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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty: Inheritance of Taoism

Fang Xiu took a car to travel around and stopped and walked around, feeling much more interesting than staying at home in Weigang City before, and he took his home around.

Along the way, I passed the ancient village, stopped in front of the endless lake and brushed my teeth and had breakfast. When I opened the window, I could extend to the rapeseed flowers at the foot of the mountain, and finally arrived at the destination that Fang Xiu wanted to reach.

Longhu Mountain has long been transformed into a famous tourist attraction, without any mysterious atmosphere. Most buildings and attractions are open to the public, with crowds of people, and the mountains built by hotels and hotels are everywhere.

Fang Xiu walked through the gate of the scenic area and bought a ticket. He took a sightseeing bus to visit. He followed the plank road to see the scenery of Longhu Mountain. Finally, he arrived at Shangqing Ancient Town. The shops and streets inside and outside the Tianshi Mansion were busy and there was no trace of Fang Xiu, who had the cultivation level, did not see it.

Finally, Fang Xiu went up the mountain and headed towards the remote jungle and the depths of the bamboo forest. When he arrived deep, he passed through an iron chain bridge beside a deep cliff. He saw a Taoist temple built in a hidden place. There was a plaque hanging on the gate, with the three words "True Immortal View".

The scenery here is elegant, with strange peaks and strange rocks facing each other, and the deep mountains and valleys with lush flowers and trees, and there is no people around. There is a maze at the entrance of the bamboo forest, so ordinary people cannot easily enter here.

The Taoist temple is built on a narrow and steep stone steps, which looks like it makes people break into the fairyland holy land or the depths of the peach land.

The gate of the observation door was not big, just stuffed into the entrance, and the breath of incense came from inside, as well as the faint sound of bells and drums and chanting scriptures.

Fang Xiu followed the stairs paved with ancient bluestone and looked around. There were squirrels and white birds staring at Fang Xiu, as if he was not afraid of people.

At this time, a Taoist sitting in the depths of the Taoist temple suddenly showed a hint of joy in his eyes. The whisk on his hand flicked, and the clear and beautiful light of the spiritual light swirled out of his hand. The layers of Taoist temple doors opened heavily, opening toward Fang Xiu.

"The distinguished guest is here! Welcome quickly!"

Fang Xiu raised his head and just met Zhang Heming's eyes. He flashed and stood in front of the observation door from the steps. Dozens of Taoists hurriedly came out of the observation, lined up in two rows, and the bell rang, waiting for Fang Xiu to enter the observation.

Many people raised their heads in surprise and looked at Fang Xiu. Someone immediately recognized Fang Xiu's identity, and showed a shocked and surprised look in their eyes, but they did not dare to whisper and bowed deeply.

"Tianshi, just pass by here, come and take a look!"

"You're too much noise!"

Fang Xiu took one step, passed through the observation gate one by one, stepped into the hall in two steps, and stood in front of Zhang Heming in the back hall in three steps.

Zhang Heming had already prepared the table and refreshments, and Fang Xiu landed directly on the cushion opposite Zhang Heming. Zhang Heming held a jade whisk with one arm, and the other sleeve of the Taoist robe hung on the wooden floor.

His old god closed his eyes freely, then opened a gap and looked at Fang Xiu with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for many days! Your cultivation level in Fengdu has become even more unfathomable!"

Fang Xiu looked at Zhang Heming: "You are going further away from the third level, and it seems that you are 70% or 80% sure, so I will congratulate you in advance."

Zhang Heming smiled indifferently: "You should congratulate Qingyang and Jia Yi first. They are only one step away from the third level. This time they return to the world, they want to break through the third level in one fell swoop."

"Qingyang is the first to break through the second level, and this time, I'm afraid it's the first to break through the third level!"

"By the way!"

When Zhang Heming said this, he changed his mind and immediately asked: "Do you know that Lu Zhou refined the Divine Sword Abyss, and went out dozens of miles with one sword. The sword energy roared all over the world, and the sword energy scattered a hundred meters, and the entire extraordinary world was terrified!"

Fang Xiu nodded: "You say everyone knows it, can I still not know it? Incense refining weapons, Lu Zhou is really a good method. A magic weapon is enough to suppress the foundation of an extraordinary force!"

Zhang Heming showed an envious look: "I heard that your Lingxu Bone Ship has also turned into a third-level magic weapon, transformed into a forbidden ethereal ship, and circulated in the sky. It's really enviable!"

Fang Xiu drank all the tea in one gulp, put his hands in his sleeves, and the teapot was naturally lifted up, filling Fang Xiu's teacup again: "It's just an external object, not worth mentioning, you can't seek immortality, and it will eventually turn into gray. What's the use of this external object!"

Fang Xiu narrowed his eyes: "It's just that the power of incense and the power of faith are used in endless ways. The whole world is developing this so-called extraordinary energy and want to use it in this world."

After Fang Xiu finished speaking, he suddenly changed the topic: "Tianshi, you are really too slow to use. Not to mention putting high-quality spiritual tea, it is at least a spiritual quality!"

"If Qingyang invited me to drink tea, I would drink Hongling tea, Lingquan water, and refreshments were also the jade fruits of Dongji Mountain. The food must be dragon teeth rice and the meat of spiritual birds and strange beasts."

Zhang Heming was speechless: "There are not many of the top-grade spiritual tea trees in the mountains and sea realms. Where can I find them? Where can I compare to the mountains and sea realms in this world? The spiritual energy is exhausted and there is nothing."

Fang Xiu took out a jade box from his sleeve: "I still have some spiritual tea refined from the Red Spirit Tea Tree in my hand, and I will give you some."

"How can you be so embarrassed!"

"Because I just happened to drink here, I only had two pots in this box, and it just happened to be finished."

“…”

The red tea leaves in the jade box are like red jade, and the tea leaves on it are shining with a light golden light. As soon as the jade box was opened, a fragrance came to my face.

"This pot is not good either!" Fang Xiu shook his head in disgust.

Fang Xiu waved his hand and saw that all the tea leaves in the pot dissipated. With a flash of inspiration, the color of the purple teapot changed several times, and then it seemed to be a big circle, but the texture became purer.

This move made Zhang Heming look shocked, but he did not dare to show weakness. He immediately used the water-based magical power to roll up a vortex inside the teapot, rumbling into the river and turning it backwards, with a surprisingly loud voice.

"Taiyi Zhen Water? Haven't you formed a pill yet? This technique has become ordinary!" Fang Xiu saw something.

Zhang Heming shook his head: "It's not worth mentioning Taiyi Zhen Water, but it's enough to cook a pot of spiritual tea."

Fang Xiu flicked the jade box with his fingers, and a few leaves of red spirit tea spiraled into the pot. Fang Xiu pointed his hand and a flame immediately ignited beside the pot. The flame was extremely magical, and it only rotated around the teapot, but it did not burn the table at all.

Although the two of them seemed to have little movement, they were definitely not something that ordinary people could use. At this time, two little heads outside the door were protruding their heads and looking inside.

They were two men and women, no more than ten years old, and they looked pretty and elegant, just like walking out of a painting.

The little Taoist boy was wearing a black outer robe and a white lining. He looked at Fang Xiu with his gurgling eyes, but he was afraid of Zhang Heming's power and did not dare to come in.

"Yu Su! Yu Zhen! You two come in!"

The two of them half-kneeled down and prayed to Zhang Heming and Fang Xiu on the top. The girl looked a little shy, but the boy looked a little old: "I've seen the master! I've seen the master of Fengdu!"

Two little Taoist boys stood in front of Fang Xiu, and Zhang Heming said to Fang Xiu: "My two disciples, Zhang Yusu, Zhang Yuzhen!"

"What do you think?"

Zhang Heming accepted the two of them as disciples, so naturally they used them to inherit his Taoist tradition in this world. Both of them had taken the spiritual root fruit and started their path of cultivation. They practiced the most orthodox visualization of the true immortals, and the inheritance of the great way flowed out of the Three Sheep Temples.

Fang Xiu first looked at the female Taoist boy. He looked born with a charming smell, especially his eyes, which were as clear as the blue sea and blue sky, reflecting Fang Xiu's envious innocence and romance. He looked at Fang Xiu and looked at her, and he lowered his head and bent down with fear.

A flash of inspiration in Fang Xiu's eyes reflected his soul structure. A flash of light made Fang Xiu blurted out: "A top talent, a natural seed of cultivation!"

Fang Xiu looked at the male Taoist boy again: "The other one? That's several levels away. If nothing unexpected happens, practicing Qi is his limit, and there is no hope of building a foundation for life!"

As soon as Fang Xiu said this, he saw the male Taoist boy's eyes showing shock and a look of unwillingness. Zhang Heming seemed to have never told him this before, but instead told him through Fang Xiu's mouth.

Fang Xiu just took a look and stopped looking: "Oh! The tea is ready!"

"But... who knows? Who can really see the fate of a person who is very talented may die young in the end, and those with poorer qualifications will accumulate strength."

Only then did Zhang Heming look down at his two disciples: "Do you understand? Talent cannot determine everything, and you cannot live forever. After all, it is just a false end."

Fang Xiu waved his hand, and four small tea cups lined up, and the teapot automatically flew up, and then the two tea cups fell and fell into the hands of the two Taoist boys below.

"This spiritual tea is just a satisfying desire for me and your master, but for you two, there is a great opportunity to realize the enlightenment and visualization, deepen the depth of the visualization technique, and even understand some magic techniques."

Zhang Heming immediately said, "Why don't you thank the uncle!"

"Thank you, Master Fengdu."

"Thank you, Master Fengdu."

The two Taoist boys showed different expressions and shouted, one was happy and the other felt enlightened, and then drank the cup of spiritual tea.

A strong light and spiritual aura surged into the heavenly court and merged into the soul. In an instant, people saw people entering the realm of enlightenment and visualization, and sat cross-legged in place with their eyes closed.

This spiritual tea, which can work for foundation-building monks, is a great opportunity for both of them.

Fang Xiu pointed at the foreheads of the two people with two fingers, and two golden lights disappeared. Two inheritances of arts poured into the souls of the two people. They were divided into soul-summoning techniques and Yin-Yang pupils. They were considered to be Fang Xiu's unique small technique, and one of the few spiritual techniques that could be used in the innate realm.

A trace of care finally appeared in Zhang Heming's eyes. He asked these two disciples to come in at first, just to ask for some benefits for them: "These two little guys are a little lucky."
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