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Chapter 267 Lingxu, the Dharma Scripture
Taoist name is the honorific title of a Taoist priest.

Among the heretic practitioners, most of them choose a pseudonym for themselves, have no rules or regulations, and just entertain themselves.

However, among the three orthodox sects, the decision on Taoist names, the rank of Taoist disciples to Taoist priests, and even the talismans are all bestowed as a whole, with their own rules, such as the three realms of cultivation and the standard for being admitted to the heavenly court.

When Xinghua Zhenren from the government arrived at the Huoxu Cave, he brought with him a set of Taoist robes, including a golden Ruyi crown, a red Luoyun robe, a sash, and a pair of cloud shoes.

In the cave, under the thousand-year-old plum tree, the master personally tied up Ji Ming's hair and put on a crown. If Fei Huzi were still alive, this event of great significance to Ji Ming should have been done by his master.

Under the tree, Xinghua Zhenren stood aside, looking at Ji Ming with a smile.

Just by looking at this mountain, this peak, and this cave, he knew that this boy in the sect was not one of those with shallow roots. He just didn't expect that he would be so close to the local master, who treated him like his own son.

"Senior Brother Lu is stationed in Taiping Blessed Land, refining treasures in seclusion all year round, and I am responsible for the internal affairs of the sect.

I have been paying attention to the Taoists on and off the mountain, including this Heguan Golden Boy, and I dare not be careless at all. I didn’t realize that this boy is so outstanding, just like a fish leaping over the dragon gate. "

Xinghua Zhenren couldn't think of any outstanding aspects of this boy, so he simply stopped worrying about it in his heart. He just kept an eye on him secretly and told himself that he must pay more attention to his growth in the future.

What Senior Brother Lu said makes sense. The long-term prosperity of Taiping Mountain does not depend on one or two geniuses, but on the excellence of generation after generation. I am too concerned about the future potential of one or two people.

Holding up a lotus seed, Xinghua Zhenren walked to the nearby sword-washing pool and put the lotus seed in his hand into the water. In an instant, a lotus bud grew. Then the Zhenren slowly shook his whisk, muttering something.

Immediately, auspicious light shone through the lotus buds in the pond, and spiritual words floated in the air.

"Sister Susu, what is that real person doing?"

Linggu, carrying a magic sword on her back, sat next to Susu and asked in a low voice.

"Take the magic scroll!" Su Su looked at Ling Gu and patiently explained, "This magic scroll is extremely mysterious. It has the ability to command ghosts and gods, save living beings, and communicate with the heavens. It is also the proof of going to heaven and entering the earth.

In the three sects of Cangtian, only when the Taoists in the sect are admitted to the heavenly court, the ancestor in the heaven will be moved, and will he collect the three days of pure spiritual energy to refine a magic scroll, store it in the spirit seed and send it down to the mortal world. "

Ling Gu asked curiously: "Does our Zhongtian Dao Clan have any magic scrolls?"

Su Su smiled and shook her head, saying: "The magic scrolls are unique to the Huangting Palace, Zhenling Sect, and Taiping Mountain. At first, they were just for the convenience of disciples to practice, but later they gradually evolved into a symbol of identity, Taoism, authority, and responsibility.

Originally, the Great Chunyang Palace and even Taiwu Mountain also imitated it, but later it was found that it did not conform to the principle of purity and inaction of our Zhongtian Dao lineage, so the talismans were abolished one by one. "

Ling Gu held her cheek and said, "We don't have such ranks as Taoist people, Taoist disciples, and Taoist priests in the Zhongtian Taoist lineage."

"These are just external appearances. Once you cultivate to the Golden Elixir, everyone will respect you as a True Person. Once you cultivate to the Yang God, everyone will respect you as an Immortal. Why do you need others to define your identity and level of Taoism?"

"Too!"

Linggu nodded thoughtfully.

Ji Ming looked at the lotus buds in the pond, but he was not too excited. At least not as excited as when he obtained the "Xuanming Divine Form Diagram" after deciphering the talisman, or when he was named "Golden Boy Who Holds Fire" by the Star God.

After all, the talisman is more of a proof of the Taoist's identity and the status of the mountain sect, providing convenience for practice.

If it weren't for this magic talisman, Ji Ming could still command ghosts and gods and save living beings, but the means would be a little more complicated, and the magic talisman could not directly provide support for cultivators in fighting.

If not, how could Zen Master Sura easily pass the ancestral certificate of the Sibeiyun Temple to Zhiguang during his lifetime.

Xinghua Zhenren took the lotus bud from the pond, held it in his palm, and walked to Ji Ming, his face gradually becoming serious. Ji Ming knew that this was the Zhenren who was going to formally grant him a Taoist name and a talisman, so he calmed down and listened to the Zhenren's announcement.

"Zhang Bao, a Taoist, has been practicing Taoism for several years. He is very diligent and values ​​Taoism and the preservation of nature.

Today, the True Lord has decided to give me the rank of Taoist priest, grant me a talisman, and grant me the Taoist name "Lingxu".

With a wave of the whisk, the lotus bud bloomed, and a ray of light from it settled on Ji Ming's body. After passing through his limbs and bones, it slowly floated above his head and settled in the divine flower (primordial spirit), one of the three flowers.

In Ji Ming's soul, the magic scroll was carefully felt by his soul, and then Ji Ming said: "Lingxu would like to thank the real person here."

Xinghua Zhenren said in a very intimate tone: "Why thank me? You still have to work hard on your own."

Then, he said earnestly: "Although the talisman is convenient and has many mysteries, Taoists of my generation must still take the true dharma of our sect as the basis and the behavior of the Tao as the root. Remember, remember."

After giving a few instructions, Xinghua Zhenren did not stay in Huoxu Cave for too long and hurried back to Taiping Mountain.

After finishing all the trivial matters, Ji Ming did not rush into seclusion to digest his recent gains. Instead, he wandered around the Jiheng Mountains, taking the path of relaxation and temporarily putting his studies behind him.

During his travels, he would meet friends at various summits. He would shine the magic talisman above his head, and all the wanderers would bow to him and even the evil-doers would compete to become his sworn brothers.

Today he travels east, tomorrow he travels west, flying back and forth. One day, he and the old ape came to Liuxiang Peak arm in arm. The old ape said mysteriously: "Lingxuzi, do you remember the little crane demon from Liuxiang Peak who dedicated himself to refining his internal organs for you?"

"Of course I remember." Ji Ming showed a strange look on his face, and said: "I remember that Yuan Lao once encountered the arrival of Lao Su Fa Nian on Liuxiang Peak. I heard that you suffered a great loss in this matter."

"Why bring up the past?" The old ape waved his hand and said, "I want to talk about something else. Do you still remember the Taoist Qiuqiu on this peak?"

"Remember!
The demon crane from Liuxiang Peak that I killed back then claimed to be on Liuxiang Peak, guarding a 300-year-old "Three Insects Resurrection Grass" for that Taoist Qiuqiu."

"Yes, yes." The old ape rubbed his hands and whispered, "To be honest, I have always wanted that resurrection grass. If I can get it, after I refine the Yuandan, I can immediately revive my body."

"The old ape wants me to..."

Ji Ming became serious. No wonder Old Ape invited him to travel around the mountains and rivers. It turned out that he wanted him to help him seize the spiritual herbs.

"If Taoist Qiuqiu follows the right path and accumulates good deeds, I will naturally not have such thoughts. But just look at the two cranes he raised and you will know something about his character."

"inappropriate!"

Ji Ming shook his head and said, "There is a netherworld monitoring under Jiheng Mountain. Even if he has flaws in morals and even kills people to make treasures, he is at least a disciple of Tiannan Ghost God Zhong Chengzi, and has a heavy karma on his body."

Old Ape scratched his head until his skin was almost broken, thinking that this was not a question of cause and effect, but clearly a question of money and resources.

Now Ji Ming is the Golden Boy who controls fire in Yanshou Palace. He is responsible for slaying demons and eliminating evil. The magic talisman on his body can even mobilize the soldiers of the underworld. If a person practices evil, he can be killed. Who dares to interfere?

Fortunately, it was not just Old Yuan who lobbied Jintong this time.

"Junior Brother Lingxu, he is refining the Three Livestock Yin Rope, which will be of great use to me."

A familiar voice sounded, and then something was thrown over and Ji Ming caught it steadily in his hand.

Ji Ming folded the things in his hands, and his attitude immediately changed. He looked at the newcomer and said with a smile, "No problem, but this evil person who relied on Zhong Chengzi's reputation to run rampant deserves this disaster in his fate."

(End of this chapter)