One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 253: Mr. Zheng

Zhao Fuyun walked in the market town, just to recall his memories of being here.

If the journey of life is a line, then only by looking back from time to time can you know whether you are going in circles.

So memory is something that proves a person's existence.

This is true whether it’s your own or someone else’s.

Zhao Fuyun walked past the brothel and thought that before he left, an assassin had stayed here. He didn't know how he was doing now, or whether he was still there.

He didn't go to see it. This time he came here mainly to enter the Nether Prison and look for the precious materials he needed for refining weapons.

Then, he went to several shops where he had eaten before, ate again, and then returned to the small temple where Yang Xiao'e was.

The door was open. Yang Xiao'e and Jing Qing, or Xiaodie, were sitting there eating. When Zhao Fuyun came in, they stood up and were about to ask him if he had eaten. Zhao Fuyun stretched out his hand in the air and said, "You eat yours, I'll draw some talismans."

So Zhao Fuyun ground his own talisman ink, spread out the blue talisman paper and started drawing on an empty table next to him.

He first drew a god-binding talisman, then thought for a while and integrated the magic-suppressing spell into the god-binding talisman.

After wasting several pieces of talisman paper, he drew a talisman to suppress demons and bind gods.

The two kinds of magic intent can only be integrated into a piece of talisman paper to form a whole. If he is asked to cast a spell out of thin air, he can only cast the 'imperial suppression' method first, and then cast the 'imperial binding' method. However, the talisman paper that has been drawn first can integrate the two kinds of magic intent together to form one.

Then, he drew a [Red Flame Gold Talisman]. Once the talisman was completed, the blue talisman paper could not hold the weight and burned directly.

Zhao Fuyun stopped thereafter. This red flame gold talisman was a talisman formed in his upper qi sea.

There are two reasons why the blue talisman paper cannot contain it. One is that the Red Flame Gold Talisman contains too many magical meanings, and the blue talisman paper really cannot contain them. The second is that Zhao Fuyun cannot draw it out completely yet, and he just understands it in his heart.

After that, he began to draw many small talismans, and drew out all the talisman papers he knew in his mind.

When all the talisman papers were used up, he stopped writing and looked up. Yang Xiao'e and Jing Jing were standing beside him, and they were both watching him carefully.

Zhao Fuyun didn't care about other people's learning and put away the talisman paper, pen and ink.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"We have been prepared for a long time and can enter the Hell at any time." Jing Jing said: "It's just..."

"Just what?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"It's just that we want to know your true identity." Jing Jing said, "If you don't tell us, we can't go in with you."

She had already used honorifics in her words.

Zhao Fuyun thought about it, tilted his head slightly, and said, "That's right."

After he finished speaking, he took out two yellow talismans from his arms, one of which was the [Divine Fire Talisman], and the other was the [Magic Spell to Suppress Magic].

He handed it to Yang Xiao'e and Jing Jing respectively.

When the two men took the two talismans respectively, they looked carefully at the familiar yet unique patterns. They were confused at first, then shocked. They looked up at Zhao Fuyun, but Zhao Fuyun was already sitting in front of the stove, leaning his elbows on the edge, warming himself by the fire.

After Zhao Fuyun left, they never saw anyone selling such talismans again. The two talismans they had bought originally had long lost their magical power due to age, and became useless talismans with only the talisman images but no magical power. However, despite this, they did not throw them away.

Because they knew that this was a unique talisman, which could be called a secret talisman, because no other talisman as special as this had ever been seen in the entire Dayingfang City.

"You are Taoist Fuyun." Yang Xiao'e asked in surprise.

Zhao Fuyun looked up, smiled, and said, "Why, doesn't it look like that?"

His hands were suspended above the stove, his fingers kneading in the firelight. Under his fingers, the flames seemed to become silk, like cotton wool, which he kneaded into strips of fiery red silk threads, and then let go. The threads of fire floated in the air, floating in the void, and did not dissipate for a long time, forming a scene of red threads flying all over the sky.

"Similar, but also not similar." Yang Xiao'e said shyly under Zhao Fuyun's gaze.

Jing Jing, on the other hand, did not say anything. Her eyes, illuminated by the firelight, flashed with an inexplicable charm.

"Your aura always makes me feel familiar, but your face is very different, so I dare not recognize you." Yang Xiao'e said.

Zhao Fuyun smiled, but his eyes fell on Jing Jing and asked, "Fellow Daoist Jing Jing, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Of course." Jing Jing took two steps forward, took a deep breath, and said, "Master, do you still remember what happened on that snowy night?"

After she said this, Yang Xiaoe was a little confused. She looked back and forth between Zhao Fuyun and Jing Jing in shock. She was thinking in her heart, "Oh my God, Sister Jing, did something happen between you and Taoist Fuyun? Snowy night?"

However, Zhao Fuyun knew that she was trying to confirm her identity. After all, there were various spells in the cultivation world that were hard to guard against.

"That snowy night, I was in the shop and heard the whole process. From this, I know that Fellow Daoist Jing is a kind and merciful person, but you don't have to feel guilty or blame yourself. As the saying goes, when you embark on the path of cultivation, half of your life has been given to God, and when you enter the netherworld, the other half is also given to darkness. No matter what happens, we should accept it."

"Of course, the families of those people were unwilling to acknowledge them and thus took away Daoist Brother Jing's belongings. That was wrong of them. Daoist Brother Jing, you only need to think about yourself. Although good fortune has not yet arrived, disaster is far away."

When Yang Xiao'e heard this, she realized that the "snowy night" was probably the night when Sister Jing came to see her.

Jing Jing bowed to Zhao Fuyun and said, "Thank you for your enlightenment, Taoist Priest."

Zhao Fuyun returned the gift.

"Master, please allow me to explain to the three brothers of the Tie family, and then come back to enter the Nether Prison with you." Jing Jing said seriously. Zhao Fuyun knew that she must have to explain everything to the three male cultivators last night. After all, she did not completely refuse yesterday.

After Jing Jing left, Yang Xiao'e became a little embarrassed.

She had a master, but she always wanted to learn talisman from Zhao Fuyun. In her opinion, if Zhao Fuyun was willing to teach her, she could also worship Zhao Fuyun as her master, but Zhao Fuyun did not agree. She could only buy a talisman from Zhao Fuyun and copy it every day. Her master had also observed and learned the magic fire talisman.

"Xiaodie, come here quickly." Yang Xiao'e called the little temple boy over awkwardly.

"Come and pay your respects to the Taoist priest." Yang Xiao'e pulled Xiaodie, stretched out his hand and pushed her to the ground, and Xiaodie knelt down.

Zhao Fuyun stretched out his hand and a gentle force lifted her up. He said, "It is also fate. I will give you a magic talisman. You can hide it on your body and use it for self-protection."

He took out a [Taixu Fire Tribulation Talisman] carved from a spirit stone and said, "The tribulation arises from the heart. When anger arises from the heart, you should often hold this talisman and feel its true meaning. It can turn the distracting thoughts in your heart into flames and burn them, so that they will not disturb your mind. Over time, it can restore your peace of mind. If you can comprehend the meaning of the Dharma, it will be of great help in your future foundation building."

Xiaodie raised her head and looked at Zhao Fuyun with the one eye that was not covered by her hair.

However, Zhao Fuyun could see that she had many negative emotions in her heart, such as inferiority, fear, sensitivity, suspicion and so on.

"All emotions are the fuel for the fire in the heart." After Zhao Fuyun finished speaking, even Yang Xiao'e seemed to understand something and thought that if possible, she would turn all the chaotic thoughts that had arisen in her mind these days into flames and burn them clean.

Xiaodie took it and said softly, "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for the talisman."

Zhao Fuyun reached out and touched her head. She just shrank slightly and didn't move again.

"Go and have a rest." Zhao Fuyun said, then looked up at Yang Xiao'e and said, "Daoyou Xiao'e, can you tell me why your master was sent to Hell?"

Yang Xiaoe was pulled back from his daze by Zhao Fuyun's voice. He slowly sat down beside her and said, "In recent days, many people have organized teams to enter the Nether Prison, and they are all seniors from Purple Mansion. They seem to be going deep into the Nether Prison to explore something."

"Master is the priest of the Red Flame Temple. She refined a magic lamp that can drive away darkness in the Nether Prison. Various Red Flame spells have a good effect in darkness. That's why she was invited by Zheng of Chongyingfang to go to the Nether Prison."

"If someone else had invited me, I would definitely not have gone. But when I came here to open the temple, Zheng from Chongyingfang helped me a lot. Over the years, they have come to give gifts every year during the New Year. So when Zheng said that he wanted to go to the Hell and hoped that I could accompany him, I couldn't refuse."

"Is that so?" Zhao Fuyun pondered and asked, "Have many people from large families organized teams to enter the Hell recently?"

"Yes, if the team from Chongyingfang Zheng entered at the same time, there would also be the Ning family from Huashan and the Gao family from Jingyang Road."

"Not only did the Zheng team from Chongyingfang not come out, but even the people from the Huashan Ning and Gao families did not come out, so now they are organizing a second group of people to go in." Yang Xiao'e said.

"Sister Jing didn't want to go in with them. She thought they might go too deep, so she wanted to form a small team to go in. She wanted to invite the eldest brother of the Tie brothers, but the three Tie brothers had already been invited by the Zheng family, and they called for us to join them instead."

"Oh, we don't care about them, we only care about ourselves. If there is any danger, we will retreat. I just go in to find some precious materials for refining weapons, but I won't force anything." Zhao Fuyun said.

He could feel the worry deep in Yang Xiao'e's heart. She was obviously also worried that Zhao Fuyun would enter the depths of the Hell like those people.

Although there are more than ten Chiyan Temples near Luodu, if there are so many teams entering, those aristocratic families who organize the teams will definitely invite the temple priests of the Chiyan Temples. It can be seen that the temple priests of the Chiyan Temples are in short supply at this time.

Yang Xiao'e is also at the foundation-building stage, and he must have refined some magical lamps, which are very useful in the Netherworld. He will definitely be invited.
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Jing Jing went to the grain drying ground and explained to the Tie brothers that she would not go to the Hell with them, and also expressed her apologies to the third son of Zheng.

Although the Tie brothers were well-known independent cultivators in the Luo Sect, Jing Jing mainly wanted to explain to the third son of the Zheng family.

She has lived here for a long time and of course knows the influence of the Zheng family in Luodu, so she dare not offend them.

Regarding her situation, the eldest brother of the Tie brothers, Tie Da, met with the third son of Zheng and told him about it. The third son of Zheng frowned slightly.

He has long eyebrows that reach his temples, and looks very handsome. However, his eyebrows are like swords, giving people the feeling that he is not easy to talk to.

"This Jing Jing is nothing special. He is a cultivator with a dual foundation of earth and gold. He is good at swordsmanship. In recent years, he has often used sword and shield to fight against enemies. During fights, he often rushes to the front and is quite brave. And with him is Yang Xia, a disciple of Xiaguang Temple."

Tie Da stopped talking here. He knew that Mr. Zheng San must know who Yang Xia's disciple was.

"Oh, why did they refuse?" Young Master Zheng San looked down at the map in his hand and asked casually.

"They are going to enter the Hell with other people." Tie Da said.

The Third Master Zheng looked up and asked in confusion, "Someone else? Who?"

"A foreigner who looks very impressive." Tieda said.

"My Zheng family has never failed to pay respects to the Xiaguang Temple during festivals. They knew that I, the Zheng family, was going to be imprisoned, but they rejected me and instead entered the Imprison with a foreigner." When the third son of the Zheng family said this, he stared at Tie Da and said, "Tell me, why did they do this?"

"I don't know." Tie Da said cautiously.

“Although I have invited people from the Chiyan Sect from Mount Qiyun, it doesn’t make sense for Yang Xiao’e to do this.” said the third Master Zheng.

"Then, should we call them over?" Tie Xiao asked in a loud voice. He knew that although the Third Master Zheng was always very polite, if he was rejected or if he felt that someone was rude to him, he would definitely make the other person pay the price.

The sentence he said most often was, "When living in this world and dealing with others, all you need to pay attention to is etiquette."

"When people live in this world, they must pay attention to etiquette when dealing with others. I have never treated Xiaguang Temple unfairly. Yang Xiao'e is Yang Xia's disciple and has been treated well. If she didn't go to the Netherworld, it would be fine. But since she wants to go in, but not with me, it is rude."

“You go to Xiaguang Temple and explain clearly to Yang Xiao’e that she wants to follow me. I will help her find Yang Xia who is trapped there.” After the third Master Zheng finished speaking, he lowered his head to look at the map in his hand. There were three words on the map - Map of the Netherworld.

Tie Da went out and came to Jing Jing's side and said, "Let's go back to Xiaguang Temple. The Third Young Master has something to say to Yang Xiao'e."

Jing Jing's expression changed slightly, and she said, "Can I apologize to the Third Young Master in person?"

"There's no need for that." Tieda refused directly.

Jing Jing frowned. She looked at the room where Mr. Zheng San was. She believed that he could hear what she said, but he did not let her in. It was obvious that he really did not want to talk to her.

Her heart couldn't help but feel hung in the air.

(End of this chapter)