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Chapter 1776 Er Daoist, a picture

Before leaving Zhuojun, you can see all kinds of life.

The people here don't have enough to eat and don't have enough clothes to wear. They live a forced and miserable life.

Very miserable.

Along the way, Jiang Que couldn't help but sigh a few times, "When things prosper, the people suffer; when they die, the people suffer."

This famous saying is indeed correct and there is nothing wrong with it.

After bidding farewell to Liu Da'er, Jiang Chi stayed at the inn, looking for some food and wine to live a comfortable life.

Live your life freely.

This day.

A man came to the inn, he looked like a Taoist priest with an old look on his face.

Behind him was a young Taoist, holding a scroll and standing respectfully behind the old Taoist.

When you hear his title, you know that there is a master-disciple relationship.

The old Taoist is like a peerless master, he wants to worship after seeing it.

He really looked like an expert with an immortal spirit, which made Jiang Qian in the corner feel weird.

He looked stunned and thought to himself: "You can actually meet Taoists here, but there are not many Taoists in the Three Kingdoms who are good."

Especially those three.

It's simply a disaster.

At least, that's what Jiang Chi thinks.

Although these factors may not seem like much from an ordinary person's perspective.

But from a practitioner's perspective, these factors are terrible things.

The truth is so terrible.

It really made him feel bitter and confused.

However, Jiang Que didn't say much.

After hiding all his glory, he seemed like an ordinary guest, nothing special.

Looks normal.

It was precisely because of this that the Taoist could teach the young disciple without restraint without seeing Jiang Chi.

"During this period of time, you have traveled extensively with me as my master. Have you learned anything?"

The old Taoist asked calmly, with a calm tone, as if he had understood everything.

His eyes were profound, as if he were a banished immortal with profound and unpredictable cultivation.

perhaps.

In the eyes of the young Taoist, the old Taoist should belong to the category of banished immortals.

"Master, I understand some things, but there are still some things I don't understand."

The young Taoist frowned and said, "The world seems to be...sick."

"oh?"

The old Taoist was stunned and said, "Tell me, what disease is this world suffering from?"

The old Taoist was a little surprised, "It seems that he is growing very fast."

At least, it's faster than expected.

His painstaking advice was not in vain, and he had gained something.

It won't be a waste of work.

This is also pretty good.

The young Taoist paused and said slowly: "Master, the world looks like a terminally ill old man.

It seems that... he is about to die..."

To know.

In this era, the words of the young Taoist represent the subversive nature of his thoughts.

It also shows that he is very courageous.

If someone is taking advantage of it, he might be charged with treason.

but.

Fortunately, there are not many people in this inn, and the noise is not loud.

Naturally, no one who cared about it listened to it.

Jiang Qian is naturally not the kind of person with ulterior motives.

He has been thinking about who these two Taoists, an old one and a young one, are.

There's something familiar about it.

But in the memories deep in my mind, many things seem to be blurred.

After all, he had spent a lot of time in the two worlds of Prehistoric and Fengshen, accumulating hundreds of millions of years.

It is enough to make the memory of just over twenty years on earth become very small.

In the Three Kingdoms, it is amazing to have such Taoists, one old and one young.

But it's not very rare.

Today, Emperor Ling is still in power.

The Yellow Turban rebels haven't risen yet, so it's rare to find some peace.

"You are right, there is only one sick old man in this world."

The old Taoist sighed: "There is too much poverty and too much exploitation. This world is difficult."

Fortunately, his voice was not loud either.

Otherwise, I am afraid that someone will be caught with such blatant remarks that defy the imperial court.

Jiang Que could clearly feel that neither of them had very certain energy.

That is mana.

There is no so-called magic power in them.

In other words, the two Taoists, the old and the young, are actually just ordinary people.

It almost scared them.

Ordinary Taoists dare to speak like this.

He's quite courageous.

but……

What Jiang Qian found strange was also here. In this world of the Three Kingdoms, the aura was obviously pretty good.

Why are no powerful practitioners born?

This is strange.

Generally speaking.

In a world with abundant spiritual energy, some practitioners will be born.

Their ancestors may have understood the Great Way by receiving gifts from others, such as observing foreign stones in the sky.

Or you can explore it yourself.

In short.

They will sum up a set of methods of practice.

This set of techniques is specifically used for practice, but in this world now, Jiang Chi has not found anyone who can practice it.

Those two Taoists are just ordinary people.

Not a practitioner.

He also has no status as a cultivator.

It can be said to be very ordinary.

"Disciple, take out the picture that Master gave you."

The old Taoist said slowly: "That is a treasure map, which contains the heaven and earth. It is a first-class treasure."

"Master, what is the name of this picture?"

The young Taoist asked curiously: "I remember you never told me the name of this picture. What is it called?"

Jiang Chian became interested in the conversation between the two, "I wonder what the treasure map at his door is?"

For a while.

Jiang Que was quite looking forward to it.

Anyway, he hasn't heard of it.

Maybe it really is a treasure map.

After all, the treasure from the upper realm was left behind in the lower realm for some reason.

This situation is normal.

The old Taoist paused for a long time and then said: "The Picture of the Mountains and Rivers of the Universe!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Even Jiang Chi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "If it is really called this name, this picture is at least an innate spiritual treasure."

It's definitely not an ordinary product.

"Master, why are you called this name?"

The young Taoist was puzzled. Maybe there was something at a higher level that he failed to understand.

"It will help you build a new world."

The old Taoist said calmly: "This is your Tao and your way. The world in the future will be controlled by you."

The tone was a bit vicissitudes of life, as if the whole world was dead.

A bit sad.

Young Taoist: "..."

Maybe he hasn't come back to his senses yet.

Although he had known the old Taoist's plan for a long time, he was still at a loss.

perhaps.

It's because he hasn't found his own way.

"Master, this disciple will continue to study with you."

The young Taoist said hurriedly: "This disciple is still just a young Taoist. I'm afraid he won't be able to take on the important responsibilities."

Old Taoist: "..."

His silent face looked a little ugly.

You can't see the coldness in his eyes. He made the plan long ago.

How can it be changed?

Jiang Chi looked at this scene with great interest and said to himself: "I'm afraid this old Taoist is also taking advantage of the young Taoist."

Anyway, he didn't see the so-called master-disciple relationship.

really.

The next moment, the old Taoist said coldly: "I taught you the essential techniques of Taiping Tao, and you have almost learned them.

It's time to leave.

To create a world, that's what you should do."

"..."

This time Jiang Qian was a little surprised.

Peace Road?

He murmured, "Could it be that they are actually..."


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