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Chapter 1,179 The separation of master and apprentice

 Seeing the heavy rain falling, all the poor people were extremely excited. They were all excited and running wildly in the rain.

It seems that the torture of so long years can finally be wiped away after this heavy rain.

Zhang Jiao and Zhang Pingan came to the altar.

The people also reacted and knelt in front of the altar one after another:

"Thank you, Immortal!"

"Thank you, Immortal!"

But he saw Taoist Nanhua turn around slowly.

At the corner of his mouth, there was a faint trace of washed blood.

Zhang Ping'an and Zhang Jiao's expressions changed, and they quickly stepped forward to support Nanhua Taoist.

"Master, are you okay?"

Zhang Jiao asked in a low voice.

Taoist Nanhua shook his head happily:

"Good boy."

"You finally... found your way."

As he said that, he gently patted Zhang Jiao's head.

"It's time."

"child."

"Now, you have enlightened in the rain, and the heaven and earth are sensing each other. You cannot escape from this cause and effect."

Zhang Jiao understood Taoist Nanhua's worries and held up his hands and said:

"Master, don't worry."

"No matter how hard it is, I will overcome it!"

"This is the path chosen by the disciples! Disciples are not afraid of hardship!"

Seeing the compassion in Zhang Jiao's eyes, Taoist Nanhua said again:

"Even if...you want to be the enemy of the fate of country 1?"

"Even if you are... shattered to pieces, you have no regrets?"

Zhang Jiao knelt on the ground with a pop, his little figure in the rain showing no hesitation on his expression.

"If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!"

"Disciple...no regrets!"

Nanhua Taoist helped Zhang Jiao up.

"good."

"From today on, my master will pass this thing on to you!"

As he spoke, an ancient scripture appeared in Zhang Jiao's hand.

Take a closer look, it is exactly... "The Taiping Jing"!

"Taiping Jing?"

"Master, you..."

At this time, Zhang Jiao looked at Taoist Nanhua in shock.

Nanhua Taoist laughed:

"I have practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. If I don't even know my own Tao, what am I practicing?"

"Skill?"

"That's just subtlety Doyle!"

"Disciple, you are extremely talented and have a higher understanding than my teacher!"

"At a young age, I have already understood the way to peace."

"This "Taiping Jing" is a fragment of the book that I dealt with by a strange person, repaired and filled in. Everything I have learned is contained in it."

"From now on, you are the master of Taiping Dao. The inheritance of this disciple and the training of techniques will be handed over to you."

"Come and take the 9-scepter!"

After the words fell, the nine-scepter was raised high by the Nanhua Taoist priest.

The heavy rain in the sky instantly turned into the fragrance of a bamboo leaf.

Everyone present felt that the pain accumulated over the years was healed.

Immediately:

"Peace Road!"

"Peace Road!"

"Peace Road!"

Everyone looked at the altar with enthusiasm.

Then, the nine-section staff was solemnly handed over to Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao took a deep breath. He couldn't tell whether he was excited or overjoyed that he had gained the Dao. His eyes were slightly red, and he held the nine-section staff and turned to look at the poor people.

"Start today!"

"Anyone who is willing can join my door!"

"I will inherit the art of peace!"

"My name is the great sage and mentor—Zhang Jiao!"



It rained heavily for one day and one night.

Perhaps because Nanhua Taoist priests used their magic power, the rain not only revitalized the entire county.

At the same time, it also allows the creatures here to start gathering again.

Of course, those rich people who were unkind and were hacked to death by Nanhua Taoist priests have also tasted punishment and do not dare to have evil intentions anymore.

This day, at the gate of the city.

There are only three Nanhua Taoist masters and disciples.

"Master." Zhang Jiao's words were full of reluctance.

Nanhua Taoist laughed and said:

"No need to be sad."

"From now on, the world is open to you, wherever you go."

"I only wish!"

Zhang Jiao solemnly said:

"Master, please speak!"

Nanhua Taoist patted Zhang Jiao on the shoulder:

"Anytime, anywhere."

"Remember, you are human!"

"No matter how profound your spiritual practice is, you can only understand the suffering of the world as a human being."

"Only when you experience the suffering of the world can you know the true meaning of the Tao of Taiping!"

"Don't... imitate the Hua family brothers and sisters. At such a young age, they regard ruthlessness as arrogance and ruthlessness as forgetfulness."

"In this case, he is just a puppet of the Tao."

"You are who you are."

"You are Zhang Jiao!"

"He is a great teacher!"

"He is my apprentice!"

"He is also...the current leader of Taiping Dao!"

"Be worthy and shoulder your responsibilities!"

Zhang Jiao knelt down and kowtowed three times to Taoist Nanhua.

"Master, you and Ping An... take care!"

Taoist Nanhua's eyes were slightly red, but he smiled with joy:

"Good boy."

"When we travel thousands of miles, we will eventually say goodbye."

"It doesn't matter."

"When you are confused again one day, I will look for you."

"As a teacher... I will always be your backing!"



Taoist Nanhua and Zhang Pingan left.

So far, Taiping Road has been widely spread since Qingzhou.

1 On the way, Zhang Ping'an couldn't help but send a message:

"Master, are you really not worried about Zhang Jiao?"

"He established Taiping Dao, which was considered a cult to the government."

"Wait until the officials there react..."

Nanhua Taoist said:

"This is also his responsibility."

"Since as the Lord of Taiping Road, he will endure many hardships."

"Peace, this is the way to walk!"

"No matter how hard it is, maybe you can bear it!"

As he said that, Taoist Nanhua looked at Zhang Pingan:

"You have almost all your karma now."

"It only takes a few months before you can speak normally."

"It's time to go back!"

Zhang Pingan's face changed:

"Master, but..."

Taoist Nanhua waved his hand:

"Over the years, you have become a completely different person."

"You should go back and serve your mother well."

"The Fu Shui treatment method I taught you can also be used as a way to make a living."

"Remember, as long as you don't forget your true heart."

"Sooner or later, you will find what you want!"

But he saw Nanhua Taoist raise his hand, and a green bamboo stick with thick fingers appeared in his palm.

Different from the 9-section staff, this green bamboo staff is much shorter and looks... more like a wooden stick.

"I will pass this green bamboo staff on to you."

"Peace, there is still one disaster in your life."

"I hope this green bamboo stick... can help you eliminate disasters, and you will live a safe life from now on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhang Pingan could react, he felt like the world was spinning.

When he regained consciousness in front of his eyes, he found that he was already standing at the door of his house.

Zhang Ping'an had a sore nose. Regardless of the strange looks from others, he turned around and knelt heavily towards the street!



The lonely Nanhua Taoist suddenly felt a little empty in his heart.

He smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I have been practicing Taoism for many years, but my relationship with my children has grown."

Suddenly, Taoist Nanhua frowned, covered his mouth in pain and coughed.

Bloodshot threads spilled out from between the fingers.

Behind:

"As expected, you were still severely injured."

"You must have had a hard time enduring these past few days."

Turning around, Taoist Ziyang walked over with a complicated expression.

Taoist Nanhua wiped the blood from his palms and said expressionlessly:

"My friend came here today, what's the matter?"

Taoist Ziyang looked helpless:

"The way is different, you don't have to be so alienated."

"Over the years, how many times have you and I quarreled because of our different ideas of monasticism?"

Nanhua Taoist was silent for a moment, but fortunately he sat on a stone next to him.

Taoist Ziyang shook his head and sat opposite.

"Okay, let's talk."

"Your own protective object, the nine-section staff, was given to Zhang Jiao."

"That silly boy thought that this was just a ceremonial object of peace, but he never thought that it was your substitute for doom."

A flash of sharpness suddenly flashed across Taoist Nanhua's eyes.

Taoist Ziyang slapped his mouth:

"Look."

"Are you angry again?"

"You should really learn from Zhang Daoling, the 5 Dou Mi disciple."

"It's good for you, you keep everything in your mind."

"You have practiced Taoism for so many years, have you ever had the courage to explain your way of practice in front of heaven and earth?"

"No!"

"Because you know very well that the emergence of sects will definitely involve many causes and effects."

"That Zhang Daoling founded the Five Dou Rice Sect. If it weren't for his unique methods and the fact that the Han Dynasty was not so corrupt when he was here, I'm afraid... he would be even more embarrassed than you are now."

"You can also be considered the founder of Taiping Tao."

"A child as young as Zhang Jiao established his own way in front of heaven and earth. He was originally responsible for the huge cause and effect and karma."

"It's fine now. A nine-segmented staff has eliminated your four attainments."

"Just to protect him from trouble."

"Also, you really can't see that Zhang Ping'an?"

Taoist Nanhua fell silent immediately.

Taoist Ziyang snorted:

"Cultivation of the Tao is the way to immortality!"

"After all, you are about to become an adult. Now that you are well, your path is completely cut off!"

"That piece of peace is a calamity of death!"

"God has destined him to die!"

"Do you think that by using 30% of the Taoist practice and making a green bamboo staff, you can help him change his life?"

"You and I both know that those who say they can change their fate against nature are basically liars!"

Nanhua Taoist expressionless:

"yes."

"So...for the two of them, I gave up 70 years of practice!"

"If it's not enough, I can continue!"

"Try me to be as insensitive as your apprentice, I can't do it!"

Taoist Ziyang opened his mouth and shook his head in embarrassment:

"Those two kids..."

"well……"

"I'm also a little helpless."

"As you said, they seem to be somewhat unable to grasp the difference between forgetfulness and ruthlessness."

"but……"

Taoist Ziyang turned around and smiled:

"As the saying goes, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

"The same goes for apprentices."

"If they can achieve enlightenment through ruthlessness, it will be a matter of destiny."

Taoist Nanhua waved his hand with some headache: "Okay, okay."

"Stop talking about the number of days. I have a headache after hearing you talk about it for decades."

"I know that you practice Taoism with me. You are the ancient auspicious beast Bai Ze. What kind of Taoism do you practice?"

Taoist Ziyang smiled dumbly:

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Nanhua Taoist was silent for a moment:

"Just wait!"

"The fate of the two children will be revealed in a few years!"

Ziyang Taoist said:

"In that case..."

"I'll accompany you."

[Author's digression]: In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, there were two major sects that were quite famous.

One is the Five Dou Mi Sect founded by Zhang Daoling. He was a figure from 34 to 156 AD. He died at the age of 123 and eventually became the founder of the Zhengyi Dao. Zhang Daoling also lived in seclusion after seeing the world decline.

Heart. Because one needs to have 5 buckets of rice to join Tianshi Dao, so it is called the 5 buckets of rice sect.

As for the Taiping Road, it was created by the great sage Zhang Jiao. Zhang Jiao's birth date was ominous, but it is certain that he died of illness in 184.

Although Zhang Jiao himself and Zhang Daoling can barely be regarded as figures of the same era, they have no connection.

As for the Taiping Jing, the real author was Yu Ji, who was also a very famous alchemist in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. His birth date was also ominous, but his death in 200 AD was at the hands of Sun Ce.


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