Chapter 376: Our Dao Sect Stands with China

Sword!

Can I fly on my sword? Will it fall off?

Zhang Xiao held the small sword and thought about it, and the scene of a sharp sword light piercing the sky appeared in his mind.

Not only that, he also matched himself with the BGM of "The Swordsman".

While flying back and forth, I was drinking wine with a wine gourd - I rode the wind with my sword to ward off demons. I am happy with wine, but without wine I would be miserable.

Although the real sword control should be that the human sword merges into one and turns into a stream of light, but it is not as handsome as flying on the sword.

It doesn't matter whether you are powerful or not, being handsome is a matter of your life!

By the time Zhang Xiao was happily flying around with his long sword in his mind, the young wizards were already lining up to leave under the command of the professors.

"I can't believe it!" Ron said in a shocked tone - "Have you seen the palace in the sky? Although it has always been said that Zhang is the heir to the ancient oriental nobles.

But I always thought it was the Black family and the Malfoy family. "

Harry was more focused on other places, and he asked in a surprised tone:

"Guys, do you remember that magic house? Just now the principal of the magic house saluted like a house elf!"

as they walked through the foyer again, towards the Great Hall, along with the other students at Hogwarts.

The little wizards were hungry, but they were unwilling to close their mouths to save energy. They could only rub their stomachs in pain while chattering about what they had seen and heard before.

They discussed whether Mrs. Maxim had giant blood and whether she was related to Hagrid.

Discussing Wagadu's moon boats and their transformations, and discussing whether the big trees in Kodos Dorez are really meant for riding?

Discussing Viktor Krum and how to get his autograph, several sixth-grade girls walked away frantically searching for something in their pockets——

You can still hear their discussion from far away: "Oh, I can't believe it, why don't I bring a quill with me -"

"Do you think he would sign my hat with lipstick?"

"That's so ridiculous, just a Quidditch player!" Hermione shook her head in disdain.

"But he is currently the best Seeker in the world!" Ron argued for Krum.

"Compared to this, I am more interested in other schools, such as Castrobushe. They must be very knowledgeable about herbal medicine!"

"Huh? On a day when the whole world is gathered at Hogwarts, and when the Super Goblet of Fire is about to begin, what you are thinking about is reading textbooks from other schools?"

The little wizards came to the door of the auditorium noisily.

Hermione, who was quietly arguing about whether she should focus on her studies during the Goblet of Fire, said impatiently:

"Why don't you leave?"

Harry poked Hermione and said in a tone like he was still mumbling in his sleep:

"Hermione, look. Look!"

Hermione raised her head and let out the same exclamation as the little wizards:

"Wow!"

Zhang Xiao followed his parents. As guests from afar, they walked to the front as a matter of course.

The family of three happily talked about the people and things they hadn't seen in a year.

The old man and Dumbledore walked in the front. The two old men had white hair and white beards, and were tall. They walked side by side without knowing what they were communicating.

They all looked very happy, smiling from ear to ear.

After passing through the familiar foyer, stepping on the marble floor, and just arriving at the door of the auditorium, Zhang Xiao almost thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

The four long tables that were originally enough to accommodate 400 people dining at the same time were obviously not enough.

Perhaps Professor Dumbledore also cast a small invisible stretching spell into the Great Hall to expand the space here.

The auditorium was decorated with unprecedented grandeur.

Nine huge flags hung from the ceiling, which were clearly the school emblems of each school.

When Zhang Xiao looked at the flag representing the Taoist sect, he almost lost his composure. The Chinese Taoist Academy had just been named!

The original four long tables are still there, but there are 8 more rows of short tables, with national flags and school emblems of various countries placed on each table.

The enchanted ceiling presents a magnificent starry sky. It is like a huge astronomical telescope, bringing the starry sky infinitely closer.

The dazzling Milky Way spanned the entire ceiling, and from time to time there was a meteor streaking across.

The plates on the table were also replaced with gold cutlery that would only be taken out on major holidays.

Hundreds of candles rise and fall in mid-air, and streaks of spark-like light scurry playfully among the candles. When they get tired, they stop and explode a small firework on the ceiling.

"This magic is indeed different from Taoism. This kind of thinking can also occur in the place where you eat."

After the disciples of the Taoist sect sat down, they looked at the surrounding scene and were a little surprised. The people who came were all acquaintances from Longhu Mountain.

For example, there are senior uncles, second uncles, etc., and some are the disciples who participated in the examination of teaching the imperial concubine with him. They obviously came with the masters and regarded them as experience.

They are like watching a peep show, everything they see is interesting. This is not a country bumpkin, because you threw the little wizard from Hogwarts into the Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Make sure they can't close their jaws all day long

"Senior brother, we just want to see something strange. The Western Forbidden City has lasted for thousands of years, so it is rare to come out and have a look. I don't know if I can get used to eating the foreign meat later."

The nun picked up the gold plate and the crystal goblet, looked at them twice and put them down again, feeling very bored.

Zhang Xiao now understood the difference between Taoism and wizards.

In fact, the reason is very simple. Magic is subjective idealism. You can think about anything by yourself. You can distort reality directly if you want.

But Taoism is objective idealism. They exert power through certain laws, that is, rituals and the Tao they practice.

So Taoism's reliance on "idealistic laws" is very convenient in big occasions, but it is not as good as magic in small matters.

After all, using water talismans to condense water to soak clothes, and then using fire talismans to dry them after washing, how can it compare to "I think these clothes are originally clean".

While the whole auditorium was noisy and everyone was taking their seats, Zhang Xiao hurriedly pulled his parents and told them about his discovery of the Yin-Yang Master.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu did not get angry. On the contrary, they did not look surprised.

"Hmm - finally appeared again?" Zhang Chengdao pondered for a while, considering how to explain to the child. After thinking about it, he decided to explain in detail.

"First of all, the Onmyoji and Shintoism were indeed destroyed by us, completely, and there will be absolutely no future troubles.

But the Taoist sect never thought that from then on, Onmyoji and Shintoism would be extinct and would not appear again."

"But why? Could it be that it popped out of a stone?" Zhang Xiao was very puzzled. Since the roots had been cut off, why would such a thing happen?

Zhang Chengdao said slowly:

"Because of culture!"

Zhang Xiao felt as if his whole body was electrified, and the numb feeling went from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Dad's words were not over yet:

"Just like Taoism, even if all the people in Taoism died one day, would Taoism be destroyed?

No, as long as China is still there, Chinese people are still there, as long as Chinese characters are still there, and culture is still there.

There will always be Lingzi who will explore, seek the Tao, push open the door, and establish a new Taoism because of their yearning for the Tao.

In other words, my Taoism is with China!"

All the doubts disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Zhang Xiao suddenly understood deeply.

Practicing Taoism is the romance engraved in the bones of China, which has long been written into the soul and engraved into instinct.

The book is deeply influenced by China, and the culture of Onmyoji is also circulating there.

Even if they are killed, it may be an afternoon or a night.

The Lingzi who can distort reality opened the picture book of Onmyoji with curiosity, looked at the legend on it, and fantasized that she could become an Onmyoji.

When she tried to experiment according to the simplest method in the legend, it was like a spark flickering, and when she was surprised to find that it was really successful.

Everything came naturally - a new Onmyoji appeared again.

"So, the Onmyoji I saw might be the one that Lingzi learned by himself after coming into contact with the legend?"

Zhang Xiao looked at the Sakura girl who was very similar to Akina Nakamori and fell into confusion.

"It should be like this. It has been decades, and it should appear."

Zhang Chengdao nodded calmly, indicating that his son was right.

"As for how you do it, it's up to you. Anyway, this thing can't be killed."

Okay, I think

The students in the auditorium are almost all seated.

The teacher's seat, which has basically never changed, has also changed at this moment. In front of the original Hogwarts teacher's seat, there is another row of exquisite long tables.

The faculty and staff of Hogwarts sat down according to their previous habits, quietly waiting for Dumbledore and other principals.

When Dumbledore and the leaders of the eight colleges came in, the atmosphere in the auditorium also reached its climax.

Schools such as Beauxbatons and the Institute of Magic, which had stricter rules, stood up immediately, and everyone from Longhu Mountain also stood up and saluted the old Taoist priest.

Only after the principals sat down did the standing students sit down.

Dumbledore stood in front of the podium, and the auditorium gradually became quiet.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and especially distinguished guests." Dumbledore said, smiling at the foreign students, "I welcome you to Hogwarts with great joy.

I hope and believe that you will feel comfortable and happy here."

"The competition will officially begin at the end of the banquet."

Dumbledore opened his hands, as concise as ever:

"I now invite everyone to eat and drink as much as you can, just like at home!

The banquet begins!"

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