First Class Taoist Gate

Orthodoxy has existed since ancient times, of course... Although it is said that it is said that it is not passed on from the inside to the outside, and the male is not passed on to the female, but there are also people who break the rules and preach to outsiders.

It is because of the preaching of these people that the foreign races stepped onto the road of practice and brought disasters to the people of the Central Plains.

The importance of inheritance can be imagined. For those who claim to break the rules, if Zhang Bairen meets one, he will defeat the other.

However, this is the end of the matter. Foreign races have formed their own cultivation system, and it has become a climate. Some people simply break their jars and don't pay so much attention to them. As long as the foreign races are willing to give themselves training resources, they will not be able to take care of so much.

Zhang Bairen smiled and looked at Nalanjing: "The Nalan family can take root in the Central Plains, and naturally they have their own means of survival. As long as the Nalan family wants to find a famous teacher, there is no problem."

Nalanjing smiled bitterly: "The little girl is just some insights she has figured out with a book of Taoism. To be honest, my father didn't want me to practice martial arts at the beginning. When I really stepped into the Taoist industry and my father discovered my talent, It's too late! People in the practice are all in the same line, who will accept me as a monk halfway through."

Zhang Bairen's expression was moved when he heard the words: "I understand the classics and ponder myself, the young lady is so insightful."

Nalanjing shook her head: "Oh, it's hard to get on the road! My father has already helped me get engaged, and I'm thinking about how to get rid of the marriage, so I plan to walk around and relax."

The two spoke for a while, looking at the receding river outside and the distant border town of Zhuojun, they were still happy to talk about things in their idleness.

It was getting dark, Zhang Bairen stood up, looked at the colorful lights reflected in the river, and showed a smile: "Talking to the young lady today, the niche is refreshed, and there will be a long way in the future. I hope to listen to the teachings of the young lady."

Zhang Bairen's words are definitely not a modest courtesy. Na Lanjing herself has stepped into the road of practice with a book of Taoism. The insights in this are extremely precious to any monk.

"Little Mr. laughed, and I will ask Mr. to talk to me tomorrow. Today, if you have the little man's advice, it is also a moment of help." Nalanjing stood in the cabin and smiled, with an intoxicating and peaceful beauty.

Just like a green pine, standing there vigorously, quietly with Nalan, you will never feel cold, and the conversation will never be tired.

Back in his cabin, monk Faming's sour voice came next door: "I said, sir, you are so beautiful, and there are beautiful women everywhere you go. This is the case with the proprietress of Longmen Inn, and the same is true for Miss Nalan's. "

"Monk, the monks are greedy, hatred, idiotic, angry, and sexual as the five poisons, don't you want to kill yourself by taking poison," Zhang Bairen joked.

Monk Faming closed his mouth dullly when he heard the words, lying next door silently.

Zhang Bairen didn't sleep either, and was doing evening classes on his own. He put out the candle at midnight, hung his sword pouch on the wall, took off his coat and went to bed.

I do not know how long it has been

"Om~~~" The long sword on the desk buzzed slightly, and Zhang Bairen was awakened instantly and grabbed the sword on the bedside.

"Murderish! Murderous! That's why the sword will automatically warn you." Zhang Bairen slowly sat up, and a sweet smell came slowly from his mouth and nose.

"Something interesting!" Zhang Bairen lay back on the bed again, watching a dark shadow flashing outside the cabin, and then saw the window slowly prying open a gap, and a figure dressed in black swaggered in.

When he came to Zhang Bairen's bed and looked at Zhang Bairen, who was sleeping like a dead pig, the man sneered slightly: "How can the swordsmanship be so powerful? It's not about taking the uncle's footwash."

After speaking, he began to rummaged around Zhang Bairen’s bed. After turning for a while, he said dullly: "Weird! Where did the map go?"

After speaking, lightly lit a candle, walked slowly through the room where Zhang Bairen was, and kept rummaging around.

"Weird, why not! Since this kid is going to Dunhuang, it is impossible not to bring the map with him." The man extinguished Huozhezi, turned to Zhang Bairen's side, slowly grabbed Zhang Bairen's quilt, and slowly pulled up: "No ?"

Looking at the mattress under Zhang Bairen, the man looked at Zhang Bairen's white and tender feet and slowly scratched.

Zhang Bairen flicked his leg and rolled over to his side.

The man was overjoyed when he saw the opportunity and hurriedly fumbled under Zhang Bairen's mattress, but could not find the map.

At the moment when the man was desperate, his eyes suddenly lit up in the moonlight, and the leather under Zhang Bairen's pillow shone.

"Found it!" The man was overjoyed, and he twisted his palm toward Zhang Bairen's neck without hesitation. Since the map was found, of course it would be better to kill him.

"Uh..." The man suddenly felt a pain in his eyebrows, and lost consciousness for a moment. He stared at Zhang Bairen blankly with his eyes, gradually losing his luster, and his arms suspended in the air slowly dropped.

Under the moonlight, a strand of hair was inserted between the man's eyebrows. Zhang Bairen opened his eyes and moved his head. The strands of hair were slowly drawn out without staining any blood.

"The killer always kills it, you want to kill me first! Whoever wants to kill me, the Taoist will never show mercy" Zhang Bairen slowly sat up, the real water jade seal sealed the man’s wound, and the blood was slow Slowly solidified, a ray of sunrise power flowed, the wound was slowly healed, and all the blood stains disappeared without a trace.

Knocked on the wooden board next door, Monk Faming woke up in a blur, looking at the moonlight in the sky, what kind of board was knocked on at midnight?

But immediately, a Ji Ling woke up, tiptoedly opened the door and came to Zhang Bairen's room. At this time, Zhang Bairen was already standing at the door waiting.

"What happened?" Faming lowered his throat.

"Help me destroy the corpse and throw this **** into the river" Zhang Bairen said.

This person is strong and weighs two to three hundred catties. Zhang Bairen can't hold it alone.

Faming looked at the corpse in the room in a moment of stunnedness, then stretched out his hand and fumbled.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Bairen was taken aback.

"The monk will have a chance to save him in the future, and take the treasures from him first, and it will be regarded as a reward to the monk." Fa Ming said plausibly.

"I must have met a fake monk!" Looking at Faming taking out the treasure from the deceased's arms, Zhang Bairen was speechless.

He has a wealth of wealth, but he does not know that money is precious. I don't understand how difficult the life of monks like Faming is.

"Yes, monk!" Zhang Bairen sighed.

"It's not right, how did you kill this guy without any wounds on his body" Fa Ming suddenly stunned and asked.

"What's the matter with so much nonsense? Just do what I tell you!" Zhang Bairen kicked Faming, and the two surreptitiously threw Faming into the river and went back to the house to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Bairen suddenly wanted to give himself a slap in the face: "My pig's brain, the universe is in the sleeve! In the future, I will use the universe in my sleeve more often, and I forgot all this magical power."

The sun had not risen the next morning, and Zhang Bairen had already got up and went to the deck to meditate.

The mighty purple qi on the horizon was like a ribbon, which was slowly inhaled by Zhang Bairen.

This scene suddenly made those who secretly peeped in the cabin trembled, devouring the power of the sun? Did you read it right?

The real Yang Shen hadn't heard that he could directly swallow the power of the sun?

Nalanjing stood in front of the window and looked at the purple ribbon that was twisted that day, her face twitched, and it took a long time before she took a deep breath: "The gap, this kid's Taoism has reached an unpredictable level."

Monk Faming lay in front of the window, looking at Zhang Bairen who was breathing the sun~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His eyelids jumped and rubbed his eyes: "My god, I never heard anyone say that monks can directly absorb the power of the sun. Ah, what kind of evil practice is this kid cultivating."

Not only the Faming monk, but the other warriors and monks who followed in the house beat their hearts at the same time.

What kind of monster are you facing?

Isn't it dazzled? In addition to monsters that can absorb the essence of the sun and moon, I haven't heard that people can also directly absorb it.

Three rods on the sun, Zhang Bairen regained his power, and the monk Faming fell on the bed, being beaten speechless, too lazy to stand up, thinking about the origin of Zhang Bairen's exercises in his mind.

Buddhism has the real body of Dahi Liuli, but it is not the method of absorption right now!

Da Ri Liuli is a visualization, not really absorbing the power of the sun. Unless you reach the realm of the sun god, you can turn the emptiness into reality, and really have the power of the sun.

"Little sir, eldest lady invites you to have breakfast!" Li Mao stood behind Zhang Bairen.

"I'll wash up and come later" Zhang Bairen said.