Inheriting a Taoist temple, the story begins with Wu Zetian offering incense.

Chapter 214 Gongsun Da Niang is a Miracle of Stirring Up Fire! [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

This bronze sword covered in mud is actually the famous sword Chun Jun?
Upon hearing this name, not only Zhou Yi, but also Li Qingzhao and Wu Zetian looked incredulous... The most mysterious sword in history, just casually tied to the crossbar of a bicycle, isn't that a bit too hasty?

Zhou Yi took the sword into his hand. As soon as he grasped the hilt, the yellow mud on the blade quickly dried, clumped, cracked, and weathered, eventually turning into dust and drifting away in the wind, revealing the golden blade with black diamond-shaped patterns.

The mysterious and peerless sword from history has finally revealed its true form!
This sword is over 60 centimeters long, with a relatively wide blade. At about 20 centimeters from the tip, there is a noticeable curve that narrows towards the waist, making it easier to thrust straight at the target.

Besides the blade, the various gemstones inlaid on the hilt are also very eye-catching. It's just a pity that the silk threads wrapped around the hilt turned to ashes over the course of 2,500 years.

"What a beautiful sword!"

Li Qingzhao stared at the sword, looking at it from left to right. She had been somewhat unconvinced when she read in ancient books that Chun Jun was called "the most noble and unparalleled sword," but now that she saw it with her own eyes, she was immediately convinced.

Ordinary swords either exude a murderous aura or have a deterrent effect, but this sword alone radiates boundless nobility.

Zhou Yi waved his hand twice and found Fan Li's gift quite interesting. Seeing that Xi Shi was in a sorry state, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't strengthened the beautiful woman's body yet, so he used the Jade Purity Technique to give Xi Shi a body-strengthening spell.

Xi Shi's skin began to sweat and gradually turned red, which didn't stop until ten minutes later.

The Book of Changes says:

"Take a shower and change your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold."

After saying that, he took Chun Jun back to his room and placed it horizontally in the cabinet.

After more than 2,500 years, this sword is still incredibly sharp. If you have the chance, you can use it to perform a ritual and see how it works.

By the time breakfast was ready, Xi Shi had also finished her bath and changed into the windproof pants and t-shirt that Wu Zetian had bought for her. It must be said that a great beauty is a great beauty; she can easily pull off both ancient and modern clothing.

Wearing outdoor gear, she looked both beautiful and cool, yet her eyes still held a hint of timidity, like a little white rabbit stepping into unfamiliar territory... well, a little white rabbit wielding two AK47s.

Just as everyone was about to start eating, Chen Tang arrived with over a hundred Qiang horses. He really wanted to see the admiring looks from Xin Qiji and Zhao Xu, but unfortunately, he arrived a bit early. The two Song Dynasty men hadn't come over yet, so he had to drive the horses to the back mountain first and then focus on breakfast.

Zhou Yi inquired about the massacre of the Qiang people, and he recounted it in detail, then sighed:
"It's a pity that officials with a salary of over two thousand shi cannot be killed; they need to be tried by the imperial court. Otherwise, I would have dealt with the governor of Wuwei as well."

Killing this prefect would give Kuang Heng and others a handle to use against him. It would be better to take the matter to the court and explain everything clearly. Whoever pleads for the prefect will be the one to be punished.

Using cartilage to create a nest can attract more cartilage, which is making the most of the resources.

After the meal, Xi Shi carried her bicycle to the tap with one hand, preparing to wipe the "patina" off the frame. Chen Tang went to feed the horses on the back mountain, while Li Qingzhao and Wu Meiniang were in charge of unpacking the recently arrived packages.

Zhou Yi rode his motorcycle down the mountain and arrived at Sun Erfa's hardware processing shop.

There was no work in the shop at the moment, and Sun Erfa was scrolling through Douyin looking at pretty girls. When he saw Zhou Yi come in, he asked with a smile:
"What's wrong, Xiao Yi? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The Book of Changes asks:

"Do you have any black iron plates? I'm planning to have a batch of black tokens made."

Sun Erfa got up and went into the ingredient preparation room, where he found a black steel plate:
"There aren't many iron items, and they're easily deformed. What do you think of this steel plate?"

Zhou Yi examined it and thought it was acceptable, so he asked him to cut it into a shield-shaped token suitable for holding, with the two characters "Hun Yuan" etched on the front and several lines of smaller characters etched on the back:
"The Divine Firmament Jade Purity Palace, the Five Directions Thunder Envoys; patrol day and night, protecting those who hold the token."

Zhou Yi originally wanted to inscribe the name of Lei Zu directly, but then thought it would be too high-profile, so he decided to give it to the Five Barbarian Thunder Envoys instead. There weren't many black iron tokens, so they shouldn't be able to bother them.

Upon hearing the inscription, Sun Erfa chuckled and said:

"Well done, Xiao Yi. You even dare to command the gods of the Thunder Department. Aren't you afraid of the Thunder Ancestor's wrath?"

Zhou Yi evaded the question by saying:
"This is just for psychological effect. Just carve twenty of these tokens for me directly, so I won't have to bother you again later."

"OK, no problem!"

Sun Erfa began cutting the material, and while he was at it, he also smoothed out the edges of the token to prevent it from getting scratched.

With nothing else to do, Zhou Yi went to the home furnishing department store next door and bought a household high-pressure water gun to wash his car. Xi Shi's patina-covered bicycle couldn't be cleaned by hand alone, and a high-pressure water gun was essential in critical situations. It would be a good opportunity for the ancients to experience a modern stress-relieving activity.

While paying the bill, Zhou Yi overheard the proprietress, Wang Fengxia, complaining to someone that the supplier had a backlog of large-capacity plastic water cups and had recently started pressuring the distributors to buy them, which was making her very upset.

Zhou Yi interjected and asked:

What kind of water cup is it?

Wang Fengxia was a chatterbox, and when Zhou Yi struck up a conversation, she started gesturing:
"It's one of those large two-liter water cups commonly used on construction sites. Strictly speaking, it should be called a kettle. I've tried it before, and it can't even fill a thermos. One cup of water can last you a whole day."

Zhou Yi became interested:

"I'm going to perform a religious ceremony in another city soon and I need a batch of large-capacity water cups. Aunt Xia, could you help me get in touch with them?"

Wang Fengxia could hardly believe it:
"Really? Xiao Yi, you don't want to end up with this mess."

Zhou Yi waved his hand:

"Don't worry, I plan to sell holy water that has been offered to the gods at the Dharma assembly. The bigger the cup, the faster it will sell." He was just making things up, but suddenly he felt that it was a good idea. He could make some calming talismans and put them in the water to sell later. The effect would definitely be outstanding.

I just don't know if doing this will lead to someone reporting me.

Within the realm of metaphysics, the safest scams are those that have absolutely no effect. The more effective they are, the more likely they are to be slandered by their peers. When that happens, they'll be labeled as feudal superstition, and then they'll be left crying.

Wang Fengxia repeatedly confirmed that Zhou Yi was not joking, then called the distributor. Upon hearing that it was from a Taoist temple, the distributor asked very skillfully:
"Taoist Master, are you planning a life release ceremony? I can help you get some small animals suitable for release; we have connections."

Zhouyi: "..."

To be honest, this approach is pretty unconventional.

He denied releasing the animals, made an appointment with the other party to send a batch of water bottles up the mountain soon, and then gave Wang Fengxia 20,000 yuan as an advance payment.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Fengxia was surprised that Zhou Yi had so easily resolved her business troubles that had been bothering her for days. She hurriedly asked:

"Xiao Yi, do you need extra-large plastic buckets for the Dharma assembly you're going to hold?"

The Book of Changes asks:

What is the capacity?

Wang Fengxia revealed a startling figure:
“It’s a ton. My husband went to buy some before the Lunar New Year and got tricked by that old Wu in the city. He brought back a few ton containers, but he hasn’t sold them yet. If you need them, I’ll sell them to you at half price.”

Upon hearing the figure of one ton, Zhou Yi was somewhat dazed. Had the strength of plastics reached this level already?

He followed Wang Fengxia to the backyard and saw a large, square plastic jug, surrounded by steel bars, with a base and wheels that could be pushed around.

I decided to take it as soon as I saw it:

"Take these four buckets up the mountain for me later. Can you replace these wheels with larger inflatable ones? If so, please install them immediately; these things will be very useful to me!"

These buckets, if delivered to Wei Qing, will definitely become indispensable tools in the army.

After leaving the wholesale store, Zhou Yi bought two more racks of spare ribs. After Sun Erfa finished engraving the token, he paid and returned to the mountain. He first soaked the ribs, then connected the high-pressure water gun to the tap. Just as he started, Li Qingzhao ran over:

"Haha, it's my turn to play now!"

She used a water gun to wash her own car clean, and then started washing Xi Shi's bicycle.

Zhou Yi looked around and was surprised to find that Aunt Gongsun, who usually came back for dinner promptly, hadn't arrived yet at this hour.

"Did this girl lose track of time playing with Li Bai over there?"

As he muttered these words, Granny Gongsun from the Kaiyuan world of the Tang Dynasty was also muttering to herself:
"The immortal must have prepared a huge pot of delicious food, but unfortunately I won't be able to taste it. It's all the fault of these alien races, who had to cause trouble today..."

Recently, Emperor Li Longji issued a series of decrees restricting temples, and also limited the number of monks in each temple. Both Buddhism and Taoism responded positively, and thousands of monks have been dismissed from the inner and outer cities of Chang'an. Tens of thousands of acres of fertile land have been returned to the court.

The Buddhist sects did not cause any trouble. On the contrary, Western religious sects such as Nestorianism and Zoroastrianism protested against the imperial court's decrees while running around trying to put pressure on the court to change its mind.

The believers' commotion grew increasingly louder, and finally this morning, they were met by Chen Xuanli leading ten thousand cavalry.

While having breakfast, Gongsun Da Niang and Li Bai overheard Li Chengyi's rambling and immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to earn merit. Without hesitation, the two abandoned their plan to return to Hunyuan Palace, instead donning Taoist robes, taking weapons and tokens, and intending to take advantage of the chaos to destroy the mountain and temple and restore orthodoxy.

Li Chengyi was worried that something might happen to the two, so he secretly instructed his fourth brother, Li Longfan, to send a group of men to protect them.

At this moment, at the entrance of the first Nestorian temple in the Tang Dynasty, the Persian Temple in Yiningfang, Chen Xuanli's men had begun to confront the priests and others inside. Unable to squeeze in, Gongsun Da Niang simply flipped herself onto the roof next to her.

Upon seeing this, Li Bai also struggled to climb up.

The two slowly approached the church door from the rooftop. The priest at the door kept accusing the Tang Dynasty of bullying outsiders and God's servants in harsh language.

At the same time, they kept praying to God, hoping that God would pay attention to this land under the control of a tyrant.

Hearing someone slander her beloved grandson, Granny Gongsun was furious. She stepped on the tiles and circled around to the church entrance, then gracefully descended from the eaves. Her red Taoist robe, paired with the sword in her hand, made her look like a female immortal descending to earth.

She pointed her sword at the priest and asked:
"What did you just say? This is land controlled by a tyrant?"

The priest instinctively took a step back, but then felt too embarrassed in front of everyone and wanted to make amends, but Gongsun Da Niang did not give him the chance.

The girl pulled out the Hunyuan Palace token and shouted arrogantly:
"You barbarian scoundrels, how dare you insult my sacred land of China? Do you think the gods of our great nation are all lifeless corpses? Thunder, come!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bolt of lightning, thicker than a water vat, struck down from the heavens with a deafening roar, turning the priest to ashes and causing the church to collapse into ruins.

Gongsun Da Niang: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Goodness gracious! I only stirred up a little fire, and the gods are so angry?
Next time I'll try calling out the names of the Three Pure Ones and see if I can unleash a world-destroying lightning tribulation... Hehe, if the Daoist Master finds out, he'll definitely praise me for being so capable!

(End of this chapter)