"Go!"
In the jungle, three cavalry were galloping. As Zhang Ye shouted softly, the arrow came as he pleased, and a rabbit that was running around fell down in response to the arrow. The guard who was behind Zhang Ye and was responsible for leading the prey went to pick up the prey.
Ye looked back at Zhang Lin behind him who had not opened yet and said jokingly: "Third brother, can you do it? I am already the sixth one, and my eldest brother is already the ninth."
"Why are you so anxious!" Zhang Lin followed the two of them on horseback. Seeing this, he said a little anxiously: "The big head is still behind, what's the point of hunting these pheasants and rabbits?"
Zhang Ye heard this and said loudly: "Yes, pheasants and rabbits are nothing, but some people don't even have chicken or rabbit feathers!"
Zhang Lin heard this and said: "It's too much to bully others, it's up to me."
As he spoke, he hurried forward and soon saw a deer running in the forest.
Seeing this, Zhang Lin drew his bow and nocked an arrow and shot. He saw the arrow was like thunder and lightning, with the sound of wind and thunder. The arrow, carrying a huge force from Qiang Neijing, rushed towards the elk like breaking bamboo.
"clang!"
After a soft sound, Zhang Lin's arrow hit the tree trunk next to the elk. The arrow penetrated the tree trunk, leaving a tree hole the size of a fist, and blasted a large hole about one meter in diameter in the ground behind the tree.
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"You can't shoot like this. You see, if you shoot it, the deer will be useless.
Also, archery does not mean that the louder the sound, the more powerful it is. Only when it is silent, is it called a master.
You have to know that on the battlefield, it is easy to hide from open attacks and difficult to guard against hidden arrows. People like you will not survive long..."
Zhang Hao put away his bow and commented on Zhang Lin, not caring about Zhang Lin's darkened face.
Looking at the elk being laughed at by his elder brother, Zhang Lin knew that he would probably be accompanying everyone on today's hunt.
Fortunately, Zhang Hao and Zhang Hao didn't go too far. The three brothers rode horses in the forest all morning, and Zhang Lin finally managed to catch a few small shrimps.
"Grandpa Jue is right. The third child's cultivation has improved too much. According to my guess, he has almost completed strengthening the five internal organs and entered the final step of body refining: the realm of blood exchange."
Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Lin who was busy in the distance, and told Zhang Ye, who was making sauce next to him, about the results of his experiments.
Zhang Ye heard this and said: "Doesn't that mean that in a few years at most, the third child will be able to reach the innate Gangqi realm and become a physical practitioner comparable to the foundation building stage?"
"This was originally a good thing." Zhang Hao sighed, and Zhang Ye fell silent after hearing the words. After a long time, Zhang Ye said: "I asked about some things that only the third child and I know, and what we did when we were brothers.
The third child responded fluently to everything that happened in the past, and didn’t notice any abnormalities.”
Zhang Hao heard this and said, "He's not suspicious, is he?"
"No," Zhang Ye shook his head and said: "If he wants to deceive my eyes, he must be at least a powerful person in the Nascent Soul realm. If he is really an old monster of some level..."
Zhang Ye looked at the old man in rich clothes and said, "I think Master can feel it."
The old man heard this and said: "With the old man's peak Nascent Soul consciousness, he didn't find anything wrong. There is nothing unusual about this little friend. But this little friend, you just said that the Nascent Soul realm is like this old monster."
That’s a big mistake. In my opinion, with your qualifications, you two will definitely enter this realm in the future, so aren’t you an old monster yourself? There are quite a few old monsters in your room.”
Zhang Ye cupped his hands and apologized: "You're the one who was rude!"
At this time, Zhang Lin brought the prepared prey with his guards. Seeing that there was an old man at the station, and he was chatting happily with brother Zhang Hao, he couldn't help but ask: "Big brother and second brother, who is this old gentleman?"
"Oh!" Zhang Hao said: "Let me introduce you to this Taoist sect. I am a descendant of Yun who wanders here to ask for a drink."
Hearing this, Zhang Lin bowed deeply and said: "It turns out to be the Heavenly Master, disrespectful and disrespectful!"
Among the Taoist sects, the people of Yunzi's generation were at least five hundred years ago, and at least they are still cultivators in the Golden Core realm.
"No need to be polite!" The old Taoist raised his hand gently and used a force to support Zhang Linhou and said: "I have also been traveling until this time and heard someone say that the third son of Zhengnan Mansion is proficient in the art of talisman and seal script, and he can do it at a young age.
I have started to study the magic talismans. What, would you like to follow me to Fusang Mountain to practice?
With your talent, if nothing else, it is not difficult to become a Taoist Master within at least three years, and it is also possible for you to become a Heavenly Master."
"The Heavenly Master is joking." Zhang Lin scratched his head and said, "The boy knows how much he weighs. Drawing those talismans is purely a personal hobby. If he really enters the Taoist sect because of this, I'm afraid he will disappoint the Heavenly Master."
"Hey! You can't say that." The old Taoist said: "In addition to talent, you also have to like what you do. Only in this way can you go on this road of cultivation for a long time.
Now I see that you already possess the talent, and you also like the way of making talismans. You should join our Waidan sect and become a master of heaven, using talisman and seal formations to control the power of heaven and earth."
Zhang Lin smiled bitterly and said: "This disciple really has no talent, so I don't dare to delay the teachings of the Heavenly Master."
"Do you know this thing?" The old Taoist threw a piece of talisman seal to Zhang Lin. When Zhang Lin was confused, he asked: "I have tasted it. The talisman pattern is smooth and the whole body is natural. Indistinctly, everyone has already seen it.
Feng sect, is this called having no talent? Then in various Taoist temples across the land of China, the Taoist boys who are not as good as this, but are praised outside, should all hide their faces for the rest of their lives and never see anyone again?"
"Old sir, where did this talisman come from?" Zhang Lin asked the old man while holding the water gathering talisman.
Zhang Lin doesn't care much about eating, drinking and having fun, but he always strives for perfection in what he does.
For example, when drawing talisman, others just draw it casually on cinnabar yellow paper. If it succeeds, it will be done. If it fails, it will fail.
But he also needs to use good cinnabar yellow paper when practicing. In the world of ghost blowing lanterns, unless he is in a hurry, he will not buy some ordinary paper to practice writing.
But even then, the final talisman was drawn on fine cinnabar yellow paper, not ordinary talisman paper, and he didn't save a single talisman. And the talisman he drew and was able to stay in the end proved that it fit him.
All your thoughts will be collected by him.
Therefore, this talisman has never left his study room. How could this old man have it?
Who in the entire Zhengnan Mansion doesn’t know that the third son of the family, Zhang Wei, has late-stage obsessive-compulsive disorder?
Therefore, no one except Zhang Jue and his personal maid dared to go to his study and bedroom.
Even Zhang Hao, Zhang Ye, and even his father Zhang Yu rarely set foot on it, let alone touched the things inside.
Seeing Zhang Lin's unkind tone, the old man was a little confused. Didn't your elder brother give this to me? Is this the little test he mentioned at the time?
Is there anything wrong with this talisman?
The old Taoist didn't know that Zhang Lin would be offended by an ordinary talisman. After all, with the status of Zhengnan Mansion, let alone this talisman, even if it was an acquired talisman, as long as General Zhengnan asked, there would be many people willing to send it.
Like Zhang Hao and Zhang Ye, the armors they wear are acquired-level inscription armors.
When Zhang Hao and Zhang Ye met, they knew what was going on.
His temper has not changed, and he still has the same bad temper. He doesn't want others to touch the things he made. He opened his mouth to explain to the old man: "Lao San, don't you like to draw talismans recently? You can't do it alone behind closed doors. Grandpa Jue won't listen.
He said that the Heavenly Master was passing by and asked him to see if you had any talent.
This talisman was naturally given to the Heavenly Master by Grandpa Jue, otherwise how can we tell whether you have talent?"
"Grandpa Jue?" Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He had been drawing talisman recently, and Zhang Jue had indeed made a lot of efforts for this. Even calligraphy masters like Liu He introduced him through his favor. Now a heavenly master finally passed by, and he asked the old heavenly master.
It's natural for me to give you some advice.
But I drew the talisman myself, just to study it, and I haven't made up my mind to follow the talisman path. After all, the records of ascension for thousands of years are all from the inner alchemy sect.
The Outer Alchemy sect has only had a few stages of transformation into gods, and has been criticized by the Inner Alchemy sect.
Therefore, if people in the world have even a glimmer of hope, they will choose the path of the Inner Alchemy Sect.
Zhang Lin was born weak and practiced slowly. Zhang Hao and Zhang Ye didn't know that Zhang Lin was already talented, so it was reasonable to ask the Heavenly Master of the Waidan Sect for guidance.
But Zhang Lin now has all the talents, so he naturally wants to join the inner alchemy school, so he changed the subject, raised his hands and said in a salute: "It turns out that it was the old Heavenly Master who was in front of me, I am rude to you!"
In Taoism, cultivation level no longer determines combat effectiveness.
It has its own divisions.
They are: Taoist boy, Taoist priest, Taoist chief, heavenly master, real person, and immortal chief.
They respectively correspond to the six realms of Blue Star's secular cultivation: body refining (qi refining), foundation building (innate), golden elixir (transformation from the mortal), Yuan Ying (martial saint, becoming a saint), transforming into a god (martial god, wandering around), and transcending tribulations.
(Zhenwu)
When Zhang Hao called him his master, he naturally meant that the Taoist in front of him was a master of the Nascent Soul Realm.
At this level, every excessive force in Blue Star is the backbone and the ancestor of the Zhen Faction.
After all, if you look at Blue Star, there is only one person in the Chinese Empire who has the Transformation of God Realm and Nascent Soul Realm. It is no exaggeration to call it: the pillar of the country.
Such characters are either fighting and stationed on the continent of Astia, or they are retreating in the mountains of the sect to explore the road to transformation into gods.
Even though Zhang Lin came from the Celestial Master Tao Taiyang Sect, and there were about ten Nascent Souls in the sect, he was rarely seen at all.
The most people I have seen are none other than the Golden Elixir monks.
Therefore, Zhang Lin never thought that the three brothers would encounter a wandering Celestial Master while hunting, not to mention that this Celestial Master was still a member of the sect.
"Young master, there is no need to be polite!"
Seeing Zhang Lin bowing his head, the old man in rich clothes smiled, helped Zhang Lin up and said: "People say that the five sons of Marquis Jing are all among the best. When we see them today, they are all extraordinary. They are full of energy and talent."
Then he said with great pity: "Young master, are you really unwilling to practice the talisman and seal formation with me?
Although I am nothing extraordinary, I do have some experience in the art of talisman and seal formations, which I can teach you."
When Zhang Lin heard this, he looked at Zhang Hao and Zhang Ye who were watching the show with some embarrassment.
When the two of them saw Zhang Lin looking at him, they each shrugged, indicating that they didn't care about the problem. Seeing this, Zhang Lin had to smile bitterly and bow to the old man in Chinese clothes: "Lin Meng is in love with the Celestial Master by mistake. The Celestial Master has good intentions and the younger generation understands it, but the talisman is just for the younger generation."
Whim.
Moreover, the younger generation has been dull in talent since he was a child, and it is known to everyone in the world that he may miss the inheritance of the Heavenly Master in the future, so I ask the Heavenly Master for your forgiveness."
"That's all!" Hearing this, the old Heavenly Master shook his head indifferently and said: "The Waidan sect is ultimately nothing more than a body-protecting technique. There has been no one who can fly in the past thousand years. If you don't want to, it's still reasonable."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Hao and Zhang Hao, nodded slightly and said: "After drinking, it's time for me to continue traveling. Three juniors, we will meet again in the future!"
After saying this, the Taoist disappeared.
Chapter completed!