Chapter 1777 Two Taoists, a Painting Scroll (Subscription Request)

Before leaving Zhuo County, you can see all kinds of life.

The people here are not well fed, nor well clothed. They live in a forced and miserable way.

Very miserable.

Along the way, Jiang Que couldn't help but sigh a few times, "When the country prospers, the people suffer; when the country perishes, the people suffer."

This famous saying is indeed correct, without any flaws.

After bidding farewell to Liu Daerduo, Jiang Que stayed in the inn, found some wine and food, and lived a comfortable life.

The days were free and easy.

This day.

A Taoist came to the inn, who looked like a wandering Taoist priest with an old face.

Behind him followed a young Taoist priest, holding a scroll, standing respectfully behind the old Taoist priest.

Hearing their names, you know that they are a master-disciple relationship.

The old Taoist priest is like a peerless master, and you want to worship him when you see him.

He really looks like a master with a fairy-like appearance, which makes Jiang Que in the corner feel weird.

He looked stunned, thinking: "I can actually meet a Taoist here, but there are not many good Taoists in the Three Kingdoms."

Especially those three.

They are simply a disaster.

At least, Jiang Que thinks so.

Although these factors may not be a big deal from the perspective of ordinary people.

But from the perspective of a cultivator, these factors are terrible things.

The truth is too terrible.

It really makes him feel bitter and puzzled.

However, Jiang Que did not say much.

After hiding his glory, he was like an ordinary guest, nothing special.

It looks normal.

It is precisely because of this that the Taoist did not see Jiang Que, and could teach the young apprentice unscrupulously.

"During this period of time, you have traveled all over the country with your master. Have you realized anything?"

The old Taoist asked indifferently, with a flat tone, as if he saw through everything.

He looked deep, as if he was a banished immortal with unfathomable cultivation.

Maybe.

In the eyes of the young Taoist, the old Taoist should belong to the category of exiled immortals.

"Master, I understand some, but there are still some things I don't understand."

The young Taoist frowned and said: "This world seems to be...sick."

"Oh?"

The old Taoist was stunned, "Tell me, what is wrong with this world?"

The old Taoist was a little surprised, "It seems that he is growing very fast."

At least, faster than expected.

It is not in vain that he has painstakingly instructed, and it can be regarded as a gain.

It is not in vain.

This is also good.

The young Taoist paused and said slowly: "Master, the world looks like an old man who is terminally ill.

It seems... he is about to die..."

You know.

In this era, the words of the young Taoist represent the subversiveness of his thoughts.

It also shows that he is very courageous.

If he is used by someone with ulterior motives, he may be charged with a serious crime of treason.

However.

Fortunately, there are not many people in this inn, and the sound is not loud.

Naturally, no one with ulterior motives heard it.

Jiang Que was naturally not the kind of person with ulterior motives.

He had been wondering who these two Taoists, one old and one young, were.

Some sense of familiarity.

But the memories deep in his mind seemed to be blurred.

After all, he had spent a lot of time in the two worlds of Honghuang and Fengshen, accumulating hundreds of millions of years.

Enough to make the short twenty years of memory on Earth become very small.

In the Three Kingdoms, there were such old and young Taoists, although it was magical.

But it was not very rare.

Today, the world is still ruled by Emperor Ling.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion has not yet risen, but it is rare to have some peace.

"You are right, this world is just a sick old man."

The old Taoist sighed: "There are too many poor people, and they have been exploited too much. This world is difficult."

Fortunately, his voice was not loud.

Otherwise, such open rebellion against the court would probably be caught by others.

Jiang Que could clearly feel that neither of them had a very certain energy.

That is to say, magic power.

They don't have the so-called magic power.

In other words, the two Taoists, one old and one young, are just ordinary people.

They almost felt scared.

Ordinary Taoists dared to speak like this.

They are quite courageous.

However...

This is also where Jiang Que feels strange. This Three Kingdoms world has good spiritual energy.

Why haven't powerful practitioners been born?

This is very strange.

Generally speaking.

In a world with abundant spiritual energy, some practitioners will be born.

Their ancestors may have received gifts from others, such as observing alien stones and understanding the Tao.

Or they may have explored it themselves.

In short.

They will summarize a set of methods for cultivation.

And this set of methods is specifically used for cultivation, but now in this world, Jiang Que has not found anyone who can cultivate.

Those two Taoists are just ordinary identities.

Not practitioners.

There is no identity for cultivation.

It can be said to be very ordinary.

"Disciple, take out the map that Master gave you."

The old Taoist said slowly: "That is a treasure map, which contains the world, and is a first-class treasure."

"Master, what is the name of this map?"

The young Taoist asked curiously: "I remember you never told me the name of this map, what is it called?"

Jiang Que was interested in the content of their conversation, "I wonder what the treasure map at his door is?"

For a moment.

Jiang Que was quite looking forward to it.

He had never heard of it anyway.

Maybe it really is a treasure map.

After all, the treasure of the upper world was lost in the lower world for some reason.

This situation is very normal.

The old Taoist paused for a long time before he said: "The Qiankun Mountain and River Map!"

As soon as these words came out.

Even Jiang Que couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "If it is really called this name, this map is at least an innate spiritual treasure."

It is definitely not an ordinary item.

"Master, why is it called this name?"

The young Taoist was puzzled, perhaps there were higher-level things he had not comprehended.

"It will help you build a new world."

The old Taoist said lightly: "This is your way, and also your path. The future world will be controlled by you."

The tone was a little vicissitudes, as if the whole world was dead.

Somewhat sad.

Young Taoist: "..."

Maybe he hasn't come back to his senses yet.

Although he knew the old Taoist's plan a long time ago, he was still confused.

Perhaps.

It's because he hasn't found his own way.

"Master, I will continue to follow you to learn."

The young Taoist said hurriedly: "I am still just a little Taoist now, I am afraid I can't take on the heavy responsibility."

Old Taoist: "..."

His silent face was a little ugly.

You can't see the coldness in his eyes. The plan was made by him a long time ago.

How can it be changed?

Jiang Que watched this scene with interest, thinking: "I am afraid this old Taoist is also using the young Taoist."

The so-called master-disciple friendship, anyway, he didn't see it.

Sure enough.

The next moment, the old Taoist said coldly: "I taught you the Taiping Dao technique, and you have learned almost everything.

It's time to go out as a master.

Go and create a world for yourself, that's what you should do."

"..."

This time Jiang Qi was a little surprised.

Taiping Dao?

He murmured, "Could it be that they are..."

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