The jaguar under the aura recovery

Chapter 170 We Must Believe in Science ([-] in [-])

For Komodo dragons, which are perennial scavengers, Gu Zheng didn't know how many bacteria and viruses were in their bodies, so he simply took its corpse... and threw it into a nearby river.

The originally calm river surface was broken by the sound of heavy objects falling into the water. Almost at the same time, two black caimans appeared frantically biting the monitor lizard's body and eating it.

The four-meter-long monitor lizard couldn't fill the stomachs of the two black caimans. They stared at Gu Zheng on the shore with big innocent eyes, as if asking, "Brother, are there any more?"

Gu Zheng, who was standing on the shore, looked at the two black caimans three meters away and subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth.

Black Caiman: "..."

Seeing the two black caimans that turned around and dived into the river, Gu Zheng withdrew his gaze. He had just eaten enough and had no desire to hunt other creatures.

Back to Baoma, Ermeng and Sanpang, the original buffalo has disappeared and there is only blood on the ground. Now Gu Zheng needs to eat fifty or sixty kilograms of flesh and blood in one meal, which is just to maintain his daily consumption , If you add the consumption of Bao Ma and other beasts, a buffalo is really not much.

Sleep when you are full, the life of wild creatures is so simple and unpretentious.

In the afternoon, the family of four set off on their way home, and the small flat head in the territory was sitting on the ground holding half of the snake's body and eating.

Xiao BuDian bossed around and grinned at Xiao PingTou, while the latter was a little dazed, after all, he was a newcomer and couldn't figure out Xiao BuDian's situation.

From Xiaopingtou's point of view, this little guy who is about his own age is probably the cub of those big guys.

"Can't afford to provoke or hide?"

Compared with most living creatures, the honey badger is not inferior in IQ, but it is one of the very few species that can use tools. Before, someone locked an African male lion and a honey badger together with only an iron fence to separate them, because the male The lion took one more look at it in the crowd, and the honey badger actually dug a hole overnight and ran to the next door to fight with the male lion. If the staff didn't find out in time, the honey badger might have been killed in this fight.

Later, the staff put the honey badger in a place with hard ground and felt relieved that the problem of the honey badger's hole was solved. As a result, within two days, a staff member accidentally left the ladder in the honey badger after finishing the work. The badger's habitat, so under everyone's surprised eyes, this honey badger skillfully climbed up the ladder, climbed over the wall and broke into the next door again...and didn't come back.

When Gu Zheng returned, what he saw was this scene. Xiao Pingtou was sitting on the ground with a small wooden stick beside him, holding a poisonous snake with both hands and gnawing on it.

I am very satisfied with the dedicated Xiaopingtou Gu Zheng. There are many highly poisonous creatures in the tropical rainforest, especially poisonous snakes. Now Xiaopingtou joins them.

But when Xiao BuDian saw Gu Zheng coming back, the villain complained first, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat.

Gu Zheng couldn't understand, but it could be seen from the frowning expression on the little boy's face, that the little boy seemed to have a big opinion on Xiao Pingtou.

He doesn't have the heart to deal with these trivial matters, time can take care of everything, just like Ergou was not liked by Bao Ma and them very much, but now... um... still don't like to see them.

In the next few days, there was nothing wrong with each other, which was rare and peaceful compared to the outside rainforest.

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Long Xia.

Hubei province.

Wudang Mountain!Also known as Taihe Mountain, Xieluo Mountain and Xianshi Mountain.Known as Taiyue, Xuanyue, and Dayue in ancient times, it is located in the northwest of Hubei Province, facing Shennongjia in the south.In ancient times, Wudang Mountain was named Dayue and Xuanyue of Zhishi by the imperial court, and its reputation was prominent.

it's for.

The four famous mountains are all bowed together, and the five fairy mountains have a common dynasty!As the sacred mountain of Longxia Taoism, the status of Wudang Mountain can be imagined.

When the world's famous mountains and rivers burst out visions one after another, Wudang Mountain also attracted a large number of people to join in the fun.

At this moment, there is an inconspicuous dilapidated Taoist temple on the hillside of Wudang Mountain. The handwriting on the plaque has been corroded by the years and the words Sanqing are faintly visible.

"Sanqingguan? This is too old, isn't it? Is there really someone living here? Is your news accurate?" Feng Biao, the person in charge of Chenxi Media, stared at the young man beside him with a grim expression.

There was a flattering smile on the young Liu's face: "Don't worry about planning, the news is absolutely accurate. An old Taoist priest lives here. Hearing people say that he has been here since he was a child, there must be two brushes!"

"It's better like this! Go knock on the door." Feng Biao nodded and his face eased slightly.

"A dog-like thing, isn't it just a few years more work than me, it's for you to pretend!"

Liu Zhibin, with a smile on his face and an mmp in his heart, came to the door of Sanqing Temple and was about to knock on it with his hands.

"crunch..."

"We are guests from afar, please come in!" The ethereal voice seemed to come from behind the door or from a distance, echoing in the ears of the two.

Feng Biao's eyes lit up: "There is a door."

The two entered the courtyard, and the Sanqing Temple was very small, not to mention the most fragrant Dao Temples on Wudang Mountain, they didn't even rank among the small temples.

Pushing open the gate of the Sanqing Temple, what comes into view is a martial arts arena, with weapon racks on both sides.

In addition to these, there is only a Sanqing Temple at the back and the hut where the old Taoist himself lived. The building is slightly dilapidated, but there is some inexplicable Taoist accumulation in it.

Sitting on a grand teacher's chair in the courtyard is an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard and a skinny figure. The current master of Sanqing Temple... Zhang Chengdao.

Zhang Chengdao was nearly seventy years old, and he went to the mountains to learn art from a teacher for dozens of years.

"On weekdays, except for the two bad boys, there really isn't anyone who comes to see Poor Dao. I don't know what the two of you are doing here?" Although he was nearly seventy years old, his voice was as loud as a bell, and he was full of energy.

Hearing the other party's voice, Feng Biao's eyes showed a gleam of joy, and his heart became more determined. Not to mention that other old Taoist priests definitely have two brushes, at least he has never seen a person of his age with such a loud voice.

In addition, the famous mountains and great rivers in Longxia have begun to recover recently. Some sects that have been passed down from ancient times have opened their mountain gates and have a tendency to accept disciples again. Those who signed up that day actually lined up all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Facing the upheavals on Emperor Star, in fact, the people who are most panicked are these real low-level people, who can only follow the trend, good or bad, and have no other choice but to accept it.

So under such circumstances, when an ancient sect opens its doors to accept disciples, it is undoubtedly an opportunity to change the destiny for the real low-level people. Even if it is not useful in the end, it is always good to keep fit of.

"Dare to ask what is the name of the chief?" Feng Biao's face calmed down. In his opinion, this is his own opportunity.

Zhang Chengdao looked a bit old-fashioned, and after hearing Feng Biao's words, he said, "Poverty's surname is Zhang."

Feng Biao's pupils shrank, Wudang Mountain is still surnamed Zhang... He tentatively said excitedly: "The Taoist priest is real Zhang..."

"no!"

"..."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Feng Biao's face: "Haha, it was Feng who was being abrupt. Dare I ask what the chief thinks about the vision that appeared on Wudang Mountain?"

"Poverty...sit and watch." Zhang Chengdao looked serious, as if he was joking.

Zhang Chengdao's non-cooperation made Feng Biao's face darken, and he took a deep breath: "...Feng has heard that many thousand-year-old sects are about to be born recently, and they will open their gates to recruit disciples. I wonder if Guanzhu Zhang has such a plan?"

You must know that all the sects in the outside world who are preparing to open their gates to recruit disciples are all millennium sects, the famous Guangming Temple, or the Tianshi Taoism of Longhu Mountain, or other forces that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, even in this kind of magical power. In the Dharma-ending Era, there are countless people who learn from teachers, just like the downcast Sanqing Temple. Those sects born in the world to recruit disciples may be exaggerated at the foot of the mountain, but there is definitely no shortage of people to sign up, and this Sanqing Temple... ...I'm afraid no one will take a look.

I thought my words could stimulate the old Taoist priest in front of me, but Feng Biao was disappointed.

After listening to his words, Zhang Chengdao didn't have a trace of emotional ups and downs on his face, he just opened his mouth and said: "My way of accepting disciples of Sanqing Temple is different from other sects."

"Oh?"

"..."

Feng Biao, who had been waiting for a long time, almost yelled the four characters "Wish to hear more details" on Zhang Chengdao's forehead, but he couldn't wait for the other party's response.

He turned his head and gave Liu Zhibin a hard look. The latter also had a bitter look on his face. If he had known that Sanqing Temple was such a place, he would not let Feng Biao come here.

But right now, the famous mountains and rivers on Emperor Star are recovering, and visions are constantly blooming.

Humans know very little about it, and the most ideal targets to attack are the local sects on these famous mountains and great rivers. They hope to get some useful clues from them, but what they can think of, other people will naturally think of it long ago.

Take Longxia territory as an example, basically every famous mountain and great river will be visited by local official forces the day after the phenomenon occurs... there is no such thing as Chenxi Media's level of nonsense.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Biao still didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"To tell you the truth, when Feng was young, he also wanted to learn art from a teacher, but later he missed the opportunity for some reason."

"Today, I have a chance to meet you. I wonder if the master of the temple can show you the martial arts of your sect to open my eyes? Of course, if the master Zhang doesn't..."

"Okay!" Zhang Chengdao's eyes flashed, and his voice was decisive.

Now Feng Biao was stunned again. I knew you would be so straightforward and agreed. Why did I talk so much nonsense before?
The voice just fell!Zhang Chengdao, who was sitting on the grand master's chair, stood up suddenly, his eyes burst out, and his aura was completely different from before!

Not to mention the dumbfounded Feng Biao, even the young Liu Zhibin couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"This old Taoist is really hiding something!" The two muttered in their hearts, but their faces showed excitement. Liu Zhibin immediately turned on the camera and pointed it at Zhang Chengdao.

Looking at Zhang Chengdao with closed eyes and concentrated attention, Feng Biao and Liu Zhibin of Chenxi Media subconsciously held their breath, widening their eyes and not daring to miss any next scene.

The breeze in the courtyard does not know when it will stop.

In the next second, Zhang Chengdao opened his eyes suddenly, and made the opening gesture, and the poem came from his mouth: "Eight forms simplify Wudang boxing, and Wuji rises to drum up pills.

The opening and closing of the two appearances captivates and leads the company, and the crane flies and spreads its wings and sinks the field.

Rotate the universe and open the hips, and the pheasant jumps through the forest and walks in a row.

Wulong sneaked across and stole his legs, and someone on the side hit the bell frame to press the point.

Yin and Yang don't have wings to hide the ingenuity, and embrace Tai Chi to be safe and healthy.

Although the formulas are few and practiced ten thousand times, the merits and virtues of penetrating the secluded and profound are full. "

Half an hour later, Zhang Chengdao sank to his dantian and slowly recovered his merits and stood on the spot.

Liu Zhibin, who stood by the side, was expressionless, and the corners of Feng Biao's mouth twitched slightly: "Tai Chi?"

Zhang Chengdao showed a hint of surprise and was a little complacent: "That's right, my little friend has good eyesight!"

"Hmm, the old ladies in the park square know a few tricks, I'll use you to perform?"

"Slowly crawling like a turtle, believe it or not, I went up and knocked out your last two stubborn front teeth with a punch?"

Resisting the urge to scold others, Feng Biao felt that he must have lost his mind to come here to seek guilt. The visions on the famous mountains and rivers had nothing to do with these local sects.

"Have you ever taken a clear shot, little friend? Do you need to do it again?" Zhang Chengdao also knows the current situation of Sanqingguan. Normal recruiting disciples will definitely not be able to grab those famous sects, but with the help of Chenxi Media, maybe You can really choose a few successors.

"No need, Xiao Liu, let's go!"

Feng Biao, who had lost his last bit of patience, was too lazy to make false claims with Zhang Chengdao.

Liu Zhibin, who had regained his senses, turned his head and was about to leave, but he didn't notice the position of his feet.

"Boom."

A Daguan knife on the weapon rack slipped, and the sharp blade shone coldly in the sun, slashing at Feng Biao, who was about to leave in front of him.

Feng Biao, who was walking in front, turned his head and turned pale when he heard the strange noise behind him.

A big knife is coming!

"I'm sorry!"

The Daguan Dao is extremely heavy. It is made of pure iron and weighs 72 jin. The weapons used by the top generals in history are no more than this weight.

Relying on its own weight, even when no one was using the Daguan knife, it still made a sharp sound of cutting through the air.

At the moment of life and death, Feng Biao's face was pale and his mind was at a loss.

"Duh!"

A loud shout hit the hearts of Feng Biao and Liu Zhibin like a lightning strike.

Zhang Chengdao, who had finished a set of Taijiquan, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, burst into spring thunder, and stepped hard on the ground, causing the bluestone on the ground to crack.

"Crack."

The figure suddenly rose, and the distance of three to five meters seemed to the two of them that the old Taoist only took one step.Last come first!The punch was fierce and indomitable, and it hit the long handle of the Daguan knife with an indomitable momentum.

"Om~"

The Daguan Dao, which was less than one centimeter away from Feng Biao's forehead, was forcibly interrupted and flew out, without losing momentum, it shot directly into the wall, half of the blade was submerged in it, and the long handle was still making a slight trembling and buzzing sound .

There was a deathly silence in the arena.

I don't know how long it has passed, a minute or more, the stiff Feng Biao swallowed and wiped the cold sweat off his head.

He slowly came to Zhang Chengdao, and just about to open his mouth to express his thanks, he knelt down with a plop.

Feng Biao: "...I didn't want to kneel, I was so scared that my legs went limp."

"Thank you, Guanzhu, for saving your life. I was short-sighted and didn't understand the divine power of Guanzhu. With your martial arts, let alone recruiting disciples, it is considered..."

Zhang Chengdao narrowed his eyes and interrupted him: "What martial arts? We must believe in science and not feudal superstition!"

Feng Biao: "???"

(End of this chapter)