Zhang Jing nodded, "Okay, I understand."

From this point of view, Monk Wangyou is indeed just a matchmaker, and he will make the specific decision.

However, this is the best.

"Don't look at my face, just speak," Monk Wangyou poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said softly.

Zhang Jing smiled knowingly, that would be even better.

The night was slightly cool, and Zhang Jing kept drinking with Monk Wangyou.

In the end, there was no more wine, and the two began to discuss the truth again.

However, what surprised Zhang Jing was that most of the explanations of Monk Wangyou seemed to be not Buddhist principles, and it seemed more extreme.

However, even so, it still helped Zhang Jing a lot.

On the way out of the southwest, Monk Wangyou once told Zhang Jing a lot.

But at that time, Zhang Jing did not break through to the innate realm, so he could not deeply understand it.

Now that I listen to it again, Zhang Jing has a different understanding.

Similarly, Zhang Jing also helped Monk Wangyou a lot.

After all, it’s a lifetime of memory. If you can’t practice, you can still talk.

There were so many famous sayings in my previous life, and just a few of them would be enough to make Monk Wangyou think for a while.

For example, Bodhi has no trees, and a mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, so where can dust be caused?

Just a few words made Monk Wangyou ponder for a long time and said that Zhang Jing has a Buddhist connection.

Regarding this, Zhang Jing only wants to say that he also knows a few famous sayings from Taoism and Confucianism.

The sun in the sky showed its head slightly, with a hint of light,

The morning was already a little cool for ordinary people, but it was nothing to the two martial arts masters.

"Donor Zhang, goodbye to see you if you are destined to be together," Monk Wangyou stood up and clasped his hands at Zhang Jing.

"Yes," Zhang Jing bowed.

He had a premonition that they would meet again in not much time.

Monk Wangyou nodded, without much courtesy, he directly used his true energy and left Yukong.

With their friendship, there is indeed no need to be too polite.

Zhang Jing kept watching Monk Wangyou leave before he turned around and returned to Shangjing.

Now it was completely bright, so Zhang Jing didn't go home.

Instead, he came to the Imperial City Office.

For a martial arts master like him, not to mention not sleeping all night, even if you exercise at high intensity for three days and three nights, it is not a big problem.

After all, what he is most proud of is lasting!

For several days, Zhang Jing did not wait for the person that Monk Wangyou said to come to see him.

Zhang Jing has no impatient for this.

It was still as usual, traveling back and forth between the Imperial City and Zhangfu from two points to one line.

In the past few days, Jiang Xin broke through the middle stage of the second-rate realm, and the other personnel brought back from the southwest also broke through the realm.

Now the lowest level under his command is the third-rate realm.

However, Zhang Jing had nothing to be happy about.

After all, the Martial Guards in Shangjing City are at the lowest level of strength.

In comparison, it just reached the passing line.

............

At night, Zhang Jing finished his practice and was about to return to the room to rest.

"Squeak."

Pushing the door of the room open, Zhang Jing was alert.

Slowly closed the door again.

"Monkey Wangyou," a voice came from the room.

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes and said to himself: "It seems that the person that Monk Wangyou mentioned is here."

When he opened the door just now, Zhang Jing noticed something was wrong, so he thought of closing the door.

"call."

Candlelight lit up in the room.

Zhang Jing pushed open the door again, and the one who reflected Zhang Jing's eyes was a Taoist.

The Taoist man was wearing a simple Taoist robe and had a bun on his head.

He has a slightly gray beard on his face and a square face.

It can be vaguely seen that his handsome face when he was young.

"Who are you?" Zhang Jing asked with his hands down.

"I am not alive," the Taoist shook the whisk and bowed to Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing's eyes shrank slightly, and he naturally had heard of this name.

Sixteenth place on Earth, the Taoist Wusheng!

It is rumored that a casual cultivator had no place to live, but unexpectedly, he was friends with Monk Wangyou.

"See Taoist Master," Zhang Jing nodded, then sat down in front of him.

"I wonder what kind of help I want to help?" Zhang Jing asked directly.

Taoist Wusheng pondered for a while and whispered: "I want some dragon energy from Dongqi."

"What is dragon energy?" Zhang Jing frowned slightly.

This is the first time he has heard this name. Could it be that he has read so many classics or is ignorant?

Or, the classics he read were not of sufficient level.

"It is the dragon vein energy of the Dongqi Kingdom. I have some use, so I want to trouble Lord Zhang to help me," Taoist Wusheng said softly.

"What's the purpose?" Zhang Jing asked with his eyes narrowed.

Taoist Wusheng exhaled a slight breath of turbid air and said slowly:

"The deadline for me is approaching, so I want to use the dragon energy to break through the golden elixir."

"Can dragon energy break through the golden elixir?" Zhang Jing was a little disbelief. If the dragon energy could help people break through the realm, then the Zhenwusi would not have only four commanders.

I am afraid that the masters in the world will not care about the title of the court's hawks and dogs, and they all join the court in order to seek dragon spirit.

"Others can't, but I can," Taoist Wusheng seemed to have a lot of confidence in his eyes.

"How to get the dragon energy?"

"According to my estimate, March is the day after which the Emperor of Dongqi worships his ancestors. At that time, you can put this thing in the Dongqi ancestral temple for half a quarter of an hour," said Taoist Wusheng, who took out a gray bead and put it in front of Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes and wondered whether he should respond to this matter.

If this is caught, Zhang Jing will undoubtedly die.

"This matter is too dangerous, so the Taoist priest should take another opportunity,"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jing finally rejected Taoist Wusheng.

There is no need to spend your life with such a little resource of cultivation.

"I know that Lord Zhang's concerns are held every ten years apart, and it has only been three years since the last one. As for this year's ancestor worship ceremony, this year's ancestor worship ceremony is just a formality,"

"There will be no danger. Moreover, I heard that Lord Zhang had obtained Huang Jiugong's Dragon Subduing Palm. If the secret technique is used to combine the dragon energy with the Dragon Subduing Palm, the power will increase greatly. Just so happen that I have that secret technique in my hand."

Taoist Wusheng looked at Zhang Jing with a bright look.

"Besides, when this bead absorbs the dragon energy, there is no movement, so Lord Zhang can rest assured."

Zhang Jing's eyeballs turned slightly. According to the classics recorded in Zhenwusi, it was indeed as said by this Taoist Wusheng, and it was held every ten years apart.

In addition to what he said about enhancing the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm, Zhang Jing was also a little moved.

"Talk about the conditions," Zhang Jing whispered.

Seeing Zhang Jing finally agreed, a hint of joy flashed across Taoist Wusheng's face.

You know, his hope for breaking through the golden elixir is all above the dragon energy.

If Zhang Jing doesn't agree, he really doesn't know what to do.

Forced to break?
To be continued...