The indescribable Taoist Lord

There was no peace at night in Zhen'an. Zhang Qinghe held his long sword and studied the talisman array notes he had spent all night.

If you want to find clues about Prince Yin and Zhang Buqi, you can only find connections from things related to them.

And the golden divine chain that tightly wraps up the Taoist text and allows mortals to bypass the authority of immortals and gods to communicate with the great road of heaven and earth is the point where both are involved.

Zhang Qinghe originally thought that this special method was the original creation of Prince Yin. However, Zhang Buqi did not inherit it from the Demon King. Otherwise, he would not have handed over such a complete talisman as Li Tuizhi from his kit. Array ban.

Obviously, that is not included in the inheritance Li Tuizhi received.

Why does Zhang Buqi also...

However, no matter what, he is actually living well now, and he can only wait and see until the mystery is revealed.

Since traveling to Zhongtian, Zhang Qinghe has had no choice most of the time, but he has never given up hope of controlling his own destiny.

Some things are not improved in a day, but are gradually accumulated. If you rashly try to break free from the big net above your head, you may become the most conspicuous grasshopper and be caught casually.

Just because this is the great realm of Zhongtian, their back garden.

There was a lot of fog in front of him and behind him, and he felt that there was no way to clear it. If he wanted to clearly understand his own path, he had to find out where to go and how to go.

He sorted out what he had gained over the night, and his Taoist understanding allowed his accumulation of Taoist scriptures to grow at a speed that surprised ordinary people, which also led to a clearer understanding of the way to protect the Tao.

What he has learned and seen now is still very messy, but one day it will be integrated into a complete system.

Zhang Qinghe took out the jade order from the mysterious pouch, and silently passed the message to Chang'an through the spiritual breath of heaven and earth, and received a response not long after.

"how?"

"Quite a gain."

"Then we can begin."

"However……"

"Everything in the future will be arranged by you. You are the leader among Confucian scholars."

After another explanation, Zhang Qinghe put the jade order into the mysterious bag.

The action at the Confucian Society must be carried out quickly. The atmosphere in Zhen'an always made him feel a bit dignified, with a sense of depression that a storm was about to come.

If he figured it out correctly, the spiritual ties spread among everyone would be like helping "Tai Su" anchor and take root in Zhongtian, which would certainly be of unexpected help to the gods.

With this thought, he ended his meditation, left Beppu, and walked silently within the tall palace walls of the Demon Suppressing Prince's Palace.

There were red-armored guards leading the way, and he followed behind.

Li Tuizhi had promised him yesterday to tell him everything he could answer. If he didn't understand the matter clearly, tried hard without experience, and stayed in the Demon Suppressing Prince's Mansion, he would not agree to go to the disgusting and sticky demon. Drilling inside.

While his thoughts were cluttered, he arrived at the palace's study room and saw Li Tuizhi again.

This time Li Tuizhi was still not in regular clothes, but just like the clothes he wore before Yan Xi. He was wrapped in a large robe with a spiritual charm that circulated around it. It seemed to be a valuable Taoist weapon.

"Sit down when you're here."

Zhang Qinghe has no airs, and Li Tuizhi doesn't have many rules for him.

"What do you want to ask?"

Zhang Qinghe looked at this man silently, with a hint of domineering look on his face, but Zhang Qinghe always felt that the fatigue in this man's expression could not be concealed.

Compared to before, now that he was sitting face to face, he could feel the man's weight, iron blood... and scars even more than before.

He had sent his daughter away, and now he had to carry back his son's bones.

"Please forgive Qinghe for the offense. Qinghe's first question is, why did the king say that the great formation in the palace was aimed at the king himself?"

Zhang Qinghe looked at Li Tuizhi silently, waiting for his answer.

In the spiritual vision, although Li Tuizhi's spiritual soul was vaguely locked into a light cocoon with the Taoist talisman array, the aura inside did not change significantly. Instead, it showed a sense of malaise. Logically speaking, When he's at this point, this situation shouldn't exist.

Li Tuizhi pondered for a moment, as if he was sorting out what should be said and what should not be said.

"Ping An told you at that time that ten years ago, I was seriously injured once.

That was an injury at the level of the Great Dao. Even if he was transformed into a Hundong, he still wanted to kill Gu's soul through the characteristics of a Hundong that would not cause any calamity. "

Li Tuizhi calmly recounted this past event. This man's spirit was so tenacious, and there was no wave on his face, as if he was not a witness to that past event, but a bystander.

"The physical injuries were not the most terrifying. At that time, Gu Niwan Palace was on the verge of collapse.

That is a borrowed avenue that is closely related to the existence above the sky. I am confident that I can compete with any human cave. However, that thing is not an ordinary thing, but the will of God——

God's will like a knife. "

Li Tuizhi spoke eloquently, but did not adhere to his usual dignified style of being reticent.

Since Zhang Qinghe arrived in Zhen'an, he has more and more.

"At that time, everyone thought Gu was going to die. However, within ten days, Gu recovered from his injuries and came out of seclusion to continue to control the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

Zhang Qinghe nodded. This was also one of Li Pingan's doubts. How could such a serious Taoist injury be completely healed within ten days.

"but……"

Zhang Qinghe originally couldn't find a clue, but now he found an easy-to-understand answer.

"Zhang...the tip bag left by my father?"

"That's right." The Demon King nodded.

"This is why I said that Brother Zhang has great kindness to my Li family. If it weren't for that tip bag, my Li family would have ended the inheritance ten years ago."

After all, there was a hint of reminiscence and sadness in Li Tuizhi's eyes. After all, he was still a human being, not the messy things in the sky. He retained the purest compassion. This was the biggest difference between humans and them.

"Where does Daoshang...come from?" Zhang Qinghe asked immediately.

He knew that Li Tuizhi would not say too much about Li Ping'an, so he dug in another direction in order to get some inspiration.

Li Tuizhi was not sloppy, stroking the armrests of the big red sandalwood chair, but the resentment in his eyes was not diminished at all.

There is no need for him to restrain himself. He is the father of two children, the commander-in-chief of tens of thousands of soldiers, and the demon-suppressing king of countless people in Immortal Tang.

What he hates is what they hate, and what the king's bloody halberd points to is what all the people want.

Li Tuizhi restrained his pressure to prevent his breath from leaking out and hurting Zhang Qinghe, and said in words as heavy as a thousand words——

"It's the old evil dragon from Shiwan Mountain, as well as Tiangong Nantian Emperor, Sun Star Lord..."