Longhu Mountain, the Great Shangqing Palace.
After the irrational incident of Tianshi's attack was revealed, Zhang Jingqing began to discuss matters in Liaodong outside the Pass with his brothers, and discussed which personnel to send there would be more appropriate.
"I see, Li Jin is a good guy. He has solid skills and is diligent in everything he does. He is very suitable for going to Liaodong to cooperate with the Gao family this time!" said a high-ranking official.
"I don't think it's appropriate. This guy is just a fool. He sticks to the rules and is very pedantic in everything he does." A high-ranking practitioner objected.
"What do you mean by that? When did being pragmatic become pedantic? According to what you said, just send Zhang Zhiwei over. He is the least pedantic in doing things. He uses the rules flexibly. Zhang Yi, what did he say? Come on, I suddenly forgot?" said the high-level master.
Zhang Yi reminded: "My rules are rules."
This is what Zhang Zhiwei said when Zhang Yi led a group of juniors to suppress bandits a few years ago. At that time, the bandit leader wanted to talk to them about the morality and rules of the world.
As a result, Zhang Zhiwei didn't even bother him. As soon as he came, he said "My rules are the rules" and then started to clean them up.
This matter later spread throughout the entire Longhu Mountain hierarchy through Zhang Yi's mouth.
These old masters would use this sentence to tease Zhang Zhiwei from time to time, saying that his "Zhang" was arrogant.
"Let's talk about things. Why are you talking about Zhang Zhiwei?"
Seeing that the topic turned to Zhang Zhiwei again, Zhang Jingqing said aloud that he now has a headache whenever he hears Zhang Zhiwei.
But there is a saying that goes well, whatever you fear will come to you.
Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple outside the hall came to report that Zhang Zhiwei was carrying a few thorn sticks on his back outside the hall to ask for an audience. He said that he had made a big mistake and wanted to bear the thorn sticks to apologize.
The atmosphere in the hall was solemn and silent, and all the old masters looked at Zhang Jingqing, who was sitting in the chair.
"Senior brother, please bear with me to apologize. This kid is quite clever. How are you going to deal with him?" Zhang Yi said with a teasing look on his face.
"If you know your mistakes and you can correct them, there is no greater good. Let's just forget about it. What else can Senior Brother do? This is the great treasure of our Longhu Mountain!" A high-ranking practitioner said with a mocking look on his face.
Zhang Jingqing, who was sitting in the main seat, covered her head with a look of helplessness. She knew so quickly that it must be Lin Huaiyi who said it.
Isn't this kid very good at hiding? Why has he become louder? Two evil beasts, one deceived the teacher, and the other almost killed the teacher. What evil did I do?
Before this, Zhang Jingqing had no intention of punishing Zhang Zhiwei. She wanted to make it a big deal and then fix him properly after a while. However, Zhang Zhiwei came over in a hurry.
Cleverness is mistaken for cleverness, and you have arrived at your door. I can't explain why I don't give you a good beating...
Zhang Jingqing waved her hand: "Since he has already apologized, I won't say anything and let him go to Yuanhe Temple to receive ten whips, and then come see me after receiving them!"
Hearing this, the other high-level practitioners relaxed their brows. Although they had not shown it before, they were actually quite critical of Zhang Jingqing's attitude towards Zhang Zhiwei.
I'm so used to it. I made such a big mistake, even if it was unintentional, I still have to give it a beating. Now that I heard that I wanted to go to Yuanhe Temple, I immediately had no objections.
Yuanhe Temple is a place of confession in the Tianshi Mansion, and a place where Taoist priests who violate the rules and precepts are punished. The punishments there are so severe that ordinary people cannot bear them.
"Is it too serious to go to Yuan He Guan? Yuan He Guan's whip is a magical weapon that stimulates people's souls. Hitting people can be said to be very painful, and it hurts to the depths of the soul!"
Zhang Yi wanted to protect Zhang Zhiwei. In the previous generation, apart from Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Zhiwei had the best relationship with him.
Zhang Jingqing waved her hand: "No problem, small punishment but big warning, let him go!"
Zhang Jingqing is well aware of Zhang Zhiwei's cultivation, especially in the Golden Light Spell.
That means the soul is stable and the golden body is flawless. Not to mention ten lashes, even a hundred lashes are not painful or itchy. A small punishment but a big warning is worthy of the name.
As for this, Zhang Yi, who was not involved in this way, could not understand the mystery and was a little worried about Zhang Zhiwei.
About a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Zhiwei walked into the hall with a depressed look and said weakly:
"Meet the Master!"
Zhang Jingqing glanced at him sideways and almost laughed angrily. What are you pretending to be here with me?
Seeing through it without saying anything, Zhang Jingqing said in a deep voice: "Do you know you are wrong?"
"Disciple realizes his mistake. I wonder how Master is doing. Is he injured?" Zhang Zhiwei asked with concern.
Zhang Jingqing was an old man in the world. He could tell at a glance that the concern on Zhang Zhiwei's face was genuine. His face softened and he said with great energy:
"It's okay, what kind of cultivation do you have, what kind of cultivation level do I have, how can you hurt me? If you want to fight with me, let's practice for another ten or eight years!"
Upon hearing this, the old masters around him all turned their heads and looked at their noses and hearts, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.
I am cursing in my heart, it will take ten or eight years to break up with you?
Who said with a serious face before that the bolide was quite powerful, and if it hadn't hit a little off, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed?
Just be tough, we don't want to expose you, so we'll just watch your nonsense quietly.
Zhang Zhiwei didn't know what was going on. Seeing the angry look on his master's face, Zhang Zhiwei felt relieved. Master's old bones were still quite strong. It would be fine if they weren't broken.
But at this time, Zhang Zhiwei discovered a blind spot. Zhang Jingqing's beard was gone, and his chin was bare. It was hard to get used to it.
"Master, you are fine, so I can rest assured. But what happened to your beard?"
Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing's face darkened. He had had this beard for decades and combed it every day. Tonight, it was lost in the hands of this evil disciple. It was affected by the thunder and fire, and most of it was burned. I had no choice but to cut it off. I can't show people with half my beard.
No matter which pot you don't open, I'm a little annoyed by these ten whips. I'll go back to my teacher and punish you, you brat... Zhang Jingqing suppressed her anger and explained:
"I'm busy with important things and neglect to take care of them. Just take care of them and it'll be over!"
All the masters looked up at the sky, with smiles on their faces, silently watching the senior brother's serious nonsense.
"Master has great righteousness. Once he shaves off his beard, he will work more efficiently and energetically. He will look more than twenty years younger!" Zhang Zhiwei offered a rainbow fart.
"Tall fart, please stop being so glib. Since today's matter is caused by you, a bastard, there is no need to continue talking about it now. Let's leave, let's leave!"
How could Zhang Jingqing not know that her fellow disciples were watching her joke, and she wanted to send them away immediately.
Besides, they were just talking about who to send to Liaodong, and now that Zhang Zhiwei is here, they can no longer discuss it.
Hearing this, the masters lingered for a while and then dispersed one after another.
In the main hall, only Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Yi, and Zhang Zhiwei were left.
Zhang Jingqing's eyes widened: "Do you have anything else to do?"
"I would like to ask Master Fu Luyiyi about something!" Zhang Zhiwei said.
"You should ask your Uncle Zhang about this matter. I have important matters as a teacher!" Zhang Jingqing flicked her sleeves, turned and walked out of the hall. He didn't want to talk to Zhang Zhiwei now.
In the hall, only Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Yi were left.
Zhang Yi walked over, sat on Zhang Jingqing's Heavenly Master's throne, and knocked on the table:
"Zhiwei, what do you want to ask?"
"Uncle Master, give me two bundles of seven-star magic swords first!" Zhang Zhiwei said.
Zhang Yi, who was sitting on the throne in the presence of the old god, was startled and staggered:
"What, two bundles, and the Seven-Star Magic Sword. Are you talking to your uncle and I in my sleep at night? Not to mention two bundles, not even one."
"Well, let's talk about it. If we don't have the Seven-Star Magic Sword, two bundles of money swords are fine!" Zhang Zhiwei said again.
"I don't have any money or sword, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Yi thought for a while and then reacted: "You want to build an altar for flying swords to slay demons, right? You want two bundles of swords? There are so many, who do you want to kill? What bad intentions are you kiddoing?!"
Oops... Zhang Zhiwei said quickly: "Be prepared, be prepared, be prepared. This is still in testing, the more the merrier."
"What a waste, you are wasting your money. Generally speaking, after you kill a demon with a flying sword, you can still use it again if you pick it up, but if you hit it out in the way you did, you will probably destroy the sword and kill people. What a lot of people." , can you withstand such a defeat? I will give you a few peach wood swords at most!" Zhang Yi said angrily.
"The peach wood sword is also ready!"
Zhang Zhiwei said quickly that he was not picky about swords or anything else, as long as it passed the light, it was a one-time thing anyway, so what kind of bicycle did you want?
"I'll have someone make arrangements for you later!" Zhang Yi said.
Zhang Yi is an old master and mage in the Tianshi Mansion. He is not only responsible for everything in Daozang Palace, but also the transmitter of the Tianshi Mansion.
All new disciples must pass through his teachings before they can become formal ordained disciples. Including the distribution of magic weapons, Taoist robes, etc. to new disciples, all of them came through his hands, so Zhang Zhiwei came to him to ask for the magic sword.
"Thank you so much, uncle!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.
"By the way, how many steps did you simplify when you used the flying sword to kill the magic altar?" Zhang Yi suddenly asked.
Zhang Zhiwei gave a brief summary.
After listening, Zhang Yi exclaimed with a look on his face: "Good boy, you have saved all the things that can be saved by Jian. You, a brat like 'Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong Sutra', open the Dharma altar to compete with those veterans." I’m still proficient.”
"Hehehe, thank you for the compliment, uncle!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.
"I'm just telling you the truth. I didn't expect that you are not only extremely talented in alchemy, but also have first-class talent in the Talismans. You might consider spending more time in the Talismans!"
Zhang Yi continued: "By the way, I saw that your method of flying swords and thunder magic is really easy to use and very powerful. Let me remind you that this flying sword to kill the magic altar, even if you have simplified it, But it’s still quite complicated, and it won’t work during wartime, so it can only be used as a sneak attack.”
"However, you can do this on a daily basis. After the order is successful, the flying sword will condense without firing, and the magical power will be sealed in the yellow talisman. In this way, although the effectiveness will continue to pass with time, in the event of a battle, It still works very well.”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei said quickly: "I know what my uncle said, but if you want to seal the magic power of the magic altar in the yellow talisman, you need special means. I saw the flying sword to kill the magic altar." Daozang, there is no record on it, so this spell can only be used by opening the altar?!"
"Who said that?" Zhang Yi said with a smile: "The reason why there isn't is not that it's not possible, but that it's not cost-effective. What's the point of sealing the magical power of this altar in a yellow talisman?"
"Make a bunch of talismans for flying swords to kill demons, and then carry a bunch of magic swords to use them together? We Taoist priests only have one magic sword, so his magical power is sealed in a talisman. It has little meaning and is far inferior to the Five Thunder Talisman. It worked, so I didn’t bother to get it.”
"But you are different. You are highly skilled in thunder magic. You can use thunder magic in conjunction with flying swords. This makes sense. When I return home tonight, I will go study it for you and get you the magic method sealed in the talisman. come out!"
"After all, you're going to go down the mountain to do something soon. With more tricks and more killer moves, we old guys can feel more at ease!"
Zhang Yi patted Zhang Zhiwei on the shoulder and said sincerely.
"Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Master, Uncle Master Gaoyi!" Zhang Zhiwei said quickly.
Zhang Yi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Your uncle, my name is Zhang Yi. I am a loyal Yi. By the way, has my bed room been ready?"
Zhang Zhiwei gave a thumbs up: "Definitely, far better than before!"
"Okay, wait for my good news tomorrow morning!"
Zhang Yifeng left the hall in a hurry.
(End of chapter)
