The next day, down the mountain!

Looking at the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, Zhang San sighed for a while, as if the crossing was just yesterday, a thousand years have passed, and I don't know what kind of things are on the mountain.

After a long time, Zhang San asked, "Is the sect's station still in its original place?"

The two veterans glanced at each other, and Qiu Zhigao said tentatively: "Is the master talking about the old station thousands of years ago? ”

Zhang San thought to himself, today's sect, which one is not to drill into the deep mountains and old forests, otherwise the bell will be exposed.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and sighed, "Let's go." ”

After speaking, he first rushed to the mountain.

The two veterans in the back are inexplicable, it seems that this freshly baked master has a lot of feelings for the sect!

Seeing Zhang San walking away, the two hurriedly followed.

"Master, there is a mountain gate of our Quanzhen Sect in front of you. ”

Half an hour later, Qiu Zhigao pointed not far away and introduced.

Zhang Sanshun looked at it, and sure enough, he saw a sword pavilion under the small mountain peak not far away, and looked up, only to see that the top of the mountain was misty and misty, and there were vague attics, and the distribution was very broad.

Zhang San couldn't help but nodded, it seemed that although the Quanzhen Sect had moved a few peaks to the depths of the South Mountain, the scale was not small!

At this time, there were already more than a dozen people from the Xie Jian Pavilion running over here, obviously having discovered Zhang San and the others.

Zhang San was originally just a few disciples guarding the mountain gate, but after seeing that the leader was an old Taoist priest, he didn't think so, and it seemed that the two people around him should have already passed the news back.

Sure enough, as soon as the old Taoist priest got close, he led several people behind him to bow down:

"Quanzhen Sect Qiu Zhi coerced his disciples to welcome the sect back to the mountain!"

"Welcome back to the mountain!"

Now that he has made up his mind, of course Zhang San will not be hypocritical, and said with an indifferent expression: "Get up!"

After Lao Dao led the disciples to get up, he and Qiu Zhigao carried Zhang San into the mountain gate, followed the mountain road, and went to the top of the mountain Taoist temple; along the way, there were disciples on the mountain road to pay homage to Zhang San, and it seems that the whole Zhenjiao attaches great importance to the arrival of Zhang San.

To be honest, this feeling is very good, Zhang San is already a little fluttering, if it weren't for the fact that his realm is not shallow now, and he can barely hold his mind, I'm afraid he can't find the north anymore.

Finally, at the end of the long mountain road, a huge square appeared in front of Zhang San's eyes, at the end of the square was a high hall, and the three big characters of 'Chongyang Palace' on the door plate were shining.

Passing through the square, the group finally came to the front of Chongyang Palace.

"Boom!" The thick palace door was opened, and everyone rushed in, and Zhang San was not polite, and sat down directly on the big chair in the middle of the main hall.

The three old Taoists looked at each other, and none of them spoke, but looked at Zhang San together.

Zhang San immediately understood that after enjoying such honor and preferential treatment, it was time for him to get on the dry goods, and whether he could sit firmly in this position under his ass depended on his own ability.

Thinking of this, Zhang San smiled slightly: "I know what you think in your hearts, yes, I do know the innate skills, and even the content of the innate part will also be." ”

"Really?"

The three veterans were immediately overjoyed, they spent so much money, and what they wanted was Zhang San's words!

"To be honest, in fact, I am really a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and the master who taught me martial arts back then did claim to be a Quanzhen Sect, which is why I gladly returned to Nanshan with you. Zhang San nodded, and if he flickered, he would open his mouth.

"Ahh

When the third elder Dao heard this, he was overjoyed, and there was such a true master in the world, so he hurriedly asked, "I don't know who this master's name is, and where does he live now?"

"I don't know!"

Zhang San shook his head, spread his hands and said, "This has been more than ten years, the master and his old man only taught me martial arts for half a year, and he traveled all over the world, and I have never seen it again." ”

"Alas!"

The three veterans sighed for a while, looking very disappointed.

Seeing this, Zhang San smiled slightly, "You don't have to be disappointed, bring a pen and paper, and I will write out the acquired part of the innate skill for you silently." ”

When the three elders heard this, they turned their worries into joy, and Qiu Zhigao even said repeatedly: "Senior brother, you go to get a pen and paper for the head teacher, and I will arrange the succession ceremony of the head teacher, and we will hold it tomorrow." ”

"Don't be busy yet. Zhang San shook his head, "I see that the three of you are on the verge of breaking through, and after I write out the exercises, you should take it and retreat immediately! ”

"Really, the three of us still have hope of a breakthrough?"

Qiu Zhigao suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Zhang San excitedly, and the other two veterans were the same, they all looked like they were in tears.

"Yes, your internal strength is already enough, and the difference is just a breakthrough method. ”

Zhang San replied solemnly, nodding secretly in his heart, as long as he subdued these three old Daoists, he would not be far from controlling the entire Quanzhen Sect.

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Late at night, Chongyang apse.

Zhang San leaned on the comfortable big bed, holding a thick hardcover book in his hand and nibbling on it.

This is a Dao disc that records the information of all the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, which was given to Zhang San by the three old Daoists before the retreat.

The first page of the opening chapter is a general outline of the Daomen, which gives a general introduction to the situation of the entire Daomen today:

Today's Daomen can be roughly divided into three major factions, namely the North Quanzhen, the South Zhengyi, and the Central Wudang School.

The Wudang faction cultivates martial arts and is the strongest; the Zhengyi Sect cultivates Xuan, leading the domestic cultivation realm; while the Quanzhen Sect has both martial arts cultivation and Xuanxuan cultivation, but both are at the bottom, but the number of people is the largest among the three religions, and those who respect the Quanzhen Sect as their ancestral court at home and abroad can be regarded as Quanzhen Sect disciples.

After looking at this, Zhang San realized that the so-called 30,000 members of the Quanzhen Sect came here in this way, and he dared to count all the Taoist priests who believed in the Quanzhen Sect at home and abroad.

Zhang San shook his head and turned to the next page.

This page is a table of contents, on which is clearly written the information index of Quanzhen's 3,076 disciples, including three elders of the first generation, ten deacons of the second generation, seventy-two disciples of the third generation, and 2,989 outer disciples.

Zhang San nodded unconsciously, this is the true disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and then turned to the elder page to look.

Qiu Zhigao: 69 years old, has been a teacher for 60 years, and is a great elder

Qiu Zhida: 67 years old, has been a teacher for 60 years, and is a second elder

Qiu Zhishang: 66 years old, has been a teacher for 60 years, and is a third elder

"Poof!"

Zhang San violently spit out the hot tea he had just eaten, his expression extremely strange.

These three old guys, their names are really tall!

He didn't think much of it at first, but this would put the names of the three brothers together, and he instantly felt a force coming out of the paper.

Looking at the years of the three of them, Zhang San suddenly understood that the names of the three brothers must have been taught by the previous generation who had ascended to heaven.

Tall!

The obsession of the previous generation of the head of the sect is really deep enough, no wonder he can teach such three apprentices, he is not even willing to sit in the head of the teaching position, he only thinks about revitalizing the Quanzhen Sect, but this is fine, let me Zhang San bring this Quanzhen Sect back to the peak from the new!

With some emotion, Zhang San casually opened the introduction of the second-generation deacon and looked at it, and his interest in this dish was greatly reduced, so he threw it aside, turned his head upside down and began to fall asleep, and he was also a little tired after two days of driving.