I have a long pupil

Chapter 59

"Report! The thieves have been executed!"

"Drag it out!"

"Go and call for a doctor, there are still many wounded..."

Inside the Tongzheng Square, there was a lot of noise.

It was past noon at this time, the cloud had cleared, and the autumn sun shone, gradually dispelling the chill.

The mood of the soldiers is also like this weather.

The thieves were killed and injured, although there were many casualties, but it was not their turn, and the rain was finally over.

The day after tomorrow is the Autumn Stove Festival. Many squares and cities have temple fairs. If you have free time, you can go with your family to play...

On the dense tree canopy in the distance, Zhang Biao stood and watched.

The corpses of the monks were dragged out, especially the monk Xinjian, who turned into a gourd of blood, his face was black, bound with iron chains, and iron sticks pierced the acupuncture points and the sea of ​​​​qi...

Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Guo An really wiped out Lianhuazong.

The opponent has the wood lotus mist magic weapon, which can be regarded as an advantage in the tunnel, and is familiar with the terrain, even if there are few people.

Look at the rotting corpses...

Could it be that the skeleton camp was alarmed?

In any case, the heart sees the monk is over.

Those ghost-headed iron sticks are six-door torture tools, designed to break the Qihai acupoints, no matter how strong a monk is, he will become a waste if he loses his true energy.

Falling into the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is worse than death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head, jumped onto the wall of the square, then turned out of the dark alley and disappeared into the crowd...

…………

Huaizhen Square, Chongyang Temple.

"Everyone, please be careful..."

Seeing the piles of ancient books being loaded into the carriage, the old Taoist Xuancheng felt distressed, and told the porters: "These ancient books are not young, and if they are broken, they will never be retrieved."

Zhang Biao smiled and said, "Master Xuancheng, don't you care about these things?"

He left from Tongzhengfang, seeing that it was still early, he stopped by Huaizhenfang to bring back the classics of Chongyang Temple to sort out.

Xuancheng old Taoist stroked his beard and shook his head: "Thanks to the benefactor, the money is enough to last for a while, and the old Taoist must save something for his apprentices."

"When the environment changes, the idea will change accordingly. Eternity is the way, and change is also the way. The old way is just letting nature take its course."

"Well let it be..."

Zhang Biao nodded if he realized something.

The world changed drastically, and so did his fate.

These days, although I have the opportunity to formally step into the ranks of monks, I always feel helpless and helpless as I am being pushed away.

Perhaps, it is because I have not adapted to the current situation.

The world is renewed and everything changes.

Like the raging waves of the river and sea, in front of this mysterious and unknown world of practice, in front of the era of great changes, he is just a small ant, trying to control his surroundings is just a joke.

Those ancient monks, why not?
That being the case, they simply rushed into the unknown ocean, danced with the storm, and explored further places.

Perhaps this is the monk's state of mind.

After thinking this through, Zhang Biao felt the haze in his heart dissipate. He looked at the lofty autumn sun and laughed:
"Let's go, whip!"

The donkey shook his head, bells jingled, and pulled the cart through Zhengyang Street, and returned to Anzhenfang not long after.

Zhang Biao moved out several tables from his home, spread straw mats, spread out the books one by one to dry, and then began to boil medicine and practice.

He consumed a lot last night, and when he replenished his energy, he made a pot of tea and checked them one by one.

"Dongxuan Jing", the name is grand enough, but it is only written by a Taoist in this dynasty, and the words are clouded, but in fact it is all fantasy...

"Three Essays on Cangyuan", this age is long enough, it is a classic of the great cause of the previous dynasty, but it is not unusual for it to be rotten and rotten by moths and rats...

"Chongshan Emperor Yuanwen", a mess...

"Taishi Neijing", this is a bit interesting, it talks about Taoist medicine, which has an ancient origin and is widely spread.

Although it is not a monk's cheat book, he will inevitably learn more about it when he brews medicine and alchemy in the future...

With the help of the eyes of spiritual vision, coupled with the experience gained from exploration, Zhang Biao's selection speed is getting faster and faster.

As dusk approached, a book caught his attention.

This classic is called "The Legend of You Xian".

Different from other books, this is a roll of bamboo slips. I don't know when it came from. The bamboo slips have been mottled and almost decayed, and the leather rope is about to fall apart.

It stands to reason that it should not be written by monks.

But the font on it is somewhat similar to the few secret books handed down by his family.

Without further ado, Zhang Biao activated the eyes of spiritual vision.

Ancient Bamboo Slips (Fan)

1. This is a letter from ancient times, which has been mottled and decayed after vicissitudes of life. It is called "The Legend of Youxian", and it is one of the volumes.

2. The patriarch of Chongyang Temple once traveled around with a monk, treated him with respect as a teacher, watched his words and deeds, and wrote this book.

3. Above, hidden ancient secrets...

found it!
Zhang Biao regained his spirits immediately.

He rummaged through the remaining classics, and sure enough, he found a few more volumes of "The Legend of the Immortals", arranged in order, and a few volumes were missing, but it was also a surprising discovery.

After careful cleaning, Zhang Biao re-transcribed with a brush while identifying the handwriting.

This "Tale of the Immortals" is described in the form of dialogue, and Zhang Biao's spirit was lifted at the beginning.

I have been seeking Taoism for ten years, and finally met a true cultivator. He is heroic, unconventional, and eliminates demons everywhere. His Taoist name is Tu Lingzi, and he is known as Sanyang Celestial Master.

Asked the celestial master and said: I heard that the ancients really practiced, eating clouds and breathing out fog, and the Taoism is profound. Today's people, it is difficult to achieve magic, is it different in the world?People will lose it?
The Heavenly Master said: Yin and Yang change, and the Dao is hard to violate...

Seeing this, Zhang Biao already understood.

The Chongyang Temple is not from the Xuanyang lineage, but its ancestor met the senior brother Tu in the Dharma-ending era.

In that era, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth disappeared, the path of monks was interrupted, and although the demons and ghosts became weaker, they became more ferocious, frantically devouring the essence and blood of mortals to maintain it.

A picture seemed to appear in Zhang Biao's mind:
In the chaotic world of the end of the law, a man with a long beard like a halberd and a bamboo armor with a long sword walks in all directions, slaying demons and demons, emitting the last light in the darkness.

Another young Taoist stumbled and followed, recording all this...

Zhang Biao read and wrote, his eyes became serious.

According to what Tu Lingzi said, Xuanyang's lineage withered, and after his junior brother died, he was the only one left.

Perhaps it was a lonely man in the sea, looking around in a daze, but this Tu Lingzi did not hide anything, and revealed many things.

In an even older era, sects in the world prospered, controlling dynasties, large and small, and creating a glorious and prosperous age.

All sects are divided into inner and outer sects.

The inner sect is full of talented people who focus on cultivation.

The outer sect has no hope of becoming enlightened, more involved in the secular world, controlling the dynasties of the world, gathering resources and talents for the sect.

In the Dharma-ending era, it was predicted a long time ago that the inner sect disappeared overnight, leaving only the outer sect disciples to maintain the stability of the world.

Judging from what he meant, the Xuanyang lineage has undergone major changes, and it is also related to this dharma-ending era, so the population is thin.

There are also some inheritances, relying on special methods, still under the control of inner sects, living in seclusion and practicing, waiting for the opportunity...

This should be the reason why Lotus Sect and Xuandu Temple have been passed down to this day.

Zhang Biao thought of those mad monks of the Lotus Sect.

The Dharma at the end of the millennium has been passed down endlessly, and it has been lurking in Yujing City for a hundred years, and it has been managed by generations of monks.

what kind of power
Can make them so pious?

From then on, Tu Lingzi would keep his mouth shut about the secrets of many monks in the Dharma-ending Era, and would not reveal any more.

But from the dialogue, he can feel his resentment and desolation.

What happened in that era?
Strong curiosity arose in Zhang Biao's heart.

Is the end of the Dharma coming,

Is it human?
Although Tu Lingzi didn't tell the story of the ancient times, Zhang Biao also discovered many secrets through the records of the ancestor Xuanyang Temple.

The Xuanyang Meridian and the Three Yang Meridians are just Qi refining methods.

They should be a combination of eating and refining methods.

By taking food, practice Sanyang True Fire.

Not only that, but they are also weapon cultivators. They practice a flying sword and a bamboo armor. Through these two magical weapons, they can display the might of the Three Suns True Fire, and their combat power is very powerful.

I see……

Zhang Biao suddenly realized.

He could clearly feel the strength of the Sanyang True Fire, but it only burned on the top of his head and shoulders.

Enough protection, but difficult to kill the enemy.

It turns out that it needs magic weapon assistance...

In "The Legend of the Immortals", of course there is no record of these two methods of refining the magic weapon, but Tu Lingzi's experience of subjugating demons and eliminating demons is also a valuable asset.

Even recorded the weakness of many demons and ghosts.

Zhang Biao looked excited, and before night fell, he went back to the room, lit the lamp and continued to transcribe.

In the dark, the candles in the hut are dimly lit...

…………

Imperial City, Qionghua Palace.

Candles are brightly lit in the hall, and sandalwood is lingering.

Guo An was silent and stood quietly.

After a long time, an old sneer came from above the throne, "The world has changed dramatically, so that's how it is."

"Those sects want to regain control of the world, want my country to be torn apart?!"

(End of this chapter)