Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 351 Don't let the gods come to the dust 【Subscribe! 】

"The waves are rolling and raging, and the fireworks are blooming. The thunder and lightning killed the robber, and I am happy and refreshed."

"Tsk tsk, poor Taoist is really talented, great talent!"

A doggerel made Zhang Qingyun feel at ease, almost wanting to shout to the sky.

Seeing this scene through the fishhook, Zhang Qingyun felt more at ease than eating ginseng fruit: "It turns out that releasing the patriotism of one's own blood would be so refreshing!"

The soul has to sing, and the blood is boiling: "My heart has only Yanhuang blood, a little stubbornness kills evil spirits. A dignified man should not bow his knees, the enemy's wailing is a battle song"

"It's a pity that the robber's weapon was destroyed, but the robber was not destroyed."

Zhang Qingyun felt the soul, no, the Yin and Yang gods are sublimating: "This is the blessing of the ancestors, and the ancestors are approving what I did!"

"Rage!"

Zhang Qingyun felt very refreshed. Seeing that the power of the talisman was about to dissipate, he threw another jade talisman into the air: "One more wave."

"How can such a beautiful landscape be so short-lived? Pindao's ability is limited. If it is possible, Pindao hopes that it will last forever."

Amidst lightning and thunder, Zhang Qingyun hung his hook into the sea, searched in the ocean, and left here.When the darkness fell, Zhang Qingyun came to Guandao again, and with a thought, the fishhook floated into the air: "Tsk tsk, no warships dock?"

Scared?

It should be, the equipment is not equipped yet?

Pity.

"Otherwise, let's set off fireworks again here."

Playing it once was not satisfying, this time I have no chance, next time I go to the coast of the beautiful country.

The hook fell into the ocean again, and I searched all the way, but finally found nothing: "I wanted to catch a submarine, but unfortunately I didn't find it."

Putting away the hook, Zhang Qingyun stood up, feeling that the blood in his body was still not calmed down, it was still boiling.

Suddenly, Zhang Qingyun was stunned, a little suddenly: "This is protection!"

Protect my country, protect my home, do what you can!
"My blood is not cold for a man. It is ruthless to protect the country and kill the enemy. If the enemy dares to attack again, he will sacrifice his life on the battlefield to be a hero."

All of a sudden, master Yun Sheng reverberated in his mind, reciting the family letter written by master Bukong.

At that time, master Yun Sheng was only 11 years old, and the ancestor was not very old, only in his forties.However, when the enemy invaded, catastrophe was about to happen, and the ancestor was not empty, so he angrily pulled out the whisk from the ancestor's hand and went straight to the battlefield, never to return.

During this period, there were only three letters from home.

There is no extra word, and every letter from home has a poem.

At that time, Zhang Qingyun didn't understand, and couldn't understand the ambition and tragedy of the master's ancestor when he was so angry that the mountains and rivers were broken.

Now Zhang Qingyun understands.

"The catastrophe kills the gods, the blood is full of the gods, and the heart is hard to calm down. Abandon the Taoist robe and get angry, no longer ask for incense and rely on the gods."

"Today, if you go back to lay life, you will face disasters. This body will be hard to settle down. Disciples of the younger generation should remember that self-improvement can kill the sky."

Zhang Qingyun was in a trance, as if the gunfire was roaring in front of his eyes, each and every heroic ancestor used their flesh and blood to forge victories and blood filled Shenzhou, and the heroic souls did not return!

Bless!

Self-improvement!

"boom!"

There was a roar in my mind, and my dantian trembled.

The fourth orifice of the golden core suddenly opened, as if the heart was pounding.It seems to continue the blood of Yanhuang, inherit the will of the ancestors, strive for self-improvement, and never stop!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, in the non-poisonous soul, the soul seed blooms with endless light, and finally transforms into a sun god.

There is no joy in Zhang Qingyun's heart, no excitement, some.
Only tears welled up in his eyes: "I understand why Qingyun Temple only enshrines the ancestors of the past generations, at least the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing that should be enshrined are not enshrined."

"I also understand why the gods of heaven and earth have disappeared!"

The catastrophe in China caused countless deaths.

Those gods who enjoyed the incense in the peaceful and prosperous times watched the countless deaths and injuries of the believers in Shenzhou, but they did not protect them.

Zhang Qingyun also understands the words of Patriarch Bukong: self-improvement can cut the sky, no longer ask for incense and rely on gods.

Disappointed!

Endless disappointment and grief!

Everything depends on ourselves, on our compatriots, and interdependence!

"I understand"

Since gods are useless, why should they worship them? !

Zhang Qingyun raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Since ancient times, gods have been unreliable, and there are no chaos in prosperous times."

This prosperous age is dyed with the blood of countless martyrs!

In the end, the descendants of Yan and Huang still relied on their own strength to continue the bloodline.

A drop of hot tears fell, and Zhang Qingyun felt a little sour in his heart: "At that time, how helpless we would be, but our ancestors still marched forward with firm belief!"

Turning around, Zhang Qingyun went to the shrine.

After burning the incense, I knocked my head three times.

These three heads pay homage to all ancestors!
Zhang Qingyun came to the bookshelf where the scriptures were placed, silently blowing the dust on the scriptures, brought a basin of water, and wiped them carefully.

Originally, a talisman could clean up the shrine, but Zhang Qingyun felt that using a talisman to clean it here would be a blasphemy to the patriarch.

This is not a scripture, but the inheritance of the patriarch's will: "I was young at that time, so I didn't understand."

At that time, the patriarch wrote the scriptures with all his heart, and he peed on it because he didn't want to study. I remember that time, the master Yun Sheng was full of grief, and carefully wiped an envelope sandwiched in a scripture, and put it on Dry in a cool place.

Zhang Qingyun took out this letter, which is old, but still has a kind of ink fragrance.

This is not the fragrance of ink, but the fragrance of flowers of wisdom of the martyrs who are not far from the heroic spirit.

Carefully taking out the letter, Zhang Qingyun unfolded it.

Clouds give birth to me:

Remember.

Going to the battlefield for the teacher, I am afraid there will be no return date.

Daoist disciples should uphold the aspirations of their ancestors and carry their swords to help the common people in troubled times. This is the only inheritance recognized by teachers today.

Must, teach future generations disciples and grandchildren, protect me Yan Huang!
Today I will return to vulgarity and go to disaster,
This body can be desperate.

Disciples of later generations should bear in mind,
Self-improvement can cut the sky.

This is a letter with simple words.

At the beginning, Zhang Qingyun was a little impatient when listening to Master Yun Sheng's recitation.

Now, Zhang Qingyun's scalp is numb, and his blood is boiling: "Patriarch, disciple, please remember!"

Preciously put this letter into the storage space, and put it in a separate place: "This letter will be our family from now on, the only treasure of every successor!"

Walking out of the shrine, Zhang Qingyun lowered his head and pondered: "The reason for the imprisonment of the gods in my heart should be that there is no incense."

"So, if Tianyan wants me to unseal these gods in the future, I can't do it."

I would rather leave the eyes of the sky than let the gods come to the dust!

"Longevity!"

"eternal!"

The temptation is too great, but: "I can't go against my heart and my ancestors."

Be a man first, then a fairy!
"Don't force me, or we will die together!"

Zhang Qingyun's footsteps became firmer, and he also became free and easy: "First of all, I am alone!"

Live, blood-boiling people!
Opening the gate of the Taoist temple and seeing people coming and going, Zhang Qingyun felt very comfortable: "Where there are people, it is comfortable!"

In the past, Zhang Qingyun always thought that it would be great if the Qingyun Temple was in the deep mountains and wild forests, without the world around him. Now that I think about it, with the world around me, I have a firm heart.

The previous thoughts were too naive, the road is in the world of mortals.

Obviously, there is only a way in the world!

Putting down the futon, Zhang Qingyun sat cross-legged.

At this moment, my heart is very peaceful: "Even though it is a prosperous and prosperous age, I still have to protect it."

This prosperity is not easy to come by, but under the prosperity, there are still groups of demons peeping in, and evil villains are trampling on this prosperity!
It must be cut!
"Ah ha ha"

Suddenly, from the right side, there was a hearty laughter, pure laughter, pure joy, pure excitement.

Zhang Qingyun stretched his head to look, and saw that the young people who lined up here in the morning, waiting for his girlfriend to buy milk tea, were still here.

It's just that there are some more bags around a few people.

Apparently this is because the girlfriend's shopping is not over yet, and they are waiting here, keeping the things they bought by their side to watch.

A young man who was not very tall held a mobile phone, his face full of excitement: "Haha, this is God's will, this is God's blessing, tsk tsk, look at it."

Several young people crowded their heads together, looking at a mobile phone screen.

Then several young people laughed.

A slightly fat young man was overjoyed: "This is really a joy to hear and see. The tsunami hit, the thunder and lightning struck wildly, the beauty of the country is really in decline, the days of dominance are over, and God is punishing them."

"Think about it, the Mars rover in the beautiful country was smashed not long ago, and now the equipment is struck by lightning. They have done too many conscientious things, and the retribution is coming."

"Hey, I used to want to join the army, but unfortunately I didn't pass the test. I'm a little short-sighted."

A young man wearing glasses: "However, if there is a real war, it will not delay my sight at all, and I will also charge."

Zhang Qingyun sat cross-legged quietly, with a trace of relief on his face: "Yanhuang's blood is not cold, and the hero is still hidden in the ordinary."

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