The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 379 Chapter 370 Nine, the original celestial master
What should I be familiar with?Zhang Qinghe thought for a while, could it be a fellow Taoist whom he had met before?

"Could it be that I, Longhushan, have received Daoist friends from Daoist Mingche before?"

Zhang Qinghe thought for a while, but didn't care much.

This time it's really a piece of cake.

Regarding Longhu Mountain, Zhang Qinghe still had a difficult matter to deal with.

A person who practiced in the quiet room has left the customs.

After Zhang Qinghe answered Li Wei's call, he came outside the quiet room.

I saw a man in Ming armor, his skin was pale, not like a living person.

No, he himself is not alive.

It's a zombie.

The thing that was transformed after the death of a general of the Wei State in the Ming Dynasty.

Those who have no soul and no soul will neither die nor perish.

Is for the genus of zombies.

At this moment, when he came out of the quiet room of retreat, his expression was extremely calm.

His expression was surprisingly peaceful.

said the zombie.

"Master Zhang, thank you for taking care of me these days."

He bowed his hands and saluted, quite polite.

"Well, why didn't we take care of you." Zhang Qinghe felt even weirder in his heart.

Extreme Yin Zombie, unexpectedly so polite.

In the previous era, the only way to communicate with such extremely yin things was between physics and physics.

Like now, such a peaceful exchange.

In the past, it has never happened.

This zombie, Lu Xiangsheng, loves reading very much, and sometimes he would come out to borrow books, but Zhang Qinghe didn't refuse, and just brought him books.

That's it.

Lu Xiangsheng said politely.

"The act of borrowing books by the head is already a great care."

"Lulu Xiangsheng, can Pindao call you that now?"

Zhang Qinghe knew about the zombie king's enlightenment.

It is the why of 'I'.

He possesses part of Lu Xiangsheng's memory, and through his shell, he becomes another kind of creature.

Then he is Lu Xiangsheng.

'who I am.

These are the questions he has been thinking about in the quiet room for so many days.

However, the Zombie King said at this time.

"It doesn't matter what you call it. You can call it Lu Xiangsheng or Zombie King."

"I am who I am, don't worry about who I am, don't you?"

"The concept of 'I' is only meaningful to me. To you, whether I am Lu Xiangsheng or Zombie King is just a code name."

There are some Zen Tao rhymes in it.

Practice Zen and enlightenment.

Zhang Qinghe also looked at this zombie king with admiration.

His arrogance comes from the power he was born with.

But the true meaning that is realized in this way is real, something that belongs to him.

"Hey, the name Zombie King is too stupid, Lu Xiangsheng... this is the name of an ancient person. Although you borrow his body memory, you are still a new creature. Why don't you let me give you a name?" Son, how is it?"

A light and childish voice came from behind.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhang Qinghe burst into ecstasy: "You are back."

The disciples of Longhushan turned around and looked, only to see a young man in an obviously ill-fitting Taoist robe talking, with a lollipop in his mouth.

He looks like a junior high school student.

The disciples were a little puzzled, when did this young disciple come out of Longhu Mountain, and he was still so talkative.

Also let the head use the honorific title.
Speaking of his face, I seem to have seen it somewhere.

"You are." The Zombie King looked at the young man suspiciously: "That Ling?"

"Ling? Are you really Ling?!"

All the disciples exclaimed in astonishment.

Longhushan did have a disciple named Ling.

But that disciple seems to be only the age of a child.

How did you become the teenager you are today?

"It's guaranteed to be exchanged." The boy Ling said flatly.

On the other side, Zhang Qinghe also said: "This is indeed a mausoleum."

"Fuck!!!"

Horrified sounds one after another.

An old Taoist Yuan Qingzi said in astonishment.

"He... what did he eat? Do you know what?"

Zhang Qinghe was noncommittal and just followed behind Ling.

Ling, came in front of the Zombie King.

The boy's aura is not weaker than that of the Zombie King, and they complement each other.

In Lu Xiangsheng's eyes, Ling's figure became very tall.

Very tall.

At this time, Ling said with a smile.

"Let Pindao give you a Taoist name."

Zombie king Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Ling, but finally nodded and said, "Okay."

"That's called empty self."

"Empty me, I am empty."

"I am empty, but my heart is not empty, zombie king."

"it is good."

Lingrao said with interest.

"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, how about being my disciple?"

"it is good."

"Then what should you call Pindao?"

"master."

The willingness expressed by Kongwo is from the heart, calling Ling a master.

A few words can convince the zombie king.

"Tianshi, he is the child you brought back, you should explain it."

The old Taoist Yuan Qingzi is also an old man in Longhushan.

I used to know that Ling, the child brought back by the celestial master.

At this moment, Ling turned around and glanced at Zhang Qinghe, giving him a look of approval.

"Finally, are you going to tell me about this? Also, really don't call me a celestial master."

"But you have always been a celestial master. It is strange to say that since you brought the mausoleum back, you no longer call yourself a celestial master."

Wait a moment.

Yuan Qingzi suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Wait a minute, this name, Lingling? !

Zhang Qinghe turned and said to Ling.

"Disciple, welcome, Zu Tianshi, return."

"Ancestral Celestial Master Zhang Zhang Daoling, Patriarch Celestial Master!"

At this time, Ling didn't speak, but the mana karma around him began to emerge.

These causes and effects are all linked to him.

Disciples of Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Daoling enshrined.

right in front of you.

Inside Beitianfeng Temple.

Yuan Chen looked at the Taoist in front of him with a jerky tongue.

"What did you say?"

"Well, I'm afraid this Linglong Pagoda will leave your Tianfeng Temple." Li Wei said calmly: "This is not a thing of Buddhism, and a poor Taoist dare not say that it is a thing of my Taoism."

"It's the owner of this pagoda who wants to leave."

"Poor monk."

Yuan Chen opened his mouth.

The owner of the pagoda is probably the one who lives on the top floor of the pagoda.

Well, how to say it.

He also admitted frankly that since Tianfeng Temple was built, this pagoda has existed.

The existence of the pagoda precedes the temple.

Can it be said that this pagoda belongs to Tianfeng Temple?The original owner is not allowed to take it away?

Gathering and parting are all fate.

Aroused greed, aroused hatred.

"Amitabha, it's a sin, a sin." Yuan Chen remembered that he had suffered a loss because of greed recently.

Now the greed for the pagoda has resumed.

"If you don't have a fate, then you should disperse."

Yuan Chen sighed.

"Don't worry, the owner of the pagoda said that only the upper eight floors of the pagoda will be taken away, and the bottom floor will still let you Tianfeng Temple suppress evil spirits."

Li Wei paused and said: "Although you are too tolerant of the wicked, your good cause of suppressing evil, whether it is the poor Taoist or the owner of the tower, is still recognized."

"Amitabha, good and good"

Yuan Chen thought for a while, is this a kind of good cause and good fruit?

Destiny has its own rewards
(End of this chapter)