Chapter 2901 Shi Jian Performs a Method and Succeeds as the Headmaster

Maoshan, in ancient times, was called "Juqu Mountain". Because of its great spiritual energy, it was praised as "the famous mountain of heaven and earth lungs in Huayang" in the "Wei Ling Mantra" chanted by Maoshan Taoist priests every day, so it was called "Earth Lung Mountain". As early as the Qin and Han Dynasties, many alchemists practiced Taoism in Maoshan.

During the Western Han Dynasty, the three brothers of the Mao family in Xianyang, Shaanxi, Mao Ying, Mao Gu, and Mao Zhong, came to Juqu Mountain to practice Taoism, make elixirs, and do good deeds, benefiting the world. In order to commemorate the merits of the three brothers of the Mao family, people changed Juqu Mountain to Sanmao Mountain, or "Maoshan" for short. From the perspective of the Taoist cave heaven and blessed land, Maoshan belongs to the "first blessed land, the eighth cave heaven". In ancient times, there was a saying that there were "three palaces, five temples, and seventy-two thatched temples" on the mountain.

Moreover, each family and sect has its own temple, which is a place for many Taoists to practice together. The prosperity of Maoshan Taoism can be seen here. Of course, the dominant force in Maoshan is still the Shangqing Sect, that is, the "Maoshan Sect" together with the Longhushan Zhengyi and Gezaoshan Lingbao are collectively called the "Three Mountain Talismans".

The Maoshan Shangqing Sect is also divided into several branches. There are seven disciples in the lineage of Master Qingyuan. The eldest disciple Shi Jian has superb magic skills, a strong temperament, and is as violent as thunder. He is good at Lightning Thunder Fist and Muchun Dafa. He is the heir of his lineage; the second disciple Lin Fengjiao, nicknamed Uncle Jiu, is righteous and good at talismans and formations; the third disciple is Taoist Simu, who is good at refining weapons, summoning gods, and the art of warding off evil; the fourth disciple is Taoist Qianhe, who is good at spells and martial arts, and his strength is stronger than his senior brother Taoist Simu, but he is a little dull, too straightforward, and does not know how to adapt; the fifth disciple is Taoist Mamadi, who has poor qualifications and relatively weak strength, and does not pay much attention to hygiene, is extremely sloppy, and is just a weak chicken; the sixth disciple is Zhegu, who is good at the art of asking rice, can understand yin and yang, is good at divination, and has average strength.

The seventh disciple Zhang Yunqing, whose parents were killed by zombies, was adopted by Master Qingyuan since childhood. He is much older than the other senior brothers and sisters. He is born with a Taoist seed and has extraordinary qualifications. He is expected to achieve the realm of a real person in this life.

Nowadays, there are wars in the world, and people are living in poverty. The evil spirit between heaven and earth is thick, causing the spiritual energy to collapse. There has been no Taoist monks at the level of a heavenly master in the world for hundreds of years, and even real people are extremely rare.

Nowadays, the realm of Taoists in the world is mainly divided into four realms: refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, and refining emptiness into Taoism. Among them, Taoists in the realm of refining qi into spirit can become real people, and Taoists in the realm of refining spirit into emptiness can be called heavenly masters. As for the realm of refining emptiness into Taoism, it is already the existence of the Taoist ancestor. Since ancient times, perhaps only the Taoist ancestor Laozi has achieved it.

Zhang Yunqing looks heroic, full of energy and spirit, giving people a feeling of perfection. He wears a Maoshan Taoist robe and carries a peach wood sword on his waist. This peach wood sword is made of a hundred-year-old lightning-struck wood. For those who practice Taoism, it is definitely the best magic weapon and has a restraining effect on demons and zombies.

Zhang Yunqing is only a young man now, the youngest among all the brothers. He usually does not show his talent. He likes to study Taoist scriptures, meditate and practice, and has good popularity.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there will be disputes. Several of Zhang Yunqing's brothers also have conflicts. Among them, the eldest brother Shi Jian is arrogant and domineering, with a strong personality. He always looks like a boss when facing other brothers, which makes Taoist Simu and others very dissatisfied. On the contrary, the second brother Lin Fengjiao has a square and humble personality, and is loved and convinced by all the brothers.

Zhang Yunqing and several senior brothers stood aside, watching the eldest brother Shi Jian practicing the Taoist Lightning Thunder Fist. This is the orthodox magic of Master Qingyuan's lineage. Only future heirs can practice it. As the eldest brother, Shi Jian naturally learned this Taoist magic. He is powerful and has become the most powerful among the six senior brothers.

A bolt from the blue, thunder shook the void, and several silver snakes gathered and turned into dragons, descending from the sky and converging on a figure. This person has a resolute face, sharp eyes, a crown on his head, a solemn expression, beard and hair all stretched, and his feet are in a strong position. Lightning is wrapped around his body. His punches and kicks are unparalleled, and his Taoist robes are swinging, and the corners of his clothes are rustling. He is like a guardian general, a Taoist who kills evil, and is domineering and powerful. This person is Zhang Yunqing's eldest brother Shi Jian.

Shi Jian is indeed the eldest senior brother. He has superb cultivation. Now, at the age of only 40, he has already entered the realm of real people. His cultivation has reached the level of refining qi and transforming into spirit. When he swings his fists and feet, the thunder and lightning in the sky resonate. His set of lightning and thunder fists is fierce and domineering, and his cultivation is no less than that of Master Qingyuan.

"Okay, Shi Jian, stop it!"

Master Qingyuan is now in his seventies, with white hair and beard. Although his cultivation has reached the realm of real people, he still cannot live forever. He recently felt that his life span was coming to an end, so he summoned all the disciples and asked Shi Jian to perform the law, so that Shi Jian could take over the position of the head master of his lineage.

Upon hearing this, Shi Jian stopped the lightning and thunder fist, the silver snake in the sky dissipated, and the world suddenly fell into silence. Shi Jian bowed to his master and said.

"Master, I am here to show my ugliness!"

Shi Jian's voice was sonorous and powerful, full of domineering edge, like the collision of metal and iron, which made people awe-inspiring.

Lin Fengjiao and the others all looked at Shi Jian with envy. Lightning Thunder Fist could only be taught by the headmaster. After Shi Jian practiced this magic, his progress was rapid and his cultivation was far superior to that of other brothers.

Taoism regards thunder as the most respected, the first of all magics, with amazing power and the most domineering. It is the best way to subdue demons and monsters. Even evil ghosts that have lived for hundreds of years cannot withstand a thunderbolt.

"Shi Jian, your life span has come to an end. You have accumulated some good deeds by killing demons and monsters during your lifetime. You can enter the underworld and become a ghost messenger. In the future, you will be the headmaster of our lineage!"

Master Qingyuan's beard and hair are all white, his face is sallow, his eyes are dull, and his whole person exudes an aura of decay and decay. There are people in the Maoshan lineage, so Maoshan disciples can be protected by their ancestors. After that, you can become a ghost in the underworld, which can be regarded as a different kind of immortality.

"Disciple, thank you Master for your trust!"

Shi Jian has a domineering personality, and he will do his part without giving in to anyone else. His voice is loud and clear, revealing incomparable confidence and strength.

"Strength is easy to break. Shi Jian, I don't have to worry about your cultivation as a teacher, but you are too tough and can't restrain your edge. I hope you can improve in the future!"

Master Qingyuan knew his disciple's temperament best. He shook his head slightly, looked at the high-spirited and sharp-edged eldest disciple, and advised him earnestly.

"Master's teachings, disciples must obey!"

Shi Jian bowed his hands, but his back was straight, like an unsheathed sword, sharp and arrogant.

"That's all. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Whatever happens in the future, you will have your own misfortunes and blessings. As a teacher, you don't have to worry about it!"

Master Qingyuan didn't know that Shi Jian's words were not sincere. He sighed slightly and did not want to say more. He looked at the other disciples with a kind expression and said in a gentle voice.

"Your senior brother will be the real head master in the future, and you haven't met the new head master yet!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Fengjiao took the lead in saluting and shouted in unison.

"I've seen the real master!"

Zhang Yunqing bowed slightly, raised one hand up, and formed a seal with his hand. He looked solemn, lowered his head, and countless thunder and lightning flashed in his eyes. When he raised his head, the lightning in his eyes had dissipated.

"The Lightning Thunder Fist is indeed exquisite. This is the first time for me to see Senior Brother practice it. It is astonishingly powerful. Even in this age of law-ending, you can control the sky thunder. It is worthy of being a teaching magic of our lineage!"

Zhang Yunqing is extremely intelligent, and he deduced the secret of Lightning Thunder Fist just after watching it once. It is even more subtle and powerful than the original version.

"Junior brothers, no courtesy!"

Shi Jian accepted everyone's greetings calmly, with a bit of complacency on his face. He thought that he was the one who should be the master of the real person, but he didn't feel any special surprise, only a kind of natural joy.

Among the fellow disciples, Shi Jian was most afraid of Lin Fengjiao. This upright second fellow disciple was not inferior to him in qualifications. Although he had never practiced the Lightning Running Fist, he had already entered the realm of a Taoist real person and had reached the level of Qi Refining. The realm of God.

Master Qingyuan saw that everyone had paid homage to the new headmaster, with a satisfied smile on his face, coughed twice, and said in a weak voice.

"This way, I feel relieved!"

"Master!"

Everyone looked at Master Qingyuan worriedly, noticing that the fire of life in his body was shaking, like a candle in the wind, it might be extinguished at any time, and he was extremely weak.

Zhang Yunqing's eyes lit up slightly, he opened his Dharma Eyes, and looked at Master Qingyuan. He saw flames swaying on Master Qingyuan's head and shoulders. Among them, the flames symbolizing fortune did not change much, and only the fire of longevity dimmed. Without light, it will be extinguished.

Zhang Yunqing's expression was slightly gloomy. His longevity was determined by fate. Master Qingyuan's life had come to an end. He couldn't force it, otherwise it would destroy his good fortune and virtue, and he would easily encounter bad luck.

Zhang Yunqing turned his eyes slightly and looked behind Master Qingyuan. Two underworld messengers had arrived. They were here to take Master Qingyuan back to the underworld. Now the time had come, and they only waited for Master Qingyuan to die.

Zhang Yuanqing could see the evil, and the other brothers could naturally see it. As a Taoist priest from the Maoshan lineage, it would be really embarrassing if he couldn't open his eyes.

"You don't have to be sad for me. It's a good thing for me to work as an errand in the underworld. If I continue to accumulate virtue, maybe one day I can become an immortal and ascend to heaven!"

Nowadays, evil spirits are permeating the world, heaven is invisible and isolated from human beings. Immortals and gods never come down to earth again. Only the art of inviting gods to the body can let the ascetics know that heaven still exists.

"Disciple sends Master a respectful greeting!"

Shi Jian took the lead and knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, followed by everyone.

"Going to become a teacher!"

A faint smile appeared on Master Qingyuan's face. The last light in his eyes dissipated, and the Yin Shen flew out of his body. He looked at the disciples kneeling on the ground, opened and closed his mouth, and an invisible wave spread and spread to everyone. bottom of my heart.

"Practice well, slay demons, and accumulate virtue. I will be your master in the underworld waiting for you!"

"Disciple, please obey your master's orders!"

Everyone responded loudly and then stood up slowly. Zhang Yunqing glanced at the two undercover agents. Their faces were stiff and expressionless. One was white and the other was black. They were holding soul-seducing magic weapons. They were exuding a cold and cold air. After taking one look at everyone, he was about to take Master Qingyuan's Yin Shen back to the underworld.

There was a faint smile on Zhang Yuanqing's face. As the saying goes, money can make all the difference. He took out a few pieces of paper money from his arms, handed them over and said.

"I would also like to ask you two to take care of me. My master has just died and has little experience. I hope you will give me some guidance in the future!"

The two villains looked at each other, stretched out their hands, and the paper money flew into their hands. They looked down, with an extremely ugly smile on their stiff faces, and said in a cold voice.

"You are still sensible, don't worry, we will take care of your master in the future!"

The paper money sent by Zhang Yunqing is not easy to make. It is Dharma money, which either requires incense and mind power to be refined, or it requires pure magic power to be refined. It is of great benefit to Yin difference cultivation and is a common currency in the underworld.

Shi Jian glanced at Zhang Yunqing with disdain. He was arrogant and disdained to do such things. He only believed in his own iron fists. No ghost could withstand his lightning and thunder fist.

Lin Fengjiao and others also looked at Zhang Yunqing in surprise. They didn't expect that he would actually bribe two ghosts. This really opened their eyes. It turned out that this was possible. The underworld was not much different from the human world.

The two ghosts stood on the left and right beside the Yin God of Master Qingyuan. They activated the magic tools in their hands and instantly went underground and disappeared.

Shi Jian became Zhang Jiao Zhenren and needed to stay in Maoshan. The other brothers had gone down the mountain for many years and had their own residences. After saying goodbye to Shi Jian, they went down the mountain.

Only Zhang Yunqing was too young before and had never gone down the mountain. Now that Master Qingyuan has passed away, Zhang Yunqing is unwilling to stay on Maoshan for a long time. He and Shi Jian also made a request to go down the mountain and prepare to travel around the world and choose a place to settle down.

"Junior brother, you have only been practicing Taoism for more than ten years, and your cultivation is still shallow. If you go down the mountain alone and encounter some powerful ghosts, I am afraid you will not be able to defeat them. Why don't you stay with me for a while?"

Uncle Jiu has a kind personality and takes good care of his junior brother Zhang Yunqing. He is worried that he can do it alone, so he invites Zhang Yuqing to go back to Renjia Town with him.

Uncle Jiu opened a charity house in Renjia Town and made a living by exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts. Because of his superb magic and profound Taoism, he has a good life in the area of ​​100 miles. This is also the most common way for Taoists to make a living nowadays. On the one hand, he can make a living, and on the other hand, he can accumulate Yinde.

Although Zhang Yunqing was born a Taoist with a high level of cultivation, he has never shown his true ability. When he heard Lin Fengjiao say this, he lowered his head and thought for a while, nodded, and said with a smile.

"In this case, I will trouble Senior Brother Lin!"

"It's okay. We are all brothers from the same sect. Why be so polite!"

Lin Fengjiao waved her hand and said very proudly, which formed a sharp contrast with Shi Jian's indifferent expression.

At this time, a man in a Taoist robe came over. He was about the same age as Zhang Yunqing, but one generation younger. He had a fair complexion, dark eye bags, and an evil look, as if he had indulged in sex too much and lost his blood and qi.

"Congratulations, Master, for becoming the headmaster!"

On the surface, this man was Shi Jian's disciple, but in fact he was Shi Jian's illegitimate son. As the successor to the headmaster, Shi Jian was not allowed to get married according to the rules, but he violated the precepts, had an affair with someone, gave birth to Shi Shaojian, and brought him back to Maoshan to teach him personally.

"Shi Jian, Shi Shaojian! The names are so similar, is the eldest brother afraid that others don't know that this is his son?"

Zhang Yunqing's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Shi Jian and Shi Shaojian, father and son, with a hint of gloom in his eyes. Shi Shaojian relied on Maoshan magic to do evil and harm women. He broke his yang body early and indulged in women. His foundation was shallow.

"Jian'er, you came just in time. I haven't met your uncles yet!"

Shi Jian's stern and serious face showed a kind smile, and the whole person seemed to soften, and said to Shi Shaojian.

"Hello, uncles!"

Shi Shaojian's eyes turned and glanced at everyone, giving people a sense of frivolity. He bowed and saluted, with a sense of carelessness, as if he didn't take these uncles seriously.

"Nephew, please stand up!"

Lin Fengjiao reached out to support him. He didn't like Shi Shaojian very much, but he couldn't show it for the sake of his senior brother Shi Jian.

Shi Shaojian stood up and walked behind Shi Jian. Shi Jian glanced at his fellow brothers and said.

"Since you are all going down the mountain, I won't keep you!"

Everyone exchanged a few more pleasantries and came down from Maoshan. Everyone stood at the foot of the mountain, looked at each other, and went their separate ways.

At night, the moon was high in the sky. Zhang Yunqing and Uncle Jiu were walking in the wilderness. The trees were dense and the weeds were overgrown. There was a mass grave not far away. In the past few years, the warlords had fought each other and countless people had died tragically. Most of them were buried in the mass grave. The yin energy was very heavy and it was easy for ghosts to breed.

"Junior brother, wait a minute, I'm going to relieve myself!"

Lin Zhengying stopped and walked into the depths of the woods. His steps were hurried and he was obviously in a hurry.

Zhang Yunqing shook his head helplessly. It was obvious that his kidneys were not good and he couldn't hold his urine. It seemed that Senior Brother Lin was a little weak. I didn't know why he was so useless as a virgin.

Zhang Yunqing leaned against a tree, waiting for Lin Zhengying. Suddenly, a mist blew in, and a group of people appeared. They were dressed in white, carrying a sedan chair, and walked silently. The curtains of the sedan chair fluttered, revealing a face that was both angry and happy. Her skin was white, and she was painted with rouge, which was extremely beautiful. The woman was wearing a wedding dress, a red dress, and her autumn eyes were like water. She glanced at Zhang Yunqing and stretched out her hand to call softly.

"Little brother, come here!"

The sedan stopped on the road. These people had stiff faces and pale colors. Their eyes were as black as ink, and they were motionless, like puppets.

Zhang Yunqing's mouth corners were slightly raised, and a clear light flashed in the depths of his eyes. Looking around, these people in white clothes were full of death and their bodies were stiff. They were obviously dead, but they could still carry the sedan chair. It was interesting.

Zhang Yunqing stood up straight, walked forward a few steps, and came to the flower bridge. His nostrils twitched slightly, and a stench of corpse rushed into his nose, making him frown. He suppressed his displeasure and looked at the beautiful woman in the sedan chair, smiling and saying.

"Girl, in the middle of the night in the wilderness, why are you getting married at this time?"

The woman smiled coquettishly when she heard this, and said weakly, covering her mouth and nose with the handkerchief in her hand.

"Little brother, I don't know. My husband's family is far away. I have to get married in the middle of the night to catch up with the auspicious time tomorrow!"

"Oh, that's it. It's just that since we were in a hurry, why did we stop suddenly!"

Zhang Yunqing had a look of doubt on his face, his eyes were bright, he stared at the beautiful bride and continued.

"You are so beautiful, aren't you afraid of meeting bad people? After all, even if you are not a human being, some people will be malicious, and you will be in trouble!"

The woman's expression changed, the pupils in her eyes instantly stood up, emitting a green light, her fingernails suddenly stretched out, and she said sternly.

"Since you have seen through it, then go to hell!"