The indescribable Taoist Lord

Zhang Qinghe was still trapped in the center by the evil shadow created by the visualization diagram.

However, despite being sleepy, he is not panicking now. These shadows do not actually cause him any substantial harm. After all, just like the Pentium Sword, he stood up to the phantom of an immortal god who was only inferior to the Three Great Dao Masters in terms of personality.

The eye on the iron sword is obviously related to the God of Zhongtian. He even dares to hold such a time bomb in his hand. After coming to the big world, Zhang Qinghe also became more and more obsessed with these phantoms. , it’s just a trivial matter.

What should I do if my child has nausea and vomiting? Most of them are crazy, just read the scriptures a few times and it will be fine.

On the contrary, he cherished this opportunity even more.

These twisted, grotesque, and some even incomprehensible shadows naturally contain infected avenues.

On the diagram of the Sun God, there is the Tao that is distorted like the Sun Star King, from vitality to death, there is the Tao of the most yang and the most strong, and there is the Tao of fire that rises brightly between heaven and earth.

Standing on the Tai Sui chart, it reveals the way of manipulating destiny and influencing the destiny of others, and the way of manipulating the opportunities for blessings and achieving one's own destiny.

There are also many visualization pictures that Zhang Qinghe cannot name. The evil shadows in front of them condense countless avenues. Some of them are even difficult to describe, and they seem to be even more chaotic.

But what they all have in common is that they originate from the relationship between heaven and earth and draw on it.

It is exactly the same as the superior way to protect the way that connects heaven and earth.

The Great Dao is inherently natural and is an abstract thing that is difficult to describe. Practitioners in the Great Realm of Zhongtian can only begin to use the "authority" given by the indescribables to rely on those infected Knowledge, even Dharma, begins to understand one's own "Tao".

Of course, what they comprehend is just what they want them to comprehend.

Since choosing a certain path, the spirituality of the practitioner begins to deviate towards the immortals and gods represented by that path. Just like the old saints of different shapes in Zhang Qinghe's spiritual vision.

Zhang Qinghe speculated that this process would be completely completed in the mixed cave realm.

Just like the souls and spirits of those old saints, they are completely integrated with the Dharma.

Because Zhang Qinghe was restrained by the infected knowledge, he had to realize this process in advance.

However, what he wants to do is not to understand and apply it like the immortal cultivators in the upper three realms. He wants to analyze it.

In layman's terms, using runes to first understand it opens the door to the world.

Runes are their means of visualizing abstract objects, and the same goes for Dharma. Since the two are common, Zhang Qinghe can use runes, the so-called Taoist texts, to "read" Dharma!

Mine, all mine! Zhang Qinghe's eyes flashed with gold.

He only needs to analyze these circulating Tao principles through the concrete symbols of Tao texts, and then translate these Tao principles into something he can use...

Well, it was hard, he admits to being swollen.

In less than half a moment, Zhang Qinghe was defeated...

Why should he? Firstly, he is not Colonel Chu, and secondly, he is not Dr. Chen. He has not yet learned the basic textbook of runes, which is equivalent to the four arithmetic operations, and he plans to carry out scientific research-level academic research?

"Okay, you win, just wait, I will definitely come back."

After taking a hard look at these ghosts, Zhang Qinghe took up Dao Tianyin with a look of reluctance, tore a path out of the visualization array, and left this golden mountain.

He is not worthy... He is only worthy of struggling to analyze the magic runes, the flame runes and other plain-level talismans.

The visualization pictures are also very reluctant to leave, and they are as attached to Zhang Qinghe as glue.

"Hey, you guys are very good. I don't deserve it. Stop pestering me. Next one."

Zhang Qinghe expressionlessly moved away another visualization picture that was stuck on his face and began to recite weird scriptures. The evil demon's sharp-toothed mouth was almost mouth to mouth with his. He picked up his spiritual energy and struggled to slap the picture away with his palm, landing slumped on the light curtain formed by the restriction.

Wang Xuan, the old deacon of Wensi Building, would like to keep these ghost things as treasures. If he sees them, he will be heartbroken to death.

Seeing Zhang Qinghe leave, the distorted and weird Tao and principles in the visualization diagrams struggled with each other for a while, and finally fell into a sickly state of calm, as if they had lost a beloved baby.

The Taoist charm circulates in the restriction, and the portraits of immortals and gods are dignified among the fairy caves, blue clouds and white cranes, just like the rigid and sacred appearance before Zhang Qinghe came.

Unable to collect the wool of the gods, Zhang Qinghe took advantage of the privilege of the jade pendant to imprint all the copies of the Xuan-level Taoist Protector of the Guiyuan Realm in Wensi Tower. He had to take something with him, not the air force.

He had forgotten that the jade slips for the Blood Escape Technique, Ten Thousand Flowers Tour, and Autumn Killing Sword Technique were still lying quietly in the mysterious bag.

After doing this, Zhang Qinghe left Wensi Building in disgrace. However, as soon as he came out, he was startled by the huge crowd in front of the door.

This... what are these people doing here...

The Chang'an School only caters to the elites of the state. Even if we include masters and saints, the number of students in the Chang'an School is not that many compared to the huge Taohaotian.

Although there are morning classes in Yamashita True Academy, they are only for low-level students. Not to mention Zhang Qinghe, it is estimated that some of the new Taoist disciples have never seen such a big scene.

Zhang Qinghe calmed down and saw the four leaders, Xu Jianshan, Wang Xuan, Li Shaobai and Chu Fengge, with smiles on their faces.

So I knew in my heart that these people were probably here because of him, and it shouldn't be a bad thing.

"Gentlemen, this is..." The confusion on Zhang Qinghe's face was natural. He really didn't know what happened.

However, Li Shaobai's face showed an aunt's smile, as if he was relieved to see his younger generation succeed.

Not only that, Wang Xuan and Xu Jianshan were both vaguely happy, but their identities as saints and sub-sages prevented them from expressing their emotions well.

As for Chu Fengge... he was not surprised. He just nodded to Zhang Qinghe very affectionately, as if he was still drinking heavily. He smelled of alcohol and the inexplicable meaning on his face made Zhang Qinghe frown.

"That's right. You should have been in an epiphany just now. You couldn't feel it yourself. Qinghe boy, you have created such a big battle!"

Li Shaobai was the first to speak and came forward to pat him on the shoulder.

Zhang Qinghe felt inexplicable and strange.

Li Shaobai did not care about his image in front of the students, lowered his head and asked Zhang Qinghe in a low voice.

"Which visualization picture have you imprinted on the Ajna Niwan Palace? Don't worry, sir, I will never tell anyone!"

He vowed to do so.

Zhang Qinghe twitched the corner of his mouth. There were not many mortals present. Who could not hear such a tiff? It's too perfunctory for you to pretend to trick me like this!

Zhang Qinghe roughly clarified the situation.

It was probably because those who were imagining the auction made too much noise, and the vision covered the entire Tao Tian, ​​so the good-for-nothing people came to this Wensi Building.

What is this all about...