My Liver Experience in Reality

Chapter 59 Zhang Xuanchong Zhang Tianshi? [Please follow up! 】

Four o'clock the next day.

Zhang Xuanchong's closed eyes opened immediately.

He glanced sideways at Sun Xin, and found that the latter was still soundly asleep, so he got out of bed quietly.

A few minutes later, he appeared in the front yard that had experienced endless wind and rain.

Looking at the harsh ground under his feet, Zhang Xuanchong showed a little smile on his face, and then relaxed his body, and began to practice the 'Five Animals'.

Today's weather doesn't seem to be very good. Ever since he came out, there has been a strong wind, blowing his long hair wildly...

Feeling the waves of qi and blood constantly washing over the five internal organs and limbs in his body, Zhang Xuanchong's movements became more and more swift, his figure continued to move on the ground, and the gust of wind blowing towards him also began to gather, forming a wind tornado centered on him , blowing the clouds above his head to keep moving...

……

Huh~huh~! ! !

"Ok?"

With a groan, the old Taoist slowly opened his eyes.

"Even if it's windy, it's too windy..."

Hearing the voice in his ear, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Glancing at the sky from the window, he found that there were already white edges, and he had no intention of going back to sleep.

call!
The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, then put on his coat, put on his shoes and socks, and opened the door.

"Ok?"

When he opened the door, he was ready to face the wind, but who could tell him what happened to the scene in front of him? ?
Under the gradually whitening sky, a figure moved in the front yard, and the wind was blowing around him, swirling dust and leaves to form a wind column like a tornado!
"This...this is?"

Shouyang opened his eyes unconsciously, looking at everything in front of him, he couldn't help being stunned on the spot.

"Is this right?"

He murmured, this is the highest evaluation he can give, because he doesn't know if there is a 'Tao'...

Not long after, the figure stopped moving, and the pillar of wind slowly dissipated, revealing the figure inside.

And the old Taoist also used this to see clearly who the person inside was. To him, it was only a blink of an eye, and the figure arrived in front of him, which made him take two steps back in shock, but then he stood still and looked towards him. Looking at the figure, he bowed and cupped his hands and said:
"Zhang... Celestial Master!"

"Zhang Tianshi, please forgive Xiaodao's rudeness. I really don't know how to describe your supernatural powers. I can only call you the highest honor of Taoism, Tianshi. Xiaodao begs Zhang Tianshi to enter my Taoism..."

Old Shouyang Daoist's complexion was agitated, and it was even stained with a layer of blood red when he got to the back.

"..."

Zhang Xuanchong frowned as he watched the old Taoist priest's movements in front of him.

But seeing that the other party was still bowing down, a look of helplessness appeared on his face, and he quickly reached out to help him up,

"If you call me with these two words, aren't you afraid that the Taoist ancestral family will make trouble for you?"

After lifting him up, Zhang Xuanchong spread out his hands, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"After all, only the head of your Taoist ancestral court can afford these two words."

"Ha ha……"

The old Taoist priest listened to the word "you" which was specially emphasized, with a few wry smiles on his face, "I'm sorry, Zhang Tian... Master Zhang, I was the one who took the liberty just now."

"Please wait a moment, let me burn three sticks of incense for the Patriarch."

……

The tea room in the Taoist temple.

The old Taoist made a pot of tea and poured a cup for Zhang Xuanchong and himself.

"Is the current situation of Daomen very bad?"

Smelling the fragrance of tea, looking at the wisps of mist lingering in front of his eyes, and the old Daoist opposite, he let out a breath, and said slowly: "Otherwise, you wouldn't have thought of letting me go to the lintel of Zhuang Daomen just now."

"Difference……"

Hearing this, Shouyang's face was filled with bitterness, and he shook his head, "It can't be described as poor."

"I don't know if people like me are Taoist priests in your eyes, or people who work in Taoist temples are Taoist priests, but in the whole Zhuxia, except for those famous mountains, such as Qingcheng, Longhu, Wudang There are still some incense sticks in the temples, building temples, etc., and the rest of the small and medium-sized temples have died out..."

"It's ridiculous to say that Zhuxia's Taoism is not as good as the Taoism in Malay Island."

"How did it happen?"

"The other faction is so powerful that it squeezes our living space. If it weren't for the fact that this temple is in the deep mountains, maybe..."

"You leaders don't care?"

Zhang Xuanchong frowned a little. In his opinion, at least those people in the Taoist sect should consider the middle and lower classes on their side.

But he suddenly remembered what the other party said just now, "Could it be..."

Perhaps because he knew what Zhang Xuanchong wanted to say, the old Taoist said before he finished speaking, "That's right, people like me are not recognized by them."

"The reason why I wanted to invite you to enter the Daoist sect just now is to absorb all people like me, choose a place, and stand for a while."

"Of course, I also have selfish intentions."

But what is the selfishness, the old man did not say it.

But Zhang Xuanchong could see a little bit from the expression on his face, he just wanted him to pass on some true teachings, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only pretend that he didn't find out.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Zhang Xuanchong drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and walked out, but when he reached the door, he paused for a moment, "Just wait for the weather!"

"Let me borrow your Sutra Library, and besides, you don't need to call me for dinner."

Immediately, his figure disappeared.

But in the tea room behind him, a look of excitement suddenly flashed on the face of Shouyang Old Daoist. He saw some hope from Zhang Xuanchong's words, although it was still elusive, but at least there was, right?

……

After leaving the tea room, Zhang Xuanchong turned left and right in the dark, and walked for two or three minutes before arriving at the place where the Taoist scriptures are specially stored in this Taoist temple.

Last night, he asked Sun Xin about the Taoist scriptures in his room, and the other party told him that there were only a small number of Taoist scriptures in the room, so he wanted to enter the scripture storage pavilion.

Squeak~!

After a hoarse rubbing sound, Zhang Xuanchong pushed the unlocked wooden door open.

He stared at the dark room that was invisible to ordinary people, chuckled twice, and then stepped into it.

The place used to store Dao scriptures is not big, only half the size of a classroom, but there are wooden shelves full of them. The wooden shelves are labeled with famous categories, and various Taoist scriptures are placed on the wooden shelves.

"Three flowers on the top, five qi in the chest, and even the so-called inner alchemy, breathing..."

Zhang Xuanchong muttered softly, and then looked at it according to the categories that the old Taoist gave him.

He wanted to try, the efficacy of the panel, and whether he could find something useful to him in it.

As for that sentence just now, hehe~
If one day he needs to gather people, maybe this group of pious old Taoist priests will be good, of course, it is also possible that he can reach the peak without gathering people...

……

"Master, where is Zhang Xuanchong?"

After seven o'clock in the morning, Sun Xin made breakfast, but he didn't see Zhang Xuanchong, so he asked the master next to him.

"He's busy, let's eat first."

The old Taoist subconsciously glanced at the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, and was silent for a few moments.

"Okay."

Sun Xin scooped two bowls of white porridge from the pot, and some pickled vegetables from a side jar, and when they brought them to the table, the two of them started to have breakfast.

The two of them couldn't speak, and it took half an hour to finish a breakfast.

After the meal, Sun Xin looked at the empty place and suddenly asked, "Master, how long will it be before Master and the others come back?"

"This ceremony is quite troublesome. The Master's family has put in enough effort to do it for seven days in a row, and it's only the third day now. What do you think?"

"Hey, I didn't remember it."

He scratched his head with a bit of embarrassment on his face. Master had said it twice, but he still didn't remember it.

The main reason was that he didn't want to cook, and the brother with the best cooking skills in Guanli also went out, and there were only the two of them left, so they couldn't let the old man Master or Zhang Xuanchong do it.

So he thought that his senior uncle and senior brother would come back earlier.

……

Time passed day by day like this.

Zhang Xuanchong got up every morning for a morning exercise, and then went into the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and would not come out until the afternoon or evening, and had a drink with the old Taoist priest, and the two discussed the Tao before falling asleep.

This is true every day.

Although Zhang Xuanchong didn't gain much, just looking at these Taoist scriptures was enough to sublimate his heart. These bitter and difficult words made his heart gradually settle down.

This kind of life continued until the seventh day when he came to the Taoist temple.

On this day, in the afternoon, there was a sudden noise in the quiet Taoist temple.

A group of four or five Taoist priests of different ages carrying large and small bags returned to the Taoist temple.

"Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

Shou Jing looked at his younger brother with surprise in his eyes. He and his younger brother grew up together, but it was because of this that he knew that Shouyang had something to say to him at this time.

A while later, in the tea room, Shou Jing looked at the busy Shou Yang, and said calmly, "Junior Brother, come on, what's the matter?"

"Good thing."

Shouyang Zuo, who had finished his work, went to the opposite side of the senior brother, and smiled lightly, "I have seen the Celestial Master, or in other words, the Celestial Master may not be as good as him."

"what?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Shou Jing's indifferent expression immediately broke his merits, and he stared at his junior brother with wide eyes, "Tell me carefully, what's going on?"

"No way, no way, you will see him tomorrow morning when you get up early."

"you……"

Looking at Shouyang, who was a closet, Shoujing immediately turned on the mode of blowing his beard and staring, but at this moment, there was a sudden noise outside, which made the two of them frown.

"It happened!"

But Shouyang seemed to think of something, "Senior brother, those disciples of yours must have gone to the Buddhist scripture pavilion."

"What's the matter, I went out this time and brought a few Taoist scriptures, and I asked the boss to put them back for me."

Shou Jing was a little confused, but said the truth.

"It's over, it's over..."

As soon as Shouyang heard that it was the other party's grumpy senior disciple, he immediately ran out, fearing that he would have to collect the other party's body if it took a while longer.

"Slow down, what's going on?"

"Oh, the person I'm talking about is in the Sutra Pavilion. According to your big disciple's temperament, it's good if you don't get slapped into cakes by the other party."

When Shou Jing heard this, he couldn't sit still anymore, and immediately ran outside.

On the other side, outside the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Zhang Xuanchong folded his arms and looked at the little Taoist priest who was bending over and squatting.

"How is it? Have you taken it?"

"Dissatisfied!"

The little Taoist blushed, but he still uttered the word dissatisfied.

"I've said it all, I'm a guest of your Uncle Shouyangzi, if you don't believe me you still want to do something, it's very difficult for me."

Zhang Xuanchong said jokingly: If you refuse to accept it, I will not hold back.

"How is it? Little Taoist."

"Humph!"

(End of this chapter)