The indescribable Taoist Lord

The little boy rubbed his head after hearing this, and was quite troubled - he had always judged himself very accurately. When Zhang Lian taught him to learn calligraphy and seal script, within three days, he had mastered the syntax of the words. He knew I have learned very well.

But the mysterious and strange textures that Zhang Qinghe entrusted to him were so complicated that even though he had drawn each one by hand, he still didn't understand the true meaning. He always felt that the taste of what he had written was a bit lacking - besides, he I don’t know what Zhang Qinghe is going to do!

Zhang Qinghe stopped taking the spiritual food into his mouth, raised his head and said a little -

"Alright."

Only then did Zhang Lian show a satisfied look.

She is well-informed, and after Zhang San explained in detail, she knew that what Zhang Qinghe wanted to teach was the talisman formation. Although she did not understand it, if Zhang San succeeded in learning it, even if he had no cultivation, he would still be a master of it. s things.

There are a lot of red-level talisman masters or alchemy masters who have no spiritual roots in Zhongtian, just because the spiritual energy contained in the source stone is enough to activate the performance of most low-level formation disks or alchemy furnaces.

"You follow sir and study hard."

After seeing this magical dish today, Zhang Lian thought that Zhang Qinghe was good at it, and felt that Zhang San could learn one more skill from his apprenticeship, so he was quite happy.

She prayed that Zhang San would have a safe life and that he would live well. This was also the reason why she wholeheartedly supported Zhang San when he said he wanted to sing in the Ruyi Class.

"What are you doing standing there, eating?"

Zhang Qinghe interrupted this scene of deep love between mother and son with a cold face. Lao Cunzheng was already a little anxious on the side, and Zhang Lian did not use the spoon first because of etiquette. For a while, only Zhang Qinghe picked up the bowl.

Zhang Lian and Lao Cunzheng respectfully picked up the bowls. For a moment, the scene was a little funny, and it felt like Zhang Qinghe had become a big patriarch.

This is not unusual. The reason is that both of them owe him a favor - only those idle men in the village would think that Zhang Qinghe almost drowned and was saved by Zhang San. This idea had been known to them long ago. Zhang Qinghe disappeared into thin air when he was a monk.

There is no free lunch in the world. Although Zhang Lian thought that Zhang Qinghe took a fancy to Zhang San's intelligence and wanted to accept him as his disciple, he still saved her family in the end, and accepting him as a disciple was a great thing. As for old Muramasa... isn't this bowl of soup just a favor?

"Thank you, brother."

"The noble man is tired."

The two of them swallowed silently, and the tonic entered from their throats, slowly spreading into the Qi and blood, and then transformed into the spiritual breath with Tao Yun. And because they are aquatic monsters, their characteristics are very gentle, making this woman with a damaged heart, And the old and shrunken old man can silently transform the power of this medicine.

Zhang Qinghe silently paid attention to Zhang Lian's inner lake with the emperor's gaze - the stagnant water inside, which was originally like a quagmire, finally gained some vitality and accepted these spiritual breaths, but the benefit to the inner lake itself was minimal.

This is not surprising, it was just to lay the foundation for the subsequent treatment.

"Looking at the effect, I'm afraid it's not enough after eating these. I have to catch two more monsters."

Zhang Qinghe was calculating in his mind.

"Don't hesitate, just swallow it."

Zhang Qinghe looked at Zhang San, who was staring at the spoon cautiously, and made a feint, causing him to protect his forehead with one hand.

This thing was indeed fragrant, but Zhang San felt a little unable to bear it when he heard the previous description. He swallowed and finally swallowed it in one gulp, and then his face turned red and purple...

"Okay, take off your robe and run around the valley a few times. When you run out of energy, you can either fall into the snow or come back by yourself."

Zhang Qinghe kicked Zhang San's butt with his boot and kicked him off the stool. Zhang San's eyes were red, as if they were filled with blood. Hearing this, he did not hesitate, opened his robe, and rushed outside. go.

Without him - if he didn't move, he felt like his lower abdomen was going to be on fire.

Lao Cun was smiling happily as he watched this scene, and two clusters of blush appeared on his ravaged pale face, as if he was drunk.

There was worry in Zhang Lian's eyes, but he restrained it very well.

Zhang Qinghe watched Zhang San running away outside the door, and then turned back.

"It's rare for you two to get together with me."

"If you have lived here for a long time, this matter will naturally not be uncommon." Old Muramasa replied without knowing why.

"Okay, you two. I think there's something that you can't tell Zhang San. I'm tired of beating around the bush, so I asked directly. Since that group of evil spirits have come, it means that Zhangjia Village is no longer safe. Do you want to how to respond?"

Zhang Qinghe looked at the two people, saying that he didn't want to beat around the bush, but in fact he was talking in a roundabout way, trying to see something from their faces.

"Evil... evil spirits?! Lantian is close to our capital of the Immortal Tang Dynasty, and there are also evil spirits. Could it be that he came from exile all the way from Zhongzhou?

If not, something could go wrong. "

The old village chief didn't know the whole story of the Ruyiban incident, and was shocked when he heard this.

At this moment, Zhang Lian explained——

"Muramasa, please be patient. What this clan brother said is a wishful thinking. The fight between the Dharma and the celestial phenomena at the mouth of the valley that day was caused by the clan brother's battle with evil spirits."

"The wish-fulfilling class is actually formed by hiding evil spirits."

The old village chief looked scared.

Zhang Qinghe was a little disappointed when he saw Lao Muruzheng's reaction. It seemed that he didn't know much, at least not as much as Zhang Lian.

That's right, he's just a low-level monk, and that's the case with Zhongtian - the lower the level, the less things he can come into contact with.

"It's not that he was exiled, but he was found here."

Zhang Qinghe stared straight at Zhang Lian, as if he wanted to dissect this gentle woman with a sallow complexion.

"Brother Clan really has a keen eye... It seems that Brother Clan has also come into contact with people related to Biluo Lake, otherwise he would not have found this place.

Or could it be said that the clan brother's depression and dejection, and his Taoist heart on the verge of collapse, are related to Biluo Lake? ! "

A ray of light suddenly burst out in Zhang Qinghe's eyes, as if he was recalling something long ago.

Lord Sun Star, Zhang Family Qingyuntian, Biluo Lake...

Yes, the secrets in Zhangjia Village are indeed related to Biluo Lake, and maybe even related to the Shui Tribe.

"I don't delve into my clan sister's affairs, so my clan sister shouldn't delve into my affairs. In this world, I just want to find a place for myself."

Zhang Qinghe didn't know how to sound polite.

"But what's more concerning is that if there were evil spirits looking for me before, there will definitely be evil spirits looking for me in the future."

Zhang Qinghe was finally convinced. Although he didn’t know whether it was a coincidence that the evil spirits related to Mu Yuan Ancient Fairy and the Shui tribe related to Shui Yuan Fairy happened to collide, but there must be something looking for this village, otherwise Muramasa wouldn’t be like this. in a hurry.

"We must inform the clan as soon as possible, we must inform the clan as soon as possible, and let a monk from the clan come to take over things as soon as possible..."

The old villager was at a loss.

Zhang Qinghe felt calm in his heart - he had achieved his purpose of saying this in front of the village head. The Zhang family would come to hand over the matter in the next few days.