The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 297, Breeding a new life

What seems to be an understatement of words, there are many magnificent waves behind it.Even the young Taoist did not exchange pleasantries, and was quite awed.

It turns out that practitioners are not not practicing, but practicing in a different way, doing the act of protecting the family and the country.

Kazumako said while walking.

"During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Longhu Mountain still had the inheritance of Taoism, and there was also the act of going down the mountain to kill demons and demons. Like the disciples of Maoshan, they killed demons and demons. But in the era of Kou Island's invasion, these people who came out of this world , put down the Taoism, picked up the guns, and fought with the invading people.."

"At that time, Kou Dao also brought onmyoji and practitioner shikigami to invade China. It was really tragic at that time."

"Seniors," the young juniors had tears in their eyes: "The little devil's cultivator is too hateful."

"Yeah, it's disgusting. At that time, it seemed that they had a Yinyang Liao that almost wiped out the people. They were interrupted by our disciples of Longhushan." Ichimako joked.

"Um..." He didn't know that Kazumako's head changed the conversation.

"Hey, those onmyojis are really old-fashioned." Kazumako said cheerfully: "They insisted on using only onmyoji to fight with shikigami, but they were shot down, and their brains burst out, and those Onmyojis in the island country have dealt with gods, gods, and ghosts a lot, unlike our Huaxia practitioners who develop their bodies and strengths together. They basically only cultivate their spirits, and they even feed with ghosts, training themselves to be neither human nor ghost. If you kill them, even if you hurt their spirit a little, making them unable to control ghosts, they will be eaten back on the spot, and there will be no souls left after being bitten. When their aura is exhausted, they will go to extremes to make them The road has become narrower and there is no pattern."

Kazumako has great disdain for Kojima practitioners.

"When the aura is not revived, the gun is really much more powerful than the practice. As a result, many things about the cultivators in Kou Island have not been listed in the national archives, and they are only treated as ordinary ghosts and snakes."

After a little pride on his face, there was a ray of sadness.

"However, even so, the little devils at that time were still equipped with powerful troops. The Taoists in Longhushan could only be regarded as militiamen at best after they abandoned Taoism. They suffered heavy casualties and were fully defeated. Killed a generation."

They don't care about the people who were born in the world and the dynasties fighting among themselves.

But when foreign enemies invade, they must strike hard.

"This is also one of the reasons why the country vigorously developed Longhu Mountain later, and it also didn't want to chill the hearts of the country's guards."

"Then what were we doing in Baiyun Temple at that time? Longhushan is so desperate." The young disciple turned around and said.

This remark was somewhat offensive to Bai Yunguan, but instead of being angry, Kazumako said with a smile.

"Our Baiyun temple has gradually risen after the founding of the country. The previous power was very weak. Even because of the exhaustion of spiritual energy, our ancestor's true spirit has reached a precarious situation. Fortunately, we have survived."

At this time, Daoist Ichimako paused and said with a smile: "Boy, do you know how the Taoists of our generation entered the mountain gate? What are the names of the elders of our family?"

"The younger generation doesn't know."

"The Baiyun Guanmen of our generation were all orphans who were displaced. At that time, there were only three teachers in Baiyun Temple, and they raised us with rice paste."

It is precisely because of that era that after the spiritual energy recovered and came out of the mountain, he resolutely chose the path of contemporary luck to support the contemporary dragon court.

Because I have experienced it, I can believe it enough.

Just at this time, a slightly fat old Taoist came out, and he greeted with a smile on his face.

"That's right, after going through that generation, our Longhu Mountain is almost a fault. But fortunately, it has slowed down now, and our 'lu' has also begun to respond. The spiritual energy is recovering, and its power is also recovering."

The old Taoist stretched out his right hand, and there was a talisman on the back of his hand, and a majestic aura and magic power flowed in the mysterious pattern.

"Since we have decided to leave the mountains and enter the world, we should also be obliged to help."

"This time, I really want to thank fellow Daoist."

"All right."

"Now that the official business is over, let's catch up on the past first?" The old Taoist said with emotion: "The last time we met was 30 years ago."

"It's easy to say." Yizhenzi took a look afterward, and Li Wei was curious and happy to watch the surroundings by himself, so he didn't think much about it.

Li Wei looked at the little Taoist boys playing by the lotus pond outside the door, and he also had a lot of leisurely pleasure in his heart.

Defending the family and defending the country, from being unacceptable, to now giving birth to a new life, it is very good
When get out of class was over, some little Taoist priests gathered in Longhu Mountain.

The trailheads, like everyone at their age, are happy to gather and say some mysterious things.

Full of curiosity about the outside world, also at the age of death, running around in the Taoist temple.

The elders won't care too much, after all, everyone came from this age, and after a little reprimand and reprimand, let them go.

Beside the lotus pond at the back of Longhu Mountain, the teenagers started the storytelling session, and a little boy who looked about 6 years old opened his mouth slightly.

It looked like a raised posture.

He is a young disciple who recently entered Longhu Mountain, and he is also the disciple with the most mysterious origin.

It was brought up the mountain by the head of the sect himself, the origin, the real name, only his Taoist name, called Ling.

This made the oldest child here a little jealous, and wanted to give this new disciple some power.

Several Taoist boys surrounded the six-year-old Xiaodaotong Ling in this way, and there was even a big man with a height of 1.6 meters. His big body seemed to cover Ling's body like a mountain.

"Hey hey hey. Today, let's tell a ghost story. Jie Jie Jie Jie." The older child laughed with a rather deliberate laugh.

However, this little junior brother named Ling is obedient and sensible, and people can't feel bad about him, and what the little boy wants to do is to tell a story.

Tell the story on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain that has been handed down to this day.

When they were young, they were also intimidated by their elders. From this point of view, it is not considered a threat, but it can only be regarded as an interesting little thing that all beginners have to experience.

Ling hugged the arm of the little senior sister beside him, and murmured, "I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, since you want to live in our Longhu Mountain in the future, you must know about it"

The older little Taoist priest still softened his heart, seeing Ling's frightened look, he subconsciously comforted him.

Of course, the story still needs to be told.

"Let's go to Dragon Tiger Mountain."

"There is a zombie king."

(End of this chapter)