I have an eternal eye

"Report! The thieves have been killed!"

"Drag it out!"

"Hurry and call the doctor, there are still many wounded..."

There was a lot of noise in Tongzhengfang.

It was past noon, the clouds had dispersed, and the autumn sunshine gradually dispelled the coldness.

The mood of the soldiers was also like the weather.

The thieves were killed, and although there were many casualties, it was not their turn. Finally, the weather cleared up after the rain.

The day after tomorrow is the Autumn Zao Festival, and there are temple fairs in many cities and towns. If I can have some free time, I will go there with my family...

In the distance, on the dense canopy of trees, Zhang Biao stood watching.

The corpses of the monks were dragged out one after another, especially the monk Xin Jian, who was turned into a gourd of blood, his face was dark, tied with iron chains, and iron sticks pierced the acupoints and sea of ​​qi...

Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Guo An actually wiped out the Lianhua Sect.

The opponent has the Mulian Mist Magical Artifact, which gives them an advantage in the tunnel. They are also familiar with the terrain, even if there are few people.

Look at those dead bodies rotting...

Could it be that the skeleton camp has been alarmed?

In any case, seeing the monk in his heart is over.

Those ghost-headed iron sticks are six-door torture tools, designed to break the sea of ​​​​qi acupoints. No matter how strong the monk is, without his true qi, he will become a waste.

Falling into the Ministry of Punishment Prison would be worse than death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head, jumped onto the wall of the square, then turned out of the dark alley and disappeared into the crowd...

…………

Huaizhenfang, Chongyang Temple.

"Everyone, please be careful..."

The old Taoist from Xuancheng looked at the piles of classics being loaded onto the carriage, with a distressed look on his face, and warned the porters: "These ancient books are very old. If they are damaged, they will never be found again."

Zhang Biao laughed at the side and said: "Taoist Master Xuancheng, don't you care about these things?"

He left Tongzhengfang and saw that it was still early, so he stopped by Huaizhenfang to take back the Chongyang Temple classics and organize them.

The old Taoist from Xuancheng stroked his beard and shook his head: "Thanks to the benefactor, the money is enough to last for a while. The old Taoist must leave something for his disciples."

"When the environment changes, this idea will also change. Permanence is the way, change is also the way. The old way is just to let nature take its course."

"Just let nature take its course..."

Zhang Biao nodded as he realized something.

The world changed drastically, and his destiny also changed with it.

During these days, although I had the opportunity to officially join the ranks of monks, I always felt helpless and helpless, being pushed along.

Maybe it's because I still haven't adapted to the current situation.

The heaven and earth are renewed and everything changes.

Like the turbulent waves of the river and sea, in front of this mysterious and unknown world of practice and in the era of great changes, he is just a small ant, and trying to control the surroundings is just a joke.

Isn't that what those ancient monks were like?

In this case, he simply rushed into the unknown ocean, danced with the violent storm, and explored further places.

Perhaps, this is the monk's state of mind.

After thinking about this, Zhang Biao felt that the gloom in his heart was gone. He looked at the autumn sky and laughed:

"Let's go, raise the whip!"

The donkey shook his head and jingled the bells as he pulled the cart through Zhengyang Street and returned to Anzhenfang not long after.

Zhang Biao moved several tables out of his home, spread them with straw mats, spread out the books one by one to dry, and then began to boil medicine and practice Qigong.

He had consumed a lot last night. After replenishing his energy and energy, he made a pot of tea and checked them one by one.

"Dong Xuan Sutra" has a grand name, but it was written by a person from this dynasty. It sounds like a mist, but in fact it is all fantasy...

"Three Treatises on Cangyuan", this era is old enough, it is a great work of the previous dynasty, but it is eaten by insects and rats, and is in a state of decay, there is nothing unusual about it...

"The Source of Chongshan Emperor" is a mess...

"Taishi Neijing" is a bit interesting. It talks about Taoist medicine, which has ancient origins and is widely spread.

Although it is not a monk's secret book, he will inevitably need to learn more about the relevant knowledge when brewing medicine and elixirs in the future...

With the help of his spiritual vision and the experience he gained, Zhang Biao picked faster and faster.

As dusk approached, a book caught his attention.

This classic is called "The Legend of Youxian".

Different from other books, this is a scroll of bamboo slips. I don’t know what era it comes from. The bamboo slips are mottled and almost rotten, and the leather rope is about to unravel.

Logically speaking, it should not have been written by a monk.

But the font on it is somewhat similar to several secret books passed down from his family.

Zhang Biao said nothing and started to use his spiritual vision.

Ancient Bamboo Slips (Fan)

1. This is a letter from ancient times, which has gone through vicissitudes of time and has become mottled and decayed. It is called "The Legend of Youxian" and is one of its volumes.

2. The founder of Chongyang Temple once traveled around with a monk, treated him as a teacher, observed his words and deeds, and wrote this book.

3. There are ancient secrets hidden above...

found it!

Zhang Biao immediately became energetic.

He rummaged through the remaining classics, and sure enough he found a few more volumes of "The Legend of Immortals". They were arranged in order. There were still a few missing volumes, but it was still a shocking discovery.

After careful cleaning, Zhang Biao recognized the handwriting and copied it again with a brush.

This "The Legend of Youxian" is described in the form of dialogue. From the very beginning, Zhang Biao was refreshed.

I have been seeking the Tao for ten years, and finally I met a true cultivator. He was heroic and unconventional, and could eliminate demons from all directions. His Tao name was Tu Lingzi, and he was known as the Three Yang Celestial Master.

I asked the Heavenly Master: I have heard that the ancients practiced true cultivation, eating clouds and spitting out mist, and the Tao and Dharma were all mysterious. However, it is difficult for people today to achieve the magic, because the times are different? Will people lose it?

The Heavenly Master said: Yin and Yang change, and it is difficult to violate the great road...

Seeing this, Zhang Biao already understood.

The Chongyang Temple is not from Xuanyang's lineage, but its ancestor met Brother Tu from the Age of Ending Dharma.

At that time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth disappeared, the path of monks was interrupted, and although the demons and ghosts also became weaker, they became more ferocious, madly devouring the essence and blood of mortals to sustain themselves.

A picture seemed to appear in Zhang Biao's mind:

In the chaotic world of the end of the Dharma, a man with a green beard like a halberd and a bamboo-armored sword walks around, slaying demons and exterminating demons, and emitting the last light in the darkness.

Another young Taoist followed, stumbling and recording all this...

Zhang Biao's eyes became solemn as he read and wrote.

According to the meaning of Tu Lingzi's words, Xuanyang's lineage withered, and after his junior brother died, he was the only one left.

Perhaps he was a lonely man in the sea, looking around at a loss. This Tu Lingzi did not hide anything and revealed many things.

In more ancient times, sects in the world were prosperous, controlling dynasties large and small, and creating a glorious and prosperous age.

All sects are divided into inner sects and outer sects.

The inner sect is full of talented people who focus on cultivation.

The outer sect has no hope of attaining enlightenment and is more involved in the secular world, controlling human dynasties, gathering resources and talents for the sect.

The Age of Dharma Ending has been predicted a long time ago, and the inner sect will disappear overnight, leaving only the outer sect disciples to maintain stability in the world.

Judging from what he meant, Xuanyang's lineage had suffered a major change, which was also related to the Dharma Ending Age, so the population was thin.

There are also some inheritances that rely on special methods and are still controlled by the inner sect. They practice in seclusion and wait for the opportunity...

This should be the reason why the Lotus Sect and Xuandu Temple have been passed down to this day.

Zhang Biao thought of those crazy monks of the Lotus Sect.

The thousand-year-old Dharma has been passed down endlessly, and it has been hidden in Yujing City for hundreds of years, and has been managed by several generations of monks.

What kind of power is it?

Can they be so pious?

From then on, Tu Lingzi kept tight-lipped about the age of Dharma and the secrets of many monks, and would not reveal them again.

But from the dialogue, we can feel his resentment and desolation.

What happened in that era?

Zhang Biao was filled with curiosity.

Could it be that the end of the law has come?

Is it man-made?

Although Tu Lingzi did not talk about the ancient events, Zhang Biao also discovered many secrets through the records of Xuanyangguan Patriarch.

The Xuanyang lineage and the Three Yang Sutras are just methods of refining Qi.

They should be a combination of taking food and refining methods.

By taking it, you can practice the three yang true fires.

Not only that, they are also weapon cultivators. They practice a flying sword and a bamboo armor. Through these two magic weapons, they can exert the power of the Three Yang True Fire and their combat power is very powerful.

I see……

Zhang Biao suddenly realized.

He could clearly feel the power of the Three Yang True Fire, but it only burned on the top of his head and shoulders.

It's enough to protect yourself, but it's hard to kill the enemy.

It turns out that I need the assistance of magic weapon...

Of course, there is no record of these two magic weapon refining methods in "The Legend of Youxian", but Tu Lingzi's experience in subduing demons and slaying demons is also a valuable asset.

Even the weaknesses of many demons and monsters were recorded.

Zhang Biao looked excited, and before he knew it, night fell, so he returned to his room, lit up the lamp and continued to copy.

In the darkness, the cabin was dimly lit...

…………

Imperial City, Qionghua Palace.

The hall was brightly lit with candles and filled with sandalwood incense.

Guo An remained silent and stood quietly.

After a long time, an old sneer came from the throne, "The world has changed dramatically, so that's how it is."

"Those sects want to regain control of the world, and want my country to be torn apart?!"