Taoist Xuanyuan was very familiar with the name Tianmo Zhang Xiu.
This person is ruthless in his work, loves to cut down mountains and destroy temples, and after robbing them, he will burn them all with fire. He is a newly born demon giant.
It is said that countless Taoist priests and monks died in his hands, and even countless fairies who had been practicing for thousands of years were killed. Before death, without exception, all of them were drained of their essence by Zhang Xiu.
Moreover, this person has great plans. The seventy-two anti-kings he taught have already occupied most of the country. It seems that he is practicing some evil technique that steals luck!
Those seventy-two disciples are all the furnaces for his future practice!
The name of a demon can stop a child from crying at night in the spiritual world!
He never expected that his senior sister would bring such a dangerous person to Shangqing Palace.
However, based on his interactions over the past two months, it seems that Zhang Xiu is not as scary as the legend says...
After calming down for a moment, Taoist Xuanyuan stabilized his mind and asked Zhang Xiu with some anxiety: "Brother Taoist Zhang, where are you going next?"
Zhang Xiu rolled his eyes: "Let's drink chicken soup. My ginseng chicken soup should have been stewed." Then he turned back towards Wang Xiucai's house.
Taoist Xuanyuan breathed a long sigh of relief and felt much more relaxed all over.
Suddenly, he felt like he wanted to understand why the master had been in seclusion for hundreds of years and suddenly went out to visit friends...
He must have been frightened by Zhang Xiu!
"Ah sneeze!"
Taoist Xuanji, who had just returned from a visit to a friend and returned to the Taoist temple, sneezed, picked up Feng Chu, who was napping on the futon, and asked, "Where is your master?"
Feng Chu opened her eyes in confusion and said, "I went to Shangqing Palace to have some food during the day, but I never came back."
Taoist Xuanji smiled, then suddenly started to look at the statue in the temple with blank eyes: "This statue of the Patriarch seems to be a little different from before I went out, doesn't it?"
Feng Chu hummed and said, "The master said that your temple is not popular because the statue is too plain. The master added a gold ingot to the left hand of the statue, and then asked it to hold a baby, saying that he would come to pray for wealth and peace in the future. There must be an endless stream of pilgrims seeking children.”
Taoist Xuanji: "..."
That's true, but the Patriarch holds a gold ingot in one hand and holds a child in the other while laughing maniacally. Why does he look like a bandit who has just finished robbing a house and kidnapped a child?
Taoist Xuanji felt a burst of angina and covered his heart. He felt that he probably couldn't keep the statue of the Patriarch. He turned around and looked at the Taoist temple where the national master, Taoist Xuantian, practiced. He sighed in confusion and said: "Xia'er, Xia'er, 伱Where did you pick up such a... such a Taoist monk who has a good way of making money!"
The next morning, Zhang Xiu returned to the Shangqing Palace from Wang Xiucai's house after eating and drinking.
Seeing Zhang Xiu falling from the clouds, Wang Qi came up to him with envy on his face and said hello: "Taoist Zhang, you are back. If I had known that you knew magic, why would I have to sacrifice the near and far to come here to become my disciple."
"I have been here for more than two months. Besides chopping firewood, my master has not taught me even a single spell. I really can't stand this kind of hardship anymore."
Zhang Xiu glanced at him and said, "I told you a long time ago that you can't bear this kind of hardship. You have to endure it yourself."
Wang Qi sighed: "I have been working here for many days and achieved nothing, so I want to go home. Before I leave, could Taoist Zhang teach me a little magic? My trip this time is not in vain." "
Zhang Xiu asked: "What magic do you want to learn?"
Seeing that he didn't refuse, Wang Qi's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly: "Normally, wherever I see Master, no wall can stop me. As long as I can learn this spell, I will be satisfied."
Zhang Xiu said in surprise: "Wall-penetrating magic? Why did you learn this magic? Could it be that you had a wrong idea and wanted to do something other than evil?"
Wang Qi's eyes dodge: "How can that be possible? I have also read the books of sages since I was a child. How could I do anything wrong? I am born to be afraid of trouble. If I can learn the art of walking through walls, I won't have to take detours when entering and exiting the house."
Zhang Xiu nodded with a smile and said: "Then I will teach you. You recite the incantation, and the Supreme Lord will be as anxious as the law! Then lower your head and dive into the wall suddenly. Remember to lower your head and rush forward. Don't There is a trace of hesitation!”
Wang Qi nodded excitedly when he heard this: "Then I can go through?"
Zhang Xiu said with determination: "Then you will faint."
Wang Qi: "@#￥%￥#@......"
Fainting is of no use. If you don’t teach me, I will be fine!
Zhang Xiu looked at his resentful look and couldn't help but feel a little happy and said: "Your master asked you to collect firewood to temper your character. If you can't stand it, just go down the mountain."
Wang Qi looked at his hands. His hands, which were once free of spring water, were now calloused. He looked at the main hall reluctantly, sighed, and went back to pack up and bow.
Taoist Xuanji appeared beside Zhang Xiu out of thin air, nodded slightly and said, "It's like thunder and lightning to persuade people to practice. You did a good job and saved him from wasting his time here."
Zhang Xiu turned around in surprise: "Taoist trafficker, when did you come back?"
Taoist Xuanji blew his white beard dejectedly: "If I come back later, you can sell my Taoist temple."
Zhang Xiuyi smiled: "That's not the case. At most, I can just decorate it a little and make you think you are in the wrong place."
Taoist Xuanji: "..."
I'm afraid you may have misunderstood a few words!
Taoist Xuanji rolled his eyes at Zhang Xiu and was about to enter the main hall to communicate with his apprentice.
Suddenly, a tragic cry for help sounded at the door of the Taoist temple.
"Old god, help me, please save my daughter..."
Taoist Xuanji turned around and saw an old man with gray hair kneeling at the door of the Taoist temple. He frowned slightly, counted his fingers, and said, "So it's you."
This old man's surname is Shi. He is a fisherman from the foot of the mountain. He is diligent, honest and loyal.
Forty years ago, Taoist Xuanji stayed at his house for one night and calculated that he would have a daughter in the future.
Later, Old Man Shi really got a daughter in his old age. From then on, he respected Taoist Xuanji like a god.
Taoist Xuanji sighed slightly and said, "I already know your purpose of coming. I can't save your daughter, so you'd better go down the mountain."
Old Shi cried and cried: "Old fairy, I only have one daughter, Fish Lady. Please save her!"
Taoist Xuanji showed a tangled look on his face and said: "The one who stole your daughter is the Dragon Prince of the East China Sea. Even if I am a practitioner, how can I compete with the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea? If I offend them, I am afraid I will lose more innocent people." life."
Zhang Xiu listened to the conversation between the two and roughly understood what was going on. He looked solemn and said: "Can the East China Sea Dragon Palace be lawless and rob people's girls? Priest Xuanji, I will compile a book. You can take it to the East China Sea Dragon Palace and call them." Let him go!"
After a while, a letter from Zhang Xiu was handed into the hands of Taoist Xuanji.
Taoist Xuanji glanced at the signature on the envelope, looked at Zhang Xiu with a strange expression, and said suspiciously: "Your name is Nezha?"
Zhang Xiu smiled calmly: "Take a closer look!"
Taoist Xuanji took another careful look, and the word Na Zha suddenly came into view...
(End of chapter)
