Chapter 224 Everyone Is Like a Dragon, the Race Rises

Chapter 225 Everyone is like a dragon, the race rises

The tattered bread gradually disappeared from sight, spewing black smoke.

The voice with relief and boldness gradually disappeared, and finally only the whispering like a murmur was gently sent by the wind.

It was like a lonely whisper:

"Fairy"

Zhang Xiao couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, he just felt that he seemed to be shocked by that complex emotion.

The lifelong pursuit of a wish is like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, which can be seen but not obtained.

Those who can let go can already be called extraordinary.

"Dad"

Zhang Chengdao sighed and said with emotion:

"You want to ask what's special about this Taoist priest?"

"Yeah"

"Because he is a real Taoist priest

Xiaoxiao, China is too big. Except for those young disciples and those who must stay behind, only 30% of the Taoists can go down the mountain.

Although there is suppression from the [Heavenly Court], it is not only ghosts that harm the world, they only account for a small part.

Ghosts, demons, monsters, such as him"

Zhang Chengdao pointed at Zhang Guangyi, who sneered and tilted his head to one side.

"This is the devil, the cat I told you about is a demon, Leng Qianyu is a ghost, and his brother can be considered a monster."

Zhang Chengdao shook his head as he said:

"I didn't expect that a small case would gather all the demons.

It's rare."

Zhang Guangyi was speechless, wanting to refute, but didn't know how to say it.

Zhang Xiao silently waited for his father's next words.

"So there are Taoist priests like Mao Xuexian. They are just mortals who rely on what they have learned.

Dealing with demons and monsters that are far beyond them.

They are facing death at any time, but they never retreat.

They are practicing the Tao in their hearts and following the Tao.

That's why I said they are true Taoist priests at the beginning.

Xiaoxiao, they are different from us. Sometimes a powerful monster may require them to sacrifice human lives.

They try out the weaknesses of the monster little by little.

I have even seen many small sects that are filled with the entire sect just to eliminate a monster."

Zhang Chengdao smiled and said:

"They are respectable. Many of them don't even ask for compensation, but only need to provide food. Although they are weak in strength, the brilliance in their hearts is very bright. eyes. "

Zhang Xiao raised his eyebrows high:

"Dad, since we have our Taoist sect, why do we need them to pay with their lives, and don't we have [Heaven]?"

"You kid are saying that our Taoist sect is not serious!"

Zhang Chengdao laughed and scolded, shaking his head and said:

"Just like most of the stories circulating in this world happened in turbulent times, when the world is not peaceful, people's hearts will be unstable and resentful.

[Heaven] will be affected by this resentment and human heart, and the Taoist sect needs to allocate manpower to maintain it, which is already stretched.

That is, people like Mao Xuexian walk in the world and suppress disasters.

One sect leaves the mountain, and one person returns, which is not uncommon."

The atmosphere was silent for a while, perhaps because the ghosts around had dissipated, and the whole town seemed to be full of vitality again.

The insects chirped like singing, calling one after another in the weeds around, and a sobbing howl sounded on the courtyard wall.

Zhang Xiao looked up and saw a blind and lame old cat squatting on the wall, with its fur standing up and howling at Zhang Guangyi.

Zhang Guangyi suddenly became interested again and laughed wildly:

"You beast, you got away by luck, and you still dare to get angry at me?"

The old cat jumped off the fence and limped over here.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you didn't see that woman watching her brother screaming with hunger and eating shit in the end.

Oh my, that resentment, that despair, she had been dead for several days, her soul and body were separated, but she could still cry blood tears."

Zhang Xiao had never seen an animal show such a humane look.

It was a hatred that almost penetrated into the bone marrow.

But the old cat just stared at him and shouted at Zhang Chengdao.

Zhang Xiao suspected that his father had learned cat language. With such a simple meow, his father actually nodded to indicate that this request could be done.

Two beams of light pierced the darkness, and accompanied by the sound of the car engine, a Jeep 212 drove from a distance.

Zhao Yuanxu jumped out of the car before it stopped and staggered towards this side.

God knows that he originally thought it was just a simple "strange" case.

Thinking that Zhang Shao Tianshi happened to pass by, he solved this trivial matter.

Zhao Yuanxu was still wondering, Shao Tianshi's action was not a piece of cake for Zhang Fei to eat bean sprouts, how could it be solved in a few minutes.

He waited for a long time but didn't get any news.

When Zhang Chengdao called, Zhao Yuanxu's face turned pale!

Who knew that Zhang Guangzheng was hiding behind.

The Seventh Evil had no less than 10 people killed, and what about the six evils in front?

Major case!

Fortunately, Zhang Chengdao went there, fortunately it was Zhang Chengdao who went there.

The Seven Evils were just average, it depends on who said it!

Shao Tianshi has this confidence.

But if it was an ordinary person, the Six Evils would just kill randomly!

If it was his subordinates, they would definitely die!

"Mr. Zhang, thank you so much, you almost made him complete the Seven Evils!"

Zhang Guangzheng spat fiercely on the ground, his mouth was the only thing that was tough:

"I'm just unlucky. I met you guys at the end. Otherwise, there's no place in the world where my Seven Evils can't go."

Zhang Chengdao waved his hand carelessly:

"Xiao Zhao, this spirit cat will go with you too. Let it watch by the side while you refine your soul."

Zhao Yuanxu looked at the old cat and nodded to show that he understood.

"By the way, let's treat its wounds. It also helped in this case."

Looking at the old cat in surprise, Zhao Yuanxu took people and cats into the car. He knew the rules of the Longhu Mountain training, so he didn't say anything polite. He just thanked Zhang Chengdao for his help again, and then Jeep 212 left again.

"Dad, you seem to be very calm all the time? I thought you would be very angry when you met such a person."

Zhang Chengdao was silent for a while: "Actually, I am also very angry, but I have seen many things that are more cruel and vicious than Zhang Guangzheng.

Some people were punished, but some people escaped. At least Zhang Guangzheng's end will be miserable. The sin of cultivation cannot be solved by death."

He stretched lazily and changed to a relaxed tone:

"It's just the two of us again. Let's take a rest and set off!"

After saying goodbye to Wangjiang, another week passed in a blink of an eye.

The rest of the journey was calm, but there were no accidents.

The two walked in a straight line, and they did not stop when they met villages and cities on the way.

When they saw any beautiful scenery, they slowed down and appreciated it.

From the capital to Longhu Mountain, the straight-line distance is about 1,400 kilometers, spanning most of China.

Whether it is the boldness of the north or the gentleness of the south, the beauty of the mountains and rivers, and the unrestrained rivers.

Zhang Xiao's somewhat impetuous heart seemed to be polished along the way.

The people and things on the road, the laughter, joy, anger, sorrow and happiness he heard.

All seemed to make his life more profound.

In Zhang Chengdao's eyes, his son's transformation seemed to be incredibly fast, and it was a feeling that the whole person seemed to be clear and transparent.

"Xiaoxiao, I always feel that you are a little worried?"

Zhang Chengdao sat on a big rock in the mountains and drank mountain spring water.

Seeing Longhu Mountain getting closer and closer, Zhang Chengdao finally couldn't help but care about his son's mental state.

Since starting again from Wangjiang, Zhang Xiao often falls into a state of sudden enlightenment and confusion.

Worried? It's right to be worried!

Since I learned from my father how the ghost thing came into being, I began to think about a possibility.

Connect the things in the previous life.

Zhang Xiao ate the wild peach in his hand in a few bites, frowned and said:

"Dad, I'm thinking, since the thoughts and cognition of ordinary people can change many things, such as ghosts, then if we can reverse their cognition, can we reduce the birth of ghosts?"

For example, it is not allowed to shoot supernatural horror movies.

This has always been very confusing. Anyway, there are many different opinions about this, and there are all kinds of things, even to the point that the old lady was scared to death in "Liao Zhai-Painted Skin" decades ago.

If it is to prevent feudal superstition, then there are a lot of gods and monsters in TV dramas, but there are no ghosts.

Some people even swear that it is because the logic of ghost movies is problematic, such as going to a place that is not allowed.

But aren't those "god dramas" in TV dramas where gods who have practiced for tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years can destroy the world at will just because they can't fall in love?

So cultivation is for falling in love?

But now. Zhang Xiao feels that he seems to have found the real answer.

"Oh? You thought of it too?"

Zhang Chengdao raised his eyebrows and said in agreement:

"I am indeed considering it. Maybe the filming of supernatural and ghost movies will be completely banned in the future. As long as it lasts for ten, twenty or thirty years, this kind of thinking may be reversed.

For example, we can increase the intensity of combating feudal superstition and believe in science."

Good guy!

You really did it? Is Taoism the culprit for the lack of horror movies in China? Ah, I seem to be from Taoism too.

Zhang Xiao looked at his father with eyes full of ‘resentment’.

And animals are not allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, right?

“By the way, publicize that animals cannot become spirits or something like that.”

Zhang Xiao:.

Why not promote cremation by the way!

“Zombies belong to the category of ‘strange’, but as long as there is no corpse, they can’t be strange anymore, and cremation must be vigorously promoted.”

! ! !

The case is solved! It’s all the work of Taoism!

Seeing his son staring at him, Zhang Chengdao scratched his chin and asked curiously:

“What’s wrong?”

Zhang Xiao ‘hummed’ and didn’t want to pay attention to this ‘culprit’ who caused damage to cultural diversity.

He changed the subject abruptly:

“Dad, since Taoism is not a secret in the upper class, there is no special cooperation.”

Wait a minute, group activities. The activities in full swing seen along the way have already created a nationwide frenzy.

Could it be that——

Zhang Xiao pinched his nose and felt an inexplicable shock in his heart, as if he had seen the truth hidden under history before.

It was a paralyzing feeling that was enough to make people tremble.

Qigong fever!

A top scientist took the lead, and everyone from top to bottom participated in the trend of national enthusiasm, which lasted for almost 20 years!

If you combine this craze with what you know.

woc!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Everyone is like a dragon, and everyone is sublimated!

Is this how the whole of China gathered its strength to create a qigong system?

Racial leap!

If it really succeeds, it will take less than ten years to destroy the United States and destroy the sun!

Failed? Or was it successful?

I guess it failed, but why did it fail?

Zhang Xiao frowned and began to think, since the group consciousness is so powerful, why did it fail?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.

Zhang Chengdao thought for a while and said slowly:

"There should be special cooperation. For example, we have also sent some disciples to cooperate with your Uncle Zhao to deal with some difficult problems.

It seems that there is another plan for ordinary people to practice.

However, I am not very optimistic about it. Although the general direction is unified, everyone has different training routines, so it is difficult to reach a consensus. "

Does everyone practice differently?

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment and suddenly became enlightened.

Yes, when Qigong became popular, there were countless ‘masters’, and the Qigong schools that were sought after in each place were different.

There are as many as seven or eight categories of Qigong alone!

What are quiet qigong, mind-training qigong, guidance qigong, breathing and breathing qigong?

Each type is divided into several sects, but the energy is not directed in one place.

I'm afraid after experiencing Qigong, the higher-ups also understand that this road is difficult to navigate. There are a thousand Sun Wukongs in the hearts of a thousand people, and the same image is different in everyone's heart.

What's more, something as huge and general as the cultivation system.

After Zhang Xiao figured out the reason, he put this kind of thing behind him and turned to thinking about the teaching that was just around the corner.

"Dad, what is the process of enthronement? Can you tell me about it?"

"Conferring urn?" Zhang Chengdao tightened the kettle: "Nothing special, it's just a test to see if he has the qualifications to confer urn. If he passes, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will be held.

Go to heaven and get it done. "

test?

Almost instantly, countless scenes that he had seen in the past came to mind. Zhang Xiao secretly clenched his fists. Is the legendary sect competition where the protagonist takes the first step finally come?

"Xiaoxiao, during the test, your father and I lasted longer than a stick of incense in both tests. You can't be weaker than me!"

Zhang Chengdao patted his son on the shoulder, mainly because he showed off his baby too hard before.

If this happens abnormally, the group of senior brothers and sisters don't know how to ridicule themselves.

Insist on one stick of incense?

ah? Is the sect competition gone?

Zhang Xiao weakly agreed, and then cheered up. This was the blessing he had been waiting for for a long time!

He hung the kettle on his body, tied up the armor and horse skillfully, jumped on the spot, and said energetically:

"Dad, let's go, Longhu Mountain is already close at hand!"

Zhang Chengdao smiled cheerfully, as if he had seen himself in the past.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

At that time, I was like a knight, who could stir up the world's affairs single-handedly.

It is said that no one is young anymore, but Zhang Chengdao seemed to see himself in his son.

The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

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