"Senior, do you have any grudge against the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain?"

At the foot of Longhu Mountain, in the hotel, Wang Zi opened his eyes and pondered for a day, but still couldn't figure it out: "Is the Tianshi Mansion Tianshi... powerful?"

Last night, the senior met him in a dream and asked him to repair Zhang Daoyi severely.

This made him very strange and difficult to understand.

What kind of strength is the Celestial Master of the Tianshi Mansion who can make the seniors who meet him in his dream name him and ask him to beat him severely?

Why don’t you, senior, go beat up the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master’s Mansion yourself?

Not strong enough?

So...am I strong enough?

Wang Zi became a little unconfident: "What if I get beaten?"

The mystery of Tianshi Mansion is far more profound than that of Mount Song.

Taoism is inherently mysterious, and in novels and TV series, Longhu Mountain is even more mysterious.

Wang Zi doesn't know much about Longhushan Zhengyi. The Maoshan sect is the one Wang Zi is most familiar with, and the Tianshi Mansion is the most mysterious.

"If you're going to get beaten, just get beaten..."

Wang Zi stood up and said: "I also have to have some confidence in my senior. The Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain should be an old man. He is afraid of young people. Can I attack him then?"

This is the request of the senior. Wang Zi believes that if he repairs the Tianshi Mansion, the senior will not treat him badly.

...

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun sits cross-legged on a futon, holding a fishing rod in his hand

Above Longhu Mountain, a fishhook passed over Zhengyiguan.

"Huh?"

As soon as the fishhook stopped, Zhang Qingyun was a little surprised.

In a courtyard, Zhang Daoyi was performing a set of boxing techniques with great enthusiasm. His footwork was strange, and his punches and kicks were quite powerful.

"This guy does have some talent in martial arts... This combination of boxing and kicking is quite masterful."

This was beyond Zhang Qingyun's expectation, but there was some regret in his eyes: "It's a pity... you are a Taoist. Instead of studying the talismans and seals, you think about boxing and kicking skills... No matter how mysterious your skills are, I can only deduce them."

Boxing skills are much more powerful than yours."

After practicing a set of boxing skills, Zhang Dao didn't look red or out of breath.

But a young woman, although wearing a Taoist robe, has a graceful figure and a soft appearance. She holds a towel in her hand and helps Zhang Daoyi wipe his sweat: "It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

Zhang Daoyi chuckled and grabbed the Taoist nun's hand: "I'm afraid you will have to stay in the boudoir tonight. I will accept the challenge tomorrow, so I can't slack off."

The Taoist nun nodded with a smile on her face: "You can definitely do it!"

Zhang Dao nodded, turned around and hugged the Taoist nun: "Can I still do it? Don't you know whether I can do it?"

The woman struggled away, her brows full of charm, she rolled her eyes at Zhang Daoyi and turned around and entered the house.

Zhang Daoyi seemed to have the urge to act.

Zhang Daoyi stretched out his hand to smell the lingering fragrance: "Is immortality so good? Isn't it happier than a god to have a beautiful woman in your arms?"

Zhang Qingyun: "You are so stupid..."

"With a wife like this, you can never enter the second world."

Refining Qi is one's own essence. Zhang Dao is not a child at all. Zhang Qingyun helped Zhang Dao enter Taoism. As long as Zhang Dao perseveres and practices for a long time, he may become a Taoist in the seventh or eighth heaven of Qi refining in this life.

The ascetics of the seventh and eighth heavens are no longer considered weak.

Zhang Daoyi happened to have a daughter-in-law...and she was quite beautiful.

It’s hard for a normal man to take such a beautiful wife as nothing, just keep practicing: "This guy...has no chance."

Zhang Qingyun controls the fishhook and is about to leave. This fool has no talent for cultivation, no perseverance, no perseverance, and is addicted to women. This is not the point.

The point is...

This wave of dog food made him greedy: "This guy is very lucky."

As soon as Zhang Dao entered the house, he brought out a piece of ice.

Then...

The ice cube was placed on the stone table, his lower abdomen was pressed against it, he closed his eyes and began to practice.

The ice melted, and Zhang Daoyi's trousers and robe began to drip with water: "Could this be what Yang Qi said, the Celestial Master peed his pants?"

"This can offset the liver fire caused by the exercises when practicing, but unfortunately, without tempering the Dantian with liver fire and purifying the true energy, the second heaven cannot be broken through..."

This product is useless!

Zhang Qingyun controlled the fishhook and entered the small courtyard where Yang Qi was.

...

The next day, Zhang Qingyun opened his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth: "Everything is under Pindao's control!"

This feeling of stirring up the storm is so refreshing!

After washing up, Zhang Qingyun did his morning lessons, opened the door of the Taoist temple and walked out.

When I came back, I was carrying some fruits and melon seeds in my hands.

Taking down the wilted fruits on the offering table, Zhang Qingyun placed new fruits: "I didn't have money before, and every time I offered fruits, they would be replaced after they were wilted. Grandmaster, don't be angry, now I have money."

Now, there are new fruits every day.”

Respecting ancestors is a virtue!

People who are not respected by their ancestors definitely do not have good character.

Those who forget their ancestors are those who forget their ancestors, such as women who wear matching clothes when shopping...

The previous single fee (salary) was just that much. If all the expenses were removed, it would not be sustainable at all. I would replace it with fresh fruit.

After changing the fruit, Zhang Qingyun kowtowed three times seriously, then got up and left the shrine, and cut a watermelon: "As a melon-eater, there is no meaning without melons..."

Not only watermelon, but also cantaloupe.

After cutting two plates, Zhang Qingyun moved a table and placed it next to the recliner, and put another plate of melon seeds on it: "Tsk tsk... All the necessary weapons for melon-eating people are here."

Lying on the recliner, Zhang Qingyun faced the void, as if playing a movie, and a big screen appeared. The picture quality was super good, as if he was immersed in the scene. A big screen hung in the air, showing mountains, rivers, and figures.

, all can be seen clearly.

This is the talisman that Zhang Qingyun researched for several days, and Zhang Qingyun named it - the eye-inserting talisman.

A talisman hangs in the air, and all things in the world appear before your eyes.

It has a more three-dimensional feel than 3D movies, which Zhang Qingyun is quite satisfied with.

In the picture, Wang Zi is wearing a Tang suit, walking towards Zhengyiguan step by step, step by step.

There are many Internet celebrities and even reporters here at Zhengyiguan today.

There were also many people who liked the excitement and crowded Zhengyiguan.

Every time Wang Zi stepped onto a step, his aura condensed. When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, his aura was awe-inspiring. Wang Zi's entire temperament had already changed at this moment.

Calm, calm, confident, strong...

This is condensation!

"Little guy, you really have gathered momentum... Invincible momentum!"

This momentum is both mysterious and simple, but it is not easy to understand.

This is the self-confidence generated by Wang Zi's victory over his opponents in several consecutive challenges. As the saying goes, momentum comes from the heart. The more confident you are, the more condensed your momentum will be, and the stronger your momentum will be.

When Wang Zi arrived in front of Zhengyiguan's gate, his momentum had reached its peak.

Wang Zi clasped his hands behind his back, and as he looked at the crowd of people surrounding him, he felt a force pushing them to get out of the way.

It was very quiet at this time. Everyone looked at Wang Zi, feeling ashamed and a little afraid in their hearts.

While looking at a certain courtyard, Zhang Daoyi was arranging a gorgeous Taoist robe with the help of his wife, with a faint smile on his face and a look of confidence flowing in his eyes.

"Don't be timid in front of so many cameras..."

Taoist nun Li Daoran smiled slightly.

Zhang Dao nodded. He had nothing to be timid about. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. Today was the day when he represented the Tianshi Mansion and became famous in the world.

As soon as he turned around, Zhang Daoyi's expression changed, and the confidence in his eyes became serious: "What a strong aura!"

This aura... made Zhang Daoyi's self-confidence shake at this moment.

...

In the Sutra Pavilion, Yang Qi was cleaning the house. He suddenly raised his head, with a glint in his eyes: "Huh?"

Yang Qi felt a breath of condensation and strength that made his blood boil and his expression became excited: "So strong, but...I..."
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