The indescribable Taoist Lord

The holidays come quickly.

But when Zhang Qinghe was immersed in studying the connection between Dao Wen and Gong Jue, time seemed to be a bit delayed.

Even with his Taoist physique's understanding, delving into these things is not too easy. Because he does not want to practice a certain skill or copy the painting method of a certain type of talisman, but to organize and analyze it.

This kind of difficulty is like the difference between assembling Lego according to the drawings and disassembling and analyzing dozens of complete Lego toys, and then using these parts to assemble a seamless and perfect Lego toy.

For the time being, he can only perform the "demolition" step.

That is to say, Taoist texts are translated one by one through talismans.

For example, guessing which Taoist text represents "fire", which Taoist text represents "ice", and so on.

Of course, this knowledge is also distorted, but this is knowledge that Zhang Qinghe can control.

Because once those superior skills are practiced, they will be discovered by them who stand high in the sky.

Not to mention teasing these ghosts, the dignified king in my hometown wrote a poem to tease a certain real ancestor god, and the end was very miserable.

One can imagine what will happen to Zhang Qinghe if he is caught.

After studying for a few days, he grabbed some superficial knowledge, and after seeing the time, he stretched out his muscles and bones, and prepared to go out with a tired look on his face.

His student's green clothes were messy and unkempt, and he looked a bit like Wang Zhi.

Although the cultivators are less contaminated by dust when they reach the Guiyuan realm, their overall mental state can still be seen.

Zhang Qinghe felt unlucky, so he changed his mind again, used a small method of spiritual cultivation to sort out his mind that would be over-exhausted, and went out.

To him, this was just an ordinary social interaction.

On the way, he met Wang Zhixin who was waiting for him at the foot of Liming Peak.

Zhang Qinghe knew that he could not escape this time, so he walked forward reluctantly, intending to say hello.

When the dull boy saw him coming down the mountain, his eyes lit up, and his dark eyes stared straight at him, as if he wanted to see him through.

Zhang Qinghe knew in his heart that the boy was missing a bone in his head, so he forced himself to stand beside him and interrupted him.

"Hey, Brother Wang, it's so early!"

"Hello, Brother Zhang..." Wang Zhixin reacted and returned the greeting.

"Brother Wang came at a bad time. Qinghe was planning to go to Master Tianyezi to pick up the spiritual treasure that he had been commissioned to create a few days ago!"

"That's a coincidence. I was planning to go to the old master to get a magic weapon."

Wang Zhixin's eyes lit up and he actually found a good reason for him.

Zhang Qinghe's mouth stiffened, and the trick he used to fool He Muyang and Xu Dong fell on him today.

And don’t open your mouth or keep silent, that’s the magic weapon. I know you won’t be short of money.

Not long after, in a quiet alley in the east city of Chang'an, a beaming Tian Yezi sent Zhang Qinghe and Wang Zhixin out.

Since Zhang Qinghe came to his place, the business of these young masters from aristocratic families has not stopped. Today, they even brought Wang Zhixin, a big benefactor. He was eager for Zhang Qinghe to come more often.

Do it faster, do it more.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he reminded Zhang Qinghe.

"Zhang Shaolang, do you still remember that you left something with me, old man?"

Zhang Qinghe remained unmoved and said with a smile:

"That's not important, but the old master left something here with me."

He quietly took out a bag of spiritual sources from the mysterious bag and handed it to Tian Yezi's sleeve.

Of course he knew that Tian Yezi was referring to the hosta, but he still didn't know what tricks He Muyang and Xu Dong were trying to play. Now that they had the hosta in their hands, wasn't it possible that they had taken advantage of someone out of thin air?

Moreover, Xie Luming and other students did not know the secret of Beiyin Mountain and rashly handed him Li Qingluo's things. How would Zhang Qinghe explain it then?

Will Chang'an School allow him to tell this? Can the students of the Lower Three Realms bear this strange message?

Wait...Xie Luming...

Zhang Qinghe suddenly raised his head and met Wang Zhixin's confused eyes.

"Brother Wang, do you know He Muyang and Xu Dong?"

"The children of the He family and the Xu family are the powerful families in Chang'an who are attached to the Demon Suppressing King, but recently, I am afraid that because of the inexplicable death of Princess Qingluo, these two families will be attacked by the Demon Suppressing King.

Although it won't embarrass the two juniors, that one is not a good person. "

Wang Zhixin is actually very sharp. He sees six ways and listens in all directions. Although he disdains human feelings and is sophisticated, he has his own set of inferences when analyzing things.

Otherwise, how can you call him a little saint?

"The princess is dead? How do you know this?"

Zhang Qinghe's eyes were full of surprise and shock, he was a veteran actor.

"The King of Suppressing the Demon King in the North Town of Shiwanda Mountain, relatives who are not his direct lineage cannot turn around when they are mourning. However, Li Tui's lineage has not been married recently, and his only legitimate son is on the streets playing with birds and dogs. He can only live well. It was the princess who had recently gone into hiding.

Moreover, she was studying in Chang'an School. The atmosphere in the school suddenly became very tense a few days ago. The Xu family and the He family immediately banned two children, which is enough to explain the problem. "

Wang Zhixin clenched his chin, his face still stiff and expressionless, but he told all his thoughts.

"It's strange, how can such a good person get into trouble in Taohao Tian? If something happens in Taohao Tian, ​​why can't Masters pick it up?"

Wang Zhixin was talking to himself like this, and suddenly he seemed to remember something. His dull face rarely showed fear, as if he had made some speculation.

But he hesitantly glanced at Zhang Qinghe's profile and refrained from speaking out his speculation.

Somehow he couldn't hide things around Zhang Qinghe.

Ah, this... is so thorough!

Zhang Qinghe couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his heart.

But that's not what he wanted to ask. Since there is a hidden know-it-all around him, he must make good use of it.

"Brother Wang, do you know who He Muyang and Xu Dong are usually on good terms with?"

"On the contrary, my friendship with Xie Luming is shallow. Xie Luming looks warm to the princess, but in fact he is very disdainful. With this kind of relationship, those who don't know about it think they have a good friendship, but those who know the inside story only think that their relationship is very awkward. .”

Zhang Qinghe looked slightly confused, which was inconsistent with his speculation.

"But I vaguely remember that Lu Qingyun and He Muyang still have a close friendship." Wang Zhixin was a little confused as to why Zhang Qinghe suddenly asked about this.

"At this dust-cleansing banquet, if these two are bolder and slip out of the ban for disobeying their elders, Brother Zhang might still be able to see them?

Why, does Brother Zhang pay much attention to these two people? He is just an ordinary dude, but He Muyang is a little clever. "

Wang Zhixin became extremely talkative in front of Zhang Qinghe.

It made sense now. It wasn't that they couldn't appear, but they would definitely appear.

Zhang Qinghe smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes, remembering the unsatisfactory breakfast at Tian Yezi's place.

These two people sneaked out not once or twice, and...

They are so courageous!