The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 311, the past

What a stupid answer - but flawless.

Can't find any faults.

"The sun and moon beads are destined to be with the poor Taoist. Can you take a peek at the poor Taoist?"

Li Wei looked at the orb exuding the aura of the sun and the moon, which contained the aura of picking up the stars, the sun and the moon.

Contains a strange aura of heaven and earth, with a spiritual method that symbolizes that era.

The past, and history, are contained in this spirit pearl.

You can even feel the consciousness seeping out of the Lingzhu.

Treasures also have memory
Zhang Qinghe felt that there was no reason to refuse, and if it wasn't for him, he would not be able to stop the liger and tiger monster's aura.

The Sun and Moon Beads had been taken away a long time ago, from the point of view of repaying kindness, this reason is not too much.

Zhang Qinghe paused and said.

"Naturally it is possible."

"Thank you."

Li Wei arched his hands, took the Sun Moon Pearl and went back to his bedroom, firstly, it was to use this as a cause and effect connection, to link up the dream of the past, secondly, he had just experienced a big battle, and he really needed to recover.

The Taoist returned to his couch with the Sun and Moon Pearl in his arms.

But Zhang Qinghe and others still seemed like a dream.

Liu Xiangbo whispered.

"By the way, who is this master of the Taixu Temple? Is such a cultivation level really something a young man can do?"

Thinking that I said before that I wanted to protect others, but now I was protected by them instead.

In response, Kazumako shook his head and said, "Are you young?"

"You don't know that some seniors with advanced cultivation bases can hold their faces well?"

"Although I don't know what Ming Che's cultivation is, at least he has a cultivation above that of a human immortal."

"Are you immortal?"

Zhang Qinghe murmured.

"I didn't expect there to be at least the cultivation base of a human immortal. Is it an ancient immortal?"

But although Zhang Qinghe was surprised, he had no other emotions.

Yi Zhenzi paid attention to Zhang Qinghe's emotions, saw it in his eyes, but did not say it out.

"Could it be possible to become a fairy now?" Liu Xiangbo asked in amazement, but his expression was much more shocking than Zhang Qinghe: "The road to becoming a fairy can be started again? Isn't it already determined in this world that there is no way to continue?" Have you become a fairy?"

"The fairy road has long been cut off, this is a well-known thing."

Kazumako paused and said: "He is an immortal in the past, he became an immortal before the road to immortality was cut off, and he is very ancient, and has a lot of karmic entanglements with our ancestor Zhuge Kongming. To be alive in this world, It may have used the same method as some ancient gods to seal itself, and it has survived until now."

"I'm really envious, to be able to reach such a realm." Liu Xiangbo said enviously at the side: "Immortals, there are many in the era of conferred gods."

Zhang Qinghe said.

"There are quite a few, but only those with high-level roots can become immortals. It is also quite rare."

"In Longhu Mountain, there is only one person who has obtained the immortal body."

Needless to say, who is the one who has obtained the immortal body, everyone around knows who it is.

Ancestor Tianshi, Zhang Daoling.

There is also a distinction between immortals.

At least Zhang Qinghe knew that the older the more powerful, the higher the possibility.

This human being may have become a fairy during the Tang and Song Dynasties, when the road to becoming a fairy was the widest.

If he became an immortal before the Eastern Han Dynasty
Zhang Qinghe thought for a while, then shook his head. It was impossible to become a fairy before the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Among the immortals before the Eastern Han Dynasty, which one was not a well-known existence, if it wasn't for his ancestor Tianshi back then, he opened the immortal road again.

During the Tang and Song Dynasties, there were no immortals.

Subsequent things have to be dealt with, such as repairing the wounded and counting the consumption of talismans.

The little Taoist boy who was kidnapped seemed to be a forgotten thing.

Only those little Taoists remember that their little friends were taken away.

Those Taoists rushed into the hall.

An old senior from Longhushan reprimanded.

"Xuanfa, nonsense, this is where you can come?"

The little Taoist named Xuanfa anxiously said: "The new guy was kidnapped by monsters, if you don't go, I will go by myself!"

"It doesn't matter whether it's big or small, go to the quiet room and face the wall to think about your mistakes. The Heavenly Master must have his reasons for making such a decision."

"master!"

"Don't be harsh on the children, they also care about their fellow apprentices." Zhang Qinghe stopped the fellow disciple who wanted to punish his apprentice, and said softly: "I came up the mountain, no one knows him better than me, and no one can compare I care more about him."

Said Zhang Qinghe left them a back and said.

"If you still think of me as an elder, then don't ask this question again. You... will know the answer soon."

"Master Zhang"

"Don't call me a celestial master, I am not worthy of this title."

Zhang Qinghe patted Xuanfa's head, comforted the little Taoists on the side, and let them go out.

The entire Longhushan Tianshi Mansion can now be described as a mess, and it will take some time to tidy up here. Maoshan and other Taoists have already gone back—it is said that they are going back, but in fact they may be planning to go to the first place. Nine subjects reported.

That's right, I went to the Ninth Section to report. This time I came to help Longhu Mountain, and I also meant to observe the situation in the Ninth Section. Is it worthwhile for the current Maoshan to go down the mountain with the last remnant veins.

Now Liu Xiangbo already has the answer in his heart. He will also put the answer in his heart into action.

At this time, someone came to look for Zhang Qinghe, it was Bo Mingxi.

After experiencing the extreme yin and yang of zombies, Zhang Qinghe dare not underestimate this fellow who cannot practice.

"Senior Brother Mingxi, don't be so anxious."

Bo Mingxi was out of breath after walking a section of the mountain road. After panting for a while, she took a sip of the tea Zhang Qinghe handed her over, and then she recovered a lot: "Thank you, oh, it's really hard not to be able to practice, even the small roads are uncomfortable No way."

"By the way, it's business, you can't forget the business, remember, the real Ming Che from before?"

"Master Mingche, why don't you remember, he is currently living in the guest room. I don't know how long he will be staying."

From Zhang Qinghe's point of view, it doesn't matter how long he lives in Longhushan, he just wished he could live here longer.

Maybe at that time, he will be able to guide and guide the disciples of Longhu Mountain.

"Why do I feel that his face is so familiar? I haven't noticed it after chatting with him for so long before. It's also because I'm getting old. Come here and accompany me to the library."

Bo Mingxi murmured, as if he had discovered something incredible.

Zhang Qinghe didn't know why, but he still accompanied Bo Mingxi to the library. Looking at the piles of Lao Gao's books, his head started to hurt. He hasn't been here many times since he can remember. library.

He really couldn't cope with the place where Longhushan's ancient books, calligraphy and paintings were collected.

"Come"

Bo Mingxi led Zhang Qinghe to a corner, flicked away the dust, and opened a wooden box.

Dust was flying all over the sky, and Zhang Qinghe didn't know where Bo Mingxi got the box from.

Crunch, open the case.

"What do you want to show me?"

"You know, I have a very strong memory. Generally, things I've seen are hard to forget." Bo Mingxi murmured, "This box for collecting paintings and calligraphy, when I was a child, my master once showed me the paintings inside."

When Bo Mingxi took out an ancient painting inside, Zhang Qinghe froze in place.

This this.
how is this possible
(End of this chapter)