Chapter 534 Maoshan School

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Zhang Yun had fantasized before that one day he would become a master in Taoism, and he would be able to fly in the sky and escape from the ground, and be omnipotent.

After feeling the shock of a flight tonight, I was completely determined to carry forward Maoshan Taoism.

The vindictive shield that Locke opened blocked the strong hurricane and atmospheric pressure in the high sky.

With Locke on his shoulders, Zhang Yun looked around and saw that they were all great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

Because it was night, I didn't see a lot of special beauty, but this already satisfied Zhang Yun.

Especially when passing through some large cities, the colorful night scene in the city blinded Zhang Yun's eyes.

After more than ten years of pure-hearted and few desires, Zhang Yun has not yet had the opportunity to get in touch with the bustling nightlife of big cities in the new era.

Not only Zhang Yun was surprised, but even Locke, a first-level knight who had experience in three planes and traveled countless places, was also a little surprised.

Although this world does not have much application in elemental energy, they have developed another kind of energy - electricity.

Locke could naturally see what kind of energy the colorful neon lights in the city below were consuming.

All the way, under the direction of Zhang Yun, Locke flew straight to Maoshan in Suzhou Province.

Every time Zhang Yun travels back and forth to Maoshan, it takes a week to go back and forth by plane and car, but in Locke, it only takes three hours.

It was eleven o'clock at night, and at this time in the past, the last bell had not been struck in Maoshan's Playing Geng Hall.

The hardworking brothers and sisters should still gather in the practice hall to practice Taoism.

Maoshan is not big, it is a medium-sized mountain covering an area of ​​only more than 40 square kilometers.

Flying all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, Locke was disappointed. I don't know if it was because of the night, or because of the lack of people in Maoshan, and there were only a handful of human beings encountered along the way.

And then to the martial arts training ground halfway up the mountain, there are some interesting things to see here. There are always fifty or sixty people who meditate and practice on the playground. Some of them are similar in strength to Zhang Yun, and some do not even have a sense of qi. They are completely physical. Stronger ordinary people.

Only an old man in gray robe made Locke pay more attention. That person's true qi in his dantian had some heat. In their words, he was a monk who practiced qi on the second level.

"That's my Uncle Six." Zhang Yun was controlled by Locke and said reluctantly.

The two are now hiding in the clouds, covered by the darkness, not to mention the second level of Qi training, even a monk who has practiced the 12th level of Qi Great Perfection, may not be able to find Locke, a first-level knight.

The second level of Qi training, matching the entry-level attendant of the knight stage, this old man just let Locke pay more attention.

Flying to the top of the mountain again, this time a large area of ​​buildings and pavilions appeared. Most of these pavilions were old, and an unusually strong historical atmosphere came.

There are quite a few buildings, but there are very few people. After a cursory glance around, there are only a dozen ordinary Taoist priests in Taoist uniforms.

"Why so many people?" Locke asked strangely.

Zhang Yun's face was a little embarrassed, and after being asked again by Locke, he said, "Most people, it's time to get off work at this point."

"Get off work?" Locke looked at Zhang Yun.

The man in his thirties was stunned by the look of the senior, Locke, who couldn't raise his head, and organized a language to say, "Although we have a second uncle in Maoshan to help the government, but relying on the second uncle alone, There is no way to feed our hundreds of people up and down Maoshan."

"These palaces and pavilions are all left over from the previous dynasty, and now they are taken over by my third uncle.

It is used as a tourist attraction for tourists who come to play. Zhang Yun explained, "These tickets and incense money account for a large part of our Maoshan budget every year. If we don't do this, many of our brothers and sisters don't have the resources for cultivation. "

"Uncle 3 went to Nanjing City to apply for funding for material cultural heritage last year, but it didn't work, otherwise we would have a better life in Maoshan. But Uncle 2 said he was already working on it, and there should be a government in two years. special capital injection." Zhang Yun said honestly.

This is also considered a secret within Maoshan, and he also knew so much thanks to a master who is a great elder.

Locke nodded. He did feel a Taoist priest on the third level of Qi training in a dilapidated side hall somewhere below, most likely the third uncle Zhang Yun said.

Flying over the pavilion, close to the top of the mountain, Locke finally saw the true face of the Maoshan General Altar.

The Taoist halls here are cleaner and brighter than those on the mountainside, and there are bright yellow street lamps around the main altar, which is full of modern atmosphere.

There is not much popularity here. Locke made a rough survey and felt that there were about fifty people.

Among the fifty or so people, less than ten people actually entered the Qi Refining Stage, and like Zhang Yun, there were about twenty or thirty people in the Qi Sensation Stage, and the remaining twenty ordinary people were Maoshan. Send recruited chores.

"Isn't your Maoshan faction the largest faction in China? There are not many people." Locke, who had a general understanding of Maoshan's situation, sighed.

Zhang Yun said, "More than 100 people are already a big sect, and there are a few famous sects left. There are only 21 people in the Tianshan sect, and there are a little more than 50 people in the Longhumen, not to mention the Emei sect. , it was supported by thirty or so female Daoists."

At present, the Taoist forces in China can be summed up as a whole. It can be said that the Maoshan faction is the dominant one, and the remaining three Taoist sects are slightly inferior.

But no one should laugh at anyone. In the age of the end of the law, technology is paramount, and if it can maintain the immortality of Taoism, it is really burning incense.

you think

Expand the sect, recruit more disciples, and gain the faith of the common people?

First ask the guns in the hands of the government if they will answer.

Hundreds of years ago, Daomen was still able to stir up the wind and rain in the Central Plains with a little bit of ultimate Daoism. Many rulers of the past dynasties were loyal believers of Daomen.

But in the two hundred years of today, let's save it.

No matter how strong the Taoism is, can it beat the planes and tanks?

Annoyed by the authorities, a missile is thrown at you, and everyone has to go to see the ancestors.

And Mao Shanneng is still able to mix in all the Taoist sects, thanks to Zhang Yun and his uncles of the previous generation, the second uncle is a talented person, knows current affairs, and knows how to hold his thighs.

One-handed acupuncture treatment combined with the use of infuriating qi has excellent curative effects. I don’t know how many incurable diseases of the top-level group of people in China have been saved. At least before the group of old men who had received Maoshan’s favor were buried, the Maoshan faction could safely ensure that the Taoist system was worry-free.

Don't be afraid of being miserable yourself, but be afraid of being worse than others.

The examples of Tianshan School, Longhumen, and Emei School are all lively there. You must know that hundreds of years ago, every ten years, the leading position of the world's Daomen was taken by the four schools in turn, but now it has become Maoshan. Send hereditary instead.

There were not many surprises for him from this Taoist sect. Locke was not interested in continuing to waste time, and flew directly to the patriarchal hall of the main altar of Maoshan, where there was a Taoist priest who was the strongest in his opinion.

Zhang Yun was temporarily suppressed by him, unable to move.

In the patriarch's hall, a gray beard said

People, wearing scarves, holding floating dust, sit on a futon and meditate.

The Taoist had a ruddy complexion, gray hair, and was spotless. With the appearance of not being angry and arrogant when he was meditating, he was a master of Taoism.

Qi practitioners in the sixth stage of Qi training, matching the level of knights are just middle-level attendants.

This person can cultivate to this level, and Locke has to admire his high talent. At least let Locke cultivate in this plane. At most, he is at the level of Zhang Yun.

Lao Dao's age, Locke, felt like he was in his 80s, but because he practiced Qi-nourishing, he only looked like an old man in his 60s.

Locke walked into the hall, the precise control of the first-level knight, and the graceful and agile uniqueness of the Japanese style of practice, there was no sound at all.

Lao Dao was still cultivating there, but he didn't notice that there was already a stranger who was less than six meters away from him.

When he walked five meters away from Lao Dao, Locke stopped. He had a hunch that if he took another step forward, this Lao Dao might find him.

It seems that this sect practice is not useless, Locke thought.

And Zhang Yun, who was blocked by Locke, couldn't believe it. He knew the strength of his master best. He didn't expect that in front of this senior at the Foundation Establishment stage, he couldn't even find it.

"Well? Yun'er, you're back." Lao Dao suddenly opened his mouth and said.

He didn't find Locke, but at such a close distance, it was Zhang Yun who had already discovered some of his breath leaking out.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for half a year. Your Maoshan Zhenjing has made great progress. Even a master like me almost didn't notice you came in. Let's talk about it and break through to the first level of Qi training. How do you feel?" eyes, continued.

No one answered him.

Lao Dao frowned and slowly opened his eyes, only to see in front of him, in addition to the boy he was familiar with, there was a gray-haired young man with a wicked smile.

Locke, who suddenly appeared in front of him, did not make the old man panic on the surface, but only the old man knew what happened in his heart.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency's name, why are you arresting me, this boy." The old man said with a blank expression, he could see that his boy was controlled by this young man.

Locke didn't talk nonsense with the old man, he directly stretched out his hand, and the turbulent Dou Qi in his palm spit out, directly turned into a Dou Qi palm, and squeezed the old way.

This time Lao Dao was really frightened.

His face was flushed red, he was running his infuriating energy, and he wanted to rush away from Locke's vindictive palm control, but he could see that the blue veins on his forehead were about to come out, but it still didn't break open.

Lao Dao's infuriating reserves are not as strong as Locke's, so he struggled for a minute or two before giving up his strength and not resisting.

This made Locke, who wanted to try his old-fashioned skills, shook his head.

Pressing his palm on Lao Dao's head, he was going to read the memory directly.

"No! Please let my master go!" Zhang Yun hurriedly said on the other side, regaining his ability to speak.

Mental power invaded the old man's brain. What surprised Locke was that after a strong resistance, Locke's consciousness was squeezed out.

"Divine Sense?" Locke wondered.

He can feel that he can use the powerful mental power of a first-level creature to forcibly break through the spiritual power of Lao Dao, but this is not worth the loss. For the knowledge in the old Dao's brain, it is not worth Locke spending so much mental power.

Looking at the old man with an ugly face after being attacked by mental power, Locke is sure that he can get whatever he wants from his mouth.

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