Within An's Tianji Workshop, a debate was going on.
"It's impossible for my son to become a monk's student. This is absolutely impossible."
An Sheng is An Zhizhi's biological father. He has achieved the status of a great craftsman in his forties, but he is a good old man with a soft temper. The same is true for him. He cannot discipline his son who is naturally smart and has a flamboyant personality.
His brother An Li said: "However, the patrol guard Zhang said that he admired Zhi's nephew. This can also resolve the gap. If he doesn't do it, then he doesn't know what is good and what is evil."
An Sheng just shook his head and said, "No, no, no."
He is just a man who focuses on his craft and has a relatively pure mind. He can't explain any big principles, but he instinctively feels that his son cannot be a student of a monk.
Anli had nothing to do with his honest elder brother, so an old man sitting across from him said, "Father, do you think?"
An Song snorted and said: "I've said it before, I know this kid will always suffer if he continues to stir up troubles like this. This time, it's okay. He's smart and he's trapped in a cocoon!"
But he cursed a few times and didn't come up with any good ideas.
As a master craftsman, he would do his best to solve technical problems, but when it came to this kind of thing, he had no experience and no clue as to what to do rightly.
So he thought about it and simply called his nephews and son-in-law over to discuss it together.
One of his sons-in-law said sternly: "Brother-in-law, I think my uncle is right. This matter must not be done. I heard that Zhang Xunhu is extremely hostile to creation. If the young man goes to his place, he can still get a good deal."
Huh? You must suffer.
Moreover, the young man is still a prodigy above all creation. If he is taught by Zhang Xunxun to become a mysterious cultivator and a Taoist, he will no longer be able to get close to the way of creation in the future. This move is simply harboring evil intentions.
Didn’t Yu Jing come to the Tianji Academy and say that she wants to accept her as a disciple? Why don’t we ask her to come forward?"
An Song felt that this idea was inappropriate. He didn't think that a great craftsman could refute the reputation of Xuanting's patrol, even if he came from Yujing. What's more, he was also a great craftsman, so why should he bow to others?
He pointed to a young man sitting next to him and said, "Where's Xiaokuan? You usually have many ideas, why don't you say anything now?"
The young man named Xiao Kuan said: "Uncle, I think we can't refuse this matter. My second uncle's concerns are right. That Inspector Zhang wants to please even the Military Affairs Bureau. If we don't give him
The Military Affairs Administration must be disgusted with us because of our face, so how can we, the An family, stay peacefully in the stomach?"
Everyone fell into silence, this was the most realistic situation.
They hesitated earlier because Tianxia was abide by laws and regulations. If they just pretended to be deaf and mute and ignored this matter, Zhang Yu, as a patrolman of Xuanting, might not do anything to them. After all, this matter is big.
They are young, and arguing with a child would be a loss of status, but it would be different if the Military Administration had trouble with them.
Xiao Kuan said: "In my opinion, it is better to let my cousin go. It only lasts for a year. Even if you are treated harshly, just endure it. When you come back in the future, you will be a patrolling disciple after all. Maybe we can settle down."
Can we still rely on this sign?"
When he said this, An Song also felt that this was the best way. In fact, Xiao Kuan's last words also touched his mind.
He had always hoped that three generations of people would be great craftsmen, but what can great craftsmen do? Unless they are so skilled that they can be transferred to the Yujing Tiangong Department, they will not be able to compare with the Taoist monks. What's more, Zhang Yu is still a patrolman of Xuanting.
I don’t know where he will go in the future. As his grandson becomes this student, there is nothing wrong with him even if he doesn’t become a great craftsman.
He made a decision and said: "That's it. Tell Zhizhi that you will go and become my apprentice in the next day. If you don't want to go, you will be punished."
In the Shenshe Palace, Zhang Yu was sitting on a soft couch, holding a book of formations in the palace and looking at it. He had some jade chips in his hand, and from time to time he would randomly arrange some formations.
Qingshu walked in from outside, clasped his fists and said, "Sir, I have made it clear that for this sermon, only those who have received the invitation can go to the Dharma altar to listen to the sermon."
Zhang Yudao: "Where did this invitation come from?"
Qingshu said: "I heard that it was sent by Shen Xuanzun's disciples one day before the sermon. No one knows who got it specifically. It is said that it does not follow the identity and only depends on the chance of each person. However, I heard that the invitation letter is not
It can be transferred, and there will always be a solution when the time comes."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. It doesn't matter even if he can't get the invitation letter. He can still listen to the sermon outside. As Qing Shu said, this is fate. If you are predestined, you will eventually gain something. If you are not predestined, it is useless to get the invitation letter.
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Qingshu said again: "Sir, I just walked around below. This Weisu Dixing is really the body of a supernatural god. However, the people of Weisu dug channels and planted food on the Ability God. Is it possible that they are not afraid of being affected by it?"
Is it infected by evil gods?"
Zhang Yudao: "Wei Su naturally has a way to deal with it. What's more, this is not without its benefits. Using the original power of the alien gods, we can fight against external evils in the void. The reason why Wei Su has more creations than other constellations is, I think.
Because this thing exists.”
He glanced at Tiancheng outside, "Besides, there is Xuan Zun sitting on top, so we can ensure that everything is safe."
Xu Chengtong agreed: "The patrolman is right. I heard that Weisu here respected creation sixty or seventy years ago. Without the body of this strange god, it would be impossible to do so many things.
Qingshu thought about it and found that it was indeed the case. As a creator, if he walked in Kuisu, others would look at him strangely, but it was different here. No one found it strange, perhaps because there were many people here.
Creator.
At this time, a servant in the palace delivered a letter. Zhang Yu took it and looked at it, and found that it was given to him by the Military Affairs Office. It said that An agreed to send it to him as a student, but he was separated from his family, and there was inevitably something wrong.
Take care of it, they will be sent to you after some time.
After reading it calmly, he put the letter away, got up, and went into the inner room to meditate.
Nine days passed in a flash.
Zhang Yu came out of the inner room that day. Since he has been using divine energy to strengthen the six seals and heart seals these days, his aura is stronger than before, and his own foundation is constantly being strengthened. He is already one yuan away from obtaining it.
Just around the corner.
After seeing him, Xu Chengtong's face showed surprise at first, then surprise, and finally a hint of joy. As a monk who had been following Zhang Yu recently, it was not difficult for him to easily distinguish the aura without the latter trying to hide it.
Changes on board.
The cultivation of a Taoist requires years of practice, but Zhang Yu has made great progress in just a few days. This made him think that Zhang Yu might actually have that Tao seal on his body.
But isn't this a good thing?
If this were true, Zhang Yu would have a great chance of becoming Xuanzun. This undoubtedly meant that he had found the right person, and he couldn't help but admire his choice at that time.
Zhang Yu stepped forward and stood in front of the viewing platform. According to the information Qing Shu inquired about, Shen Xuanzun will send the invitation today and select those who are destined to listen to the sermon nearby.
However, no messenger has appeared yet, but when he was thinking this, as if in response to him, a bright light suddenly shone brightly on the Dharma platform in the distance, and a golden light was seen rising from the Dharma platform, and then scattered.
Wisps of light shot out in all directions, and one of them was heading towards him.
These were invitations sent from the altar, but at this time, there were escaping lights flying from various palaces, and it seemed that they were intending to intercept them.
This Shen Xuanzun has already spread the news that invitations can be transferred to each other after they are sent out, and this person does not care who the invitation will end up in. What this means is that I will only send out invitations to people I think are destined.
As for whether the destined person can get it, it has nothing to do with me.
At this moment, some monks were naturally unwilling to have their invitations taken away from them, so they also rushed out and used various methods to try to get what belonged to them.
Zhang Yu saw at this moment that the letter of invitation addressed to him was also being targeted. Xu Chengtong said in front of him: "Guard, Xu is going to get the invitation for the patrol?"
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist Xu."
Xu Chengtong responded, then stood up in the light and flew out of the palace. After all, he was once the deacon of Youcheng. In terms of merit, not many people here can compare with him, and this is not life or death.
During the dispute, the person who wanted to intercept the invitation letter immediately gave up his original plan when he saw his achievements and turned to compete with others.
Therefore, Xu Chengtong did not encounter any difficulties and successfully obtained the invitation letter. When he returned, he presented the letter to Zhang Yu and said, "I got it, patrol guard."
Zhang Yu took the invitation and saw that it was a piece of paper as thin as wood and jade, but it had the names of himself and Xu Chengtong on it.
I don’t know whether the name of this thing was revealed when it was in their hands, or whether Xuanzun had already determined which hands the invitation would eventually fall into.
The former method is undoubtedly easier, but judging from Xuan Zun's method, perhaps the latter method is more likely.
He put away the invitation and said, "Deacon Xu, how is the matter that you asked your Excellency to investigate recently?"
Deacon Xu said: "Xu searched for nine days in a row, but he still didn't see that fellow Taoist Liang. Either he deliberately concealed his identity, or he hasn't arrived yet."
Zhang Yu hummed, the sermon would be tomorrow, and Liang Yi's matters could be put aside for the time being. He turned around and went back, sat down at the desk, took a book and read it, waiting for the Dharma conference to arrive.
After a certain time, he suddenly felt something stirring in the invitation letter. His heart moved, but he did not suppress it. After a while, the letter suddenly turned into two warm lights, illuminating him and Xu Chengtong respectively.
Instead of covering him, he took the two of them and flew towards the altar.
In less than ten breaths, the two of them landed on a stone pedestal below the altar. It can be seen that there are at least a hundred stone pedestals like this around, and at this moment, light keeps coming from a distance, falling on
On the pedestal.
On the stone base at the end of his left hand, light fell for a moment, and the Taoist who emerged from it glanced at him, and said in surprise, "Is it Fellow Taoist Zhang?"
Zhang Yu looked over and saw that the person coming was none other than Lian Zhuo, whom he had met when he arrived at Yeya Prefecture from the inner level.
However, although the two have not met each other since then, they have often exchanged letters. During the recent Chinese New Year, the two even sent each other congratulatory letters according to etiquette.
He also had another gift.
Lian Zhuo sighed with emotion: "I never thought I would meet a fellow Taoist here. It's really a coincidence."
Zhang Yu nodded and said: "Maybe it's a coincidence." He glanced at the altar. Shen Xuanzun seemed to pay great attention to fate, and he didn't know whether this fate was determined by heaven or man.
