As a police officer, Wu Guodong didn't know what the ultimate goal of 'Lin Fan' was, so he was worried after all.

But as a friend, he felt that Lin Fan did not seem like a person who would do bad things. Therefore, he had to add his own subjective opinions to this report!

Under normal circumstances, such reports from subordinates to superiors, especially analysis reports, are basically not allowed to add their own subjective opinions.

Because this will give the superior a feeling of ‘Are you asking me to do something?’.

The best way is to only talk about data and objective facts and analyze the results.

But this time, Wu Guodong decided to make an exception...

Crackling.

The first sentence of the report gradually appeared on the computer screen.

"According to my analysis, Lin Fan will not endanger society and national security. The reasons are as follows..."

…

On Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

Lin Zixiao arrived leisurely and looked at the Taoist temple that had been passed down for nearly two thousand years. Even she was a little surprised.

"Full of charm..."

"I'm afraid this is not just the Taoist rhyme that can be gathered by practicing Taoism."

The "Tao" of cultivating Taoism is divided into Taoism and Taoism.

Taoism refers to Taoist classics such as the Tao Te Ching, while skills can be called magical powers.

Although there are no traces of Taoism in Longhu Mountain today, Lin Zixiao is almost certain that there were definitely people who practiced Taoism in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain many years ago.

"So, how did this technique end its inheritance?"

"Thousands of years ago, did it disappear along with the exhaustion of spiritual energy?"

She couldn't help but guess.

But if this is the case, why did the aura of the earth disappear?

Tianshi Mansion is filled with Taoist charm.

At this moment, the true energy in Lin Zixiao's body seemed to be resonating with it...

when!

when!

when!

It was at this moment that a sudden change occurred!

In the Tianshi Mansion, the ancient bell hanging high suddenly made a sound of its own accord, which spread throughout the Tianshi Mansion and attracted everyone's attention.

Both tourists and disciples of Tianshi Mansion were all shocked.

"Then why did the ancient bell ring by itself?"

"Is it the wind?"

"Nonsense, do you feel the wind?"

"In previous years, even when the wind was the strongest, the ancient bell never rang by itself. After all..."

They didn't understand, they were just surprised.

but……

The contemporary heavenly master Zhang Xuanzhi, who was originally taking a nap, stood up from the bed in an instant and rushed out of the room. His body was so flexible that it was unbelievable!

Immediately, he came to the courtyard and looked at the thousand-year-old bell hanging on the ancient tree.

when!

The ancient bell is still ringing.

Everyone was talking a lot.

Zhang Xuanzhi's expression completely solidified at this moment...

He remembered that when he took over as the Heavenly Master, the previous Heavenly Master stood in front of the hospital bed and retreated to the left and right, and had to tell the secret to him alone.

"The third generation of Celestial Masters once left a legacy that we and other Celestial Masters must pass on to us. More than a thousand years later, when the ancient bells ring to themselves, it will be the day when the prosperous age will reopen... At that time, a young man will come

…”

What are you here for?

Gone!

Before he finished speaking, the previous generation Heavenly Master died and passed away.

After so many years, Zhang Xuanzhi has almost forgotten these words.

The ancient bell chimes?

He has never seen such a situation since he grew up in Tianshi Mansion! After all, an ancient bell is not a bell!

The bell is shaken by the strong wind and may ring a few times by itself, but how could an ancient bell ring by itself for no reason?

Most of this body is almost buried, and I haven’t seen it before!

But today...

But he saw such a wonder before his eyes!

The ancient bell weighing more than 600 kilograms has been hanging on the old tree for who knows how many years.

At this moment, right in front of you, it sounds on its own!

"call……"

"Master, Master, why don't you just hold on for a few more seconds before leaving? Why don't you finish your words..."

Zhang Xuanzhi was very uneasy at this moment.

The third generation of Heavenly Master?

That was all a thousand or two thousand years ago.

At that time, he established his 'legacy' and let all the heavenly masters secretly pass it on from generation to generation to this day. The ancient bell rings...

Among the internal records of the Tianshi Mansion, there are naturally records of information related to the grand occasion of the Tianshi Mansion.

There are even inheritances of various Taoist techniques...

But as far as Zhang Xuanzhi knew, no one in these generations could make it, so over time, even Zhang Xuanzhi himself no longer believed it.

The records are quite comprehensive and have everything.

Even in the war years, it was preserved.

But the problem is, no matter how comprehensive the records are, no one can master it! I practice it over and over again, and I can recite the formulas backwards and forwards, and it’s useless to pinch the formulas until they are more beautiful than the flowers on my hands!

As time went by, no one practiced it anymore.

There are still people who practice talismans, but most of them just want to have peace of mind...

But now, okay!!!

The third generation of Heavenly Masters one or two thousand years ago had already ‘calculated’ what would happen today?!

The day when the ancient bell rings, when the prosperous age reopens...

Okay!

Is the prosperous age coming?

As a Celestial Master of the Tianshi Mansion, how could Zhang Xuanzhi not be excited?

But what about behind?!

A young man came...

What are young people doing here? What should I do?

Should we fully cooperate? Or should we quarrel with him?

At this moment, Zhang Xuanzhi was very sad...

"Master, Master..."

Zhang Xuanzhi let out a long sigh, looked at the ancient clock that was still chiming, took a deep breath, and then strode forward.

When he came to the square of Tianshi Mansion, he found that a large number of people had already gathered in the square...

There are men, women and children, but most of them are young people.

Okay!

At least hundreds of young people, so who should I talk to?

Zhang Xuanzhi was a little confused.
To be continued...