Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 528 The Sound Transmission of Dao
school, dormitory.

Zhang Qingyun's avatar did not approach the dormitory: "I forgot, it's already midnight, men and women are different."

Zhu Zhu lives on campus, and there are eight or nine girls in a dormitory.

And now, it's summer again.

Withdrawing the avatar, Zhang Qingyun began to practice.

"Wait until this girl is on summer vacation, and then give her a chance."

As Zhang Qingyun entered the state of cultivation, time passed quickly.

The next morning, Zhang Qingyun was not in a hurry to go out.

After morning class, Zhang Qingyun tidied up the yard: "The Mars teleportation array is no longer needed and can be dismantled."

With a thought, Zhang Qingyun retracted the clone of Mars, and the teleportation array in the yard was also retracted.

Zhang Qingyun, who is in the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, can already easily reach Mars, and the teleportation array is no longer needed: "Now there are no formations in the Taoist temple except for the big formation that covers the sky."

After thinking about it, Zhang Qingyun did not continue to arrange the formation.

"The formation is no longer necessary. I sit in the Taoist temple, which is much stronger than the formation."

The array can be deployed at will, there is no need to waste energy.

Life is getting simpler and simpler. In the past, they tried every means to arrange formations for safety.Now the formation is meaningless: "If there is a world where fairies and ghosts are rampant, the formation is really necessary."

Although the world has undergone changes, and there are remnants of Dao, the general trend is still there.

The new way has been established, but it has not yet gained a firm foothold.

However, the Dao is gone, and the new Dao controls the world, so Zhang Qingyun is the master, and everything is safe.

Holding the futon, Zhang Qingyun went out.

As soon as he opened the gate of the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun saw a familiar figure squatting in front of the Taoist temple: "Layman, what's the matter?"

"Puff."

Zhao Changxing fell to his knees.

Fortunately, this place is inside the doorway, the rush hour for commuting has passed, and there are very few pedestrians on the street at this time.The milk tea shop opposite the door has also closed, and no one saw it.Zhao Changxing said gratefully, "Thank you Taoist priest for saving your life."

Last night, he was almost killed by Liu Yuhua ghost.

It was the Taoist priest in front of him who suddenly appeared and saved their family.

Is this a life-saving grace, or three lives, this kneeling can't be repaid.

There is no repayment for the grace of saving lives.

Zhao Changxing didn't know how to repay, he just wanted to express his gratitude.

"The poor way is just doing it conveniently."

This is really what Zhang Qingyun did casually, even if the opponent is not Zhao Changxing, even if the ghosts appear, Zhang Qingyun will naturally make a move.

This is the existence of the concept of good and evil, and Zhang Qingyun naturally cannot stand idly by.

Zhang Qingyun helped Zhao Changxing up: "You must know that there are gods above your head, and there is still justice and justice in the world. Be a good person, don't be guilty, and you will be accompanied by good luck."

Zhao Changxing actually didn't understand much of what Zhang Qingyun said.

Zhao Changxing nodded heavily, Zhang Qingyun exchanged some pleasantries with him, and then Zhao Changxing left.

"Still come over"

After Zhao Changxing left, Zhang Qingyun put down the futon and cursed in a low voice, "You idiot, you have learned your lesson recently."

"hey-hey."

Zhang Daoyi smiled awkwardly and walked into the doorway: "Master Dao, I am also a victim, okay?"

This guy is indeed a victim. The woman diagonally opposite was also possessed by a ghost, so she had a relationship with Zhang Daoyi.Zhang Qingyun also lost his breath, this guy was like blocking this woman's prying eyes for him.

Not to mention this woman's past, just say that this woman secretly looked at him more than once, which made Zhang Qingyun very uncomfortable.

Zhang Qingyun never takes a bus, and he doesn't like scrapped buses.

Zhang Qingyun, who is in the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, can fly through the clouds and ride the fog, and Zhang Qingyun is not interested in the new car.

Zhang Qingyun ignored him, but took out a jade talisman and handed it to Zhang Daoyi: "Eat it."

"What?"

The jade talisman is not small, about the size of a thumb.

Can this thing be swallowed?

Zhang Daoyi seriously doubted whether he would be directly choked to death.

"Eat or not, although you are a victim, some diseases will not spare you just because you are a victim."

Zhang Qingyun sat down cross-legged: "You are already in love."

"boom"

Zhang Daoyi's face paled instantly: "My mother!"

This is an incurable disease, Zhang Dao didn't even think about it, he grabbed the jade talisman floating in the air, stuffed it into his mouth and was about to swallow it.

This is the survival instinct, but also the awe of this disease.

However, the jade talisman was stuffed into the mouth, and instantly turned into liquid and flowed into the abdomen.

The originally slightly cold body was surrounded by a warm feeling: "Master Dao, I."

Zhang Daoyi was surprised in his heart, and looked at Zhang Qingyun's eyes glowing: "Is there any more of this thing? I didn't expect it to be so delicious!"

It's not because it tastes bad, but because this jade talisman is amazing!
Eat more, it should be more comfortable.

"It's okay, you can go now."

This jade talisman is just an ordinary jade talisman. If it is engraved with a black spirit stone, the power contained in it will be enough to support Zhang Daoyi to death.

This guy doesn't understand, can I eat more of this kind of thing?

"Okay."

Zhang Dao turned around subconsciously, walked a few steps and then came back: "Master Dao, my family wants me to go home for a blind date."

Blind date?

What do you mean by telling me?
Show off on purpose?
Zhang Qingyun pouted.

Fortunately, the beard has grown a little, and the curling of the lips is invisible to others.

I just saw Zhang Qingyun's beard trembling.

"This is a good thing. If the blind date is successful, you will no longer be single."

It is good to have parents, and you will also worry about your children's marriage.Zhang Qingyun is a person without parents. He is alone and no one cares about him. He has to rely on himself for everything.

"If the master is still here, he should worry about my marriage?"

Maybe.

After all, the former view of the heavenly master, the current view of Qingyun is just a view of descendants, he can get married and have children.

"If the master is here, I should have a child by this time, and I can already go to the supermarket to buy daily necessities by myself."

Unfortunately, the master is gone.

"Not necessarily."

Qingyunguan is too poor, uh. In the eyes of outsiders, Qingyunguan is too poor, no woman is willing to marry him.

Zhang Qingyun stood up, carrying the futon to go back to the Taoist temple.

Miss the master.

"Since Daomin, I seem to have never thought of my master again. It's really unfilial."

Zhang Qingyun was a little ashamed.

"Master."

I went on a blind date, what do you mean with shame on your face?
Could it be that I am still an adopted child and you are my real father?
Now that my adoptive parents want to find a wife for me, you, a real father, will be ashamed. You are a little embarrassed that you didn't bother for my own son?

Thinking about it this way, not only is Zhang Daoyi not ashamed of imposing a father on himself, but his eyes glow with anticipation: "Have you ever lost a son?"

What if, what if this is my real father?
How could such a father with great supernatural powers and mastery of calligraphy treat his son badly?
Lost a son?
Pindao is the abandoned son of others!

Zhang Qingyun didn't know what this guy was thinking, but he wanted to have this kind of life experience after losing his son.However, as a child, he was unable to accomplish such a morally depraved act.

Not to mention losing his son, even on paper, he never lost on the wall.

"Pin Dao is only 37 and eight years old."

Well, this is a good word to use.

37 years old, not young anymore.

Although Shouyuan can be said to be endless, Zhang Qingyun's concept of time is getting weaker and weaker.

However, 38 years old is really not young.

Turning his head, seeing Zhang Daoyi's expectant face and shining eyes, Zhang Qingyun was stunned.

What does this mean?
This is to recognize the father?

Zhang Daoyi, if Pindao remembers correctly, is only a few years younger than Pindao.

Even if Pindao really lost his son, it wasn't because of Pindao's genes.Poor Dao, you can't have cubs at the age of three or five?
Or because of appearance wow.

Although Pindao is 37 or [-] years old and has shaved off his beard, his appearance is definitely only in his twenties.

I'm afraid this guy doesn't want to recognize his father when the time comes, but wants to recognize his son?
"No."

No matter what, you can't let this product take advantage of it.

Having such an extra son is a burden.

"impossible!"

There was a hint of disappointment in Zhang Daoyi's eyes, and he was still trying his best to save him: "I have always doubted my life experience, I suspected that I was abandoned, Master Dao."

"roll!"

So shameless!

This guy is actually such a rascal, did dad misunderstand it?

You are rebelling against your ancestors.

Zhang Qingyun entered the Taoist temple, and Zhang Daoyi also squeezed in.

Zhang Qingyun simply stopped closing the door: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Zhang Daoyi was a little frustrated: "Yes."

Zhang Qingyun carried the futon into the backyard, sat cross-legged again, and ignored him.

Zhang Daoyi found a futon and sat aside, regardless of whether Zhang Qingyun listened or not, he started talking to himself: "Hey, if you can find a daughter-in-law to start a family, who would want to be a five-guarantee household in the future?"

"As far as I can remember, my mother has been bedridden. She said that when she gave birth to me, she suffered from severe cold during confinement, and her femoral head died."

Zhang Daoyi's eyes wandered: "Since I was in school, I have felt that I am different from others. Everyone wears new clothes. When I was in the fourth grade, there were patches on my clothes."

"Later, when I was in junior high school, my father became ill with heart and lung disease."

Zhang Daoyi laughed at himself: "This is a disease of wealth, and there is no effective medicine, so it cannot be cured. The whole family lost their income, so I dropped out of school to work."

The disease of affluence. It is the need to recuperate and not be able to work.

It is said that it is a disease of wealth. If the poor have this disease, it will only make the family poorer.

Medication is expensive.

Zhang Dao's family could no longer bear it.

"In a flash, 17 years have passed"

Zhang Daoyi had tears in his eyes: "Actually, sometimes when I think about it, I'm quite an asshole. Although I send money home every month, I haven't gone back for five years. I'm afraid."

Scared, yes, very scared.

That home is no longer a safe haven, but
"I am afraid to see the expectant eyes of my parents and the disappointed eyes of my parents. In the past ten years, I have not made a name for myself, and my wife has not made a name for me."

No, your fate was not meant to be like this.

Before Dao Ming, Zhang Daoyi was the heir of the concept of descendants, a well-off wealthy family.

At that time, [-] million worth of this product was ignored.

现在
Sure enough, the closer you are to me, the worse it will be?

Zhang Qingyun became an observer, as a man, he confided his inner voice to the outside world.

As men, we deserve respect.

"When I was 20 years old, my relatives and neighbors in the village introduced me to someone. It's a pity."

Zhang Daoyi laughed at himself: "I think I look good, but because of my family background, no one wants to marry me."

"Going out to work, I have also talked about it. A girlfriend who has been with me for six years finally broke up with me on the premise of a bride price and a house."

The reality is that.

What happened to Zhang Daoyi was not him alone, but many men.

Zhang Daoyi lacked confidence: "Actually, I don't want to go back. My family wants to find someone for me. I know the result will be the same in the end, so I made this trip for nothing. I also don't want to pretend to be passionate about going back, so I resist."

No wonder, this guy wants to recognize his father.

With such a family background, it is normal to fantasize about having a rich and capable father.

"Actually, I really want to go back, and I also miss my parents."

Zhang Daoyi raised his head, tears streaming down his face, with longing, guilt, and resistance on his face: "It's just that I'm not young anymore, I'm 33 years old, I've accomplished nothing in my career, and I'm still a single dog. I'm afraid of being ridiculed by the village."

This is a poor child who has lost his courage, living in a daze, but unable to change.

"Master."

After talking a lot, Zhang Daoyi saw Zhang Qingyun sitting with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he heard it. Zhang Daoyi felt a little resentful.

I'm in such a miserable situation, can't you be surprised, or take a look at me?
Express your sympathy?

Anyway, as men, it's okay for you to express your sympathy.

I am muttering and rambling now, isn't it just playing the piano to the cow?

"Your fate is indeed miserable"

It's miserable, but it's only been a year or two of miserable life. Two years ago, you were the rich son of Longhushan for 31 years, with a chic life and status.

It's only been two years of suffering, and you can't bear it anymore?
You know, there are many people who are more miserable than you.

"Yeah, I'm miserable."

Zhang Daoyi sighed: "No one is more miserable than me."

"Yeah, you're so miserable"

Zhang Qingyun responded: "But you don't know that there was someone worse than you."

Zhang Dao was stunned.

Is there anyone worse than him?

Who?
Which unlucky one?
"37 years ago, there was a Temple of Heavenly Masters."

Zhang Qingyun began to tell stories, and Zhang Daoyi became an audience: "There is an old Taoist priest in Tianshi Temple, who is over 60 years old. One day when he opened the gate of the Taoist temple, there was a full-term baby in front of the door."

Where is the view of heavenly masters?
Zhang Dao didn't know.

However, an old Taoist priest Zhang Daoyi looked at Zhang Qingyun suspiciously, seriously suspecting that Zhang Qingyun was telling his own story?
"The Taoist temple is very poor. At that time, the Taoist temple didn't have a single fee. The ascetics need to be self-sufficient and self-sufficient."

The old Taoist was farming, but because the land was limited and the harvest was not good, he was barely getting by, let alone a child who was waiting to be fed?

The old Taoist exchanged his own rations for milk powder, ate coarse grains, and sometimes wild leaves.

Sometimes, the nearby villagers can't stand it anymore and will give some as gifts.

The old Taoist has some skills, he can pinch and count.

Whoever supports him, he will help them turn danger into prosperity.

Later, the days gradually improved, but the Taoist temple only solved food and clothing, and the Taoist robes worn by the young Taoist priests were all repaired by the old Taoist priests themselves.

Due to malnutrition when he was young, the little Taoist was not tall and very thin.

Until the little Taoist priest was 14 years old, the Taoist temple had a single fee, and life in the Taoist temple was finally better.However, the old Taoist priest became immortal in the second year, and the young Taoist priest faced the surrounding tall buildings in fear.

Everything depends on yourself.

But there is no support in my heart, I am alone, and the concept of descendants does not accept foreign incense, so my life is tight.

There is a single fee, and almost three-fourths of the 34ths are spent on Taoist repairs and some Taoist needs, and the remaining less than a quarter can be used freely.

"Daoist. What is a single fee?"

Zhang Qingyun told this story because Zhang Daoyi reminded him of the past.

It's not without reason that Zhang Daoyi didn't accomplish anything.

First of all, this product has completely missed the essence.

single fee?

It seems that this world does not exist at all.

The original mood of telling the story lost interest in an instant because of Zhang Daoyi's interruption.

Therefore, it cannot be explained, and Zhang Qingyun did not explain either: "Let's go"

Zhang Qingyun waved his hand and started chasing customers.

Zhang Dao smiled awkwardly. There was nothing wrong with his question, but why did the Taoist leader react so violently?
Zhang Dao was stupid again and again, but also had a little understanding.

Daoist Qingyun is probably telling his own story.

Zhang Daoyi is in a much better mood. It turns out that Daoist Qingyun is some unlucky guy, worse than him
But
Daoist Qingyun has a miserable life experience, but he has great abilities, and lives a chic and happy life, which is much better than him.

Zhang Daoyi was in a bad mood again.

After all, I'm still the worst.

Zhang Qingyun issued the eviction order, of course Zhang Daoyi did not leave, his purpose has not been achieved, so even if he stays here, Zhang Daoyi will not leave.When Zhang Dao came, he had a strong premonition in his heart.

His fate will be changed here.

This feeling was very abrupt, a temptation he couldn't resist.

Zhang Daoyi ignored him and went to the shrine. The shrine was spotless, but the original portrait of the patriarch was gone, only a few pieces of drawing paper were hung.

The original statue of the patriarch is only a pile of earth.

Dao Ming, everything related to Dao has been wiped out and does not exist in this world.

"If I re-portrait and re-enshrine the patriarch, from another perspective, it will help the Tao."

Every ounce of faith is the power to revive the Tao.

As both sides of the confrontation, Zhang Qingyun, as the founder of the new way, helped the way recover, which was definitely not good for him, but had infinite benefits for the way.

It's like two opposing sides. Suddenly, one side starts to worship the other side. Naturally, the hostility will disappear, and the other side will become stronger and stronger.

The same is true for Zhang Qingyun and Dao.

"It's just that it is impossible for a person to be rootless, and it is impossible to be without source."

People, it is even more impossible to forget their ancestors!

Zhang Qingyun took off a few pieces of drawing paper, and finally Zhang Qingyun made a decision.

Re-listed as a portrait of the patriarch and re-enshrined!

"Even if I help Tao indirectly, I still need to have roots."

If you despise your own origin, you will be helpless. Without the origin of the Taoist mind, how can it come to the end?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyun no longer resisted in his heart, but became more and more clear-headed.

Walking into the yard, Zhang Qingyun moved the table. At this moment, Zhang Qingyun seemed like an ordinary person. He spread the drawing paper on the table, picked up the brush and began to paint the portrait of the patriarch.

Portraits are easy and quick.

It took Zhang Qingyun only three or two hours to paint a few portraits.

Zhang Daoyi was always by his side, he was a little confused and puzzled.

However, he didn't feel bored. On the contrary, following the portrait of Zhang Qingyun, Zhang Daoyi felt an indescribable sense of comfort in his heart, and there was a trace of warmth in his body.

Zhang Daoyi didn't know whether it was because he was a bystander and benefited from following Zhang Qingyun's portrait, or because the jade talisman he had swallowed before was still in effect.

Zhang Daoyi didn't dare to disturb him, he just watched from the sidelines.

Following Zhang Qingyun in and out, when Zhang Qingyun hung up several portraits again, Zhang Daoyi felt that there was a strange charm in the originally deserted house.

Zhang Qingyun cleaned up the mound of the statue of the patriarch and began to reshape it.

It was reshaped, but the idol was broken again.

At this moment, Zhang Qingyun clearly felt that a force flew out of his body and smashed the statue: "Is this the power of the new way?"

Zhang Qingyun was a little hesitant at this time, and it was obvious that Xindao was resisting him from doing so.

But
Zhang Qingyun self-sealed the dantian, self-sealed the primordial spirit, sealed his own power, and re-created the statue of the patriarch.

This time it was successfully completed, and when the statue was put down again, Zhang Qingyun lit the joss stick.

"buzz"

In Zhang Qingyun's mind, there was a sudden buzzing, and a voice of Huang Zhong Dalu appeared in his heart.

The voice was ethereal, very strange, yet extremely familiar.

"This is."

This is the voice of the eye of heaven!
To be precise, this is the voice of the Tao!
"Zhang Qingyun"

This time, the voice of Tao is no longer vague, nor does it appear in the form of revealing words, but the most direct dialogue: "You are about to face disaster. You are controlled by the evil side of Tao, and the world is destroyed. Even if you There is a starry sky in the dantian universe, and it will also be reduced to ashes."

(End of this chapter)