Ling Chong suddenly realized, "No wonder the qi practitioners have infinite magical powers, but they are easily unwilling to control the country and change their country. It turns out that there is still the matter of the Tianlong clan behind them." The boy Huiming said, "The qi of the true dragon is rebellious, and it is nothing if you surrender. The stronger you have to urge the magical powers, the greater the backlash. The dragon energy in the capital is covered by the dragon energy, unless your master and the true immortals come, you can not be disturbed. If you have too shallow your cultivation, you must force it to be seriously injured."

Ling Chong asked, "In Huiming's opinion, I am in the capital, how much magic power can I use?" Huiming's boy said, "Didn't you just say that it's 50% of magic power. Not only you, as long as you don't become pure Yang Xuanyin, as long as you arrive in the capital, your cultivation level will immediately drop by 50%! Do you think this capital is a place where you are good at playing tricks?"

Ling Chong smiled bitterly and said, "No wonder the master refused to come in person, and even Senior Brother Ye refused to participate, but sent me to the top of the tank. However, if other sect masters also want to defeat the realm, they are not afraid of them. They just practice sword skills." The boy Huiming cursed, "I only know how to practice swordsmanship! There are three thousand methods in the world, only the talisman is the highest. One talisman comes out, and it is easy to understand the world and the ghosts and gods. You practice swords all day long and practice swords into a sword. At most, you are a little sharp when killing people. It is useless to use it! Sword cultivators have too many kills, and the heavenly tribulation is coming. How many can they achieve the right result? It is better to turn back as soon as possible and practice Taiqing talisman with me. Since you like swordsmanship, it is better to practice sword talismans. There are also sword talismans in Taiqing sect, and there are also great ways to condense sword talismans, and there are also great ways."

Ling Chong turned a blind eye and did not dare to come out of the Yang God again. He thought about the Dantian and absorbed the Tiangang Qi to practice. Hui Mingqi cursed, Ling Chong was really ignorant of his qualifications. He was not aware of his thoughts and moved Tiangang. This method, Hui Ming originally planned to pass on half of the Taishang Guizang True Art, and then explained it. Now the abacus was lost. The more Ling Chong was thinking about seeking a sword, the more angry he became. He put on Taiqing Talismanship, and did not learn the infinite great way, and he insisted on learning the sword cultivation in the side. I don’t know how many handsome men cried and rushed to learn the way of the talisman. Ling Chong was disdainful.

The boy Huiming cursed and looked at the yin and yang aura and hummed, "Yin Ji, I'm a fairy! I tied me to this boy, but I just couldn't pass on my talisman technique. You are not a man who claims to have all the world, and even the heavenly demon is plotted by you. This kid is very qualified, but he is a stubborn one. Could it be that he wants him to find a disciple for you to inherit Taiqing talisman technique?" He vented his anger and then became silent.

The boy Huiming refined the magic talisman of drinking heaven, and his foundation was even stronger. He sucked and sucked a large amount of star power day and night, and his magic power was like a turbulent tide. However, he had not yet broken through the gate and entered the state, and was still in the state of Nascent Soul. Ling Chong cultivated the qi, but he didn't realize that when he was holding the lights, Zhang Yiru knocked on the door carefully and reported that his ancestors returned home and asked Ling Chong to have a meal together.

Ling Chong took off his kung fu, took off his Taoist robe, changed into a coarse blue robe, and floated out. In the hall, there was a family of Zhang's family sitting upright. The head was a man in his seventies, and he was also a cloth robe with wrinkles on his face, and he felt a sense of being unhappy. This spirit was not an official power, but a place where he studied and learned profoundly, which naturally exuded a sense of knowing the destiny of heaven and understanding the truth. The head was a middle-aged couple, which was Zhang Yiru's parents.

The old man was Zhang Shouzheng, the chief assistant of the dynasty. When he saw Ling Chong, his eyes lit up. Although this young man was wearing a common man, he was floating and had a sense of being out of the world. He just regarded the world as a dream. He was free and free, and nodded secretly and said, "Is it Brother Ling Chong under his feet?" Ling Chong hurriedly said, "The elder is a student master, so he must not be called this." He asked Zhang Yiru to write a letter to write a letter, saying that Ling Chong was accepted as a student and brought it to the capital to teach, and Ling Zhen was willing to let go. This kind of friendship between teachers and students cannot be faked.

Zhang Shouzheng smiled and said, "I just had a joke back then, so I couldn't be true. Besides, I talked about my friendship with Brother Xiang Tian and accepted him. If I accept him, it would be like an entry. The Zhang family is very grateful. You are the junior brother of Brother Xiang Tian, ​​so you should be called brothers."

Ling Chong said, "Grandfather, according to grandson, Uncle Ling calls you the elder, and Grandfather calls Uncle Ling Xiaoling, it's okay if you don't embarrass you!" Ling Chong hurriedly applauded, Zhang Shouzheng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, since that's the case, Xiaoling will come to the table!" Ling Chong had already fasted the grain, and could eat or not, but it was difficult to refuse his affection. He stepped down and sat down at the head of the Zhang couple.

A meal was very rough, which was not consistent with the status of the chief minister. However, four dishes and one soup, and a large bowl of rice was served. Ling Chong and Zhang Yiru had a deep skill and could only taste it briefly. Zhang Shouzheng was already old and could not eat much. He did not say a meal, which was very dull. After dinner, Zhang Shouzheng said, "You guys go back to the house. Xiao Ling followed me to the study to chat."

Ling Chong stood up and followed him to the study room. He saw Xiao Ran on all four walls, and there were only three rows of bookshelf filled with books, all of which were the learning of the scholars to save the world. Zhang Shouzheng sat down and asked, "It's just like you want to follow me to practice the Confucianism's way of learning, but I don't know." When he met Ye Xiangtian, he had met Ye Xiangtian and saw his supernatural powers. He was really shocked by heaven and earth. Only then did he feel relieved to entrust Zhang Yiru. Although Zhang Shouzheng was the chief assistant of a great Confucian Confucian scholar, he was not a pedantic person. The saint did not speak of strange powers and chaos, and it was not that he didn't see, he didn't know, and he didn't know. Since Ling Chong was Ye Xiangtian's junior brother, his supernatural powers and swordsmanship would not be much worse than Ye Xiangtian back then, so why did he have to learn Confucianism and Taoism?

Ling Chong smiled and said, "Your elders don't have to worry too much. If students want to learn Confucianism and Taoism, they are actually stopping from moving forward in the realm of practicing Taoism. They need to temper their minds, polish their chests, and experience the various aspects of life. This is the destiny of the family teacher. Especially here, the birthday of Emperor Hui, this school will be presided over by students."

Zhang Shouzheng smiled and said, "So that's it. The way of learning the mind is not the path of immortality. I still look down on you. If you want to learn, I will teach you all. The birthday of the emperor and the water and land Dharma Assembly are all handled by Cao Jing. It is said that the people invited are just grass-headed immortals and have no magic power. Why did the Taixuan Sect send Xiao Ling, you to take charge?"

Ling Chong said: "This birthday coincides with the arrival of the 49th Daoist calamity. The Demonic Dao is unwilling to be hiding, and he is afraid that he will use this to make trouble. Not only this sect, but other sects of the righteous will also send master disciples to suppress the situation in the capital. The old man has been an official for many years, but I don't know what he thinks about Cao Jing?" The secretly colluded with King Jing, sent his disciples to sneak into Jinling City, and used the Jile Pill to control officials above the second grade.

Ling Chong and Cao Jing had never met, but he first sent his minions to lurk in Ling Mansion to monitor him, and then there was a case of the Jile Pill. It can be seen that he was a person with ulterior motives, and he was even a meticulous work of the Demon Sect. He sneaked into the palace and used his magical powers to disrupt the country. He must be guarded against it.
Chapter completed!