Celestial Immortal

Chapter 617
White clouds fluttered, and the palace was majestic.

"The disciple has met Mr.

Standing at the bottom of the steps, Chu Chen did not address the Heavenly Master, but respectfully performed a disciple salute and called him "Sir".

"Hmm~"

Mr. Ming Jing nodded slightly, very satisfied with Chu Chen's address.

He prefers others to call him "Sir" compared to titles such as Crown Prince, Celestial Master, and Marshal of the Celestial Army.

The days he missed the most were when he was preaching and teaching the Dharma in the monastery.

"Ling Xiao, let me ask you, what happened when you comprehended the annotations of the Taoist scriptures yesterday?"

After Mr. Ming Jing finished speaking, those probing eyes fell on Chu Chen.

It really has something to do with Taoism.

Chu Chen was a little nervous when he heard it at first. The temple of the heart is his biggest secret, and he has never mentioned it even to his closest relatives. This time, Xiaguang of the temple of the heart was involved, and he immediately became cautious.

After deliberating for a moment, Chu Chen nodded, and then said quite aggrieved:

"Sir, Senior Shangyangzi's Daoist commentary fits well with me. This disciple thinks he has comprehended some true meaning of alchemy, but my evaluation is much lower than I expected."

"I'm not afraid of my husband's jokes. I thought I could win the second prize."

Mr. Ming Jing continued to ask:

"Why didn't you mention it on the spot?"

Chu Chen smiled embarrassedly:

"Sir, I haven't been practicing Taoism for a long time, and my attainments in Confucian classics are definitely not comparable to those of other county priests. I didn't feel ashamed to mention it at the banquet. After I asked Senior Qingzhu for advice afterwards, the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became."

"But what happened afterwards, sir?"

Mr. Ming Jing nodded slightly, jokingly said:

"Your boy is really capable. Afterwards, the scripture guard will report to me that you have overdrawn spiritually in the annotations of the Taoist scriptures. The spiritual atmosphere at the banquet is the reflection of the scriptures. The spirituality of the scriptures has been greatly damaged and almost destroyed."

"This"

Chu Chen was taken aback, and almost destroyed the Taoist scriptures inherited by the true meaning, that was no small matter.

"Tell me, what's going on here? Even a monk with great supernatural powers will not lose his spirituality after comprehending this scripture. You are very capable."

Mr. Ming Jing's expression was flat, with a faint smile, showing no emotion.

Hearing this, Chu Chen felt a little guilty for no reason.

Speaking of which, after he consulted Senior Qingzhu afterwards, he also discovered something unusual.

Others generally only comprehend once.

But he seems to have not only comprehended it once, but over and over again.

He couldn't remember exactly how many times he had comprehended it.

After all, I was too immersed in the annotations of the Taoist scriptures at the time, and was deeply attracted by the alchemy theory of Senior Shangyangzi, so I didn't have the time to pay attention to these details.

In other words, it is very likely that the "Lingbao Salvation Sutra" was enlightened by him over and over again under the influence of the radiance of the heart temple, and it was almost squeezed dry, and its spirituality was wiped out.

"Sir, I don't know what happened at the time. I just remember that I seemed to have comprehended it more than once. I didn't mean to damage the Taoism scriptures, let alone plunder or embezzle the Taoism scriptures. Please enlighten me, sir!"

Chu Chen's words were all the truth, not a word of falsehood.

It perfectly implements what Mr. Ji Xianlin, the former master of Chinese studies, said "don't tell lies, but tell the truth. Don't tell any lies, and don't tell all the truth."

It is not necessary to say everything, but what is said must be the truth.

Mr. Ming Jing possessed great supernatural powers, and his pair of eyes penetrated into the details. After some observation, he saw that Chu Chen's words were quite sincere and not fake, so he immediately nodded slightly:

"Ling Xiao, Xianting doesn't suspect you of stealing scriptures. Maybe you have supernatural powers, or are compatible with Taoism, or possess strange treasures. Don't worry, Xianting will not get to the bottom of it."

"However, the spirituality of the Taoist scriptures has been greatly damaged in your hands at the moment, and it is very costly to nourish and sacrifice. Tell me, what should I do?"

After hearing the first half of the sentence, Chu Chen knew that his superiors didn't intend to ask the bottom line, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face suddenly collapsed, why:
"Sir, Xianting doesn't intend to ask me to pay compensation, right? I come from a small sect and I'm very financially strapped. This"

Mr. Mingjing laughed dumbfoundedly:

"I heard that you worship the alchemy master as your teacher. The alchemy has advanced by leaps and bounds in the past two years. How can you be short of money? Among other things, you have a total of 140 tributes in your hand."

Chu Chen couldn't help but smile wryly. This morning, he felt that it was much easier for him to earn tribute than Senior Brother Zhenqing, and he felt superior, but he was about to bleed in a blink of an eye.

"Ahem~ Mister, I don't know how much it costs to warm up?"

"Two hundred tributes."

When Chu Chen heard this, his heart suddenly became half cold.

How could he afford two hundred tributes.

"Sir, I have worked hard for several years, and I am not willing to spend Xiangong. I have saved a little bit, and now I have saved 140. Is this too much? Can I have less?"

"Okay, don't cry poorly, the loss of Xianting Treasure House must be made up, and it is not bad at all."

Mr. Ming Jing paused, changed the topic, and said:

"You won the first prize in this test, and my mansion will make up for the loss of the treasure house of Xianting. In addition, the warehouse of Wanquan Daoyuan will reward you with an additional 50 jade coins."

"Thank you sir!"

Seeing the turn of events, Chu Chen was overjoyed.

As for Mr. Ming Jing's treasure, he didn't have any hope, but he was not disappointed.

To take a step back, his multiple comprehension of the annotations of the "Lingbao Saving People Sutra" is a great chance, and ordinary treasures are incomparable.

"Preach the word well. If within three years, Wanquan Daoyuan can be ranked among the top among the Daoist temples in the counties of the eight states in the southwest, I will give you a lot of rewards!"

"Follow the decree of Mr.

Chu Chen bowed his hands and respectfully accepted the order.

After worshiping, Chu Chen raised his head and took a sneak peek, only to find that Mr. Ming Jing had disappeared in place, only the lingering sound echoed in the hall.

"Phew, it's a good thing that the fairy court is grand, otherwise this time it must be a troublesome matter."

Chu Chen thought to himself, if he was not in the Immortal Courtyard, following the elders with both morality and virtue, but in the kingdom of demons, following the giants of the devil, this accident might bring him great danger.

In this world, there are many lucky people who have adventures.

After the matter was over, he felt relieved for no reason.

Of course, Chu Chen was looking forward to Mr. Chu Jun Mingjing's "heavy reward".

If he hadn't participated in the mountain chief's meeting, he would still be a little nervous. After all, he hasn't been practicing Taoism for a long time. Dare to extravagantly ask Wanquan Taoist Temple to be ranked among the upper middle of the eight southwestern states.

However, with the passage of time, and with the radiance of the temple and the great improvement in his attainments in Confucian classics, his mentality has changed.

My husband gave him a three-year period, but I'm afraid he won't be able to use it for three years.

Under the light of enlightenment, even the little ghost is willing to listen to his lectures, and even has a faint feeling. No matter how stupid other people are, they are not worse than the little ghost.

"Ahhh~"

Wanquan Daoyuan asked outside the Dharma altar, the little ghost was holding an incense burner to protect his brother, and couldn't help but sneezed.

"Who is scolding me behind my back?!"

The little ghost looked suspicious, and couldn't figure out who it was after thinking for a long time, so he took out Xiaobo without saying a word.

"It must be the people on Xiaobo. I haven't blessed them these two days, so I have to curse them well today!"

(End of this chapter)