By mistake, the right thing happened

At Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Ruosu was taking a break from his busy schedule.

During this period, basic Qi cultivation methods have been popularized in various parts of Shenzhou. Naturally, it started from official institutions at all levels, selecting people with strong bodies and above-average qualifications to start the practice. Now it has begun to show results.

Next, it is necessary to continuously improve this practice method through the data feedback from the military.

Until it can achieve the safety of compulsory popularization.

At that time, it is to practice Qi from a young age, replace physical education classes with practice, and include it in the college entrance examination.

Of course, this part is only limited to strengthening the body and prolonging life. If you want to get further true teachings from various schools, or military martial arts moves, you need to consider various factors. The most important point is the practitioner's loyalty to this land, which is the bottom line.

Looking at the other young disciples who are busy dealing with documents.

Zhang Ruosu absorbed the experience, quietly muted his mobile phone, and then clicked on a game, ready to play a game. He was in a good mood, but just after entering the interface, a message suddenly popped up on his mobile phone.

"Daoyou, there might be a little bit of movement later."

Zhang Ruosu's right eyelid twitched suddenly when he saw the person who sent the message.

A new message popped up immediately afterwards.

"Thank you."

The old Taoist opened his mouth and smiled bitterly.

Now he doesn't even say a word of extra explanation, just thank you.

You should at least say whether it's a little bit of movement or a little bit of movement. Daoyou, did you use pinyin input and make a typo?

When Zhang Ruosu thought of the size of the so-called movement last time, he felt that his forehead was hurting. After thinking about it, he sighed, called his disciples, and ordered: "Go and use the Wanli Yuanguang mirror to see if there is any movement in Quanzhou?"

Although the disciple was puzzled, he nodded in response to the words of the ancestor.

He turned around and walked out quickly.

Leaving Zhang Ruosu waiting here, the old Taoist priest had the rare feeling of being forced to do divination when he was young. After a while, seeing the young Taoist priest with a pale face rushing over, Zhang Ruosu's heart skipped a beat and his head was as big as a bucket.

The young Taoist priest didn't bother to salute and said hurriedly:

"Grandmaster, it's not good!"

"Calm down, calm down, tell me, what happened again?"

The young Taoist priest didn't notice the master's words "again", but just said hurriedly: "Over there in Quanzhou, a lightning flash suddenly flew out at a very fast speed. In a blink of an eye, it has already flown across the territory of Quanzhou and is now heading west. I don't know what it is going to do. There are lightning marks all over it. Every time it passes through the clouds, the lightning power on the sword increases a little bit, and it is difficult to lock it with the naked eye."

Zhang Ruosu was stunned.

Then he let out a long breath and said, "So that's how it is."

"Fortunately, it's not a big noise."

The young Taoist priest widened his eyes and couldn't help raising his voice a few degrees, saying:

"Grandmaster, that is a magical power that is no worse than our Tianxin Five Thunders Curse."

"It has flown hundreds of miles, just like a Tomahawk missile."

"Isn't that a big noise?!"

Zhang Ruosu looked relaxed and comforted him, "You are still young and don't understand yet."

"It really doesn't count."

The corner of the young Taoist priest's mouth twitched: "..."

Zhang Ruosu lowered his head and found Wei Yuan's chat box.

He happily sent out an emoticon of a cat making a "yeah" gesture.

......

In the west of the Central Plains of China, among the layers of Taihang Mountains.

Mogi Yoshiyuki trudged along with great difficulty. The ancient jade talisman in his hand guided him in the direction. Even so, it took him several days to get here. The monk's robes unique to Fuso were already a little dirty. The young monk exhaled a breath, stood on the mountain, and took out this ancient talisman.

He said loudly: "Where is the master of Taiping Dao?"

"I came here at the order of the elder."

This was the Shenzhou language he had learned in the past few days of traveling. He only knew a few words. The voice was heard from afar, but there was no response. Just when Mogi Yoshiyuki thought that he had found the wrong place, he suddenly heard a casual voice behind him, saying: "Fuso people?"

Mogi Yoshiyuki was shocked and turned to see that it was a man in black clothes with messy hair and beard. He looked a little embarrassed, but he had a solemn demeanor and looked like an eagle. Obviously, he had a very profound Taoism. Among the monks Mogi Yoshiyuki had seen, he was an absolute top existence.

Even his grandfather who was meditating in his own temple might not be a match for this middle-aged Taoist priest.

He did not dare to neglect him and put his hands together again, with a respectful and humble face, and said:

"That's right, I am from Kyoto."

The middle-aged Taoist priest did not care about these things and said: "I have an agreement with the old man. This talisman is a token I gave him. You can bring this talisman to exchange for one of my agreements. My Taiping tribe is also a big and upright sect. What do you want? Just tell me."

This Taoist priest could actually speak fluent Fuso dialect.

After being surprised, Shigeki Yoshiyuki smiled and said what he had thought of all the way:

"I want to make a good relationship with you."

"Oh? Good relationship?"

Shigeki Yoshiyuki nodded and said: "The world is changing, and the great changes that have never been seen in the ages are coming. There will definitely be all kinds of major events and changes in the future. The Taoist master has a profound cultivation. I just hope to make a good relationship with you. One day, if I fall into trouble, I hope you can help me. If you need anything, the Shigeki family will definitely help you."

The Taoist stared at Shigeki Yoshiyuki and said: "Oh...you also want to form an alliance with my Taiping Department."

"What if I don't agree?"

Shigeki Yoshiyuki said calmly: "Then, I will offer you with both hands. The Taoist stared at him for a while. He had heard that the other party was from Fuso, and he wanted to kill him and steal the treasure. However, he was concerned about the existence of the old man, and it was embarrassing for him to do so. After hearing that the monk was from a noble family and wanted to form an alliance, he was shaken. After thinking for a moment, he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, you have a good character. No wonder Sakurajima Fuso let you come to my Shenzhou." "Okay! Then I agree to your Mogi family. The Taiping Department will form an alliance with you. If you are in danger while walking in Shenzhou, I will come to save you." Mogi Yoshiyuki breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the ancient talisman with both hands. The Taoist reached out to take the talisman. At this moment, he suddenly paused. With all his Taoist skills, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brow and an indescribable sense of panic, as if a disaster was about to happen. He hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't let go of the ancient talisman in front of him. He reached out and picked up the talisman.

Almost the moment he touched the talisman.

The extreme uneasiness and panic instantly engulfed him.

After all, he was a true cultivator who had made a name for himself in a place like Shenzhou. The Taoist did not hesitate. With a wave of his right hand, he threw the extremely precious talisman back directly, and then instinctively cast the Taoist protective spell, stepped on the Yu step, stepped back, opened his hand, and an ancient umbrella appeared, instantly opened in front of him.

Mogi Yoshiyuki was still confused and subconsciously caught the talisman.

Suddenly,

The air pressure seemed to drop suddenly.

The forest in autumn was originally bustling.

Various insects, birds, and small animals made different sounds. In short, they could not stop for a moment, but now, the birds retracted their wings and the insects dared not make a sound. The monk just saw a huge wild wolf in the forest, lying on the ground, with its tail between its legs, and only whimpering.

Mogi Yoshiyuki subconsciously retracted his palm and wiped his clothes.

Suddenly he felt a stinging pain, as if there was static electricity.

But now it was clearly a humid and sultry autumn day.

He subconsciously lowered his head.

Crackling, tiny electric lights visible to the naked eye rose on the monk's clothes and entangled with each other, and the middle-aged Taoist lowered his head and saw that the hair on his arms naturally stood up. His pupils widened and he was panicked and angry.

"This is..."

"Thunder method!"

A terrifying whistling sound shuttled in his ears.

The sky and the earth were bright!

The extreme light brought about the sudden blackening of the vision of the two people.

In the midst of confusion, a plain voice slowly fell:

"You should be executed..."

Then,

An extremely violent thunder, like an iron spike, smashed on the eardrum.

Their brains instantly buzzed and lost their ability to think and judge.

Lightning, accompanied by thunder, descended here.

Filled the ears and eyes of all things.

Then,

A sword slashed down majestically.

......

The Taoist only felt his hands getting hot, and he could no longer hold the magic weapon. He was thrown out, and his back hit the rock wall heavily. His throat felt sweet, and he coughed up blood. There was a brilliant white light in front of his eyes, and his ears were roaring, and there were even signs of tinnitus and deafness.

After a long time, the black-clothed Taoist struggled to open his eyes and found that the magic weapon he had just thrown out in a hurry had been chopped into charcoal. There was a smell of burnt meat in his nose. He saw that half of the body of Mogi Yoshiyuki, who was high-spirited just now and seemed to be about to flip his brain in the world, had turned into scorched earth.

A long sword was suspended in the air, clanging and whistling.

Rather than saying it was sword energy and sword intention, it was better to say it was thunder, filling the sword body and rising into the sky.

The Taoist coughed up blood. Seeing the lightning marks on the sword, he felt cold all over and dared not move anymore.

The magic sword was suspended in the air for a circle, and the sword light wrapped around the talisman, and then spun around Mogi Yoshiyuki's neck, directly beheading the Fuso monk and escaping calmly. Only the Taoist was left for a long time, his face pale, and he came to his senses, secretly hating and gritting his teeth. He recognized that the sword was made of the Zhengyi style.

Although it was extremely ancient for some reason, it was impossible to mistake it. The shape was similar. It was the magic sword of Longhu Mountain.

And the thunder method, thunder method is also the specialty of the talisman school.

They actually chased me, was it because of this monk or me? The Taoist's eyes changed, he exhaled, and staggered to his feet. He originally thought that he could still wander outside, with his own skills, he should be safe. Seeing the flying sword's method of beheading thousands of miles away, he was so frightened that his scalp was numb. How could he have the courage to stay outside?

He immediately got up with difficulty, recovered the formation energy, and rushed back to the place where he had hidden before, and put away the things of the Taiping Dao passed down from generation to generation.

Among them were a magic staff, several sets of talismans, and the tablet of the master.

Because the Great Sage Master died on the battlefield, the spirit tablet was carved by the Second Heavenly Master himself and placed together with the Second Heavenly Master's own spirit tablet. This is the most important thing, and it needs to be prayed for every morning and evening. This thing that has been passed down from generation to generation is naturally the best, and it can be called a sect's inheritance. The Taoist put these things away, ignored the rest of the sundries, and left in a hurry.

He rushed straight to the place where he got the inheritance of Taiping Dao, which was one of the Taiping Dao's lineages in the past.

Because Taiping Dao was lonely in the Song Dynasty.

That lineage was blocked, and only he knew about it in the world, which was safe enough.