    Qing Yanzi was a little soft in his ears and didn''t refuse Li Shiwu''s invitation.

    It depends on how things go. If it''s a little difficult, let non-verbal and non-verbal go. If it''s not difficult, he''s just a master

    Willing to delay their own practice and bear all these hardships for the disciples.

    ……

    More than ten minutes later, Li Shiwu walked briskly down the mountain. Before leaving, he didn''t forget to say hello to Wang Sheng, who was practicing his sword outside.

    Wang Shenggang had some ominous premonitions, and master''s call followed.

    "Xiao Xuan, Xiao Sheng, come in."

    When Wang Sheng and mu wanxuan came near, the master asked, "do you two think there are ghosts in the world?"

    Ghost, ghost?

    Mu wanxuan suddenly twitched her little hand and pursed her lips. Her small face turned white. Her eyes showed a little fear. She looked up at her master and shrank directly behind Wang Sheng.

    "I almost forgot, Xiao Xuan, you are most afraid of these," Qing Yanzi seemed to suddenly think of something. He patted his forehead and sighed, "you go outside to practice for a while. Let Xiao Sheng do it."

    Elder martial sister, a friar in childbirth, is afraid of ghosts?

    Wang shengslightly felt a little incredible. When the elder martial sister came out of the door, she looked at the master with exploratory eyes.

    Qing Yanzi calmly explained a few words: "ah, when she was seven or eight years old, the teacher wanted to stimulate her to speak more, so he listened to the midnight ghost story radio for a period of time, which left her the problem of fear of ghosts."

    This is about to make complaints about the Tucao''s soaring.

    Wang Sheng asked, "master, what was the effect?"

    "It doesn''t work, but it''s more serious. Your elder martial sister, she... Cough, almost autistic."

    Wang Sheng:

    Master, he can definitely do it!