I became the sun god.

Chapter 128 Is It My Turn Finally?

In the empty hall.

The picture of Zhenwu Dangmo is enshrined at the top of the main hall.

The huge visualization picture replaced the original statue of Emperor Zhenwu.

There are a large number of electronic monitoring equipment around the visualization map.

Even apart from the monitoring equipment, there are several soldiers with live ammunition, standing there like green pines.

The huge incense burner was filled with thick incense candles, and a faint smoke lingered in the hall.

There are no extra decorations in the hall, but a large number of futons are placed on the ground.

On each of these futons, there is a figure sitting cross-legged.

The leader is Qingxu Laodao.

Sitting cross-legged in the main hall, the old Taoist Qingxu faced the Zhenwudang demon map directly, the void around him seemed to be dyed with ink, and the sound of thick running water was faintly visible.

In the entire hall, only Qingxu Laodao was surrounded by visions.

However, although the others did not have visions, they were similar to Qingxu Laodao in other respects.

These people sat cross-legged on the futon, each of them was extremely solemn.

Occasionally someone opened their eyes, but they also stared blankly at the map of Zhenwu Swinging Demons, and the whole person's spiritual will was immersed in it.

This is the mystery of the visualization map.

Roughly, it looks the same, but I just feel that this Zhenwu Dangmotu is extremely domineering and has an overwhelming momentum.

But if you concentrate on looking at it, your spirit will be immersed in the artistic conception of Zhenwu and become a part of the visualization.

Only in this way can one visualize the mighty power of Emperor Zhenwu.

After a while, Qingxu Old Daoist's vision subsided, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"call…"

The Qingxu old man who opened his eyes let out a long breath of turbid air, and white waves visible to the naked eye gushed out.

The old Taoist Qingxu got up quietly, burned three sticks of incense respectfully, and then left quietly after glancing at everyone.

"These people...are interesting?"

Although Qin Ran was at a high altitude, he could have a panoramic view of everything in the hall.

After all, the powerful six senses are there.

And the principle of vision is not the imaging of light?
This thing was originally within Qin Ran's scope of authority.

As long as he wants to, he can take a look at Baili.

Because of this, Qin Ran looked at the people in the hall with a surprised expression on his face.

These dark-skinned young men with small crew cuts are incompatible with the Taoist style at first glance.

Although they are all wearing Taoist robes, their temperament cannot be faked.

soldier.

And he is the elite among the elite, nine times out of ten he has killed someone.

Just by taking a look, Qin Ran came to such a conclusion.

The soldiers appear here.

what does this mean?
"It seems that the authorities have reached some kind of consensus with Wudang Mountain."

"In other words, Wudang Mountain, where everyone is innocent, has no right to bargain with the authorities at all."

"It is the official kindness of the Great Xia Kingdom to allow Wudang Mountain to continue to preserve the Zhenwu Dangmo map."

"If you follow the politicians in the West, I'm afraid they will eat everything without bones left."

Qin Ran had a rough guess in his mind.

Then his eyes followed Qingxu Old Daoist, and looked towards the meeting room upstairs in the main hall.

"It's the leader..."

As soon as he saw the interior of the conference room, Qin Ran was attracted by Xia Guoyang.

Compared to Qingxu's old-fashioned high spirits, Xia Guoyang was even more tired than ten days ago.

"Daoist Qingxu, how is the effect?"

As soon as he saw the old Taoist Qingxu, Xia Guoyang stood up quickly, his tone full of nervousness.

Qingxu old Taoist shook his head:

"Difficult, difficult, difficult to cultivate."

"Although those children are determined in their will, firm will does not mean a clear heart."

"Right now... there are only a few people who can vaguely sense the aura."

Xia Guoyang's expression froze when he heard this, and then he gave a wry smile:
"Is that really the case..."

"but…"

The old Taoist Qingxu changed the subject and stroked his long beard:

"However, my Wudang Taoism is a dual-purpose way of gas."

"Refining Qi is a terrazzo skill, this must not be forced."

"However, after these children visualized Emperor Zhenwu's Dharma, they practiced my Wudang Black Water Sword Art, and their bodies became stronger and stronger."

"The old man can't understand those instruments, he only knows that they have become stronger."

"Presumably... as long as they are given enough time, they should be able to absorb spiritual energy with their bodies."

"The spontaneous generation of spiritual energy in Jieshi's body can be regarded as the beginning of refining energy."

As the only Transcendent in the East, Qingxu Laodao is undoubtedly a veteran.

From a certain point of view, his evaluation is still very pertinent.

In the system set by Qin Ran, talent is of course important, but the vigor of visualization is equally important.

This thing is similar to faith, the more pious the faith, the more bonuses.

But the bonus also depends on the individual, you are a piece of scrap iron, you are destined not to be the strongest king, at most you will not yield to silver.

But even so, it was enough for Xia Guoyang to be satisfied.

I saw a relaxed smile on his face:

"That's good, even if the spiritual recovery comes, we can be prepared."

"This matter still needs more Wudang, which can cooperate with the country at this important juncture."

Ha ha…

Qingxu old Taoist heart hehe.

I don't want to cooperate, but can you agree?

Don't tell the truth if you see through it, the old Taoist Qingxu has lived a long time, so he naturally has this wisdom.

Following Xia Guoyang's words, he suddenly changed the subject and said:
"In another week or two, these people should be able to imprint the visualization in their hearts."

"At that time, even if you are not in Wudang Mountain, you will be able to visualize Emperor Zhenwu's Dharma anytime, anywhere."

"but…"

The old Taoist Qingxu frowned, then as if thinking of something, his brows quickly relaxed.

"However, this map of the true martial arts is my Wudang treasure."

"Wudang has only recovered the Black Water Sword Jue now, and even an old Taoist can only imprint the true meaning of this part of the Dharma into his mind."

"As for the other principles of Emperor Zhenwu's method, they cannot be imprinted without the correct method."

"Presumably this is the insurance left by the ancestors."

"Without the real Wudang demon map, it is impossible to practice the many secret methods of Wudang."

"Without Wudang's secret transmission method, it is impossible to imprint the image of Zhenwu Great Emperor in the mind."

"Even if someone steals Wudang's true method, he can only draw a low-level visualization map of the corresponding method with his own cultivation base when the realm is extremely high."

"The map of Zhenwu Dangdao contains the true meaning of Zhenwu Wandao. The ancestors really worked hard."

The old Qingxu sighed with emotion.

With the main body of the real Wudang Motu, when Wudang finds or creates more branches of the method, these methods are destined to be firmly in Wudang's hands.

Even if one or two veins are lost, it will have little effect on Emperor Zhenwu's orthodoxy.

Xia Guoyang nodded slightly when he heard the words.

How could he fail to hear what Qing Xu said?

This is implying yourself.

It is not a one-shot deal to imply that he is a true martial arts map, and the true martial arts system is destined to be exclusive to Wudang.

But Xia Guoyang and the senior management behind him didn't care.

The entire Wudang is only one Black Water Sword Art, and the so-called true martial arts can't be seen at all.

Even if there are inheritances born one after another, the country's actions will definitely be faster than Wudang.

At that time, whoever asks for it may be uncertain.

However, government-civilian cooperation has always been mutually beneficial, and it is not as overbearing as the West.

"That's good."

"When the batch of children is almost done, I will arrange another replacement."

"Please rest assured, Daoist Qingxu, everyone who is qualified to know this is absolutely loyal."

Xia Guoyang's tone relaxed a lot.

Then he thought for a while, then turned to look at Shao Mingyuan:

"Mingyuan, you should stay here and be responsible for the contact work of the soldiers."

"As for Wudang's Black Water Sword Art, Taoist Priest Qingxu shouldn't mind using it?"

Qingxu Old Daoist chuckled lightly:
"If you want to learn, you can learn."

Ok?
Shao Mingyuan was shocked.

Is it finally my turn!
The gears of fate finally began to turn slowly!

(End of this chapter)