Taoist Master: I have a strange world

Chapter 111 The appearance of a Taoist, the reality of the saint

Zhang Ling's eyes went dark, and then the light and shadow changed, and he disappeared into the cave in the mountain.

Instead, it's in the real world.

"It's been a long time since I left. I don't know if there will be any problems."

Zhang Ling realized this and immediately went to find his mobile phone, then charged it and turned it on.

Not long after, the screen of the mobile phone lit up, and the signal was connected at the same time, followed by bursts of 'didi-didi' pop-up sounds.

Messages from various software such as WeChat and news apps popped up all of a sudden.

Zhang Ling took a quick look and found that the most common message was his own message.

In addition, there are many WeChat.

My brother-in-law alone received many messages of greetings and received many phone calls.

Hearing this, Zhang Ling couldn't laugh or cry, and understood that his uncle had some misunderstandings.

Apparently, Zhang Ling emphasized several times on the phone that he had built something, which made his uncle unable to hold back and came over directly.

Just like the old temple master didn't mention it after receiving the Sanqing Divine Mirror before, Zhang Ling will do the same.

When my uncle entered the temple, the first thing he did was to carefully look up and down at Zhang Ling.

"Xiaoling, I'm here!"

Every practice now is a bit of accumulation and progress.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling quickly called back.

But the problem is... Zhang Ling doesn't have much money now.

However, my uncle expressed doubts about what Zhang Ling said about ‘going to the mountains to practice’.

Of course, Zhang Ling has also thought about how to control this speed. He can only show it slightly, not too much.

After buying another batch of grain, the price has almost bottomed out.

As far as food is concerned, it is easy to obtain in modern times. All you have to do is spend money.

Zhang Ling quickly put aside these thoughts and began to do the homework of a Taoist priest in the Sanqing Hall.

In modern times, with some money, it is easier for Zhang Ling to do some things.

Without showing something special, he would not be able to stand out among the real Taoists and then teach him all the way up.

It is best to spread the information only within a small area and do not leak the information to higher levels.

After all, my uncle is also a Taoist priest.

Revealing a few things to my uncle is just the beginning.

Zhang Ling revealed some.

This is also the first to take a preventive shot, otherwise Zhang Ling will disappear for a long time in the future without any explanation.

Zhang Ling talked on the phone for a long time before his uncle felt relieved.

"When we return to another world, we can try to get some hard currency, some gold or something."

"You can come to me tomorrow and find out."

"Hello? Uncle, I have gone to the mountains to practice practice these days. Yes, don't worry about me."

But... after understanding that there is a mysterious power in teaching in reality, Zhang Ling wanted to do something.

On the phone, seeing how serious Zhang Ling was, my uncle couldn't help but ask: "Are you serious or not, what you said is so mysterious?"

Vaguely revealing something special about yourself is a start.

I was still cautious before, but now as my strength improves, I can try this way.

Zhang Ling hung up the phone and began to think about how to get more food.

It was my uncle's call, and the other party had already arrived at Qingxin Guanwai.

Zhang Ling came up with this idea. He currently knows that cinnabar is quite precious in other worlds, but he has never changed it.

Now, there are tens of thousands of people in Qingyun Mountain who have just arrived in the mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are short of food and clothing.

Practice every day in the morning, noon and evening.

Zhang Ling promised to solve these problems for them.

He was not prepared to tell anything about the situation in the other world because there was no need to disturb his uncle's peaceful life.

As long as he can return to reality, as long as he is in the Taoist temple, Zhang Ling will not miss his homework.

At the end of the phone call, my uncle also asked: "You should take it easy, you are considered a small internet celebrity now, don't go in because of something, it's not a big deal if you lose contact for ten and a half months, spread it out and let others know. Doesn’t this discredit our group?”

Zhang Ling went over and opened the door of the Taoist temple that had been closed for a long time, and welcomed his uncle in.

Just after Zhang Ling finished his homework, his cell phone rang.

"Don't worry, I'm focusing on my practice now, and I feel like I've developed some skills. There won't be any danger."

"It's really not because of this kind of thing. It's because I feel a little bit better in practice. I've become a little superman. Otherwise, how could I even outrun foreign black athletes before?"

As he looked around, a look of surprise appeared in the uncle's eyes: "Xiaoling, have you changed so much?"

In my uncle's opinion, Zhang Ling's appearance at this moment is still the same as before.

But if you look closely, there are many subtle changes.

With the same facial features, Zhang Ling's eyes are clear and lively at this moment, his eyebrows are well defined without any clutter, his forehead is plump and his cheeks are round. It is no exaggeration to say that his hair is as black as black paint and his face is like a crown of jade.

This change is in line with some Taoist sayings about changes after successful cultivation.

"It should be brought about by practice." Zhang Ling answered naturally. Every time he made progress in practice, he could detect changes in himself.

As the refining of Qi gradually progressed, his whole body was full of energy.

The mana in the body circulates time and time again, which makes Zhang Ling's body change a little bit more, so he has changed from an ordinary person to the 'little superman' he is now.

Hearing this, my uncle couldn't believe it, and he couldn't help but asked in shock: "Are you really successful in practice?"

"It can't be considered as a successful practice. It's just a beginning. Once a ray of magic power is generated, the body will naturally change a lot."

Zhang Ling thought about it and said the words he had thought of in advance. He can't say that he has refined his Qi to a point where he is close to perfection, even if he can control the wind and rain to a certain extent.

It would be too shocking to say such a thing, so Zhang Ling lowered his temper a lot before saying it.

Even so, my uncle couldn't believe it: "I have been a Taoist priest for so many years, and it's not like I have never seen an expert."

"But I have only heard of some experts who can be in harmony with nature. The most amazing thing is to be in the company of wild beasts in the mountains, or to feel a little angry, and to have some ideas."

"But I've never heard of someone with magic power."

The uncle said with emotion. He looked at Zhang Ling with some expectation and some disbelief in his eyes: "Can you prove it?"

Zhang Ling saw his uncle's eyes with vague expectation.

It’s no wonder, who wouldn’t be a little curious after knowing about extraordinary things?
  What's more, my brother-in-law is also a Taoist. Even if he is polished by the secular world, he can't polish off his heart of seeking Taoism.

Almost all people in Taoism are like this, so there are some real "masters of Taoism" who are admired and respected throughout Taoism.

However, as my uncle said, there are indeed some supernatural beings in the real world, but they are not otherworldly.

To put it bluntly, it is difficult to cultivate magic power, and you can only strengthen your spiritual realm.

"How to prove it?"

Zhang Ling pondered for a moment, but he was thinking about how to prove it without being too exaggerated, but still achieve the effect of proof.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Ling had an idea in his mind.

"How about this."

Zhang Ling raised his hand, took out a blank piece of talisman paper, and waved it gently.

The talisman immediately hung in the air, as if being held by Zhang Ling's hand, but there was no contact at all.

"magic?"

The uncle was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and found that there were no invisible magic threads on the top and bottom of the talisman.

"What about this?"

With a slight movement of Zhang Ling's strength, the talisman paper immediately caught fire and burned, but in just a moment, it turned into ashes.

Zhang Ling did this very easily.

Because there are already two clouds of "wind" and "fire" in his mana, so when he uses it, he merges the two clouds with his mana and achieves this.

That alone is not enough.

Zhang Ling opened his hand, and the ashes of the talisman slowly rotated in his palm.

Under the distribution of ashes, Zhang Ling's heart held an obvious small whirlwind in it.

"This……"

The uncle couldn't help but widen his eyes and didn't say what kind of magic it was.

Even magic requires common sense and science.

The scene Zhang Ling performed was not in line with common sense and science at all.

"Or this."

Zhang Ling put away his palm, and the whirlwind inside suddenly stopped.

Zhang Ling grabbed his uncle's arm.

Wow!
  The uncle felt that the world was spinning, his eyes were blurred, and his figure was light.

When he recovered again, he was already standing on the wall of the Taoist temple.

Beside him, Zhang Ling was holding his arm and asked, "Uncle, is this enough proof?"

With that said, Zhang Ling gave a slight push and pushed his uncle down from the two-meter wall.

"what!"

The uncle only had time to let out half a scream before it stopped abruptly, because he felt a supporting force before he fell to the ground.

Looking down, there was nothing at all, just the invisible wind lifting him up.

"I rely on!"

The uncle couldn't help but uttered a curse word.

Zhang Ling had already jumped down from the wall, straightened his uncle's body, and said with a smile: "Can you prove it now?"

"Yes! That's great!"

The uncle was extremely shocked. He looked at Zhang Ling and couldn't help but said: "You are not an ordinary person. Are you secretly trying to become an immortal behind my back?"

"Cultivating immortals is far from enough. This is all I can do for the time being."

Zhang Ling's expression remained unchanged, but he limited his uniqueness to this point and said:

"Now I'm also afraid of knives and guns, but I'm just a little bit more familiar with it."

Zhang Ling's humble words did not dissuade my uncle.

After being shocked, my uncle said excitedly: "Xiao Ling, how did you achieve this? Can you teach it to me?"

"No, at least not for the time being."

Zhang Ling shook his head. Whether it was the existence of the Sanqing Divine Mirror or the existence of another world, he could not reveal it now.

Of course, if Zhang Ling really had a chance to become an immortal with the help of another world, Zhang Ling would not shy away from it.

Even if it comes to "one person becomes an immortal, the whole family ascends to heaven" is not an exaggeration.

"Okay, I know this kind of thing can't be taught."

The uncle didn't hesitate, but shook his head with regret.

But he was still excited immediately: "I didn't expect that our family would also have a capable person who is a true cultivator and has real abilities."

"Brother-in-law, I will take advantage of you from now on!"

　I wrote three thousand words in almost one night, and left the other three thousand words to be written during the day.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)