Zhang Lu's soul jumped in the air, not afraid of the strong wind, and in the blink of an eye he was out of Yizhou.
My thoughts moved towards Yuzhou.
Although the method of leaving the body of the soul is fast, it also has great limitations.
If there is no corresponding Shinto tablet or welcoming ceremony, it is easy to find the possessed object and have to turn around at an extremely fast speed.
Fortunately, although Taoism failed to achieve success in the court, it has always had a wide audience and foundation.
Heming Taoist Palace took the opportunity to place personnel in Taoist temples in some key states and counties.
A family in Yingchuan has a tablet that reads "Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders" that is enshrined all year round.
Zhang Lu's soul used this as a beacon for positioning.
In just a moment, Zhang Lu's spiritual thoughts were attached to the tablet.
The characters "Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all wonders" were lit up one after another. Zhang Rushi, who was wearing a brocade-patterned Taoist robe, came down from the tablet. Although his body was not solid, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to notice anything.
The hut was dark and dusty, and it had been idle for who knows how long.
Zhang Lu was just about to go out to inquire about this family when he heard someone laughing in the distance, "The headmaster is coming in such a mighty force. He is so majestic. Do you really think that there is no one in the Central Plains?"
After Zhang Lu heard this, he stepped forward and opened the door.
The old door panel shook and made a "squeaking" sound.
However, there was no one outside the door.
Zhang Lu was slightly startled, and his eyes fell on a long table outside the door.
Four letters were laid flatly on it.
There are four envelopes, each with a name written on it.
"Zhong Yuanchang", "Xun Wenruo", "Chen Changwen" and "Xu Yuanzhi".
I don’t know how long these envelopes have been kept here. They are full of traces of wind and sun. Even the pages are slightly browned and the writing is slightly blurred.
However, these four letters were placed neatly as if they had just been placed, as if they were carrying something extremely heavy and could not be shaken by any wind or rain.
Zhang Lu's expression changed. Oops, he had fallen into a trap.
Just as Zhang Lu glanced at the four letters, a faint light slowly emitted from the envelopes.
Immediately, four almost transparent humanoid shapes appeared, standing on top of the envelope.
These four people were of different ages, some were middle-aged and elegant, and some were young and energetic. The same thing was that they all looked at Zhang Lu with confidence, as if they were looking at prey that had fallen into a trap.
When Zhang Lu saw this scene, he couldn't help but praise,
"The words are as clear as the face! What a brilliant technique!"
The Confucian scholar standing on Zhong Yuanchang's envelope raised his hands and smiled when he heard this, "The headmaster's false praise is just a little trick."
Zhang Lu looked at Zhong Yuanchang carefully and said with emotion, "There are indeed many talents in the Central Plains, but I am not as good as Western Shu."
Seeing the words is like seeing the face.
It's just a greeting when writing a letter.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuanchang realized such a magical method in this language.
This person's future is limitless.
The young scholar standing on the envelope with the words "Xu Yuanzhi" looked at Zhang Lu and asked unceremoniously, "How can the master break into this secular place without practicing in the mountains?"
Zhang Lu was not angry after hearing this, and said with a smile, "Just strolling around."
Another scholar in his thirties named "Chen Changwen" said politely, "The Central Plains is easy to enter, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave."
Zhang Lu did not accept this, but asked curiously, "When Pindao came before, where was the person who spoke?"
"Xun Wenruo" replied, "Mr. Shui Jing had a visitor today, and he felt something in his heart, so he greeted the headmaster. In order to avoid others thinking that we, Yingchuan Academy, lacked etiquette."
Although his words were polite, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he had the determination to be polite before fighting.
Zhang Lu came here to inquire about Guo Jia's roots, and only his soul left his body here.
Now that he has been spotted and surrounded when he first arrived, he naturally knows that things are difficult to achieve.
Zhang Lu said with a smile, "Poverty-stricken people come and go, and then they go away after all their pleasures have been exhausted. No one can do anything to me."
As he said this, the soul soared into the sky like a rainbow and headed towards the west.
The four faint shadows quickly hit the Confucianism that had been secretly prepared for that figure.
It's just that Zhang Lu's soul is extremely fast, and it's unclear whether a few people have made any achievements.
Just when Zhang Lu's soul was about to escape, in a back garden dozens of miles away, two old men playing chess looked at the sky at the same time.
One of them took a look and put his hand in the lotus pond beside him.
The sparkling pool immediately became as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the departing rainbow.
Another player who was playing chess saw this, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "This Lu dared to leave his body and come to Zhongzhou. He really underestimated the heroes of the world."
While he was talking, the rainbow had already moved away very quickly and disappeared.
However, on the smooth mirror-like reflection in the pool, there is still a rainbow rising into the sky.
The man said again, "Brother Decao, you are worthy of the name Shuijing."
Sima Decao laughed and said, "I have been calculating this move for a long time, but I never thought that I could win a move today."
Then Sima Decao ordered his servants, "The gate of this courtyard will be sealed later and no one will be allowed to come in."
The two boys serving beside him quickly responded.
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In the Heming Palace.
Zhang Lu Yuan Shen came out of his body, and Yu Xian was by his side to protect him.
While sighing at the awesomeness of the boss, I thought about it leisurely, wondering what it would be like to have my soul leave the body.
It's a pity that he has already established the foundation of Taoism and followed Zhong Xuanzi to practice the power of the Five Elements and cultivate the energy of immortality.
If nothing unexpected happens, he should have no chance with this path.
Yu Xian guarded Zhang Lu's body for a while, and suddenly his imagination opened up.
The spirit leaving the body is like leaving a building empty. What would happen if at this moment, I use the dream-entering technique of Duke Zhou to enter Zhang Lu's sea of consciousness?
Will he travel thousands of miles with his master?
Huh……
This thought seemed to open Pandora's box, making Yu Xian more and more itchy.
Otherwise, give it a try?
But what if the headmaster is killed like this?
Yu Xian was struggling in his heart when suddenly a tyrannical power of the soul came from afar.
Yu Xian quickly sat upright with his eyes shining brightly, making a gesture of loyal guardianship.
That tyrannical spirit rushed into Heming Palace.
A strong gust of wind blew in, bringing in a lot of sand and dust, causing even the burning oil lamp to sway.
Then Zhang Lu slowly opened his eyes, his face full of exhaustion.
Yu Xian quickly asked, "Why did the headmaster come back so quickly? Did the trip go smoothly?"
He asked, but there was some judgment in his heart.
It must be something bad, otherwise it would take some time to find someone to inquire.
How long has it taken now?
Zhang Lu shook his head when he heard this and sighed, "Hey, someone plotted against me. As soon as I went there, I was blocked. Four people surrounded me."
Yu Xian, "……."
Yu Xian really couldn't figure out what kind of picture this was.
Looking at Zhang Lu's unhappy look.
Yu Xian could only express concern, "Headmaster..., are you okay?"
Zhang Lu sighed again, "I suffered a little loss."