The concubine of Dingyuanhou Mansion is also the concubine of the current Dingyuanhou.
Zhang Jian's Yang Shen consciousness was extremely sharp, and he had already noticed that there was another star in Song Yingzhen's palace.
That is the broken military star among the three evil stars.
The flying bird's wings hole seems to have played its role.
Everyone's faces were red after eating, but they were extremely happy. Wang Xiao was so addicted that he wanted to learn this dish and take it home to enjoy for himself.
Many scholars are still unfinished.
Zhang Jian had already asked the chef to prepare a few seasoning packets for everyone to take home, especially a few poor people. Zhang Jian also asked Zhang Fu to prepare an extra portion of mutton for them to take home.
In the end, Zhang Jian kept Song Yingzhen.
In front of Danong Temple, the cold moon is like a hook.
The two masters and apprentices stood under the eaves and watched everyone leave. Zhang Jian's eyes fell on Song Yingzhen and asked.
"Ying Zhen, have you embarked on the path of spiritual practice recently?!"
Hearing this, Song Yingzhen looked a little surprised.
"Teacher is also a cultivator?"
Zhang Jian nodded and said: "This is not surprising, there are many strange people and strangers in the court!"
Zhang Jian raised a hand, and a little red light flowed deep in his palm, and the pure fire of heaven emerged. In an instant, this little flame turned into a firebird in Zhang Jian's hand and soared into the sky.
Although the Firebird is small, its entire body exudes an extremely dangerous light, and there are countless layers of Dao patterns faintly emerging inside. This is Zhang Jian's deliberate display of its essence.
Song Yingzhen just glanced at it and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
"Teacher's attainments in practicing a certain discipline are probably not low, and he will not be weaker than Master..."
He couldn't help but have this thought flashing through his mind.
After a slight hesitation, Song Yingzhen said: "To be fair to the teacher, Yingzhen also had the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivating immortals not long ago, but his concealment methods were poor, which made the teacher laugh!"
Song Yingzhen didn't mention his apprenticeship, not because he couldn't believe it, but because he promised his master not to reveal his identity.
Zhang Jian's eyes fell on Song Yingzhen, and he noticed that the various magic powers in Song Yingzhen's body revealed a rich and complete flavor, which was obviously not something ordinary inheritance could possess.
I think it was a coincidence that he joined a certain Taoist tradition, just like he was back then, and it should still be in the probation period.
Zhang Jian didn't care, and just casually mentioned a few points that need to be paid attention to in the Qi training stage and the mental rest stage, but it also made Song Ying really grateful.
Zhang Jian said again.
"Do you know the theory of destiny?"
Song Yingzhen nodded and said: "My disciple met a senior and heard him mention that the spiritual cultivation stage is to awaken the spiritual thoughts, map one's own destiny palace, and integrate the destiny to build the foundation and cultivate the magic power!"
Zhang Jian was also delighted to see Lie and said.
"Most people's fates in the Life Palace are blank, but there are also a few who are very lucky and can awaken some special fates before building the foundation!"
"You are very lucky and your destiny is very special, but if it is exposed, it will not be a good thing for you!"
Hearing this, Song Yingzhen's eyes were shocked.
"Teacher, do you think I have a special destiny?"
Zhang Jian nodded lightly.
"Yes, but you don't need to worry too much now. You are just practicing now and no one will notice you!"
Song Yingzhen was a little uneasy. He was born in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion. He had experienced being targeted and persecuted, and he was instinctively wary of these things.
At that moment, he quickly said: "Teacher, is there any way to cover it up?"
Zhang Jian glanced at Song Yingzhen and said with a smile: "Although it is not easy to conceal your destiny, it is not difficult for me!"
Song Yingzhen quickly handed over his hand.
"I also ask the teacher to help me give you a magical method to help my disciples avoid disasters!"
Zhang Jian glanced at Song Yingzhen, who was quite clever.
If he is stupid, Zhang Jian can only wait for him to come out and suffer a lot before trying to help him
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Zhang Jian raised a hand, and a golden lotus appeared deep in his palm, with seven-colored golden light flowing above the golden lotus.
Golden lotus latent breathing method.
At this moment, the seven-colored golden lotus instantly turned into a seven-colored talisman and disappeared into Song Yingzhenming Palace.
Song Yingzhen closed his eyes. At this moment, he could feel the connection between the colorful talisman and himself. He seemed to be able to control it to open and close the petals with a single thought.
Very simple and practical.
"Thank you teacher!"
Song Yingzhen bowed respectfully.
Zhang Jian nodded, and immediately gave him some pointers and told him to leave.
After Song Yingzhen left, he couldn't sleep that night. The next morning, he left the city of Haojing and entered a shabby temple in the suburbs.
Zhang Jian was also outside the city at this time, and he followed Song Yingzhen all the way to here.
Song Yingzhen was smart, hard-working, and had a sense of destiny. Zhang Jian naturally did not want this smart disciple to go astray, so he wanted to see who had intercepted his disciple.
In his vast Yang God consciousness, he saw a female cultivator dressed like snow sitting cross-legged in the collapsed Judge's Temple, recovering from her injuries.
After Song Yingzhen entered, he called out "Master".
Then, like pouring beans, he recounted all the conversations he had with Zhang Jian in Danong Temple last night.
Zhang Jian looked at this scene with his spiritual consciousness and suddenly sighed.
It is indeed an advantage for female nuns to take on disciples.
He seems to be born with a harmless aura, and he can easily be trusted if he behaves a little.
Between him and this woman, Song Yingzhen obviously trusted this female cultivator more. She had a small mouth and talked about her, and she had almost sold him out.
"Fate?"
The female cultivator, dressed in white and with a jade face like a hibiscus, raised her eyebrows slightly. She slowly raised a slender plain hand, motioning Song Yingzhen to come forward, and casually touched Song Yingzhen's eyebrow palace.
There was a sharp sword energy flowing around her body, and the sword energy turned into mana and merged into Song Yingzhen's life palace, but in an instant, her eyes opened with a trace of doubt.
"No!"
"Master, don't you have one?"
Song Yingzhen's face changed, but when he saw the female cultivator in white thinking for a moment, he said again.
"You try to use your mind to communicate with the talisman in your body, and try to let go of your destiny!"
Song Yingzhen hurriedly followed the instructions, and the female cultivator in white cast a spell again. Under her wonderful method, she saw a blazing starlight blooming from the center of Song Yingzhen's eyebrows.
A special mark appears everywhere.
"Broken Army Star!"
Seeing this star sign, the female cultivator in white couldn't help but change her face.
She looked at the disciple she had inadvertently accepted in front of her in surprise.
The other party mistakenly came here to help her and lured away an old enemy of hers. Out of some random thoughts, she temporarily taught Song Yingzhen a foundation-building method. She never expected that she would meet a host with a broken military star.
The female cultivator in white had some changes in her face at this time and said again.
"It seems that your teacher's teachings are extraordinary. The magic of concealing one's fate is so magical!"
Song Yingzhen couldn't help but ask, "Master, how does it compare to you?"
Upon hearing this, the female cultivator in white scolded: "Don't ask questions you shouldn't!"