The Taoist priest in the comic world

Following a mental trance, control of the body returned to Jiang Yi's hands. At this time, Jiang Yi felt that he was full of power, as if every muscle, every drop of blood, and every cell was glowing with unprecedented energy.

This is the demon power left by Marshal Ma, which is at least a hundred times stronger than Jiang Yi's mana equivalent.

"Marshal Ma, are you so strong?" Jiang Yi's expression was a little stiff.

For Jiang Yi, his life consists of practicing Taoism and meditating, reading Taoist books, and watching old TV movies.So in Jiang Yi’s impression, isn’t Marshal Ma from Journey to the West a soy sauce guy?

"Because I signed an agreement with you, now I belong to the god you invited. Well, according to what the hairless old man said, when I first came here, my strength was one ten thousandth of what I was before, so now I am ten thousand One ten thousandth of that. But because my strength is closely related to you, to put it simply, as long as I am in this world, my strength will only be a hundred times stronger than yours."

"I'm a little dizzy." Jiang Yi waved his hand and stopped talking. He walked straight towards Steve. At this time, Steve had already relaxed a lot, and he looked at Jiang Yi with a dumbfounded look.

"You, you killed the Red Skull" Steve stuttered even when he spoke.

"Well, the next thing is to prevent the plane from crashing."

Frankly speaking, Jiang Yicai didn't want to die for New York.Steve is different. He is ready to sacrifice himself for the United States.

Upon hearing this, Steve rushed to the window and looked out.

"Friend, please leave quickly. Leave everything here to me." Steve looked at Jiang Yi firmly.

"Okay." Jiang Yi didn't stay stubbornly this time. He picked up the Red Skull's body and walked out. After taking two steps, Jiang Yi turned back to look at the Cosmic Cube with a hesitant expression.

"Well, this is a kind of magical energy. Maybe it can be used by you. Take it down. Don't worry, this thing won't explode as long as there is no violent collision." Marshal Ma, the little golden monkey, pointed at the side. "With my demon power, you can control the demon wind and leave. The concept of controlling the demon wind without any problems is similar to that of escaping light. Please listen to me carefully."

"Thank you, Marshal Ma." Jiang Yi nodded, wrapped the Universe Rubik's Cube in brocade cloth and stuffed it into his arms.

Just when the plane turned and was about to approach the iceberg, Jiang Yi finally understood the concept of demon wind. He squeezed the magic weapon and turned into a black wind and left.

bang bang rumble

The steel behemoth crashed straight into the iceberg, raising a large mushroom cloud, and smoke filled the sky. The black wind in the air trembled, and then it quickly fell and flew towards the ground to find a direction.

This is an unusual day for the American people.Whether they were working or hanging out, they all watched helplessly as a German plane broke into the sky over New York and destroyed several U.S. fighter planes that came to stop it.Just when they were confused, the plane turned suddenly. Ten minutes later, a piece of news broke into the hearts of people in the United States and the entire world.

Super soldier Steve Rogers of the 107th Infantry Regiment of the U.S. Army and Jiang Yi prevented the German Nazi Hydra terrorist organization from blowing up New York. Steve fell into the iceberg with the plane.

The news spread like wildfire, spread through newspapers, and spread throughout every street and alley.

At the same time, a dark cloud quietly descended in New York's Chinatown

three days later.

The refreshed red-robed Jiang Yi stood on the rooftop of a two-story building and looked around. Behind him was a single room. The walls were covered with calligraphy scrawls. The left wall was scrawled, while the other wall was covered with scrawls. Neat handwriting.

"Ruizhu, the name of the palace in the upper realm of the Qing Dynasty. The Taoist Lord is in it and talks about the sutra. The sutra is written in seven words, which is why the human body is equipped with it. It is said to be able to change, develop intelligence, and separate from the form to eliminate wisdom. , the same as the great road, first the foundation and then the trace, so the false gods entrust them. Gods are the ones who respond. There are five forms of gods scattered around."

This is the inner scene of Huangting.Reciting it often can make you feel comfortable and have a stable Taoist mind.Jiang Yi's Taoist mind was unstable after experiencing Yin Zheng and Qingshen's series. As soon as he returned to New York, he began to describe Huang Ting to stabilize his Taoist mind.

"Huh." Jiang Yi sighed, stretched his limbs, and looked relaxed. "Steve's favor has finally been repaid, and now it's time to think about the temple."

"Hey, I wonder if you still remember me." Marshal Ma suddenly appeared next to Jiang Yi and said with a smile. He looked at Jiang Yi, who had a calm face and snorted. "You kid, you're not very good at learning. What's the point of imitating that old master? You're selfish and stingy and you pretend to be righteous. Are you tired of pretending? Don't those Da Luo Jinxian also fight to the death for the luck of the Taoism? Hehe, even those gods in the sky Buddhas all have seven emotions and six desires, but Taoist priests like you still talk about being pure and doing nothing."

"Practice does not necessarily require the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, nor does it have to live in the mountains and forests. You can practice anywhere, and you can be purified anywhere. What is purified is the human heart, not the environment. The road is dangerous, so keep moving forward." Jiang Yi is neither humble nor arrogant. said.

"Hehe, you Taoist priests are all the same. I can't tell you that, but seeing you like this, you have understood everything. Then there will be no revenge," Marshal Ma said with a wink and a smile.

"These words have been said by those who have achieved Taoism. What I have said will not reflect anything, and it is not as good as my practical realization and practice. When I am still like this a hundred years later, a thousand years later, and countless hours later, it will be considered a success. Cultivating the right results." Jiang Yi silently clenched his hands hidden in his robe sleeves. "Of course revenge must be avenged, but I will no longer let hatred cover my eyes."

While the two were chatting, introduce this Chinatown.This Chinatown is on the edge of New York. Despite the economic depression, its exotic culture attracts countless bees and butterflies.Snack streets and red light districts are blooming on this street. There is an endless stream of people, and Jiang Yi can understand what people here speak.

Of course, Jiang Yi stayed here not only for the convenience of communicating with the Chinese in Chinatown. The most important purpose was the land and water behind this small hotel. It was a steep mountain peak, tall and steep, with an axe-cutting of the four walls, like a pole. The broken sword thrust straight into the sky, and there were five small valleys guarding it.In Jiang Yi's eyes, this place is surrounded by aura and is definitely a blessed place.

"Surrounded by grains, noble people will be raised. I don't know what the feng shui is." Jiang Yi kept calculating with his five slender fingers. His eyes looked in all directions and locked on the stream flowing beside the grains. Jiang Yi smiled and said, "Very good, the water mouth is in Ding Weikun Shen Gengyou." , was born in Jiamao, prosperous in Qianhai. In accordance with the twelve water laws of immortality, I live at the top of the mountain, and build a temple for you at the bottom of the mountain, haha, how wonderful."

"I've never understood Feng Shui. Please explain it a little bit." Marshal Ma's eyes were dull when he heard this. He put his hands on the arbor and looked into the distance. In Marshal Ma's eyes, there was no such strong aura of heaven and earth at all.

"Look, that stream is located in Shen Gengyou, Ding Weikun, and its vitality is locked in Jia Mao, which is the small depression in the middle of the grain. This place will definitely be crowded with people in the future. It is prosperous in Qianhai, which means that the vitality is on the top of that mountain. If you want to be popular, I Want prosperity and blessing, haha, that's it." After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and set off, "Let's go, let's buy this place."

"Hehe, that's really great." Marshal Ma scratched his head and ears excitedly, jumping around in the void. "I want a body made of pure gold so that I can cast spells and manifest spirits. The incense altar needs to be made of porcelain. It can't be any worse than those with bald heads."

One person and one monkey walked happily. As soon as they walked out of the small hotel where Jiang Yi lived, the hotel owner ran out behind him and said, "Brother, you haven't paid for the room yet."

"" Jiang Yi's expression suddenly stiffened, and he turned to the hotel owner and said, "But I don't have any money. It's just a convenience."

"No, you can stay as a waiter if you don't have money." The hotel owner was a tall and thick-set Shaanxi man. He glanced at Jiang Yi with displeasure, strode over, picked up Jiang Yi's collar and pulled him back. The owner complained, " I was kind enough to take you in, but you painted the walls of my house like that. Why can’t you live in it? You have to work as a waiter for half a year.”

Jiang Yi, who had just barely saved the world, was now in a dilemma of having no money.