"Report! The bandits have been put in ambush! ”

"Drag it out!"

"Go and get a doctor, there are still a lot of wounded..."

Inside the Tongzheng Square, it was noisy.

At this time, it was past noon, the clouds had dispersed, and the autumn sun was shining on it, gradually dispelling the cold.

The mood of the soldiers is also like this weather.

The thieves ambushed him, although there were many dead and wounded, but it was not his turn, and it was finally sunny after the rain.

The day after tomorrow is the autumn stove festival, many markets have temple fairs, if you can be free, you will accompany your family to play...

In the distance, on the dense canopy of trees, Zhang Biao stood and watched.

The corpse of the monk was dragged out, especially the monk, and it became a blood gourd, with a dark face, tied with iron chains, and iron sticks pierced the acupuncture path and the sea of qi......

Zhang Biao was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Guo An really exterminated the Lianhua Sect.

The other party has a Wood Lotus Mist Magic Weapon, which can be regarded as an advantage in the tunnel, and he is also familiar with the terrain, even if there are few people, it will not be so.

Look at the corpses decomposing all over their bodies......

Did it alarm the Skeleton Camp?

In any case, the heart is over.

Those ghost-headed iron sticks are six-door torture tools, which are dedicated to breaking through the Qi Sea Cave Dao, no matter how strong the monk is, he will become a waste if he loses his true qi.

Falling into the prison of the Criminal Department is worse than death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head, jumped to the wall, and then turned out of the dark alley and disappeared into the crowd......

…………

Huaizhen Fang, Chongyang View.

"Everyone, please be careful..."

Xuancheng Lao Dao watched the piles of classics being loaded into the carriage, looked distressed, and told the porters: "These ancient books are not short, and if they are broken, they will never be recovered." ”

Zhang Biao smiled on the side: "Daoist Xuancheng, don't you care about these?" ”

He left from Tongzheng Fang, and seeing that it was still early, he stopped by Huaizhen Fang and pulled back the Chongyang View classics to sort out.

Xuancheng Lao Dao shook his head and said: "Thanks to the blessing of the Lord, those silver are enough to last for some time, and Lao Dao always has to leave something for his apprentices." ”

"The environment has changed, and this idea will also change, eternity is the Tao, change is also the Tao, the old way is just to go with the flow."

"It's a good one to go with the flow..."

Zhang Biao realized and nodded.

Heaven and earth have changed, and his fate has changed with it.

These days, although I have the opportunity to officially step into the ranks of monks, there is always a sense of powerlessness that I can't help myself and is being pushed away.

Perhaps, it is because he has not yet adapted to the current situation.

Heaven and earth are renewed, and all things change.

Like the raging waves of the rivers and seas, in front of this mysterious and unknown world of cultivation, in the face of the era of great changes, he is just a small ant, and his vain attempt to control the surroundings is just a joke.

Those ancient monks, isn't that the case?

In this way, they simply rushed into the unknown ocean, danced with the storm, and explored farther places.

Perhaps, this is the state of mind of the monks.

Thinking about this, Zhang Biao only felt that the haze in his heart was gone, looked at the autumn sky, and smiled:

"Let's go, whip up!"

The donkey shook his head, the bell jingled, pulled the cart through Zhengyang Street, and returned to Anzhenfang not long after.

Zhang Biao took out a few tables from his home, spread out straw mats, spread out the books one by one to dry, and then began to boil medicine and practice.

He consumed a lot last night, and when his spirit was replenished, he made a pot of tea and checked it one by one.

"Dongxuan Sutra", the name is atmospheric enough, but it is just written by a person in this dynasty, and it is said to be foggy, but it is actually all conjecture......

"Three Treatises on Cangyuan", this age is old enough, it is a classic of the great cause of the previous dynasty, but it is not unusual to be bitten by insects and rats, and it is rotten...

"Chongshan Emperor Jun Yuanwen", messy...

"Taishi Neijing", this is also a little interesting, it talks about Taoist medicine, which has an ancient origin and is widely spread.

Although it is not a monk's secret book, he will inevitably learn more about the relevant knowledge in the future...

With the help of the Eye of Vision, coupled with the experience of groping, Zhang Biao's picking speed is getting faster and faster.

Towards dusk, a book caught his attention.

This classic is called "The Legend of the Wandering Immortals".

Unlike other books, this is a roll of bamboo slips, I don't know what age it comes from, the bamboo slips have been mottled, almost rotten, and the leather ropes are about to fall apart.

It stands to reason that it was not written by a monk.

But the font on it is somewhat similar to several secret books handed down by his family.

Zhang Biao didn't say a word, and ran the eye of vision.

Ancient Bamboo Slips (Fan)

1. This is a book from the ancient era, which has gone through the vicissitudes of time and has been mottled and decayed, called "The Legend of Youxian", which is one of the volumes.

2. The patriarch of Chongyang Temple, who once traveled around the world with a monk, treated him with courtesy, observed his words and deeds, and wrote this book.

3. Above, there is an ancient secret hidden...

Got it!

Zhang Biao immediately came to the spirit.

He rummaged through the remaining classics, and sure enough, he found a few more volumes of "The Legend of the Wandering Immortals", arranged in order, and a few missing volumes, but it was also an astonishing discovery.

After careful cleaning, Zhang Biao re-copied the handwriting with a brush while recognizing the handwriting.

This "The Legend of the Wandering Immortals" is described in the form of dialogue, and at the beginning, Zhang Biao's spirits were lifted.

Yu Qiudao for ten years, finally met true cultivation, heroic, not ordinary, demon Quartet, the road name Tu Lingzi, known as Sanyang Heavenly Master.

Asked the Heavenly Master and said: Yu Wen ancient true cultivation, meal clouds and spitting fog, Taoism through the mysteries, people in today's time, the magic is difficult to achieve, the times are different? Will people be lost?

The Heavenly Master said: Yin and Yang change, the avenue is difficult to violate...

Seeing this, Zhang Biao already knew it in his heart.

The Chongyang concept is not the Xuanyang lineage, but its ancestor met the senior brother Tu in the end of the law era.

At that time, the aura of heaven and earth disappeared, the path of monks was interrupted, and although the demons and monsters were also weakened, they were more ferocious, frantically devouring the essence and blood of mortals to maintain.

A picture seemed to appear in Zhang Biao's mind:

In the chaotic times of the end of the law, a person with a beard like a halberd and a long sword in bamboo armor walked in all directions, slaying demons and demons, and emitting the last light in the darkness.

Another young Taoist stumbled after him, recording it all...

Zhang Biao read and wrote, his eyes became solemn.

According to the meaning of Tu Lingzi's words, Xuanyang's vein withered, and after the death of his junior brother, he was the only one left.

Maybe it's a lonely sea, looking around at a loss, this Tu Lingzi doesn't hide it, revealing a lot of things.

In even more ancient times, the world's sects prospered, manipulating large and small human dynasties to create a glorious and prosperous era.

All sects are divided into inner and outer gates.

The inner gate is full of Tianjiao talents, focusing on cultivation.

The outer gate has no hope of becoming enlightened, and is more involved in the world, controlling the human dynasty, gathering resources for the sect, and collecting talents.

In the era of the end of the Dharma, it was expected a long time ago that the inner gate would disappear overnight, leaving only the outer disciples to maintain stability in the world.

Judging by what he meant, the Xuanyang line has suffered a great change, and it is also related to this era of the end of the law, so the number of people is thin.

There are also some inheritances, relying on special methods, still under the control of the inner door, practicing in seclusion, waiting for the opportunity...

This should be the reason why the Lotus Sect and the Xuandu Temple have been passed down to this day.

Zhang Biao thought of those crazy monks of the Lotus Sect.

At the end of the millennium, the law has been passed down endlessly, and it has been lurking in Yujing City for a hundred years, and it has been operated by several generations of monks.

What kind of power is it,

Can they be so religious?

After that, about the end of the Dharma era, many monks secrets, Tu Lingzi kept his mouth shut and did not reveal it again.

But from the conversation, you can feel his resentment and desolation.

What really happened in that era?

A strong curiosity rose in Zhang Biao's heart.

Could it be that the end of the law has come,

Is it man-made?

Although Tu Lingzi did not tell about the ancient times, through the records of the Xuanyang Guan Patriarch, Zhang Biao also discovered a lot of secrets.

The Xuanyang vein, the Sanyang Sutra is just a qi refining method.

They are supposed to be a fusion of the method of taking food and refining weapons.

By taking food, cultivate the Three Yang True Fire.

Not only that, but they are also weapon cultivators, cultivating a flying sword and a bamboo armor, and through these two magic weapons, they can exert the power of the Sanyang True Fire, and their combat power is very powerful.

I see......

Zhang Biao suddenly realized.

He could clearly feel the power of the Sanyang True Fire, but it only burned on the shoulders above his head.

Enough protection, but difficult to kill.

It turns out that it needs the help of magic weapons...

In "The Legend of the Wandering Immortals", of course, these two magic weapon refining methods will not be recorded, but the experience of slaughtering Lingzi to subdue demons and eliminate demons is also a valuable asset.

There are even many demon monster weaknesses recorded.

Zhang Biao looked excited, and before he knew that night was falling, he returned to the room, picked up the lamp and continued to transcribe.

In the dark, the candles in the hut are dim......

…………

Imperial City, Qionghua Palace.

The hall is lit with candles and sandalwood.

Guo An was silent and stood quietly.

After a long time, an old sneer came from the throne, "Heaven and earth have changed dramatically, so it is." ”

"Those sects, want to regain control of the world, want my country to be torn apart?!"