"What you are cultivating is the Jade Sutra of the Inner Jing of the Taishang Yellow Court?"

The old man seemed to have made up his mind, and his expression revealed ardent anticipation.

"Hmm!", Li Changqing's expression moved slightly, could it be that the "Taishang Huangting Jade Sutra" given by the system has something to do with the Xuangong Mountain Mu Zhenguan?

"Sure enough, the ancestor is above, and Zhang Zhongkui, the thirty-second generation descendant of the Imperial Sect Mu Zhenguan, has finally waited for this day!"

The old man Zhang Zhongkui looked crazy, crying and laughing for a while, and kneeling in front of the stone statue in the middle of the stone temple and kowtowing.

"You said you've been waiting for me?", Li Changqing felt that Zhang Zhongkui's demeanor was nervous, and he asked in confusion.

"The story has to start from the end of the Ming Dynasty, the last years of the Ming Dynasty broke out of the famine, there were peasant uprisings one after another, there were Huang Taiji's Qing army eyeing the outside, Mu Zhenguan opened the mountain to relieve the victims, the victims heard the sound and came, the daily need for food greatly increased, and then there was no surplus grain in the view, even the gruel could not be supplied, but there were more and more displaced people gathered, thinking that the ancestors of the Mu Zhenguan hid the grain, and finally gathered the displaced people to break the Mu Zhenguan, did not find a grain of rice, and set fire to the Mu Zhenguan!"

"Many of the ancestors of Mu Zhenguan died in that turmoil, and only a small number of young disciples survived under the cover of their elders, but Mu Zhenguan was defeated!"

After Zhang Zhongkui confirmed that Li Changqing cultivated the "Taishang Huangting Inner Jing Jade Sutra", he was obviously much more cordial to Li Changqing, and told Li Changqing about the past of the year.

"But what does this have to do with the plate moral monument I have obtained, as well as the cultivation of the "Taishang Huangting Inner Jing Jade Sutra"?"

Li Changqing can feel the ugly side of human nature in that war-torn era through Zhang Zhongkui's narration, but he still hasn't found the answer he wants.

"There is still some time before the sun goes down, listen to me tell you slowly!", Zhang Zhongkui regained his composure and continued to speak: "Those who escaped from that turmoil are all juniors, and most of the inheritance in the view has been lost, only half of the "Taishang Huangting Neijing Jade Sutra" has been retained, and half of the moral tablet in the hands of the ancestor god statue has also disappeared in that turmoil, after which Xuangong Mountain was removed from the five Taoist dojos, but the Muzhen Temple has barely been inherited, but it no longer lives up to the grandeur of the year. ”

"At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, the thirtieth generation of the imperial sect Mu Zhenguan, Master Zhang Shiqiong, was a talented man, and he was good at counting plum blossoms, and deduced the whereabouts of the other half of the "Taishang Huangting Neijing Jade Sutra" at the cost of his life, but he only left the last words that he could get the other half of the "Taihuang Ting's Neijing Jade Sutra" by finding the other half of the moral monument!

After listening to Zhang Zhongkui's narration, Li Changqing had some clarity on the proverbs of Zhang Shiqiong of the Muzhen Temple, the moral tablet is only a condition for opening a Taoist career, and his "Taishang Huangting Inner Jing Jade Sutra" is not directly derived from the moral tablet, but is produced by the Zhuzi Hundred Schools system, although that Zhang Shiqiong is only a rough calculation, but it is enough to be surprising.

At the same time, it also gave Li Changqing a deeper understanding of the world, compared to those amazing and brilliant people in history, even if he has a hundred schools of thought, he still needs time to accumulate!

"I have indeed seen a moral tablet similar to that in the hands of your ancestors, but the "Taishang Huangting Neijing Jade Sutra" that I practiced was not obtained from the moral stele, but since I am fortunate to have obtained the complete "Taishang Huangting Neijing Jade Sutra", I am also willing to help your imperial faction complete the inheritance of the "Taishang Huangting Neijing Jade Sutra"!"

Li Changqing's ambition is to continue his studies for the sake of the saints, so that a thousand-year-old Taoist sect can have a chance to restore the glory of the past, so naturally he will not be stingy in doing so.

"Haha, it's rare for you to be so happy! But I'm already a person buried in loess to my neck, even if I get the complete "Taishang Huangting Inner Jing Jade Sutra", what can I do? But you are still very young, and you have already cultivated the "Taishang Huangting Inner Jing Jade Sutra" to the early stage of refining and refining qi, and you may be able to reach an unprecedented height in the future, maybe you are willing to join our Muzhen Temple?"

When it came to the end, Zhang Zhongkui's mind was very clear, and he was like two people who looked crazy just now.

"I'm sorry to ......!", Li Changqing shook his head, he didn't know much about the rules of the imperial faction, and politely refused.

"Don't be busy refusing first, our imperial faction has no restraints, you can drink wine, eat meat, marry a wife and have children, you just need to pass on the imperial faction......!

Zhang Zhongkui was rumored to be in tattered clothes, with a black pot helmet sticking to his face, and said to Li Changqing with a very pitiful look.

"There are no constraints?", Li Changqing asked again.

"Uh-huh!", Zhang Zhongkui nodded quickly.

"Well, I promised you!"

Li Changqing already has a lot of identities, and he doesn't care about one more, and seeing Zhang Zhongkui at such an age, guarding the last incense of the imperial faction in the mountains and wilderness, he was moved by compassion.

"Then I will accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, you are the thirty-second generation disciple of the imperial faction like me, because Ningzong of the Southern Song Dynasty personally formulated the character generation line for us, so we are called the imperial faction. Its forty words are 'Taoist Yuan Taixi, only the sky can keep it, with wisdom Shao your ancestor, Duan Xian should be a good teacher, Gongzi Mao Zhongjing, uncle and grandson Keshi, Meng Zhongji Ruoshan, living in a natural Xi. ', we are all Zhongzi faction, why don't you call Zhongning with your Dao name?"

The corners of Zhang Zhongkui's mouth opened to the limit, and the wrinkles on his forehead were squeezed together with a smile.

"Eh, do you still want to take the road number?", Li Changqing felt that he had been fooled.

"Don't worry, this is just a note, you can also use your original name, by the way, what's your real name?"

Zhang Zhongkui said for so long before he remembered that he didn't know what Li Changqing's name was, and asked slightly embarrassed.

"Li Changqing!"

"Zhang Zhongkui!"

"Can I quit?", Li Changqing's face was full of black lines.

"Look at your pure and kind appearance, how can you bear to ......", Zhang Zhongkui's face changed in half a second, looking miserable and miserable.

"Zhong Ning, Zhong Ning!", Li Changqing was quite helpless.

"Senior Brother Li Zhongning, congratulations on joining the Imperial Sect, tomorrow I will go out of the mountain and report to the association, come, Senior Brother invites you to drink soup......"

Zhang Zhongkui took out a dusty document and wrote Li Changqing's road number in it.

"Well, I'll make a fire for you!"

Li Changqing looked at the wild vegetables wafting in the cold water of the big iron pot and felt that Zhang Zhongkui was the real hermit of asceticism, and his life in Zhong Nanshan was much happier in comparison.