The indescribable Taoist Lord

The heavenly sound of the great road rang out from Zhou Huai's Anhui Lake, cleansing his soul and spirit over and over again.

Different from the Dao Tianyin obtained by Wang Zhixin, which can hide in the eyes of the indescribable people according to his own will, the greatest effect of Zhou Huaian's Dao Zang is to clarify the mind and prevent it from the chaotic information flow of strange treasures and external demons. Troubled.

If Wang Zhixin's Dao Tianyin is similar to the one given to him by his ancestor in Zhang Qinghe's hand, Zhou Huaian's Dao Tianyin is even more similar to Zhang Qinghe's "Xiaoyaoyou" written by Zi Enlightenment.

"Huai'an thanks the Supreme Master Taisu for his kindness, just like his parents and teachers."

A faint spiritual light connected Zhou Huaian and "Tai Su" above the sky, as if this great man had found another support in the human world.

Before the third prince could recover, the high heaven spoke again:

"Three questions have been completed."

Every time at this stage, Zhang Qinghe has the illusion of a ticklish rat drawing cards...

He learned the "Emperor Wang Qi" from Zhou Huaian's brain.

This is incredible... The supreme skill of the Shenxia Zhou family, a book of near-immortal holy methods.

But he couldn't use it.

He is not a fake cultivator like Wang Zhixin, but is directly sublimating himself, and the distortion contained in this book is simply a little lower than that of an immortal.

Then it is estimated that Daoguo Heavenly Skill must be an immortal-level distortion.

The reason why Zhou Huaian is fine is because the soul essence of people in this world has already been planted by those beings, and there is no situation where they cannot carry this knowledge.

Therefore, from the moment a monk embarks on the path of spiritual practice, his spirituality moves step by step towards the path of alienation and distortion.

"It's tasteless, tasteless to eat, and it's a pity to throw it away. But we can see if there is anything we can learn from it."

After the question and answer, Zhang Qinghe's spiritual soul instantly returned to his true form, and the immortal realm surrounding Zhou Huaian's body and the exposed demon soil covered with flesh and blood also suddenly disappeared, as if everything had never existed.

Just before returning, Zhang Qinghe used the power of the jade coupon to glance into Zhou Huaian's inner lake, which gave him a very weird feeling.

But it has nothing to do with him. This jade coupon is a one-time use, so he can't keep harvesting it. He can just run away after becoming a saint and upgrading his soul.

The people outside Ju'an Palace were still waiting quietly, completely unaware of what was happening inside the palace.

Zhou Huaian gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and let out a long breath.

Knowing the nature of the great world of Zhongtian, he is far less pessimistic than Wang Zhixin. To him, the world has always been like this, not to mention that he has mastered the method of cultivation.

Su Shenxiu was half-leaning on the pillar of the Penglai Upstairs Pavilion, with her legs crossed in a very inelegant manner. She was still stunned for a while when she saw the question and answer on the jade coupon.

"The spiritual root is half destroyed, and there is no medicine or stone to cure it. How can we find a way forward?"

"May I ask for your name?"

"Practice in an evil way is in danger of going mad. Why can the Lord teach me?"

That being actually instigated that person to practice evil?

It really doesn’t feel like a serious immortal god...

Moreover, with such weird things happening on the island and in the Taiyi Sect, there are still people who dare to use the Wanying Book?

Although she, Su Shenxiu, was somewhat curious about the things above, she was just not afraid of the "unknown thing" called the Wanying Book, and she had nothing she wanted to know for the time being, so she just glanced at the situation above. I just threw the Wanying Book into the Qiankun Ring and put it aside...

This is also a big heart.

"Ah sneeze!"

As soon as Zhang Qinghe's spirit returned through the jade coupon, he sneezed. He scratched his head in confusion, put away the jade coupon solemnly, and continued to eat his dinner.

Just before dusk, people came from outside the hospital.

"Dang...dang...dang..." The knock on the door sounded rhythmically.

Zhang Qing and Hanmao both stood up.

He hurriedly walked around the backyard, jumped out from the courtyard wall, and then walked around the corner of the front yard to observe carefully.

The movements are indescribably skillful, and coupled with the light and elegant flowing cloud escape technique, it is very attractive.

If others didn't know what Zhang Qinghe was doing, they would probably think so.

Oh, it turns out he's a handyman from Chang'an School, so that's okay.

This is nothing more than the "after-effects of Tahoe's nightfall."

Zhang Qinghe explained to himself from the bottom of his heart, not to mention that he is now in a state of turmoil and everything is at war. No one else can withstand the same situation!

Zhang Qinghe was not frightened, but the handyman who came to inform him was shocked.

——A hand patted him from behind.

"Hey, Mr. Zhang Xiaolang, you almost scared me to death... I'm old enough, and I'm not as good as you immortals, so I'm scared!"

The handyman was a middle-aged man who looked mature and steady, but the shot almost stopped him from standing still.

When he turned around and saw it was Zhang Qinghe, he breathed a sigh of relief and spoke to Zhang Qinghe sincerely without any resentment.

"Why are you here from outside?"

Zhang Qinghe retracted his hand in embarrassment...

"Ah, here, the green clouds are just right on the Limei Peak. I got a little interested and came back a little late from the sightseeing."

Zhang Qinghe laughed dryly.

"What's the matter?"

The servants had no doubt that he was there. Most of the immortals in Taohao Tian were refined people. Not to mention those who came home late after watching the scenery, he had seen them sit idle all night watching the moon in the forest.

He made a slight bow and said to Zhang Qinghe

——"The steward sent me to inform Mr. Zhang Xiaolang of two things."

"The first is to ask the young master if he has lost his long-term follower and wants to find another handyman disciple to take care of him."

"No need." Zhang Qinghe replied without hesitation.

Not only does he suffer from the sequelae of Taihao's nightfall, but he also has long-term sequelae... Except for himself, he can't trust anyone for the time being.

Moreover, he has many secrets, and it is impossible to prevent the people around him from discovering anything.

The handyman bowed to indicate that he understood his answer.

"One more thing. There is a message from Lan Tian for Xiao Langjun. The manager sent me to deliver it."

He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Zhang Qinghe.

Lantian is the hometown of his cheap father, but contact with him has been broken for several years since his father's death, so there is no communication order.

Zhang Qinghe opened it and took a cursory glance. It was an invitation.

It was said that the Zhang family in Lantian was going to worship their ancestors, so they specially invited Zhang Qinghe back to the ancestral hall to observe the ceremony.

However, the Zhang family holds an ancestor worship ceremony every year, and he has not been back for several years since his father's tragedy. But as soon as he became a monk, and there were rumors that he was valued by the Yasheng of Chang'an School, the situation immediately changed.

——Not to mention a large family of immortals, the Lantian Zhang family is not even a family of immortals. They can only speak a little in the court of the Immortal Tang Dynasty.

Maybe there is a slight connection with the Zhang family in Jiangzuo, but after thousands of years of dilution, the bloodline has long been mixed. Not to mention that everyone has the talent to practice, the cultivators are already rare.

A genius like Zhang Qinghe is particularly precious to such a family. He even let go of his arrogance.

Zhang Qinghe wanted to refuse decisively and ask the busboy to take the post back, but then he caught a glimpse of a line of small words in the invitation besides the main text, and put the post away calmly.

"Young Master, the Zhang family has arrived in Chang'an City. The steward said that if you think about it carefully, we can convey it to you."

As he spoke, he took another step back.

"Although Liu Mu Yi is practiced in the school on a daily basis, people who practice immortality are naturally flexible. Moreover, the masters particularly value the ways of their ancestors and will allow fake ones."

The servant thought he was hesitating about his studies, so he advised him like this.

"Besides, I don't know what happened in the school now. All the teachers are very solemn. Just today, we were sent to record the students' current situation one by one. We also canceled the morning and evening classes for the past few days. There is no need to worry. Classwork.”

"Thank you. If I make a decision, I will inform the steward immediately with a jade order."

He smiled, without comment, bowed as a servant and entered the courtyard again.