One person: cracking down on pornography and illegal publications, arresting Zhang Lingyu

The old man was very happy.

A few days ago.

Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

Old Tianshi Zhang Zhiwei learned about Zhang Chulan's appearance.

He also heard that his Tianshi Mansion disciples had obtained one of Zhang Chulan's eight unique skills, the origin of Qi.

In the back mountain, in a remote courtyard.

Zhang Zhiwei came to his junior brother Tian Jinzhong's residence to taste tea.

Watching his senior brother drinking tea without saying a word, Tian Jinzhong blinked his red eyes in the wheelchair: "Senior brother, what are you thinking about?"

"Isn't it a good thing that Chu Lan appeared?"

"Why do you look so worried?"

Zhang Zhiwei put down the teacup and sighed: "I'm thinking about something."

"What is it? Tell me, with a constipated expression on your face." Tian Jinzhong said speechlessly.

Zhang Zhiwei's face darkened, and he glared at his junior brother and said: "I want Chu Lan to participate in the Luotian Dajiao later."

"Just participate, it's not a big deal... Wait, what did senior brother say?"

Tian Jinzhong was stunned, and asked with some doubt: "You want Chu Lan to participate in the Luotian Dajiao? Why?"

"I plan to let Chu Lan become the successor of the next generation of Tianshi."

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and said calmly.

But his words made Tian Jinzhong more and more confused.

"No, Senior Brother, if you want to protect Chulan, wouldn't it be better to recruit him to be a disciple of the Heavenly Master Mansion?"

"What's the point of doing this?"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head: "There are some things that the child must be very curious about, but if he wants to know, he can only know by becoming a Heavenly Master, and..."

His eyes were a little low: "If you really want to protect Zhang Chulan, this is the only way."

"You mean..."

When Tian Jinzhong heard this, his face changed and he suddenly thought of something.

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei's expression, his expression was a little complicated.

"I know, but Senior Brother, if you want Zhang Chulan to participate in Luotian Dajiao, or even become a Heavenly Master, I'm afraid you will encounter considerable resistance."

Luotian Dajiao itself is actually fine as a Taoist sacrifice.

But in the alien world, as a succession ceremony to select the next generation of Heavenly Masters, it would be fine if it was one's own disciples.

But if an outsider is allowed to participate.

This is a big deal for the alien world.

Even the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei couldn't make a decision alone, because the reason was untenable.

Tian Jinzhong could imagine that once his senior brother spread the news.

Those old guys would definitely not give up.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Some things must be done. As for the result, it depends on Chu Lan's luck."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled indifferently.

Tian Jinzhong knew that his senior brother had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more.

"What about the kid named Mo Lin? In the past two days, many disciples asked me if their Grand Master secretly cultivated a closed disciple outside. At a younger age than Lingyu, he defeated the four crazy Quanxing's scrapers."

Tian Jinzhong said to Zhang Zhiwei with a smile.

"Some people even speculated whether Mo Lin was your adopted son."

"Uh..." Zhang Zhiwei's forehead was black, and he felt his hands itching: "The people down the mountain are really good at making up rumors. I have never married in my life, but they made up such rumors about me, an old man."

"Don't let me know who spread the rumor."

Hunting twice, Zhang Zhiwei said: "I asked someone to check the child named Mo Lin. He did come a few years ago, but he was received by ordinary disciples of our Tianshi Mansion. Seeing that the child was determined enough, we taught him some methods of self-cultivation."

"You know that method. If it works, it can be connected with the Golden Light Curse, which is convenient for entry."

"The disciple said that Mo Lin followed them to practice a "After a month, he didn't get any Qi, so he went down the mountain." Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and said softly, "According to the disciple, it's been a long time since I last practiced. The only impression I have is that he practiced very seriously at that time." "That's a pity." Tian Jinzhong shook his head, "Practice requires a calm mind, and haste makes waste. I think he should have suddenly realized and got Qi after going down the mountain." "Well, he was 18 years old when he came here, and he is 23 this year. He can practice to this level in five years." "To some extent, Mo Lin's talent is much better than Lingyu. It is not impossible for him to figure out the Golden Light Curse from that method." "Sometimes there will be one or two extremely good materials in this world." Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said this

His tone was filled with admiration and pride.

Tian Jinzhong almost couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Yes, yes, just like you, senior brother."

Zhang Zhiwei's old face smiled more: "I didn't say that, junior brother, you said it yourself."

"In fact, I'm just an old man of ordinary people."

"Hehe." Tian Jinzhong didn't respond.

"Speaking of which, that kid is not simple either." Zhang Zhiwei poured tea for Tian Jinzhong and poured some for himself: "Just when I heard the rumors down the mountain, a phone call came in."

"The other end of the phone said that Mo Lin is a very good kid with excellent talent, including being admitted to the police school and becoming a policeman for several years, and he has never shown any difference."

"Huh?"

Tian Jinzhong was surprised: "So Mo Lin is a policeman? I really didn't know."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled slightly and said nothing.

This inexplicably mean look made Tian Jinzhong suddenly react: "Oh no, who is calling you, brother? This is to explain specifically for Mo Lin."

"Yeah."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, picked up the teacup and handed it to Tian Jinzhong's mouth, saying: "The person who called is the director of our Jiangxi Provincial Religious Affairs Bureau."

"Puff..."

Tian Jinzhong, who had just drunk the tea, spit it on Zhang Zhiwei's face, the position was very accurate, and said incredulously: "Brother, who are you talking about?"

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