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Zhang Feng finally understood why this Taoist leader could maintain such physical strength and muscles in his ancient years.

If he hadn't guessed wrong, this Dao Master would have definitely cultivated the 'Innate Root Bone'.

There is no ink either.

Zhang Feng took Danfang out of the small baggage and exchanged it.

It's a backup that you have prepared.

Subsequently.

Under the guidance of the Dao Chief, Zhang Feng tried to use his aura to try to pour into the meridians, but he felt a tearing pain.

It seems that you have to take your time.

Also in this afternoon, under his own teaching, the Taoist Master also began to try alchemy for the first time.

As for whether the main drug is 100-year-old ginseng, is it enough.

The Taoist has traveled all his life, and there are a lot of good things in his small treasury.

Among them, there are more than 10 rare 100-year-old ginseng plants, and even as high as 190 years old, and the Taoist chief also treasured two plants.

The matter of medicinal materials is settled, and the rest of the things are easy to do.

Refine.

It was also early in the morning of the second day, when the sun had just risen.

Zhang Feng followed the Dao Leader again, came to the edge of the mountain peak and cliff, and tried to practice the Dao Chief's 'Purple Qi Decision'

It's a pity that the Taoist chief is sitting cross-legged, as if meditating, breathing for a long time, absorbing purple qi and aura.

Zhang Feng sat down on the cliff, but he couldn't feel a trace of 'aura'.

It seems that this is really a root problem.

And the sect tester brought back by the third-order player in the previous life is very real, and he is indeed a 'spirit root'.

Now I can only rely on the 'innate root bones' to try to improve my qualifications.

Otherwise, when you go to the aura world, you won't be able to enjoy the cultivation blessings that belong to the 'spiritual root'.

Pondered.

Zhang Feng returned to the courtyard, ready to continue to rush the pulse and practice the root bones.

After swallowing the purple gas, when he saw Zhang Feng leaving, he also returned to the courtyard and came to Zhang Feng, who was serving the shelf.

"Zhang Daoyou, don't you understand anything about purple qi?"

Daoist has always felt that this Zhang Daoyou has cultivation qualifications, and even more thinks that Zhang Feng is a genius who is rare to see once in hundreds of years.

Therefore, he didn't feel that Zhang Feng didn't have a spiritual root, but that Zhang Feng was not familiar with his unique cultivation method.

"It's a little bit incomprehensible." When Zhang Feng heard the Dao Chief's inquiry, he relaxed his muscles and bones, and said a little bit more: "I estimate that I will have to stay here for a while longer to learn the Purple Qi Method..." Don't bother the chief, right? ”

The Taoist chief stood up straight and landed with a voice, "If you have any questions, you will be answered." ”

"Thank you, Chief." Zhang Feng also stood up straight and returned the salute with his fists.

When the Taoist chief saw it, he suddenly laughed, as if joking, and as if pointing directly at the so-called 'Dao Heart', and asked: "Zhang Daoyou learned martial arts and practiced boxing, is.. Because of what? ”

Zhang Feng had nothing to hide, "Self-preservation and murder." ”

Seeing Zhang Feng's answer so straightforward, the Taoist chief shook his head and said, "I understand to protect myself." But if you want to kill. Then the most powerful thing to kill is not kung fu, but honey-bellied swords and slander. ”

Zhang Feng looked at the Dao Chief.

The Taoist chief smiled and said, "There is a Longquan sword on the tongue, and there is no blood in killing." ”

Zhang Feng thought for a while, and then asked, "Is this sentence said by the Taoist chief?" ”

The Taoist shook his head, "This is an allusion from ancient times. And there are many allusions like this, and there are also many very interesting true stories. ”

"What other allusions does the Taoist know about?" Zhang Feng became interested and sat on the firewood pile next to him, "I have four hobbies, practicing martial arts, drinking, eating, and listening to stories. One of my biggest hobbies is to find friends who are like-minded people. ”

"I am fortunate to be friends with Zhang Daoyou." The Taoist chief laughed before asking, "Does that Daoyou know about Shengmien and Doumien?" ”

Zhang Feng nodded, "I know this, and I know this allusion." ”

"Ahh The Taoist suddenly exhaled lightly and also sat near Zhang Feng, "Does that Daoist know that 'great kindness is not grateful, and deep kindness is more than hatred'?" ”

Zhang Feng saw that the Taoist chief seemed to have something on his mind, so he didn't answer, but listened quietly.

The Taoist looked into the distance, as if telling a story,

"It's a historical story.

It is rumored that there was an official in the Tang Dynasty named Li Mian.

When he took office, he let go of an Assassin in prison.

Years passed.

Li Mian traveled around and met the assassin by chance.

The Assassin was overjoyed to see his life-saving benefactor, and gratefully took his benefactor Li Mian to his home to entertain him and discuss it privately with his wife.

"This is the one who saved me, how can I repay it?"

The wife said, "Give Engong a thousand pieces of cloth?" ”

The Assassin said, "No, a thousand pieces of cloth are not enough to repay the life." ”

The wife said, "Two thousand? ”

The assassin still shook his head, "It's not enough. ”

The wife said, "If this is the case, it is better to kill him." ”

When the Taoist chief said this, he suddenly smiled, but sighed lonely: "I once had an apprentice... Or rather, the child I picked up. When he was in his twenties, it was the chaos of the warlords, and he wanted to repay my kindness for raising me, so he took refuge in the warlords, and wanted to repay me with the help of the warlords to repay me with the wealth of my life...

But on the day he returned, instead of gold and silver, he brought more than thirty muskets aimed at me.

At last.. He and the warlord were killed by my own hands. Otherwise.. Yesterday, I'm afraid I will let Zhang Daoyou run for nothing.."

"It is not uncommon for this kind of person to take revenge." Zhang Feng leaned on the firewood pile behind him and looked at the sky, "It may also be that the Taoist chief said that he feels that he can't repay the Taoist chief's kindness, or he is bewitched by the warlord, so..."

When Zhang Feng said this, he didn't know how to talk about the elder apprentice.

After all, there are traitors, but there are none.

But this is always a matter of people's own families, and they are outsiders, how can they say this.

And after the Taoist chief finished talking about this, he sighed a little and felt a little guilty, as if he felt that he had done something wrong.

Zhang Feng listened to the sad sigh of the Taoist chief, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

I can only say in my heart that the Taoist chief didn't know people when he was young.

It's also an unknown person.

Of course, I can't say that.

Because even if the Taoist knows people clearly, he can't throw away the children he worked so hard to raise.

In the hearts of authorities like the Taoist Chief, there is no way to say whether this matter is right or wrong.

I am a bystander. There is no feeling in the heart of the Taoist chief, which has always controlled his judgment of right and wrong.

And as this morning's conversation fell.

The Taoist chief is the same as before again, and I don't know if he suddenly felt much more relaxed after he finished talking about these things today.

Zhang Feng still practices every day, or asks for advice on qi practice, and then occasionally goes to the mountains to catch some game.

When you come back from hunting, let the Taoist cook for you.

Take this back, don't say it, the craftsmanship of the Taoist is a must.

In particular, his stewed fish with wild vegetables, the fish soup not only has a fishy smell, but has a fragrant and sweet feeling.

The Taoist also said a joke along the lines of, 'If he hadn't seen himself for a while and couldn't find the road ahead, he would find a place to be a chef.' ’

Zhang Feng only replied, "Bring people to cheer." ’

Time passed in a hurry.

Practicing, resting, chatting with the Taoist chief and listening to stories.

It wasn't until a month later that Zhang Feng opened up the three meridians, and learned the Chaoyang Purple Qi, caught a few fish in the afternoon of the same day, had a meal with the Taoist chief in the evening, and said goodbye the next morning.

When the Taoist chief heard it, he didn't have any feelings, let alone say anything to go down the mountain with Zhang Feng.

Maybe he is really old, and his hometown is difficult to leave, or it is possible that the Taoist has lived in seclusion for more than ten years, and he has long been accustomed to living here.

Now when he heard that Zhang Feng was leaving, there was no sadness or joy, and there was no retention and sympathy, but he waved his hand and said with an open-minded smile, "Goodbye." ”

He has experienced a lifetime of parting, and has long been accustomed to the coming and going of friends.

Moti now has a new path to achieve the foundation-building elixir.

Of course, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation.

Zhang Feng walked outside the courtyard, waved his hand, tied the Tang knife to the side of his leg, carried the bow box and the small burden, and went down the mountain.

Wait until you come to the bottom of the mountain.

Zhang Feng turned around and looked, wanting to see the last side of the Dao Chief, but saw the smoke rising from the mountain, the same as when he came.

The Taoist chief did not stand on the mountain to see Zhang Feng, but boiled water in the courtyard while spitting out and practicing, leisurely.