Chapter 178: Worship Me as a Teacher, Won?

"Alas, little brother, can't you save some face for the old man? After all, we can also be regarded as Taoist friends! Don't you know that there is a kind of cultivation in cultivation that is double cultivation? Although this is a bit different from double cultivation, it is also for cultivation. ChineseForget it, you don't understand what I told you, in short, the old man is not a pervert as you think!"

Lu Tiaoyang said with a serious appearance, but his obscene and ugly face made people unable to face it.

But Zhang Zichen didn't smile anymore, although he was very disdainful of this old cultivator's disrespectful practice of running to the small corridor to comfort the stumbling woman, but Zhang Zichen also had to admit that this was indeed a matter of personal choice, and no one stipulated that a cultivator should never be lustful, after all, the color precepts are all said in some sects and Taoism, and he is afraid that his disciples are not determined and go astray.

But in fact, this precept is the same as the wine and meat precepts, such as the Taoist of Buddhism, that is, the legendary Ji mad or Ji Gong, he is the reincarnation of the Buddha Dragon Arhat, in the life of the Taoist Zen Master once said "wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha left in his heart", this is because although he drinks wine and eats meat, but the mind is not affected by external objects, which is actually no essential difference from lust, because they are all things that will make people enjoy **.

However, Jigong was able to maintain a clear mind in the wine and meat field, which was difficult for other monks to do, so Jigong also had the second half of the sentence: "If the world learns from me, it will be like falling into the devil's way." ”

Therefore, after Zhang Zichen laughed, he had to admit a serious fact, that is, the upright Heavenly Master Lu Tiaoyang in front of him was probably not the pervert he thought, but a master like Jigong, because the golden light on his body could not be faked.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen couldn't help but restrain his colored glasses for this guy, and his attitude was much better.

"Little brother, you also have a vampire thing?"

Seeing that Zhang Zichen's face had eased a lot, Lu Tiaoyang no longer cried and shouted grievances with a sad face, but approached Zhang Zichen with a mysterious face, and said with a nu lips.

Zhang Zichen nodded when he heard this, waiting for this guy's next words, it was really not that Zhang Zichen did not respect the elderly, but because Zhang Zichen couldn't raise a trace of respect at all when he remembered his panicked shouting and grinding to lift his pants in the shampoo room.

Moreover, Zhang Zichen also saw the clue at this time, this guy is actually not as old as he looks, but should be between forty or fifty years old, but because of his overindulgence, not only is his face pale, but his face is full of furrows and wrinkles, so he looks like he is sixty or seventy years old, and he looks like a little old man.

After confirming that Zhang Zichen was also a vampire, Lu Tiaoyang posted it mysteriously again and said, "Then you also showed that this matter is unusual?"

Before Zhang Zichen could answer, Lu Tiaoyang said with a worried and sympathetic look:

"This time it's not one or two vampires at all, it looks like someone should be behind the scenes, there must be something strange inside, maybe there is a bigger boss lurking in Jiangning City!"

Zhang Zichen nodded meaningfully, and said in his heart, you old boy looks like a vampire's **oss.

"Little brother, at this time of crisis, it's time for us cultivators to make some contributions to the people, if you are willing, why don't you take a step to speak and go to the humble house to talk?"

Lu Tiaoyang threw a proposal to Zhang Zichen, Zhang Zichen thought for a while, then nodded and agreed.

...

When he arrived at Lu Tiaoyang's house, Zhang Zichen realized that this guy was actually very honest sometimes, because what he said about the humble house was not a polite word, but a real humble house.

Zhang Zichen followed Lu Tiaoyang, twisted and came to a shantytown rental house located at the junction of urban and rural areas, where Lu Tiaoyang lived was a small rental house of only about ten square meters, the whole house can be called a family with four walls, in addition to a small bed provided by the landlord, there is only a storage box made of cardboard boxes, which contains some of Lu Tiaoyang's clothes and some old "rags".

After taking a closer look, Zhang Zichen realized that those things that looked like tatters were actually some old magic weapons, including copper bells that had been missing horns for hundreds of years, old peach wood swords that were also mottled with lacquer, and old ink cartridges that smelled of stinky ink.

"Hehe, these magic weapons you see, I didn't blow them, in the current era of the end of the law, even those legendary Longhu Mountain and Maoshan can't take out so many good things, he broke it a little, but the effect, it's leveraged!"

Zhang Zichen looked at this guy's boasting appearance, and his eyebrows couldn't help but raise funny, although he also knew that it was wrong to think so, but Lu Tiaoyang's obscene appearance, even when he was boasting with a magic weapon, he still looked like those fake experts who sold fake drugs on the street and a serious seller of fake and shoddy aphrodisiacs on a small eight-line show who didn't know what came out of the ravine.

When Lu Tiaoyang saw Zhang Zichen's unmoved look, he immediately became a little anxious, and put the magic weapons that made him proud one by one into the distance, and then looked at Zhang Zichen with a mysterious expression and said:

"Actually, the most precious thing I have here is this. ”

Lu Tiaoyang said, leaned over to the bottom of the bed, and then pulled out an old bamboo box from the bottom of the bed, the bamboo box looked like it had been some years, but it was still strong and strong, as if the power of the years had not allowed it to be destroyed by corruption.

Under Zhang Zichen's puzzled gaze, Lu Tiaoyang bowed three times to the bamboo and wood box, reciting words in his mouth, and then opened the box respectfully and took out something from it, which looked like a scroll of calligraphy and painting.

After Lu Tiaoyang took out the scroll, he hung the calligraphy and painting on the main hall, I don't know if it was an illusion, after this painting was hung on the wall, this small and scattered rental room was suddenly filled with a solemn atmosphere.

This feeling was fleeting, and Zhang Zichen saw that the painting was painted with an image of an emperor wearing a crown, holding a jade gui in his hand, and the treasure was solemn.

"This is the ancestor of this door, the Donghua Emperor is also, the incarnation of the Donghua Emperor is the pure Yang real person Lu Dongbin, when the emperor came to the world, he left the Taoist system of the pure Yang Zi in the world, and the pure Yang Immortal Sutra of my Donghua Gate is contained in this portrait of the emperor.

In other words, this portrait contains the supreme scriptures, and if you can understand it thoroughly, you will be able to fly to the immortals.

I see that your bones are strange and you have a lot of wisdom, so I want to preach to you, how about worshipping me as a teacher?" )