'Made. Jade Disc of Creation? ’

Zhang Chengdao laughed: "Were you taken aback?" Your father and I were also shocked when I found out.

However, it is not as magical as in mythology, and the main thing is to screen disciples and the like. ”

"Dad, what about those descendants on Dragon and Tiger Mountain who are not on the immortal promotion list?"

Zhang Xiao asked curiously, because from the perspective of human nature, just like some posts and moxa, it can only be transmitted through blood, ML, and mother and child.

How could those people be willing to let their children lose such an opportunity?

Although there are not many people who are married and have children in the Taoist sect, many people are even directly accompanied by the Tao.

But there are still some of them.

Even monks with a state of mind far beyond ordinary people would not be willing, and half of them can accept it, and their morality is far beyond ordinary people.

Zhang Chengdao was silent for a moment, with a hint of sadness on his face:

"This is indeed a problem that has plagued Daomen for a long time, and even almost split because of this, and finally after a series of discussions, there are Longhu Mountain, Wudang Mountain, Qingcheng Mountain"

"Huh? It's not no—"

Zhang Xiao suddenly closed his mouth, since Zhang Guangzheng can be self-taught, he is obviously not stupid, he said in horror:

"You mean, those secular sects were founded by the descendants of Dragon Tiger Mountain who weren't on the Immortal Ascension List?"

Zhang Chengdao glanced at him:

"Son, about the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in the world, and the Daomen Dragon and Tiger Mountain are the inside and outside, and the relationship is very complicated, these are still talked about slowly when I have time to go back.

But these sects in the secular world actually play a very large role, and they are not just a simple place to settle.

In fact, the Daomen did not have much jurisdiction over Longhu Mountain, which was one of the main reasons why they were willing to cut it, that is, to maintain their independence. ”

Zhang Guangzheng sneered and said disdainfully: "Phew, since you can't cultivate." Then enjoy the glory and wealth of the world, right? ”

Although he hates Zhang Guangzheng very much, Zhang Xiao also understands in his heart that his words are biased, but there is also a certain amount of truth.

The atmosphere fell silent for a while.

Zhang Xiao and Zhang Chengdao walked slowly, the square was empty, and every household turned off the lights and locked the doors, and shrank in the quilt, as if they could stay away from danger.

Only the few Taoist priests in washed, white, tattered robes were still waiting in front of the scrapped van.

Seeing Zhang Xiao and his son coming, the middle-aged Taoist priest tidied up his clothes and tried his best to look cleaner and neater.

Only then did he slowly walk over with four disciples who were still a little ignorant.

It wasn't until he got closer that he saw Zhang Chengdao still holding a black figure in his hand.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was startled, but he still made a big salute in a proper manner:

"Mao Xuexian, a disciple of the Shangqing faction, has seen an immortal master!"

When Mao Xuexian bowed, he was held by a pair of hands on his shoulders and gently lifted up, and he looked at the immortal master in front of him in surprise.

Although there are some immortal deeds recorded in the sect, he has traveled most of China and solved a lot of weirdness, but he has never seen a real immortal.

Even he once desperately believed that people are people, and there could be no immortals.

If it weren't for the fact that the methods handed down in the sect were really useful to deal with those weird, he would almost believe in science and reject feudal superstition.

But today, the golden light in front of me is like a ray of sunlight breaking through layers of dark clouds.

Let him see the light!

Immortals! It must be an immortal!

How can there be golden light on the body of ordinary people! And it was easy to solve the evil ghost that he felt was difficult to escape, what is this not an immortal means?

At this moment, there is only one thought in his heart, this is a rare immortal fate that countless people have been looking for!

Zhang Xiao didn't speak, but squinted her eyes and frantically marked her father with a question mark.

'Daddy, didn't you say that many of those secular sects are held by the descendants of cultivators?'

Why doesn't this Shangqing disciple seem to know anything? ’

Zhang Chengdao's small voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Those who go to the secular sect have been given gag orders, and only they know it, and no one else knows it."

Turtle tortoise! Is this the sound into the ear? Why haven't I seen my dad use it before?

As if it was a mind reading, Zhang Chengdao's voice came again:

"Don't be surprised, the sound transmission is secretive, the distance used is very short, and it is used when talking about small things during the conference on the mountain, so it has no practical use value."

After saying this, Zhang Xiao found that her father's expression suddenly became serious.

It seems that there is still a feeling of admiration in it, and he solemnly returned a salute, which is actually a flat salute in the Taoist priest's head!

"On Longhu Mountain, on the Heavenly Master's Mansion - Zhang Chengdao! I've seen Taoist friends! ”

Mao Xuexian was flattered, and he wanted to come back with a sincere and frightened gift, and he kept shouting:

"Don't dare, don't dare, the immortal master has tormented me."

Not only Zhang Xiao, but even Zhang Guangzheng opened his mouth wide, he prides himself on being superior, and has long regarded ordinary people as something similar to utensils.

In order to create the last of the seven evils, he killed more than a dozen people at will.

Although Mao Xuexian is a Taoist priest, he is an ordinary person, and he is not looked down upon by Zhang Guangzheng.

"Hahaha, a dignified young heavenly master, a man among immortals, and a mortal with a flat courtesy!

Zhang Chengdao, you really lose the face of the monk, phew, is he worthy? Something like an ant! ”

Finally, Zhang Xiao saw a chill on her father's face, and her father became angry.

When Zhang Guangzheng insulted Longhu Mountain before, he was not angry.

There was no anger when he made a big statement.

But at this moment, just these two sentences made Zhang Chengdao angry.

He glanced at Zhang Guangzheng coldly, Zhang Guangzheng wanted to continue scolding, but his heart suddenly felt cold, as if he would die of death if he spoke more.

"Noise!"

Mao Xuexian only felt the majesty of this immortal, but ignored Zhang Chengdao's 'Shanglonghu Mountain' and 'Heavenly Master's Mansion'.

With anticipation, he cautiously asked:

"Immortal Master, are there immortals in the world? You. Is it immortal? ”

Zhang Chengdao looked at him and said solemnly:

"Fellow Daoist, I know what you are confused in your heart, and I also know what you are seeking, your path is not in Xianmen, but in Hongchen."

Mao Xuexian said tremblingly:

"What does the immortal master mean?"

"A lifetime of cultivation and fate, poor and leisurely, and attainment leisurely.

I am still sleeping, not a god, who is an immortal? ”

Zhang Chengdao arched his hand again:

"Fellow Daoist, it's late at night, why don't you sleep?"

This conversation like a book from heaven made Mao Xuexian's four apprentices' eyes turn in circles, and they couldn't understand it at all!

Are you having a conversation?

But Mao Xuexian understood, he closed his eyes, and two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down his cheeks.

When he opened his eyes again, he showed an open-minded smile with great relief:

"It's okay to die at night, there are immortals in the world, that's enough.

Thank you for the grace of the immortal master! ”

He waved his tattered robe:

"Disciples, let's go!"

The four apprentices were confused, but they still obediently followed the master to the broken bread.

I saw the bright moon hanging high, and under the clear night sky, the van slowly moved away.

The father and son stood in place, watching the car leave.

But I heard Mao Xuexian's voice coming from the car:

"A lifetime of cultivation and fate, poor and leisurely, and attainment leisurely.

I am still sleeping, not a god, who is an immortal? ”

The farther the car went, the sound faded away.

"Not an immortal, who is an immortal?"

"Who are the immortals?"

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Even if this plot is over, there is not enough time

(End of chapter)