Karma Entanglement
Master and Disciple Fate
Everyone on the ship had different reactions when faced with this ferocious ghost head. Although Madam Chen's face was a little pale, she still appeared calm. She took a deep breath and her full chest rose and fell. She took out a white porcelain bottle out of nowhere and pulled out the cork. She shook it in the air and a wisp of green smoke curled up.
The ghost head was hit by the green smoke and somersaulted in the air. However, it did not seem to suffer any damage. After shaking the head, it still rushed forward.
This time, Madam Chen could not think of anything else. She let go of the porcelain bottle and let it fall to the ground. She smiled sadly, as if she had accepted her fate.
Behind the incense burner table, Priest Ma chuckled and said, "That year, this Old Devil Cheng used this Exorcism Smoke to break my Five Ghosts Technique. Daoren, I, as a living devil, have trained hard for more than twenty years and have harvested one hundred and eight evil spirits to refine. How can I compare to that year? If that old devil hadn't died early, I would have returned the humiliation I suffered back then! "
Zhang Yan saw the ghost head open its mouth and bite towards him. The wind was gloomy and gloomy, as if it wanted to swallow everyone on the ship. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the air. A gust of wind swept up in the air. In the blink of an eye, the sky seemed to be washed away by a strong wind. All the ghost heads disappeared, as if the scene Just Now was just an illusion.
His face flashed with disdain. This method of controlling the ghost head was crude and crude. It was nothing more than capturing a few vengeful spirits and then refining a demon head in a Yin evil land. Apart from being able to eat human souls, it had no other spiritual power. It was very unorthodox.
This method seemed to be recorded in the Devil Sect's "Source Seeking Scripture", but it seemed to be learned.
However, this was also common sense. It must be known that the majority of the cultivation methods in the world were written in Erosion Scrolls. No one would casually give away the cultivation methods that they had painstakingly obtained to others. Even if there were a few that were left in the outside world, it would only be a word or two, and it wouldn't amount to much.
This Priest Ma had not even reached the realm of opening meridian. Zhang Yan really had no interest in fighting him. He took out a Talisman from his sleeve and pointed at it. A mysterious light attached to it. He said lightly, "Zhang Pan, use this Talisman to get rid of this person."
Zhang Pan respectfully received it with both hands. He turned and walked on the water. He was a monster of the sea and was familiar with the water. In a flash, he arrived in front of the ship.
Priest Ma was shocked and angry to see the ghost head broken. He also saw Zhang Pan walking on the water as if he was walking on flat ground.
He then saw Zhang Pan walking on the water as if it was flat ground.
Zhang Pan only knows how to follow his master's orders, he wouldn't care about him. He slapped the talisman and a golden light like a sword appeared in the air and chopped downwards. Before Priest Ma could even make a sound, his head was chopped off. Blood spurted out from his mouth and his headless body fell to the ground with a thud.
The servant beside him felt the hot liquid splashing on his face. He touched it and suddenly screamed and ran away in fear.
Zhang Pan controlled the Talisman and the golden light chased after the servant and killed him. He then returned to the ship to hand over his life.
Lady Chen thought she was going to die but suddenly the situation changed. Priest Ma was easily killed by a servant beside Zhang Yan. She was stunned and couldn't believe it. It was only when Zhang Pan turned around that she came to her senses. She knelt down in front of Zhang Yan and cried tears of joy, "I didn't expect Priest Zhang to have such power. Today it was Priest Zhang who saved our lives. We will repay this kindness."
Zhang Yan raised his hand and said with a smile, "Lady Chen, no need to be so courteous. Please stand up and talk."
Lady Chen felt a gentle force coming towards her and she stood up involuntarily. She was even more shocked.
And that Chen Jishi looked like he had lost his soul, his whole body was trembling, his mouth kept repeating words like "Evil Taoist, Evil Taoist". Whether it was the ghost head, or the bloody scene when Priest Ma was killed, they all really scared him out of his wits.
Zhang Yan looked at him and said, "Lady Chen, your husband doesn't like Taoists?"
Lady Chen went up and gently patted Chen Jishi's back. She sighed, "Priest Zhang, please forgive me. My husband is only a scholar and has never seen such a strange thing. It's hard to avoid being frightened. He wasn't this disgusted before. It's just that he encountered a strange thing a few days ago …"
Zhang Yan asked, "Oh? I wonder what strange thing it is. Can you tell I about it? "
Lady Chen seemed to find it hard to speak. She hesitated for a while before telling him the whole story.
One day when Chen Jishi was reading in the study room, he suddenly saw a white-haired Daoren passing through the room. He shouted a few questions but this Daoren did not stop. Instead, he went straight into Lady Chen's bedroom.
Chen Jishi was furious and wanted to pull him back. Who knew that Daoren shook his sleeve and he tumbled. After the shock, he was shocked and woke up with a start. He realized that it was just a dream. But the strange thing was that from that day on, Lady Chen became pregnant.
After that, Chen Jishi was always suspicious and felt uneasy. He suspected that there was something unclean in the house and he became nervous.
Finally Lady Chen was helpless. She remembered that there was an ancestral house at the foot of Ju Rong Mountain. Her uncle also cultivated in Baofeng Monastery and was good at exorcising ghosts. So she moved her family here. Who would have thought that just as she arrived, she heard the bad news of her uncle's death.
When it rains, it pours. That Priest Ma came looking for them and wanted them to hand over the Soul Gathering Bell. Because she remembered that there were a few familiar Taoists in Baofeng Monastery who could be protected, Lady Chen and her family wanted to hide here. That was how they met Zhang Yan on the river.
After listening, Zhang Yan's eyes flashed and he slowly said, "I dare to ask, before Lady Chen married, was your surname Tian and lived in Hantong County's Yanzhou City?"
Lady Chen said with admiration, "Yes. I didn't expect Priest Zhang to be proficient in divination. You didn't make any mistakes."
After listening, Zhang Yan seemed to understand and nodded his head. The last trace of doubt in his heart was wiped away.
Originally, he should have gone to Hantong County to settle this karma. But now this family moved thousands of miles from the north to live in the south. Coincidentally, they met again here. This should be the result of the karma between the two parties.
After thinking it through, he smiled and said, "I won't hide it from Lady Chen. It's not that I'm proficient in divination. The reason why I came here today is because I was meditating and comprehending the will of heaven. Suddenly, I had a sudden impulse and realized that my future disciple was going to cross this river. So I came here to wait. But my cultivation is shallow. I only know that my disciple's surname is Tian and where she came from. But I don't know which one. Now it seems that Lady Chen's child is my good disciple."
Lady Chen was startled at first, then she was overjoyed. She held her stomach and said, "Is that true? That's my child's good fortune. "
Nowadays, people did not mourn for their disciples who became monks. Instead, it was because Daoists had a high status and could be exempted from taxes and food. There was even a saying, "When a person becomes a deity, his chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven". Whenever something miraculous happened in a place, the imperial court would set up a monument and reduce taxes and corvee. It could be said that it benefited the village and everyone was honored.
But there was a difference between a disciple from a big Daoist school and a Daoist from a normal Daoist temple. From Lady Chen's point of view, Zhang Yan had cultivation and seemed to have a relationship with Baofeng Temple. This child had become his disciple before he was born. This was a good karma from the heavens, so she could not help but be surprised.
By this time, the ferry had unknowingly reached the other side of the river. At the ferry crossing, there was a patrol officer with a dozen or so soldiers holding torches and carrying lanterns, patrolling the area. Every passenger ship that passed by had to be inspected, hoping to get something out of it. But seeing that Zhang Yan was standing on this ferry, they all took a wide detour, not daring to come up and cause trouble.
At this time, Chen Jishi had regained some color. Seeing this scene, he sat at the back of the boat and sighed, "Not worshipping the saints but ghosts and deities. How can we scholars live? How can we live?"
Lady Chen wanted to comfort him, but after hearing this, her lips opened but she did not know where to start.
Zhang Yan looked at Ju Rong Mountain in the night and said, "Lady Chen, I am going to see Monastery Head Lu. Where would you like to go? I can order my child to escort you."
Since Zhang Wuji and her child were master and disciple, they were not strangers. Madam Chen did not refuse and said in a natural and unrestrained manner, "Thank you very much, Daoist Zhang. My uncle also has a few rooms here. I would like to stay there tonight."
Zhang Yan nodded slightly and gave some instructions to Zhang Pan. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, a cloud of smoke rose from his feet and flew into the sky.
This action made Lady Chen even more surprised. Chen Jishi, on the other hand, stared blankly and murmured, "Riding on the clouds, could this Daoist Zhang be an immortal?"
Zhang Yan circled around in the sky and could clearly see that this Baofeng Monastery on the mountain did not have any restrictive spell or formation, so it was easy to enter and exit. He rode the wind to the highest temple on the mountain and pressed down on the cloud. After three or five turns, he arrived in front of a side room surrounded by spiritual energy. He saw a child dozing off at the door, so he went forward and shook him awake.
The child woke up with a start. When he saw Zhang Yan, he almost shouted out, "Daoist, where did you come from?"
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Don't panic. Go in and tell your master that when the time comes for the immortal herb that day, he will understand."
The Daoist child was good at reading people's expressions. There were people patrolling at the foot of the mountain, but Zhang Yan was able to appear here without anyone noticing. Seeing that Zhang Yan was friendly, the Daoist child quickly said, "Daoist, please wait for a moment, I will go and tell my master."
Not long after the Daoist child entered the room, there was a loud noise in the side room. It seemed like a table or chair had been knocked over. A middle-aged Daoist with half black and half dry hair and only half a beard ran out barefooted. He was excited and said with a trembling voice, "Is it the senior martial brother of the sect?"
Zhang Yan saw that this Daoist was emitting a spiritual light, it was obvious that he was at the Mystic Light Realm. He nodded to himself. It was rare for this person to be able to cultivate to such a level without anyone's guidance. He bowed and said, "Is it Senior Martial Brother Lu Tianying, I, Zhang Yan. I came from Tao Zhenren."
Lu Tianying originally had some doubts, but when he heard the name "Tao Zhenren", he no longer had any doubts. He was overjoyed and quickly bowed to return the greeting. Only then did he remember that his clothes were messy, which made him a little embarrassed.
Zhang Yan saw that he was messy and his hair was sparse. It seemed like it was caused by someone, so he asked, "Daoist Lu is also a temple master, why do you look like this?"
Lu Tianying calmed down after the initial excitement and sighed, "Sigh, it's a long story. Senior martial brother, please come in and talk."
He then ordered the Daoist child, "Go make a pot of Cloud Dragon Cattail Tea."
The Daoist child was smart and ran out.
After the two of them entered the room and took their seats, Lu Tianying pulled his beard and said with a bitter smile, "I won't hide it from Senior Brother. Junior Brother's current appearance is all because of those kids from the Supreme Sky Sect."
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