The world of Taoism

Chapter 121 Selling Knives on a Rainy Night (Tomorrow)
Boom!

The two azure blue bridges merged into one, merged into one, and became a bigger bridge.

After doing all this, Zhou Xuan was exhausted.

The golden scriptures are dim and seem to have exhausted their strength.

"We can't be so tough in the future." Zhou Xuan let out a breath.

The behavior just now is extremely dangerous, as long as one wrong step, you will step into a situation of eternal doom.

The combination of bridges is very dangerous, after all, it is a forceful combination with one's own strength

Just being like this consumes a lot of mind, not to mention the magic dye that may happen anytime and anywhere.

If it wasn't for the blessing of the scriptures, I'm afraid I would be out of my wits on the spot.

Since the Oneness Bridge is so difficult, how can others succeed without the scriptures?

In fact, the elders and masters already have a solution. Through external objects, the bridges are combined into one.

A bridge is the connection between man and heaven and earth.

Once broken, at least the mind will be severely injured, resulting in demon contamination; at worst, the body and spirit will be backlashed and collapsed.

So we must choose foreign objects to help.

First of all, one piece of each from the most yang to the yin, and a prescription to calm the mind and strengthen the body.

Things from the most yang to the yin reconcile yin and yang, and the prescription strengthens itself.

Only by taking both inside and outside into consideration can the chances of a breakthrough be greatly enhanced.

In addition to these, the inheritance of the spell itself is also required.

After the addition of foreign objects, coupled with inheritance, the chance of breakthrough will be greatly increased.

This is the importance of spell inheritance. In addition to resisting the magic, it is more for the next level.

There is only one bridge after the usual bridges are united, but Zhou Xuan should have two.

After uniting one, there is still the secret method of repelling rats.

So Zhou Xuan only needs to combine this magic bridge into one.

Then stand on the bridge, the node that connects heaven, earth and people, to comprehend, and you can successfully break through the state of concentration.

However, there must be dangers in it. After all, very few people practice two inheritances, which will cause very violent conflicts.

Zhou Xuan also had conflicts at the beginning, but after receiving the Duren Jing, it was stabilized smoothly.

"The prescription materials are all available, but it is very difficult to find the most yang and yin." Zhou Xuan thought in his heart.

The prescription and what materials are needed are given by the White Crane God, and Zhou Xuan only needs to follow the steps.

"Things of the most yang can strike jujube wood with lightning." Zhou Xuan thought in his heart.

Thunder is the strongest force in the world.

The Lightning Strike Wood contains a trace of lightning power, which is enough to be called the most yang thing.

The wood must be struck by natural lightning, and the lightning power contained in the lightning method is still too small compared to natural lightning.

"The most yin thing... that's right! The Jingtian Division of Wannian County has princely shrouds." Zhou Xuan's heart skipped a beat.

The shroud of princes is actually the clothes worn by princes when they are buried.

The tombs of princes and marquises are different from ordinary people, and have extremely high requirements for Feng Shui.

Coupled with the prince's fate and wealth, the shroud is naturally extraordinary.

It can't be called such a precious object, but it is more than enough to be used as a most yin object.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan hurried back to the room and asked Uncle Zhang to bring over the shroud.

Since Zhou Xuan was transferred to Jiangnan County, Wannian County has not changed its owner.

Zhou Xuan is also nominally the owner of Wannian County Jingtian Division, and is also in charge of some affairs of Wannian County.

It happens once every two or three years in ordinary counties, and a few times a year in larger ones. The manpower in Jiangnan County is actually enough.

Too large an organization can be detrimental.

On the same day, Yun Tianming came over to promote Zhou Xuan to the rank of inspector captain, the same level as Fu Jian and others.

Zhou Xuan refused, and there were more miscellaneous tasks for promotion, which instead affected his cultivation.

thump thump...

A black dove flew from the sky,

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Zhou Xuan was about to write to Zhang Bo, but Zhang Bo sent the news instead.

But the pigeon that carries the news is very strange.

Jing Tiansi's usual pigeons are all white, Zhou Xuan has never seen a black pigeon.

When Zhou Xuan saw the content on the paper, his expression gradually turned serious.

The news from Uncle Zhang is very simple, telling what happened in Wannian County during this period.

Most of them are small things in daily life, as well as greetings to Zhou Xuan.

But Zhou Xuan is very familiar with Zhang Bo, this person will not send these things to himself.

Sure enough, after a short look, Zhou Xuan immediately discovered the problem.

Zhang Bo's writing is very ordinary at first glance, but if you look at it in a certain order, it is a different kind of writing.

It probably meant that he would not live long, and suddenly remembered something, which made Zhou Xuan come quickly.

Zhang Bo's tone was very anxious, and his handwriting was a little messy.

"Uncle Zhang is dead?" Zhou Xuan asked in surprise.

Judging from the handwriting, it is indeed Zhang Bo's handwriting
.

Zhang Bo's handwriting is very characteristic, and he likes to pause heavily at the last stroke of his words.

So Zhou Xuan easily recognized Zhang Bo's handwriting.

"Why in such a covert way?"

Zhou Xuan became more and more puzzled, usually sending news in such a concealed way was nothing more than worrying about something.

The missing white pigeon is something unique to Jing Tiansi, and it will never stay in the hands of outsiders.

Only the top management of Jingtian Division can intercept it.

Could it be that Uncle Zhang is worried about Jing Tiansi's top management?

Marshal?
The marshal hasn't shown up for three months, and Yun Tianming is considering whether to expel him.

There is no permission to intercept at all.

Is it someone else?

Zhou Xuansi thought about it, but he didn't have any clue.

But what is certain is that Zhang Bo must be dying, and remembered something important.

It is said that Zhang Bo was also a master of the party back then, because Mo Ran killed his family members, so he has been reduced to this day.

Could it be that there was something hidden back then?
Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan decided to set off at night tonight.

By the way, he went to get the shroud, and Zhang Bo faintly revealed that it was related to him, so Zhou Xuan had to treat it with caution.

It's best to go out when there is no one around, this time Zhou Xuan didn't plan to bring anyone along, so as not to attract too many people's attention.

Or leave a letter, and let them come over on Monday after I leave.

That way no one will find out they've left long ago.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan put on Chunyu and Leigong masks, and put the mouse into his sleeve.

Zhou Xuan rode on an ordinary horse and left immediately.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain lightly.

Zhou Xuan wore a pitch-black cloak and set off through the rain.

I forgot to bring an umbrella, but a knife is enough.

Zhang Bo's tone was urgent, as if he knew some important secret.

Of course, I haven't seen Uncle Zhang for several months, maybe he has been bribed.

Zhou Xuan had to pay attention to this.

However, a breakthrough in cultivation is imminent.

Even if it is not to visit the deceased, the shroud must be brought back.

If you miss this thing, I'm afraid you will have to look for it for several months.

Time must not be lost.

Zhou Xuan did not choose the more convenient official road, but a super-shortcut, taking the small road in Wutou County.

The weather is not beautiful, the rain is getting heavier.

Zhou Xuan was going to find an inn to stay and wait until the rain became lighter before setting off.

At this time, a figure appeared under the big tree in front of him.

This person was wearing a broken bamboo hat, and his clothes were ragged. The rain fell down the bamboo hat and wet his clothes.

A long knife was hung around his neck, despite the wind and rain, this man's bamboo stick and straw shoes remained motionless, like a sculpture.

Howling!
Zhou Xuan reined in his horse and stopped beside this person, and asked, "What's the matter with the hero?"

"Sell knives!"

"Twelve!"

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(I will give a charter for the shelves later. Writing this kind of book requires a lot of literature review, and writing a book is not easy. I hope everyone will support the original version, and it will be regarded as hard work for the author.)
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