surnamed Wang

Under the leadership of Wang Gangquan, the new head teacher of Longhu came all the way to the living room of the palace. The young Hong Mao has always been interested in the mysterious and mysterious Taoist legends.

Zhang Danxuan glanced at the young man, and just about to open his mouth to say something, he heard Wang Bingquan say from the side:
"Are you proficient in swordsmanship, and just join in the fun with this?"

"I'm good at it." The young man was full of confidence.

"Can you beat Old Man Ye?"

"This……"

"What is this, why don't you go quickly?" Wang Gangquan showed displeasure.

The young man wanted to defend himself a few words, but after seeing the master's eyes, he could only obediently say "Oh" and exit the door.

After the young man left, the displeasure on Wang Gangquan's face disappeared in an instant, and he said apologetically:

"The disciple is so stubborn that the Daoist laughed."

Zhang Danxuan shook his head, "It's a good thing for children to be playful, but the poor have always only known the prince's ability to lead troops to fight, so I can't imagine recruiting apprentices with such discernment."

Wang Gangquan's heart moved when he heard the words, the person in front of him is the leader of the world's orthodoxy, his eyes are very vicious, and in his capacity, there is no need to flatter him, so he asked in a low voice:
"How did the Taoist priest say this?"

Zhang Danxuan was surprised, "Your Highness doesn't know?"

After seeing the other party's bewildered eyes, the middle-aged Taoist didn't hold back anymore, and explained directly:

"Based on my superficial physiognomy, this son's bones are excellent, no matter what he learns, he can get twice the result with half the effort, but..."

"Just what?"

Wang Gangquan was calm on the surface, but his heart was already full of joy, and he really let himself pick up the treasure.

The Taoist smiled and said slowly:
"It's a pity to let him learn martial arts. It's better to let Pindao bring him back to Longhu Mountain so that he can be trained. I believe that within a hundred years, there will be another immortal in the world."

Zhang Danxuan doesn't have the slightest appearance of a Taoist master at this moment, he is clearly a fox fairy, Wang Bingquan also burst into laughter when he heard the words, and laughed so hard that the other party was confused, so he said firmly:
"impossible!"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and smiled wryly. If it was placed on someone else, even if he lost his old face as the headmaster of Dragon and Tiger, he would still have to fight for the Taoist sect. The power may not be able to fight for it.

……

While the two were talking, Laifu brought the tea. Although he didn't know why the prince was so polite to a vegetable seller, he had worked as a concierge in the palace for so many years, and his eyesight had been cultivated.

Just now on the way to the kitchen where he was picking vegetables, he already guessed that the person in front of him was not simple. In addition, the prince didn't deliberately explain it, so he could say that the matter was extremely obscure, and it was better for him not to talk too much.

After Laifu put down the tea and took his leave, Wang Bingquan said with a smile on his face:

"I remember Zhang Daochang used to have a beautiful beard and chest, why is he willing to cut it short now?"

This middle-aged man in the Central Plains orthodox tradition respectfully salutes everyone when he sees it. He was embarrassed when he heard the words, and he pondered for a while before explaining:
"If it's not necessary, Pindao is really reluctant to cut it off, but if I don't disguise it carefully, I'm afraid I won't even be able to enter the gate of the capital.

Now the Chuanlu Mansion is favored by His Majesty, who is in charge of all affairs of the Qintianjian, and I don't know how he can ask the Holy One for his will, and strictly prohibit other Taoists from being sent to Beijing. "

"Is there such a big enmity between your Daoist sects?" Wang Gangquan asked puzzled.

Zhang Danxuan sighed and explained:
"Presumably the prince also knows that we have been fighting with Quanzhen for hundreds of years, and we want to fight for the head of the world's orthodox system.

It is said that a cultivator should have nothing to do with the world, but immortals still have selfish intentions, let alone us mortals who have not yet become immortals.

There is a saying in the Taoist scriptures that saints have impermanent hearts and take the hearts of the common people as their heart. To outsiders, what we are looking for is just the purple and gold Taoist robes that represent the powerful, but in fact it is not.

Those who practice the Tao want to prove the Dao, just like ordinary people want to be the emperor, and they don't want to think about it for a day.

If anyone can become the head of the world's orthodoxy, not to mention the 300 years of Daxing, even 100 years of preaching the scriptures, it is a great achievement, and there will be a lot more ascended immortals in the sect. "

When Zhang Danxuan said this, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, "It's just that we didn't expect that Zhengyi and Quanzhen fought back and forth, and in the end, the Chuanlu House, which has a shallow background, stepped in halfway and robbed the opportunity of great prosperity. .”

"At first we only thought that he wanted to be a person of ZTE and promote the Dao. It was only later that we found out that what Wen Fuding wanted was not as simple as that. You know why Chuanlu Mansion has not produced a soaring man since it was established 300 years ago." man of?"

Wang Gangquan frowned slightly, and said an answer that even he found funny:
"Could it be that there are too many sins."

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded, "My lord is half right. The reason why the founder of Chuanlu Mansion was expelled from Zhengyi was precisely because he did something that is not tolerated by the Taoist sect."

"Over the years, the Chuanlu Mansion has never thought of repenting, cultivating sidelines instead of Dao, not worshiping the Three Purities but worshiping heaven and earth, this kind of cultivation method is indeed making rapid progress in the early stage, but it is very easy to stagnate in the later stage.

And they acted under the guise of the power of heaven and earth, no matter how outstanding their talents were, the source of blessing would always be exhausted.

In Wen Fuding's generation, he should have seen through this point with his aptitude, but instead of reining in the precipice, he used his supernatural powers to control the disputes in the world, or it could be said that the disputes were provoked by him.

After his troubles, countless people died because of it. Not to mention the 300 years of Daxing, even in 1000 years, no one in the Chuanlu Mansion will be able to ascend to the Tao. "

As soon as Zhang Danxuan finished the call, Wang Gingquan was also a little confused, "Then what is this old guy trying so hard to ask for?"

"..."

The Daoist master seemed not to be used to his vulgar words, coughed lightly and continued:
"Pindao has a saying, don't know whether to ask it or not?"

"ask!"

Wang Gangquan was listening with great enthusiasm. At this moment, the other party suddenly said this. He looked calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already slandering in his heart:
Why do you masters like to whet people's appetites? Isn't it uncomfortable to cut off halfway through the talk?

Unexpectedly, the Taoist pretended to be addicted, stroked his beard and asked:
"May I ask the prince what happened after he fell off the cliff that day?"

"After I fell off the cliff..." Wang Gangquan frowned slightly and shook his head, "I don't remember exactly, I just know that I was already another person when I regained consciousness."

The middle-aged Taoist pondered for a moment when he heard the words, and then continued to ask:
"That should be right. On that day, the poor Taoist watched the sky at night at the Qin Tianjian, and found that the star of the prince was dim. A few months later, when Emperor Shun entered Beijing, I took a look from afar and found that the dragon's energy was rising, far better than before. .

At that time, Pindao didn't know the reason, but now that he saw the prince again, he knew that the dragon energy of the prince had passed on to His Majesty, presumably it was because the prince fell off the cliff and lost his soul, so the dragon energy naturally left the body.

However, if the prince is willing, there is a way to recover the lost luck. "

Wang Gangquan has never been very concerned about luck, anyway, he doesn't plan to be emperor, whether he has or not has little effect on him, so he waved his hands and said:
"No need, there is a saying that every man is innocent and he is guilty. If that dragon spirit returns, the second child's narrow-mindedness will not be able to sleep well again."

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