Chapter 195: Mistakes, wrong hits (thanks to Mr. Ho's leader)
In Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Ruosu was taking some time off from his busy schedule.
During this time, basic qi-nourishing cultivation methods have begun to be popularized in various parts of China. Naturally, at the beginning, it started from official institutions at all levels and selected people with strong bodies and above-average qualifications to start. Now, initial results have been achieved.
Next, we need to continuously improve this practice method through the data fed back by the military.
Until the safety of mandatory universalization can be achieved.
At that time, we will practice qi since childhood, replace physical education classes with spiritual practice, and include it in the high school and college entrance examinations.
Of course, this part is only about strengthening the body and prolonging life. If you want to obtain the true teachings of various sects or the martial arts moves of the military, you need to consider various factors, the most important of which is the practitioner's understanding of this area.
The loyalty of the earth, this is the bottom line.
Watching the other younger generation disciples busy processing documents.
Zhang Ruosu absorbed the experience and quietly silenced his phone, then clicked on a game and was about to play it. He was in a happy mood, but just as he entered the interface, a message suddenly popped up on his phone.
"Fellow Taoist, there may be some movement later."
Seeing the person who sent the message, Zhang Ruosu's right eyelid twitched suddenly.
Then a new message popped up.
"Good work."
The old Taoist priest opened his mouth and then smiled bitterly.
Now don't even say a redundant explanation, just go to work.
You should at least tell me, is this a little bit of movement, or a hundred million bits of movement? Fellow Taoist, could it be that you entered it in Pinyin and made a typo?
Zhang Ruosu felt his forehead hurt when he thought about the so-called movement last time. After thinking about it, he sighed, called his disciples, and ordered: "Go and use the Wanli circular light mirror to see what's going on in Quanzhou."
Has there been any movement?"
Although the disciple was puzzled, he naturally nodded in agreement when the Patriarch spoke.
Turn around and walk out quickly.
Leaving Zhang Ruosu waiting here, the old Taoist priest once again had the rare feeling of being forced to do magic when he was young. After a while, when he saw the young Taoist priest's face turned pale and hurried over, Zhang Ruosu also felt a thump in his heart.
The head is as big as a bucket.
The young Taoist priest ignored the salute and said hurriedly:
"Master, it's not good!"
"Calm down, calm down, tell me, what happened again?"
The young Taoist priest did not pay attention to the Patriarch's words and just said anxiously: "Over there in Quanzhou, a bolt of lightning suddenly flew out at a very fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it had already flown across the boundary of Quanzhou. It was heading west at this moment. I don't know where to go.
Whatever you do, there are thunder marks all over it. Every time it passes through the clouds and mist, there will be more thunder energy on the sword, making it difficult for the naked eye to locate it."
Zhang Ruosu was stunned.
Immediately he took a long breath and said, "So that's it."
"It's okay, okay, it's not too noisy."
The young Taoist priest's eyes widened and he couldn't help but raise his voice a few degrees as he said:
"Ancestor, that is a magical power that is no worse than our Tianxin Five Thunder Curse."
"It has flown hundreds of miles, just like a Tomahawk missile."
"Isn't that big?!"
Zhang Ruosu looked relaxed and comforted: "You are still young and don't understand yet."
"It really doesn't matter."
The corners of the young Taoist priest's mouth twitched: "..."
Zhang Ruosu lowered his head and found Wei Yuan's chat box.
Post a Bie Cat emoticon in a relaxed and happy manner.
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To the west of the Central Plains of China, among the layers of Taihang Mountains.
Motegi Yoshiyuki trudged hard, and the ancient jade talisman in his hand guided him in the direction. Even so, it took him several days to reach here. The unique monk robes of Fuso were already a little dirty. The young monk exhaled and said:
Stand still on the mountain and take out this ancient talisman.
He said loudly: "I wonder where the master of Taiping Dao is?"
"The young monk came at the order of the elders."
This was the Chinese language he had learned after traveling for several days, and he only knew a few words. The sound came from far away, but there was no response. Just when Motegi Yoshiyuki thought that he had found the wrong place, he suddenly heard something behind him.
An understated voice came and said: "Fuso people?"
Motegi Yoshiyuki was shocked. He turned around and saw a man wearing black clothes with messy beard and hair. He looked a little embarrassed, but he had a calm demeanor, and he obviously had a very profound Taoism.
Among the monks Motegi Yoshiyuki has seen, he is considered to be the absolute top existence.
Even my grandfather, who was meditating in his own temple, might not be a match for this middle-aged Taoist.
Immediately he did not dare to be negligent, he put his hands together and saluted again, with a respectful and humble face, and said:
"Exactly, the poor monk is from Kyoto."
The middle-aged Taoist didn't care about this and said: "I have an agreement with the old man. This talisman is my token for him. If you come here with this talisman, you can exchange for my agreement. I, the Taiping Department, are also a large-scale upright sect.
Jiuding, tell me what you want."
This man can actually speak fluent Fusang dialect.
After Motegi Yoshiyuki was surprised, he smiled and said what he had thought about along the way:
"The poor monk wants to have a good relationship with the donor."
"Oh? Good luck?"
Motegi Yoshiyuki nodded and said: "The world is changing, and there will be major changes in the future that have never happened before. There will definitely be various major changes in the future. The Taoist master has advanced cultivation, and the poor monk only hopes to form a good relationship. One day, if the poor monk is in trouble,
I hope the Taoist priest can help me, and if the Taoist priest is in need, the Motegi family will definitely help him."
The Taoist stared directly at Motegi Yoshiyuki and said: "Oh... you also want to form an alliance with my Taiping Ministry."
"What if I don't agree?"
Motegi Yoshiyuki said calmly: "Then, the poor monk presented the talisman with both hands, turned around and left."
The Taoist stared at him for a while. He originally heard that the other party was from Fusang, and he originally wanted to kill people and seize the treasure. However, he was worried about the existence of the old man. Secondly, he was somewhat uneasy about this matter. Later, he heard that the monk was from a noble family.
, and had the intention of forming an alliance and joining forces, he wavered at the moment. After thinking for a moment, he laughed and said:
"Okay, okay, you have a good character. No wonder Sakurajima Fuso asked you to come to China."
"Okay! Then I promise you, the Motegi family, that the Ministry of Taiping will form an alliance with you. If you are walking in this China, if there is any crisis, I will come to save you."
Motegi Yoshiyuki breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the ancient talisman with both hands.
The Taoist reached out to get the talisman.
At this time, he suddenly made a move, and on a whim, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in the center of his eyebrows, and an indescribable feeling of panic, as if a disaster was imminent, and he couldn't help but hesitate, but with this ancient talisman in front of him,
He couldn't let it go, so he reached out and picked up the talisman.
Almost the moment he touched the talisman.
That sense of extreme uneasiness and panic instantly engulfed him.
After all, he is also a true cultivator who has made a name for himself in a land like China. Without hesitation, the Taoist waved his right hand and threw back the extremely precious talisman. Then he instinctively cast the Taoist body-protecting spell, stepping on Yu steps and falling.
He stepped back, opened his hands, and an ancient umbrella appeared, instantly unfolding in front of him.
Motegi Yoshiyuki was still confused and subconsciously caught the talisman.
suddenly,
The air pressure seemed to suddenly drop.
The mountains and forests in autumn were originally bustling with activity.
All kinds of bugs, birds, and small animals make different sounds. In short, they can't stop for a moment. But now, the birds have converged their wings and the bugs no longer dare to make a sound. The monk just saw a huge one in the forest.
The wild wolf was lying on the ground with its tail between its legs, and could only whimper.
Motegi Yoshiyuki subconsciously retracted his palm and wiped it against his clothes.
I suddenly felt a tingling sensation, as if there was electrostatic induction.
But now it is obviously a humid and hot autumn day.
He lowered his head subconsciously.
Clicking, tiny electric lights visible to the naked eye shot up on the monk's clothes, entangled with each other, and the middle-aged Taoist lowered his head and saw that all the hairs on his arms stood up naturally. His eyes widened, and his heart
Fearful and angry.
"This is……"
"Lefa!"
There was a terrifying whistling sound coming through my ears.
The sky and the earth are bright!
The extreme light caused the two people's vision to suddenly darken.
In a daze, a plain voice slowly fell:
"To be punished..."
then,
An extremely violent thunder struck the eardrum like an iron cone.
Their brains instantly buzzed and they lost their ability to think and judge.
Thunder light accompanied by mighty thunder descended here.
Fill the ears and eyes of all things.
Then,
Cut it down majestically with one sword.
………………
The Taoist felt that his hands were getting hot, and he could no longer hold the magic weapon. He was thrown away, and his back hit the rock wall hard. His throat became sweet, and he coughed out blood. There was a bright white light in front of his eyes, and there was a roar in his ears.
There are signs of tinnitus and deafness.
After a long time, the black-clothed Taoist struggled to open his eyes and found that the magic weapon he had just thrown out in a hurry had been chopped into charcoal. There was a smell of burning meat in his nose. He was so high-spirited just now and seemed to be about to die in the great world.
Motegi Yoshiyuki's brain turned upside down and half of his body had turned into scorched earth.
A long sword hung in the air, clanking and whistling.
Rather than saying it is sword energy and sword intention, it is better to say that it is a mighty thunder that fills the sword body and rises into the sky.
The Taoist coughed up blood. Seeing the thunder marks on the sword, he felt cold all over and dared not move.
The magic sword hung in the air for a week, the sword light wrapped around the talisman, and then twirled around Motegi Yoshiyuki's neck, directly decapitating the Fuso monk, and escaped calmly, leaving only the Taoist who turned pale after a long time, and came back to his senses, feeling secretly resentful.
Gritting his teeth, he recognized that the sword was of the same shape.
Although it is extremely old for some unknown reason, there is no way of mistaking it. The shape is similar. It is the magic sword of Longhu Mountain.
And thunder method, thunder method is also the specialty of Fu Lu Sect.
He was actually being chased, was it because of the monk or himself? The Taoist's eyes changed, he spat out a breath, and staggered to his feet. He originally thought that he could still wander around, but with his own skills, he thought he would be fine. However, he saw this flying sword beheading someone thousands of miles away.
The methods are so horrifying that my scalp is numb, and I don’t have the guts to stay outside any longer.
Immediately he reluctantly got up, regained his strength, and rushed back to the place where he had previously hidden himself, collecting the Taiping Tao items that had been passed down from generation to generation.
Among them are a magic staff, several sets of talismans, and tablets of the ancestors.
And because the Great Master died on the battlefield, the spiritual tablet at that time was carved by the Second Heavenly Master himself, and it was placed together with the Second Heavenly Master’s own spiritual tablet. This is the most important thing, and it needs to be taken morning and evening.
Praying in class, and these things that have been passed down from generation to generation have the best effect naturally, and can be regarded as important inheritance tools of the sect. This Taoist put these things away, ignored the other debris, and left in a hurry.
He rushed straight to the place where he received the Taiping Dao inheritance, which was one of the Taiping Dao traditions in the past.
Because of the loneliness of Taiping Road in the Song Dynasty.
The dharma lineage was sealed, and only he knew about it, so it was safe enough.
PS: Today's first update..., 3,200 words, thank you Mr. Ho for being the leader, thank you~
In Chapter 187, in a web of connections, the vendor gave the talisman to the monk. After all, he had to find his ancestral lineage.