"Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantra"

Compared to the various mediums in the real world where knowledge is stored, everything in this world is extremely primitive.

The entry method given by the Taoist Zou Bugui is recorded in bamboo slips, just more than 1,000 words, and the bamboo slips used are four or five catties.

When Zhang Xuezhou's thoughts arose, he couldn't help but feel that it was easier for him to recite than to carry a bamboo slip down the mountain.

For him, it is indeed not difficult to memorize more than a thousand words.

As a pacesetter in the 62nd class of the senior third grade group of Yucai Middle School, Zhang Xuezhou's study time is very short, but his learning efficiency is very high.

Because of this, he has also repeatedly become the tail of the crane and hangs in the most top-notch experimental class group of Yucai Middle School.

"It's just that the words are hard to read!"

Different from the conditioning tips given by Ren Anran, Zou Bugui's "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantra" has many words that are difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to identify.

This is related to the education level of Zhangjiazhuang, many elders only know so many words, and Zhang Xuezhou can only learn so many words.

If it weren't for that, Zhang Xuezhou would not need to cooperate with the drawing of the diary in this world language.

He flipped through the bamboo slip three times, wrote down most of the contents, and kept pondering nearly a hundred words he didn't know.

"I have to go to Rongcheng to find my aunt's side to help, and I also need to popularize the common sense of cultivation here!"

The method of entry was in hand, but Zhang Xuezhou did not dare to act without permission.

He didn't know much about the "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantras" mentioning many professional terms such as qi fu and pulse, which was completely different from the detailed explanations and diagrams on the conditioning tips.

It may even be that these are two completely different systems.

"I don't know where Xiangyangpo is?"

After half a ring, Zhang Xuezhou came back to his senses.

Surviving in the middle of the wilderness is a very difficult task.

Needless to say, Zhang Xuezhou will return to the real world as soon as the time comes, thus losing all consciousness here.

Not to mention encountering jackals, tigers and leopards, even a swarm of ants and mosquitoes is likely to pose an unstoppable risk to him.

"I am the person of the Ten Yin Holy Son, I am the person of the Ten Yin Holy Son, I have a big backstage......"

If you pit other people's things, you have to run, Zhang Xuezhou knows very well the truth of accepting it when he sees it.

But Zhang Xuezhou couldn't find his parents, let alone spend the night alone in the wild.

He slowly moved halfway up the mountain, his face changed back and forth for a while, and finally slowly climbed up the mountain.

No matter what the big reason, he had to spend these two days until his parents came to pick him up.

As for whether he will be on the Taoist side, Zhang Xuezhou can't care so much.

"What the hell is that fishy smell on me?"

In addition to seeking a place to live, Zhang Xuezhou also has to figure out some things.

As an impostor, Zhang Xuezhou didn't know why he was classified into the group of the Ten Yin Holy Sons.

He couldn't smell the smell of his own body at all.

People have never been sensitive to their own smells, Zhang Xuezhou thought left and right, and felt that when the time came, he could deceive people again to see if he could get the corresponding information.

He had a lot of calculations in his heart, but when Zhang Xuezhou climbed to the mountainside again, there was no sound in the Taoist temple.

Through the gap in the door, Zhang Xuezhou saw that the interior of the Taoist temple was empty, and he couldn't see half a figure.

"Dao Chief?"

"Dao Chief?"

……

"What do you mean, closing the Taoist temple and closing the door and not seeing anyone, is this not giving us face for the Ten Yin Holy Son?"

"There is a problem with the entry method you take, open the door quickly!"

After calling out several times, Zhang Xuezhou began to change his tone and scold.

But after a performance, there was no response from the Taoist temple.

"It seems that there is really no one, when did this person go out, why didn't I meet him when I went up and down the mountain?"

Zhang Xuezhou looked around and listened for a while.

He finally decided that there was no one left in this Taoist temple.

A big living person just disappeared out of thin air, this kind of thing is a bit supernatural, but looking at the pale white waning moon rising in the sky, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't shake half a wave in his heart.

If he didn't finish preparing to spend the night, he might be gone.

He pushed the wooden door twice, but saw that the wooden door did not move.

This not only did not discourage Zhang Xuezhou, but brought a little surprise.

He wanted a safe place to stay.

This Taoist temple lacks the patrol and protection of the village, but the brick-walled houses are better defended than the earthen houses in Zhangjiazhuang.

Zhang Xuezhou is very satisfied with this safe area.

He looked at the white wall more than two meters high, found a few more stones to step on, and waited until he grabbed and climbed for a few minutes, Zhang Xuezhou had already fallen in with a pop.

"Great place!"

Accustomed to living in a mud house here, Zhang Xuezhou suddenly entered this kind of masonry house, and Zhang Xuezhou felt like he had moved into a villa in a suite.

He didn't care about the injury of his knee bump, and quickly checked this unmanned Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple is not large, except for the three sculptures enshrined in the central hall, the rest is the kitchen and toilet on both sides and the rest of the residence.

The door was not locked, and Zhang Xuezhou even saw the meat porridge in the kitchen that still had residual warmth.

He pursed his lips, looked at the sky again, and didn't care about many taboos, so he directly put the food of the Taoist into his stomach.

"I am the person of the Ten Yin Holy Son, and I have a big backstage ......"

After muttering a few sentences in his mouth, and constantly convincing himself to enhance his self-confidence like brainwashing, Zhang Xuezhou took up the Taoist's bedroom.

There were a few sets of changing clothes left in the Taoist's bedroom, the material was far better than the coarse cloth shirt worn by Zhang Xuezhou.

After some tidying up, Zhang Xuezhou lit the poisonous weeds that smoked poisonous insects.

"According to the attitude of the Taoist towards the reputation of the Ten Yin Holy Son, I am cautious and cautious, but it is easy to overturn, the more rampant I am, the more he may be afraid of me, and then I will be safer!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought for dozens of seconds before he grasped the attitude towards Taoists.

He didn't know where the Taoist had gone, so he had to wait in his spirits.

But when the moon rose on the branches, the Taoist did not appear in the Taoist temple.

Zhang Xuezhou's widening eyes had to squint back when the time came.

"It's a real inconvenience to leave the village for the first time, and if I'm wandering around that world, how can I be safe?"

When he woke up, Zhang Xuezhou held a pen in his hand and quickly recorded today's diary.

He even recited the "Yin and Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavenly Mantras" and transcribed them all together.

For Zhang Xuezhou, he needed to survive these two days until he joined Zhang Chong and Yourong.

As for whether to go back to Zhangjiazhuang or to Rongcheng in the future, many things can be done slowly.

"Wait, I seem to have been overlooked!"

Zhang Xuezhou has always been a careful person, otherwise he would not have recorded everything he experienced in his dreams, and even he continued to strengthen his memory of the world words in his dreams, hoping not to forget the relevant content, and to accurately describe the doctor during treatment.

But Zhang Xuezhou vaguely felt that he seemed to be ignoring something.

He couldn't remember it for a while, so he had to sweep up the many events of this day.

By the time he closed the diary, he had cut everything off, and many memories and cognitions had returned to real life.