"I want to curse!"

Zhang Qingyun was a little angry: "Hey... Pindao is getting more and more irritable now, which is not good for practice. Pindao must cultivate his moral character... Pangpang, come here..."

Fatty came to Zhang Qingyun obediently: "Meow..."

"Your master doesn't want you anymore..."

I stroked the cat vigorously, but it made me fat and comfortable.

"The soup here is clear and watery. You beast, you may have to lose weight even if you don't want to lose weight."

He raised his head and looked at the high-rise building on the right: "It would have been better if there had been selective punishment and the people who still packed lunches had been left..."

"Hey...does this count as a bitch on my part?"

Throwing objects from high altitudes used to make him gnash his teeth.

Now I hope that the one who still has a box lunch can continue to throw away: "It's mainly because I am a poor person. It's hard to feed myself, and it's hard to raise a cat..."

After practicing all night, Zhang Qingyun cleaned the yard the next morning and completed the scrubbing.

As soon as he opened the door of the Taoist temple, Chu Futian appeared: "Taoist... Hehe... Taoist..."

Chu Futian giggled, as if he had met his sweetheart. Zhang Qingyun was startled and frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"Taoist priest...go in and talk."

Glancing to both sides, Chu Futian seemed to feel guilty.

"If you have anything to say, just say it here."

The fat man's expression was a bit disgusting, and Zhang Qingyun was inexplicably on guard.

Chu Futian was helpless: "The Taoist priest is really clever. Yesterday we left the Taoist temple and returned to my father-in-law's house. My father-in-law just fell to the ground. We sent him to the hospital and he was diagnosed with cerebral infarction. Fortunately, he was sent to the doctor in time and received timely treatment. His condition is now

Stablize..."

As he spoke, Chu Futian took out a wad of money: "This is one thousand yuan. My wife asked me to bring it as a thank you to the Taoist priest..."

Zhang Qingyun did not refuse and took the money.

Chu Futian took out another thousand yuan and handed it to Zhang Qingyun: "Taoist priest, you have a clever plan. From now on... if my wife comes to you for fortune telling, the matter of private money... can you help me hide it?"

Zhang Qingyun smiled slightly, Chu Futian's family was well off, but he was a little henpecked.

In order to save his small treasury, he had no choice but to lose money.

"If you are short of money in the future, bring your wife here and I will help you solve it."

Chu Futian was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed: "Thank you so much, Taoist priest, thank you so much, Taoist priest..."

Chu Futian left with a lot of gratitude. Looking at the money in his hand, Zhang Qingyun sighed: "I make money in front of the Taoist ancestors, but I am afraid that I will pay for it with my life..."

It's too easy for Taoist priests to make money. Just like Zhang Qingyun, who can predict people's life, death, misfortunes, future disasters and luck, and casually change people's lives against the will of heaven. Are they afraid of not making money?

Cultivation of the Tao... Cultivation of the Tao, the Tao is the bottom line, but how to grasp this bottom line?

"I need money too..."

The salary is simply not enough for food and drink: "Now I have another cat... I agreed, I like to raise dogs..."

After locking the gate of the Taoist temple, we first went to the vegetable market, gritted our teeth and bought a few kilograms of meat.

I bought some incense-dyed talisman paper again. When I came back, Zhang Qingyun sighed: "I spent nearly a thousand yuan on this trip out in the morning..."

The vegetables are not valuable, and the meat is a bit expensive, only a hundred or ten yuan.

The main ones are talisman paper, brushes, cinnabar, and especially dyeing incense. A small box costs 600 yuan...

A big box cost 1,100 yuan, and each Qingyun was reluctant to part with it... Mainly because I was short of money and didn't have enough money.

After washing his hands, Zhang Qingyun first offered incense to Patriarch Li, then cut off a piece of meat and looked at Pang Pang who kept circling him: "I buy meat mainly for you..."

During the meal, Zhang Qingyun didn't lie. Most of the meat was given to Pangpang.

"Eat, after this meal, I don't know when the next meal will be."

After dinner, Zhang Qingyun watered the vegetable garden, cleaned up the debris, and made a nest for Pangpang.

Holding a futon, sit under the eaves on the left side in front of the shrine door and meditate.

When you practice cultivation, you cultivate your heart and your nature.

The state of mind and nature are peaceful, and everything is free from disputes.

"Refining" means refining the body and soul... The word "refining", with the word "fire" in it, means it is self-explanatory, that is, it means to be tempered thousands of times. It should be noted that all treasures must be tempered thousands of times to become a weapon.

By running the exercises, you can continuously nourish your body and soul, calm your heart, and your mood will slowly calm down.

Zhang Qingyun practiced, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together. Pangpang stayed next to Zhang Qingyun at first, and finally lay directly in Zhang Qingyun's arms. His eyes narrowed, and faint green energy flickered on Pangpang's body.

Zhang Qingyun naturally didn't know this.

Opening his eyes and leaving Pangpang aside, Zhang Qingyun calculated: "The realm of foundation building is divided into twelve levels of heaven. One level of heaven requires a thousand merits. I have accumulated less than 150 merits these days. After practicing,

, there is still a long way to go..."

He raised his head and looked at the sky: "When I predict misfortunes and fortunes for others, I am leaking heaven's secrets. Why is there no punishment and still merits?"

He has clairvoyance, not a system.

Therefore, Zhang Qingyun is a little confused about this: "Is it possible that it is accumulated now and will come together when I go through the tribulation in the future?"

After a shiver, Zhang Qingyun's calm heart felt another ripple.

"It's afternoon in a blink of an eye..."

Before practicing cultivation, I had just eaten, and when I opened my eyes, I wanted to eat again: "When can I live without food?"

You can save money by skipping meals...

Until now, Zhang Qingyun still doesn't know what kind of cultivation realm the Heavenly Eye has brought to him... The cultivation realm is too mixed in the novel, and it's all conjecture and imagination of the author.

"By the way... Speaking of authors, has that online author paid his publishing fee? He promised to treat me to a big dinner..."

As I kept mumbling, there was movement in the front yard.

Zhang Qingyun got up and went to the front yard.

There was a man and a woman in the front yard. The man was in his mid-twenties and the woman was about the same age.

The man was still holding the little carrot head from last night in his arms. When he saw Zhang Qingyun, the little carrot head waved his arms excitedly: "Uncle..."

The man walked over quickly, his face full of gratitude: "Hello, Taoist Priest, thank you so much for last night!"

The young woman was also full of gratitude: "Taoist Priest, thank you so much."

The young couple had conflicts and finally divorced out of anger. Because they both thought the other party would take care of the child, they almost lost the child... Zhang Qingyun not only helped send the child to the police station, but also taught the little carrot head to bring his best friend to the police station.

Talking about the instigation between the two sides.

The young couple put their minds together and finally came to a conclusion: your best friend is afraid that you will have a good life, so she wants to break you up.

If her husband had said this before, the young woman would have fought with her husband and refused to let him go. Now...

"Thank you so much..."

The young woman took out five hundred yuan and said, "My husband and I got remarried today."

Zhang Qingyun took the money and said, "This money is your fortune. Let me do your fortune telling for you."

The light in front of the eyes was dazzling, and finally it became a point, turning into seeds and falling on the back of the man and woman's heads: "It's ordinary, but if the heart is high, it will scatter. When a young couple breaks up, they will not know how to be friendly until their marriage is renewed."

"A man takes care of the outside world, and a woman takes care of the inside. She supports her husband and teaches her children, which is extremely valuable."

The two people's fate judgments were surprisingly consistent. Zhang Qingyun smiled and said: "Being ordinary is the blessing... Listen less to other people's words and ask more about your own heart. You will be happy..."
Chapter completed!