The indescribable Taoist Lord

Early the next morning, Zhang Qinghe stood in the courtyard.

He had too many things on his mind, and because Tahotian's night really didn't leave a good impression on him, he kept sorting out some recent events.

He didn't know what kind of medicine the Demon Suppressing King was selling in his gourd. He wouldn't believe it if he wanted to use a knife on him. With Li Tuizhi's skills, there were few ways to wipe him out without leaving a trace in Chang'an City, but he could do it in a grand manner. He has many options.

As for Zhenan experience...

It's better to ask Li Shaobai first before making a decision.

Those sources are so fragrant... If only the shortfall in divine magic can be made up for...

But now was not the time to think about this. He carefully opened the square sandalwood box and took out Prince Yin's notes.

The Taoist rhyme of Xiaoyaoyou and Dao Tianyin lights up above the heart lake, running to the critical point.

It always felt like the pollution level of this thing would be quite high, so he couldn't help but be careless.

However, when he turned the first page, his expression changed and he became startled.

Although he had made preparations in advance, the chaos of the notebook under his spiritual vision was still beyond his expectation——

Each character twists uneasily on the page, making a sound that erodes the soul as if it is rubbing against something. Zhang Qinghe can feel the hunger and the most primitive desire conveyed by these words that are similar to living creatures through the paper.

But that wasn't what surprised him the most.

But he discovered that... these knowledges are imprisoned, otherwise the infection they bring may not be lighter than the incomplete secrets in Beiyin Mountain.

Chains of the God of Order composed of obscure Taoist texts were tightly tied to these characters, making them struggle and twist, but they could not get rid of them.

Who locked it? There is no doubt that it is Prince Yin.

But why did he have the ability to lock it? How could he lock this knowledge?

Zhang Qinghe seemed to be trapped in a fog.

According to his understanding, what Tao Fei sees and feels should be close to the sacred. Like most people in the Zhongtian world, he will definitely not discover the truth of the world.

And if he thought those masters of the Talisman Formation were copying before, then this Prince Yin...

"He actually has the same idea as me, and wants to unravel the normal rules of heaven and earth through Dao Wen. Most people only think that this is the normal experience of talismans and formations... However, in the eyes of people with spiritual vision... …”

"This is...the key to the avenue!"

Zhang Qinghe's expression was complicated, as if he had received a teaching aid and was about to write a test paper when he was suddenly knocked unconscious by a reference answer sheet.

"But how did he do it... Regardless of whether he can see the truth of the world clearly, according to Taiyin and Xiaowu's words, it seems that people in Tiangong can understand it when they reach a certain level.

But to analyze these chaotic thoughts and twisted Tao principles, one must have an extremely powerful soul, not to mention that Tao embryos are even more attracted to such things. "

Zhang Qinghe slowly turned over the pages, his expression getting weirder and weirder...

This Prince Yin is very talented.

But he suddenly became confused and crazy... Based on the notes in Zhang Qinghe's hand, it is very likely that he is a deeply hidden evil cultivator. After reaching a high level, he discovered the problem, and then used his profound attainments in runes to start saving himself. Then something went wrong during the self-rescue process...

After all, he is not Zhang Qinghe, and he does not have the protection of Dao Tianyin and Xiaoyaoyou.

Because in Zhang Qinghe's view, people who are not outsiders like him and can recognize the appearance of Zhongtian Dajie can only meet the following conditions -

evil cultivator

Cultivation reaches a certain level

If this inference is true, then evil cultivators like Prince Yin who can hide themselves without letting others discover their identity are generally called Tiangong evil cultivators.

Zhang Qinghe suppressed the shocking thoughts in his mind and studied it carefully with Taoist's otherworldly understanding. The function and meaning of each Taoist text was explained in detail. However, these parts were left to normal monks without spiritual vision to read. It will just be an indecipherable mess.

There is some kind of power that naturally blocks them, so that this knowledge only exists in the spiritual world full of weirdness, distortion, and evil, and is never accessible to ordinary people.

And let me ask you, if a monk, no matter how powerful his soul is, has not been hidden like Zhang Qinghe, nor does he have a barrier like him, and he rashly sneaks into the spiritual world to "steal" them many times, how can he not go crazy in the long run?

Zhang Qinghe suddenly understood this Prince Yin.

"Wind, earth, water, fire..."

Zhang Qinghe barely discerned the elements of some simple Tao principles, but fell into an awkward situation. Due to his limited cultivation, he was temporarily unable to analyze and carry the too obscure Tao principles.

"However... it is enough to satisfy the lower three realms alone, and this is already an unexpected blessing, which greatly shortens the cycle of my method creation..."

Zhang Qinghe gathered a lot of money in Wensilou at that time, and found that the Tao protection methods in the lower realms were all connected with the most basic and basic Tao principles. Only after reaching the middle three realms, the Tao principles became advanced and obscure.

Zhang Qinghe sat cross-legged to digest what he had obtained, Tiancheng's understanding was running smoothly, and his palms were stretched out.

There were no redundant seals or movements, and there was no outline of any Taoist text. A small ball of fire emerged from Zhang Qinghe's plain fingers and slowly hovered three inches away from the palm.

And as the flames slowly extinguished, a strange breeze suddenly blew from the west in the courtyard where the east wind was blowing. This breeze just passed by, and it was not cold on the face, so it was not noticeable.

The wind gradually subsided, and a light rain of apricot blossoms fell between Zhang Qing and Fang Cun. Their clothes were not wet. In the courtyard, the only ones that were moistened were the peach blossom tree and the handsome young man sitting cross-legged under the tree.

Zhang Qinghe opened his eyes slightly, took a handful of loess between his fingers, and kneaded it gently with his hands. When he spread it out, it turned into a dark pebble. After kneading it again, the pebble turned into a fine-looking pebble. of sapphire.

He smiled.

These little tricks are not suitable for fighting, but they are the use of the upright "Dao" in this world, which is far more profound than the way to protect the Dao. He used the password to take it out from the safes of the gods and gods openly. .

And by applying these little tricks to the Dao Protector Method and opening up the corresponding Taoist principles that connect heaven and earth, he has reached the threshold of using advanced Dao Protector Techniques.

Zhang Qinghe took a long breath, stood up and dusted himself off, feeling happy and comfortable.

I solved a knot today - even though I was suspected of plagiarizing other people's academic achievements.

But Mr. Shaobai said that good things should be used. This is the true meaning of the principle of usurpation.

What's more, this is what I had to ask for at the time. God knows how the Demon Suppressing King will react.

He was gambling.

He opened the door and faced the red clouds that filled the sky in the early morning. After thinking about it, he hesitated and took out a jade order for communication.

"Brother Wang, do you have some time to spare?"