Chapter 531: Maoshan Daotong

Zhang Cunkou, the head of the village, holding his back in his hands, ricketing his waist, pacing back and forth.
Since the old Zhang family found a good son-in-law, their entire village of Zhang followed.
The stone road leading to the town was repaired last month, and it took only a month to repair it. Not only did the villagers go to the town to sell melons, fruits and agricultural products, but the merchants in the town were also more willing to come to Zhang Village to collect things .
Within a month, the village shop changed from one to two, and the newly opened one was picked up by the village head and his second daughter-in-law.
The entire village of Zhang, a hundred families, and hundreds of people looked at the life better and better, and the village head was more grateful for Locke's help.
"Grandpa said to be here soon. How long does it take to travel to Umen Village from Uehara City? Can I get there in five hours?" Before the road was repaired, the village head went to the farthest place, that is, went to the town for a meeting. Hours of mountain road.
No matter whether it is five hours or ten hours, the village head has decided to wait at the entrance of the village. The farm work in the field is more than one, but it is less than one, and it is most important to serve a good aunt.
If the aunt gave them eighty-eight thousand help, the village head would be happy to stay at the village entrance for three days.
In the end, it’s a simple rural person. Even if I have a little heart in my heart, I don’t know how to trick or trick.
The village chief has many shortcomings. When Locke's money was used to build roads in the village, he privately withdrew hundreds of surpluses. But it is undeniable that this village head also has many advantages. He asked Locke that the original purpose of asking for money was not to get enough money, but to build roads for the village.
No one can be better than a sage. Locke used to search for oil and water when he was in a knight's palace.
People, the essence is good, in fact, it is fine.
The head of the village found a stone at the entrance of the village and sat down. As soon as he lighted his dry smoke, before he took a sip, Locke's voice came from behind, "Man, where is that Daotong?"
The head of the village was scared and shook his shoulders so that he could not stick the cigarette rod in his nostrils. Where did the aunt come from?
"Just, right on the soil platform in the village, I asked each household to collect herbs from the mountains. Auntie, go with me soon. He may go to the neighboring village when he is late." The village chief said hurriedly.
Before he could turn around and pull Locke to the village, Locke disappeared.
A trace of strangeness emerged, and a drop of sweat slipped from the head of the village head. A large living person, it would be gone if he said no.
It was certainly true that someone had spoken to himself just now. The village head had the courage and was not intimidated by this supernatural event. He ran to the Tutaizi in the village. He was just a ghost just now. .
On the soil platform in the village, a circle of villagers were packing up small bags, and Locke suddenly appeared here, and he casually pulled up a person and asked, "Where is that boy?"
The peasant woman who was picked up knew that this was the eldest aunt in their village, and hurriedly said, "Zhang Daxian had just left and went to Liu Jiayu in the village next door to collect the herbs." He raised his finger in a direction.
Locke no longer wasted time, left in a hurry, and disappeared after a while.
After a long time, the village chief ran to Tutaizi breathlessly, "Did you see Aunt Luo coming today?"
"See you, just here." A village woman said.
The village chief was determined this time. The village entrance was talking to him with an aunt, not a monster, so he was relieved.
Zhang Xuan, thirty-two years old, has been in Maoshan for more than 20 years. He is still a little boy who turns around in the sensation stage.
He is instructed by the master every year
Will go down the mountain to find the treasure of heaven and earth.
But the manpower was exhausted, Zhang Xuan thought about a half-fold, and went directly to some villages where the weather was stronger to collect herbs.
Such villages are generally located in remote and remote areas of China, so he has to break his leg every time he comes out.
He once complained to his master two times, and then came a reprimand. The master told him that this is also a practice and part of his experience.
Zhang Xing snorted. He wanted to experience it like his second uncle, who currently works in a special government department in China.
Not only enjoy life every year, but with the help of the government, it is continuously sent to Maoshan for support. It is difficult to see ginseng and ganoderma for more than 100 years. One can still have one or two plants a few decades.
That's the kind of treatment a monk should deserve. Zhang Dian always thinks this way when he meditates before going to bed every night.
But he didn't dare to tell his master about this, because his master's fist was hard, and he was the strongest Taoist priest in Maoshan.
Zhang Ding was only dissatisfied with his work, and was quite satisfied with his master.
The Daotong who is the highest moralist in China, every time he walks down the mountain and walks in rivers and lakes, Zhang's identity brings him a lot of convenience, and it is almost a death-free gold medal.
"After this film, do you want to go to Uehara to see it? Uncle 2 seems to have come to Shanxi Province two months ago."
His second uncle treated him better than his master. After every visit, he always stuffed himself with two gadgets. At the end of last year, his martial arts master won the second place in Daotong, and his second uncle gave it to himself. A Polygonum multiflorum of fifty years.
After taking the immortality medicine, his sensation soared. Zhang Xun likes his second uncle in his heart.
Moreover, the Maoshan Daotong children came down the mountain to collect the medicinal herbs. The money was all collected by his second uncle. Zhang Xuan decided to visit him.
He swears that it is definitely not the benefits given by the second uncle.
Zhang Xing walked in the mountain road with deep and shallow feet, and suddenly a voice came from behind.
"The strength is so weak, not even an entry-level attendant."
"Who, who's there!" Zhang Dian was shocked and turned around immediately. The monks were often deaf and clever. No one has ever been so close to him and has not been discovered, even the scouts in the army.
Zhang Xun turned around and saw the most incredible picture of his life, a gray-haired man, even flew in mid-air to talk to him.
Pointing at the Rock in the sky, Zhang Xuan's eyes were split, "Ling Xu Yu Kong! How is it possible!"
Locke didn't have time to waste time with this little boy. Seeing that the boy couldn't even compare with an entry-level servant. After disappointment, he flew directly forward, and put his palm on the head of the boy to force reading memory.
"Maoshan?"
"Practice morale?"
"Six Qi Qi?"
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After a long time, Locke began to digest the information he had just obtained.
This plane is exactly the same as he thought. Although the energy elements in the air are low, there are still some biological individuals who have developed a way to break through the limit of life.
However, being trapped by the concentration of elements in the world, the strongest in China is the six layers of Qi training. According to the 12th layer of Qi training, the strength of the man is only comparable to the knights. , And it is the bottom color of the mid-level attendants.
And Lock finally knows what level of division of his strength in this plane.
During the foundation period, it is also referred to as first grade or above
The creatures are monks during the foundation period.
While Locke was thinking here, Zhang Tong, the Daotong on the other side, slowly woke up after a dizziness.
"Wake up quite quickly and have good qualifications." Locke chuckled.
In the late French era, he still cultivated a sense of qi. Of course, this boring qualification is in the pinch among human beings, otherwise his master cannot accept him as a Daotong.
Zhang Ming, who had come back to God, was pale, and was forced to check his memory. Zhang Ming did not become an idiot, thanks to the Maoshan Qing Jing he had read all the year round, a Taoist classic that exercised the mind.
There is a powerful master, and a second-level uncle with great knowledge. Backed by Maoshan, the strongest Daomen in China, Zhang Dian quickly reacted to what he is doing now.
This is the magic search technique that the master told me, isn't it lost for thousands of years, this person really is the foundational power!
In the Taoist technique, there is a sorcery technique, and the user's learning requirements must reach the foundation period.
In the past, Zhang Dian listened to this magical technique as a story, because the monks in the foundation period have disappeared in the history of China for at least two thousand years.
"Dare to ask the senior, which school is it from?" Zhang Dian asked with courage. Although he was searched for soul, he could feel that this person was not malicious to him.
Also, anyone who has seen a tiger will be malicious to ants.
Locke was still thinking there, ignoring Zhang Ding's question.
The electric light stone fire in Zhang Xun's brain.
Tianshan School?
Dragon Tiger Gate?
Emei Zong?
Now Huaguo can be regarded as a sectarian. In addition to the Maoshan family alone, these three have barely won the table.
Zhang Dian thought to the left and right, and he couldn't think of any martial arts who could produce a powerful foundation.
Is it loose repair?
Zhang Ding shook his head again. In the end of the French era, these people who lived in these big gates had to spend a lot of time. How could loose repairs achieve foundation building.
There is no treasure of heaven and earth, no cultivation of masters, no blessed land of cultivation with full of vitality, no complete exercises, and such a virtuous Taoist who can appear in loose cultivation is to burn high fragrance.
Zhang Xian thought he had a good brain, but this time, he didn't understand whether he was alive or dead. How could there be a great foundation-building power, and the sky appeared in front of him.
If it wasn't for the tingling in his head that awakened him, Zhang Xun thought it was all an illusion.
Locke, who knew the general situation, raised his head and looked at the Daotong this time.
Without staying in the sky for a long time, he fell to the ground and walked to Daotong.
Zhang Xun couldn't make any effort on his body, and sweated all over his body, which was the effect of Locke's spiritual power.
"I'm very interested in your denomination. Take me to see it." Locke grabbed Zhang's collar and said slowly.
"Impossible." Zhang Ding was quite stiff.
A monk during the foundation period broke into Maoshan, and Zhang Dian knew that they would be restless in Maoshan, even if it was erased by this powerful man, it was also sparse and common.
Maoshan has the nurturing grace for him, and there are his masters, uncles, brothers, and brothers on the mountain. Zhang Ren will not betray them because of his own safety.
Before paying his respects to Maoshan, Zhang Xian took an oath in front of his grandfather and would never bully the master and sell his ancestors.
"You will agree." Locke laughed, with a hint of magic in his language, which was induced by his more and more comfortable spiritual power in this plane.
Zhang's eyes gradually lost focus.