Zhang Yan is preparing for retreat, and this time may be very long, because he wants to deal with all kinds of mundane things.

He silently calculated the time, there are still five years before the next big competition in the door, but if he doesn't expect, the pattern in the door should not change much, and whether to go or not is average.

Nowadays, among the juniors of the sect, there is no one who can compare with the top ten disciples of his generation.

The family is in decline, and there are many talents in the line of master and apprentice, such as Feng Ming, Mo Tianhua and others, although the news of the chemical medicine Ning Dan has also been transmitted one after another, but it is limited to the fact that the merit has not been solidified, and it is far from being as good as them.

There is only one Yue Chongyang, who is unfathomable, no one knows the exact details, although he is not a disciple of a cave naïve person, but there is a god to choose the master to vote.

Decades ago, he and Huang Fuzhou were called Shuangxiu, and the period of Chengdan was earlier than Zhang Yan.

But this person is low-key, just obsessed with cultivation, and has been in retreat all year round, rarely showing his face, and seems to have no intention of competing for the position.

As for Qin Nan, she is the same as Liu Yanyi, although she has reached the first level of burning the acupoint, she has not yet turned into a medicine Ning Dan, which is why Peng Zhenren deliberately polished her foundation, so she slowed down her entry.

However, it was in these remaining years that she was able to enter the realm of Huadan, and there were not many means to fight.

Zhang Yan promised Peng Zhenren that he would help Qin Nan become one of the top ten disciples in the future, but this move did not need to be too eager, his own liliang was not enough, if he waited for him to enter the realm of Yuan Ying before doing it, then he would be much more sure.

After pondering for a while, he picked up his pen and wrote a flying letter and sent it to the Shouming Palace.

Not long after, a flying book came back, it was Peng Zhenren who replied to the book, he took it and opened it, smiled slightly, and put it aside.

Everything was over, and he was about to turn back to the small pot mirror to practice, but he noticed that there was some change in the formation, and he took a look at it with his heart. His expression moved slightly, and he waved his sleeves to open the forbidden formation, and put a talisman in.

When I saw it in my hand, it was actually a handwritten letter from the real person in charge, and I was surprised to open it and look at it, and I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh slightly, and said, "It turns out that this is the case, and I still can't be idle." ”

The previous head and he had spoken. Within thirty years, to receive a disciple and inherit the Yaoyin lineage, now is the time. The head of Qin calculated that the person was in the boundary of Gongzhou in the Great Wei Kingdom, so as long as he included it in the door.

It's just that the content of the letter from the head of the house is a little strange, not only giving him a one-month period, but also saying that he can't take the initiative to ask for it, and asks the other party to come to apprentice, if he can't wait at that time, it will be regarded as a missed opportunity.

Although Zhang Yan didn't know the deep meaning, since the head of the family passed down the decree, he had to go on a journey.

He instructed the mirror spirit to guard the cave. Then he got up and flew away, out of the cave, and fled in the southeast direction.

After traveling for more than ten days, we arrived at Gongzhou in Wei State, where there are mostly hills and mountains, beautiful scenery, and large and small lakes are dotted everywhere.

He spun around the clouds several times. After several calculations, I decided on a village with strange traffic, and in order to avoid shocking the world, I went to the mountains and forests to descend the clouds, walked out of the mountain paths, and went to the village.

As soon as he entered the village, he heard the sound of dogs barking, and saw a group of dirty children throwing mud at each other. Chasing and playing, shouting and fighting, the eldest was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest was only seven or eight years old.

Among them was a boy with thick eyebrows and dark skin, scuffling with several strong teenagers of his age. The rest of the big children were screaming beside them,

This black-skinned young man also had some courage, but he couldn't stand the crowd, and after a while, he was beaten to the ground, and his hands and feet were held down, and he yelled there.

At this time, a young man wearing a silk shirt and looking like a boy came over, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his skin was fair, there were two faint hairs at the corners of his mouth, and he was accompanied by two long entourage, who should be from a rich and noble family in the countryside.

I only heard him say: "Song San'er, you splashed my son's new clothes with fecal water the day before yesterday, and this time I beat you up to give you a long memory." ”

The black-skinned boy's face turned red, but he was held down by someone and couldn't get up.

The boy who looked like a boy learned from the adults to drop a few cruel words, and then went triumphantly.

Zhang Yan stood in the distance, his eyes wandering in it, he just looked at it for a while, but he didn't see that one of them had the roots of cultivation.

However, if it is really so easy to find, I am afraid that the head of the family will not be limited to a month.

But this did not bother him, and after thinking for a while, he looked at the black-skinned young man sitting on the ground, and he had a plan.

Zhang Yan stepped forward and said with a smile: "You young man, I see that you are also stout, how can you be bullied like this?"

The black-skinned young man was a little stunned when he saw a stranger coming over to talk to him, but he was not afraid when he saw Zhang Yan being kind, and argued: "Wang Sanlang, they are cheating, so many people beat me, of course I can't beat it." ”

Zhang Yan shook his head and said: "That's not necessarily, the number of people may not work, have you ever heard that above the battle array, there are hundreds of enemies, thousands of enemies, and even ten thousand enemies of fierce generals?"

The black-skinned boy also heard the down-and-out scribes in the countryside say those legends and anecdotes of romance, and when he saw Zhang Yan talking about it, he immediately forgot the pain and shouted: "I've heard of it, I've heard it, the Taoist master can't beat me, I heard the master in the village say that there is a man named Zuo Gongchang among the founding heroes of the Wei State, and he has the courage of the crotch of the ten thousand people." ”

Zhang Yan smiled and said, "That's the courage of ten thousand people." ”

"Yes, yes, crotch, crotch!" the boy touched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly.

Zhang Yan saw that he was stupid, so he didn't correct it, but just smiled slightly and said, "Then let me ask you, do you want to learn this method?"

The young man was stunned, then jumped up, grabbed the corner of Zhang Yanyi, shook it again and again, and said eagerly: "The Taoist teaches me, the Taoist teaches me." ”

Zhang Yan smiled: "You come here with your ears." ”

The black-skinned young man was in a hurry, and hurriedly arched his head, Zhang Yan didn't care, whispered a few words in his ear, and then raised his hand and patted the back of his head, and shouted: "Go." ”

The young man couldn't help but stir his spirit, and walked out along the ridge in a daze.

Zhang Yan looked at his back and smiled, and then walked up the mountain with light steps.

Halfway up the mountain, he found a mountain temple that had long been dilapidated, sat down on the futon, and waited patiently.

The black-skinned young man returned home, and couldn't help but think of the mantra that the Taoist priest said, which was also very strange, he had never read and practiced calligraphy, but Zhang Yanshi only said it once, but he had already remembered it. You can't forget if you want to, and you don't need to understand it, the meaning is self-evident.

He followed the mantra, and when he came overnight, he jumped out of bed, feeling light and healthy, deaf and clear, and full of inexhaustible strength.

Under the great joy. rushed out to find the bad luck of the prince of the royal family,

When I passed by the pond, I saw two buffaloes blocking the way, and my heart moved. ran up and broke the horns of the cow, and the buffalo mooed twice, and he was dragged to the ground, which was even more exciting.

ran out for less than a mile, and saw that Wang Sanlang was there with a group of teenagers holding slingshots to beat the birds, he shouted, without saying a word, rushed forward and started.

This time, he easily knocked more than a dozen teenagers to the ground. There was no one who was his opponent, and Wang Sanlang was even beaten by him on the ground.

But the strange thing is that, despite his heavy hands, no one was injured, not even a bruise.

It seems that there is no grudge between such children, and afterwards Wang Sanlang asked: "Song San'er." Why didn't you learn this skill after not seeing you overnight?"

The black-skinned boy is straightforward, and he is a young man, and he can't keep the door on his lips, so he shows off that he will meet Zhang Yan to teach the Fa.

Wang Sanlang secretly wrote it down and instructed the chief to go with him to find the whereabouts of the person yesterday.

Zhang Yan meditated in the mountain temple for two days, and at noon on the third day, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door. Then he opened his eyes and looked, and saw several young men in green shirts and hats rushing in, all of them were sweaty and panting, and then another person walked in, it was the boy he had seen that day. When I came up this mountain, I was also blushing and panting.

When Wang Sanlang saw Zhang Yan, his eyes lit up, and he came up and saluted respectfully, and said, "I've seen the Taoist." ”

Then he waved his hand, and two plates came up from behind him, one with a box of candied fruits, and the other with several rolls of red silk wrapped haode copper coins, and two privately minted silver ingots.

He peeked at Zhang Yan, then shook it to the end, and said, "Please smile." ”

Zhang Yan glanced at them a few times and said with a smile: "You are here to seek the Fa. ”

Wang Sanlang looked surprised, nodded again and again: "Exactly, exactly." ”

Zhang Yan said: "It's easy, you come with your ears." ”

Wang Sanlang said hurriedly: "Wait." ”

He looked at Zhang Yan with burning eyes, and said, "Dao Chief, ask for advice, I don't know if there is a long-term way here, instead of, not only those two or three days." ”

The black-skinned young man was excited for less than two days, but he found that the qi in his body had leaked unconsciously, and he no longer had the feeling of infinite strength a few days ago.

Wang Sanlang had a person in his family, and his knowledge was much higher than that black-skinned boy, and he wondered in his heart that the Taoist would not teach humanism for no reason, what must he be asking for, if there is a method for a few days, will there be a method for months? Or even years, decades?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and secretly despised Song San'er for not knowing and missing the master, so he went to consult the head of the family, and then inquired about Zhang Yan's whereabouts, so he came to the door.

Zhang Yan sighed and said, "You want to find a way that doesn't leak." ”

"Yes, yes, the anger will be vented in two days, so what's the use?"

Wang Sanlang nodded again and again, looking excited, listening to this person's tone, it seems that there is indeed such a method, so will he still need to study in the future? With this ability, he will go to Wuwei to join the army, and when he kills a few Hu'er generals, he may be able to ask for a wife and a cute son, and glorify his ancestors.

Zhang Yan groaned slightly and said, "This is also easy, do you know the land temple on the slope ten miles away?"

Wang Sanlang didn't react, and said in a daze: "Land Temple?"

The chief attendant next to him immediately came up and said, "Master, that's the Bat King Temple." ”

Hearing the words "Bat King Temple", Wang Sanlang couldn't help but shiver.

The Bat King Temple was originally a land temple, in the early years of the Xingyuan Dynasty of this dynasty, I heard that there was a Taoist who brought hundreds of boys and girls to practice the Fa there, saying that it was a kind of demonic energy, but overnight, the fishy wind was fierce, including the Taoist people, everyone was gone, and no one dared to go since then.

Even now, passers-by faintly heard the sound of the piano coming out in the middle of the night, and it is rumored that there are female ghosts and goblins haunting, eating people and drinking blood.

Wang Sanlang was a little frightened and said, "What is the Taoist chief doing with this ghost temple?"

Zhang Yan looked at them with a smile and said, "From today onwards, every night, whoever comes to see me in this Bat King Temple, I will pass on that method." ”

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