After studying Taoism for three years, is it still time to change majors?

Chapter 93 Rewards!Ten years of Zhu Guo!
From the ruins of the military town to the spirit seed space, Su Luo smiled and told little by little the thrilling experience of the past ten days.

"...After all the hardships, I finally managed to slay the giant snake man with my sword and broke into the space crack, but I never thought that the space crack is the Dao Vein Spirit Seed!"

"Here is the spiritual seed space left by Patriarch Zhan Dao!"

"This inheritance that has been postponed for 40 years...to this day, it has finally begun!"

Strictly speaking, the transition of the protagonist from "Linzhuyu" to "Suluo" is a taboo in literary creation.

In popular literature, Jin Yong only played this kind of tricks in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji" after he became famous.

But the story of the Dao Mai Spirit Seed happened just a few days ago, more than ten days ago, it was a true story that happened around them. true story!

Truth is the most touching power!
At this moment, many spectators in the pagoda had some similar thoughts in their hearts:

"inherited!"

"The Relay of Civilization!"

"Passing the torch!"

Everyone pricked up their ears, hoping to hear the follow-up content as soon as possible, even Xiao Linglong couldn't help urging:

"That old thief Liu Lao, what happened afterwards?"

Similar urging sounds continued, and the sound became more and more noisy.

Su Luo showed a little smirk, "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down!"

moment.

The audience rioted.

Xiao Linglong found a big clock from nowhere, and said with a sneer:
"Do you know what the last form of the lion's roar is?"

An old teacher trembled in his heart, and advised, "Xiao Su, quickly spit out the contents behind, once the loudspeaker comes out, you will either die or be injured!"

Su Luo smiled embarrassingly. If he really dared to stop here, for whom would the death knell toll?The knell tolls for itself!

After coughing twice, he honestly talked about the third round of inheritance:

"...The Liu Lao dog thief smashed the inheritance of medicine left by Patriarch Dongliu, and reached the third round of inheritance one step faster."

"But no one thought that the things inherited in the third round still have nothing to do with spiritual power cultivation!"

"What many patriarchs have left to future generations has never been limited cultivation and resources, but ideas, knowledge and experience skills. This is the real Taoist spirit!"

"Knowledge is power!"

"then."

"The obsession that Liu Lao had been waiting for for 40 years suddenly collapsed at this moment, his Dao heart collapsed, and he completely fell into madness!"

Failure, depression and pain are things that almost everyone has experienced.

Thousands of teachers, students and people in the pagoda sheltered from the rain felt a little empathy, but they also knew very well:

"poor person must have something mean!"

Slaughtering the Seed Protection Squad, destroying the Han'an Army Town, and keeping the Dao Mai Spirit Seed frozen until now, all these things are unforgivable.

Some even gritted their teeth:
"Forty-eight thousand kinds of Taoism and exercises, he just slapped them apart with one palm? He is the sinner of all mankind!"

But soon someone reacted:

"Those [-] golden lights, could it be...?"

After experiencing the climax of "Willow Prison Going Crazy", Su Luo smiled slightly and told the story to the end, "The [-] golden lights last night were the backhands left by the ancestors. At the moment when the spirit seed space collapsed, thousands of The golden light diffuses into the homes of ordinary people, regardless of height, short, fat or thin, regardless of family background, everyone has the possibility to obtain a god-given opportunity."

In the old days, Wang Xietang, Qianyan, flew into the homes of ordinary people!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. This mythical story that lasted for 40 years finally ushered in a relatively happy ending.

But at this time.

Fan Huaimin, Jiang Hu and principal Yang Guoqi all stepped out of the crowd and announced a big event together, pushing this story to a higher point!
In the [-]nd year of the Great Xia Calendar, on April [-]th, Qingzhou Fucheng officially approved to allow Qingcheng Pioneer Academy to carry out pilot education and establish a modern Taoism major!

Initial support funds, not less than 20 billion!
After the first batch of modern Taoist students enter the school, the Fucheng government will conduct multiple rounds of assessments based on teaching quality and provide more support resources.

Inside the Dao Pagoda, thousands of teachers and students cheered in unison.

Many people who came in to hide from the rain also thought in their hearts that their son/daughter, who is in the third year of high school, might be able to tell the legendary past about the "Dao Mai Spirit Seed" when filling out the application form.

Su Luo looked up at Jiang Ya, smiled lightly and said:
"Reporter Jiang, I will leave the rest to you."

Immediately.

Jiang Ya puffed up her chest and promised:

"I guarantee with my whole life as a reporter that I will definitely apply for the highest standard publicity resources for you."

Done.

She dragged the cameraman along and rushed into the spring rain, deciding to edit the video overnight and try to release the program as soon as possible.

As for Qin Shouren's death, in the past few years, it can be regarded as big news, but compared with keywords such as [Birth of the Dao Mai Spirit Seed], [The True Source of Forty-eight Thousand Golden Lights], [Zu Dao Patriarch], etc. , it counts as fart!
Jiang Ya was extremely excited.

The birth of modern Taoism is bound to sweep the world like an impending storm!

But she will become the first brave petrel in this storm, and she will be the first to shout above the boundless sea:
"—the storm! The storm is coming!"

The billions of people in Daxia will deeply remember this storm called "Modern Taoism", and will also remember a petrel named "Jiang Ya".

Thinking of this, Jiang Ya's heart surged:

"Let the storm come harder!"

then.

The rain stopped.

The people, teachers and students reluctantly dispersed.

But at this time.

Suddenly there was a sound in the sky.

"Sorry, it's raining, so I asked the high-speed train to fly above the clouds. The sun was quite warm, so I couldn't help but sleep." Li Ze gave a hutch, threw the ten-year-old vermillion fruit from the sky, and then Feng Erluo, "I always keep my word, here, this is your reward."

As soon as Su Luo stretched out his hand, he received the legendary vermilion fruit of ten years.

Green and astringent fruits contain infinite vigor and vitality!

Fan Huaimin couldn't help showing envious expression, "Tuigui, I heard that this one fruit can replace me with a Benhuo-class open-top chariot. It's so damn expensive!"

In fact.

The ten-year vermilion fruit is usually given to the heirs of the big family's Qi storage environment. Taking one can save three years of hard work and instantly open the left eye.

Su Luo also fell into a high degree of entanglement.

Relying on the magical ability of drinking ice, at most two or three months, he can open the acupuncture point on his left ear. Should he sell this ten-year vermilion fruit or eat it?
then.

Su Luo thought for a few seconds, boarded Zhihu, and posted a question:
[If a scene-level expert gave you a ten-year vermilion fruit, should you sell it or eat it? 】

(End of this chapter)