Wei Shao'er went to Chang'an City, and Zhang Xuezhou successfully found the other party's thatched cottage, and then sent Dong Zhongshu inside.
"Let me tell you first, I'm not sure if I can find the unworthy Holy Mother, and I'm not sure if the cauldron can really eliminate bad luck. Anyway, I feel much better after washing it myself!"
Although Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding were strong and strong, they were very tired after carrying Dong Zhongshu for more than thirty miles.
It still takes dozens of miles to go from the slums to the tomb.
It's okay for Zhang Xuezhou to be tired, but things depend on people's efforts. He can't guarantee that he will definitely help Dong Zhongshu.
When Zhang Xuezhou tried to eliminate bad luck for himself in the past, he thought about Dong Zhongshu, Jinchang and others.
Regardless of whether everyone's luck is negative or not, it's okay to clean it up.
The reason why he took Dong Zhongshu there was very simple. Firstly, Dong Zhongshu's luck might have indeed caused problems. The two of them were now tied up a lot, and Zhang Xuezhou wished Dong Zhongshu well.
Another reason is that Dong Zhongshu is well-informed and unlike him who has received the benefits without knowing why, he may be able to detect the truth.
This is where Zhang Xuezhou is most lacking.
If he had not traveled back and forth between Nanfanbuzhou and Beijuluzhou, spanning tens of thousands of miles, Zhang Xuezhou would have even less knowledge than Rong Tianding.
Traveling thousands of miles can only supplement part of his knowledge. Zhang Xuezhou still has many shortcomings.
Compared to continuous research on his own, Zhang Xuezhou is obviously more willing for others to give full play to their strengths and then let him understand.
"This Wudang Madonna may have come from heaven, or it may have originated from the fairy court." Dong Zhongshu pondered: "Only they use such a strange title."
"Heaven and Immortal Court?"
Thinking of the friendship between Bilan who originated from the Heavenly Court and Wudang Madonna, Zhang Xuezhou felt that there was a high probability that the Wudang Madonna did originate from the Heavenly Court, and perhaps it was a big boss in the Heavenly Court who was dissatisfied with the emperor's rule and came out to monopolize it.
"How did such a huge force collapse?"
Whether they are Dao Lord or Your Majesty, or the Golden Crow Emperor, Emperor, Empress, Zhenyuan Shenjun, etc., all of these people are top experts. Even now, they still occupy one side, and there are many great masters that Zhang Xuezhou has never seen before. Demons, humans and gods, Zhang Xuezhou could not imagine why such a huge force could make such a fuss and fall apart.
"Heaven and Immortal Court..."
When Zhang Xuezhou asked about the relationship between Heavenly Court and Immortal Court, Dong Zhongshu also hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice.
"The Heavenly Court is the product of the human emperor dynasty thousands of years ago. At that time, there were emperors in the court, and the rivers and lakes were governed by the Heavenly Court. The two were distinct but assisted each other, but you know that the country has compulsory forces, but the rivers and lakes forces like the Heavenly Court do not Yes, this also caused the two to have different reactions when encountering external impacts. This impact came from the Immortal Court forces at that time, which was a large force dominated by immortals, which was completely different from the forces dominated by the great demons of the Heavenly Court. Separately, they united the vassal states at that time to rebel..."
Dong Zhongshu narrated the past events of ancient times in a low voice, and also introduced two completely different powerful forces.
In an era dominated by heaven, the gods in heaven were so powerful that they were almost invincible.
However, the development of demons and humans is different. Demons basically rely on three axes to kill enemies in terms of demon magic, demon supernatural powers, and physical bodies. Once someone has figured it out, it is difficult to find other means.
Immortals have a variety of magic techniques and are assisted by magic weapons.
As time passed, the immortals became more and more powerful.
On one day, the immortals collectively broke out. Not only were their spells powerful, but they also had many top-notch magic weapons that make many great demons tremble to this day.
This ultimately resulted in Xianting becoming the winner.
"Where is the power of Immortal Court?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.
"I only know that it is in a place called Jade Emperor's Summit, but I don't know where the Jade Emperor's Summit is." Dong Zhongshu shook his head and said: "I heard that there are many practitioners in Xianting who have entered the world to practice. Don't look at them. Secrets may be living around us.”
"Have you ever discovered the immortals in Xianting?" Zhang Xuezhou confirmed.
"No." Dong Zhongshu waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I heard what others said. If you believe it, just believe it. If you don't believe it, don't believe it. Don't expect me to find an immortal to come out and take a look!"
"ha?"
Zhang Xuezhou smiled awkwardly, feeling that Dong Zhongshu really knew how to avoid the trouble he might cause.
Being able to overwhelm the once powerful heavenly forces, Zhang Xuezhou felt that such a powerful force was really curious.
If there was any opportunity to increase his knowledge, he thought it would be a good idea to take a look.
He and Dong Zhongshu chatted for a while, and when they had nothing to talk about, they recited classics such as "Jingfa" and "Book of Shang Jun" according to Dong Zhongshu's request.
Occasionally, Zhang Xuezhou had the ability to redraw some words that Dong Zhongshu had forgotten.
"You must remember these contents carefully. This may be the only chance for you and me to change to good luck..."
Zhang Xuezhou was full of energy and chatted all night long, but Dong Zhongshu couldn't hold on and fell asleep at five o'clock.
Zhang Xuezhou pushed open the door, and heard the sounds of children crying at dawn, adults washing their hands, and the sounds of people working in the fields. The air was still filled with the smell of urine and feces.
Some men began to fight over the water source to irrigate the land, and women came to the rescue with pots and pans, shouting and cursing, which eventually led to the local ruffian leader who had jurisdiction over these areas to reprimand them.
The slums outside Chang'an City were filled with extremely primitive fighting behaviors in the morning.
Unless someone dies in broad daylight and files a complaint, it is difficult for the court's laws to govern here.
Looking at the three men who were beaten to a bloody head, and seeing these people just trying to get a sip of water for the crops they planted before the sun rose, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the lives of these people were even more difficult than those of Zhangjiazhuang people in the past.
The hope of living a life like a city dweller in the future keeps these people here, but most of them are faced with the despair of old age and frailty, and many of them will not even survive until old age and frailty.
"Don't fight, don't grab. These seedlings are drought tolerant, especially since they absorb water vapor in the air at night, so they are less likely to die of thirst. As long as you keep irrigating normally, you will definitely have a bumper harvest in the future. !”
It was difficult for him to make money and live, and Zhang Xuezhou could not solve the problems of the poor. His eyes swept away what he saw.
But when a familiar voice came, Zhang Xuezhou quickly raised his neck.
As a cultivator, his perception is indeed extremely strong and he can hear sounds more than two to three hundred meters away.
"Xu Yuan?"
Agricultural monks are good at cultivating crops, and they are also the monk faction that has the most contact with ordinary people.
Xu Yuan came to Chang'an City from the Bajun area across thousands of rivers and mountains, of course, not entirely to teach the poor outside Chang'an City how to plant.
When Zhang Xuezhou shouted, Xu Yuan who was far away was obviously stunned, and then he ran over.
"Oriental monk, are you here too?"
Zhang Xuezhou was excited when he saw Xu Yuan, and Xu Yuan was even more excited when he saw Zhang Xuezhou.
There are no more monks who are good at alchemy, and all the medicinal materials he picked will be eaten up by insects.
