Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

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After checking the Lingqing Path until the Daxiong Hall, it was found that the Buddha statue inside was already dilapidated.

After thinking about using the fossil directly into mud, turning it into a slick of mud, and using magic to transport it out of the temple.

And all the dust and sundries in the hall and courtyard were blown out of the courtyard.

Drain the sewage from the pond in the courtyard again, dredge the source of the blockage, and let it slowly and automatically wash away the accumulated dirt.

Then he repaired the damaged courtyard walls and palaces a little bit by magic, and by the way changed them into a Taoist appearance.

He didn't practice less when he built Taoist temples before, but now he does it very smoothly.

As for the bones in the abandoned temple, they were first burnt to ashes and chanted "The Mantra of Death" for a little overwhelming relief.

He made some columbariums with earth and rocks, put them aside, and dealt with them later.

Since there is no Laoshan Master Sect here, Lingqing directly used the clay to make a statue of a Wudang Mage.

He personally chanted and consecrated and placed it on the original altar.

In addition, a plaque was re-hung outside the courtyard, and the letter "Wu Dang Guan" was written.

The original intact "Daxiong Treasure Hall" plaque was also taken off and placed in the pagoda after viewing, and a simple formation was set up to cover the pagodas.

A plaque of "Improper management of the world" was hung on the hall again.

When the plaque was hung up, Ling Qing looked at the plaque in a daze.

Unexpectedly, he would write such a character without knowing it.

‘But since it’s hung up, let’s just do it. ’

Ling Qing muttered to himself, and then went to deal with other places.

By the evening, the entire temple had been completely renewed, and the layout became similar to a small Taoist temple.

"Well, that's much pleasing to the eye."

Seeing the results of the day, Ling Qing nodded in satisfaction.

The fundamental purpose of his coming to this dungeon is to take advantage of the time difference of the dungeon to cultivate, constantly build a mysterious altar and condense acupuncture points to refine orifices.

In order to build a foundation as soon as possible to succeed, and become immortal.

The scenes I saw when I entered the dungeon were very grand, and the world was also suffering from the suffering of the people.

But at this time he is no more than a small seeker, even if he hasn't been able to save himself, how can he save the world?

If he is not surprised, he will practice here until the end of the copy.

As for the rest, he can't control so much for the time being.

Seeing that everything was basically cleaned up, Lingqing was also on the second floor of the main hall, where the original abbot's room was moved.

The original hall had three rooms and two floors, but the place where the gods were placed at the time was the highest point. There were stairs up and down on both sides, and corridors around it.

The lower level on the east side is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the upper level is the Abbot’s Chamber.

The lower level on the west side is a storage room for incense candles and lights, and the upper level is a hospitality room.

It seems that this system is a bit of the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty.

When he finished his evening class and was about to fall asleep, he heard the voice of Yingying and Yanyan coming from outside the Guan, and getting closer and closer.

"Squeak~"

After a while, the gate that was closed by him was unattended, but it slowly opened automatically.

Then I saw a group of young girls wearing various shirts, coming to the courtyard in various styles.

"Ah, how did this ruined temple become a Taoist temple?"

A twenty-something woman in a purple shirt dressed as a mistress covered her lips lightly, pretending to be surprised.

"Sister, do you want to be a little Taoist priest from where do you want to be with you?"

Another woman in a green shirt smiled charmingly, her body seemed to be swaying in the wind, her delicate body trembled, and she inadvertently swept towards the second floor of the Lingqing Residence.

"Yes, that's right, I think it's my sister who has a beautiful blessing again."

All the Nizi laughed.

There is only one muscle reflected in Liuxia, with a cool temperament, especially delicate and gorgeous, and a girl about 17 or 8 frowns slightly.

Although he didn't refute anything, he didn't make any flattering actions. He just stood there on his own, feeling incompatible with the group of people around him.

While the woman in the green shirt was laughing, she suddenly caught sight of the woman named Xiaoqian frowning, she couldn't help but roll her eyes and asked.

"Why? What do Xiaoqian think?"

Without waiting for him to speak, he pretended to say suddenly: "Oh, I almost forgot. In the past, Xiaoqian had found a lot of food with her grandma, and she was most pleased with her."

"I discovered this Taoist priest first, Xiao Qian, don't make any wrong ideas."

Upon hearing the words, the purple-shirted woman cast her eyes wide, looked at Xiao Qian and said coldly.

"Xiao Qian dare not."

Na Xiaoqian nodded slightly, whispered, and then changed her voice.

"only……"

Before she finished speaking, the woman in the purple shirt interrupted her and gave a cold snort.

"It's good if you dare not, it's nothing."

Then she smiled and said, "Sisters, let's go and serve this new neighbor to relieve his suffering.

Let him taste what is immortal bliss. "

"Yes, sister!"

A group of people burst into laughter and walked towards the hall in a hug.

Only Xiaoqian frowned and looked at the plaque on the temple, hesitating.

The woman in purple shirt came to the door, without reaching out to push the door, she walked straight forward.

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

I thought I was able to go through the door freely, but it was as if I was alive, my forehead hurt.

"Sister, sister, what's the matter?"

The others were laughing, and they were taken aback when they saw this, and they stretched out their hands to support him.

"Well, this door is weird."

The purple-shirted woman stood up with the help of others, and pointed to the palace door in front of her and said.

"What's weird?"

While talking, the woman in Tsing Yi reached out to touch the door, and found that the scriptures were real.

The wood texture is clear and can be checked, "This is really weird!"

You must know that since they are ghosts, they have no feeling no matter what they touch ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ Although they can make all kinds of abnormal noises such as knocking on the door, they are mostly the art of transfiguration.

It hasn't been such a real feeling for years.

But this does not mean that it is a good thing.

"Sisters, are you still going in?"

One of the women asked hesitantly.

Although they are ghosts, they are just ordinary wandering spirits.

All of them rely on their own beauty and a few supernatural powers to confuse those who are greedy for money or lascivious, making them fascinated by their minds.

Then his grandmother was invited to **** up his blood.

If you really meet someone who has the right way, I'm afraid it's not going to put yourself in.

Originally, she endured the humiliation and was driven by her grandmother, so that she didn't want to die again, so that her soul was lost.

Seeing this scene now can't help but hesitate for a while.

"Enter!"

The purple-shirted woman gritted her teeth and said with a cold voice: "If you hit the demon master's hands, you will die quickly.

But if I didn't even enter the door, I was frightened away, then I'm afraid to provoke my grandma when I go back.

One person rewards me for waiting for eighty ghost whips. "

When the other women heard it, they shuddered, as if they had heard something terrible.

Even Xiao Qian, who had always been calm and composed, couldn't help but trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

"Open the door!"

The woman in purple shirt said, pushing away the people next to her, and stretched out her hand to push the door of the palace open.

Then I saw a tall idol sitting on the altar, and saw him:

Wearing a purple gold lotus crown, wearing a three-flower five-qi suit, water and fire brocade silk tie on the waist, and white cloud shoes with net socks.

Sufa's collar is refreshing, his eyebrows are kind, and his eyes are degraded.

Suddenly, all the women couldn't help but succumbed to the gods when they saw it.