House Management Chapter 1787: Teaching

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Under the instructions of Brother Biao, everyone separately checked the situation of each workshop.

Li Mingyue didn't move. Jiang Xue wanted to follow along. Seeing Li Mingyue standing there, she curiously asked: "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"This is really evil, we all fell from the bed, and the workers here also fell. What is going on? It can't be a coincidence." Li Mingyue said.

"It must not be a coincidence, but what is wrong, I haven't seen it." Kong Ping said.

"Go, let's go back to the room, take the instruments, and check them. I didn't see it during the day, so I don't believe it. In this case, I still can't see the problem." Li Mingyue waved, Drive to the shed where they live.

The three of Yang Desheng followed, and the four returned to the work shed. Li Mingyue and Yang Desheng put on the Taoist robes first, and then they came out again with the magic weapon.

Li Mingmoon came out of the compass, Yang Desheng held the whisk, Jiang Xue held the peach wood sword, Kong Ping dangling the three clear bells.

It turned out that everything was normal again, and nothing was wrong.

After measuring for a long time, the sky is already bright, and the sound of an ambulance has sounded.

Jiang Xue put down the mahogany sword and said with a flat mouth: "Brother, there is no problem. Otherwise, call Master and let Master come over."

"It seems that I can only find Master. I really don’t know what the situation is. If you can find some clues, then that’s fine. Master will come out and return to Taoism for everything. Zhang Qingfeng is a joke." Li Mingyue said unwillingly.

"Second brother, this is Master's property, so don't let anything happen. Otherwise, we can't afford it." Yang Desheng said.

"That's true. I'll make a call." Li Mingyue took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Yu's number.

Lu Zu Pavilion.

In the abbot's small courtyard, neither Zhang Yu nor Xiong Jian slept this night.

For several days, Zhang Yu has been living here, first to practice by himself, and second to guide Xiong Jian.

Normally, Dao Fa is gradual, and the master leads the way to practice. But now, Xiong Jian's True Qi cultivation base has been advancing by leaps and bounds, which made Zhang Yu a little unexpected.

Xiong Jian is also honest. He told Zhang Yu that he dreamed of an old Taoist dancing. He dreamed of an old Taoist for three consecutive nights. As a result, his true spirit was greatly improved for nothing.

Zhang Yu knows that this is a kind of chance, and it is impossible to seek truth. It's as if one's own chance can't be requested by others.

Lü Zuge used to belong to Quanzhen Sect. What he emphasized was practicing Qi first and then skills. At the moment, Xiong Jian did not teach the compendium of Zhengyijiao, and some Dao skills were not available, but Zhang Yu didn't want Xiong Jian to be wasteful during this period, so he guided him some commonly used Dao skills. That is, the use of artifacts.

At this moment, in Xiong Jian's hand, he is holding a money sword. The money sword is a more conventional magic weapon, and every Taoist temple has it. The difference is only the copper coins above.

The money sword in Xiong Jian's hand is relatively ordinary, and it is naturally not as powerful as Zhang Yu's money sword.

"Hands!" Zhang Yu said in his mouth, reaching out to a wooden stake in front of him.

Xiong Jian was unambiguous, and took out a fire talisman from his pocket. The fire talisman he used was a bright yellow talisman paper. This was given to him by Zhang Yu and asked him to draw symbols with blood. He didn't expect Xiong Jian to do it.

The bright yellow talisman paper was attached to the money sword, and a red light immediately appeared on the sword. As soon as Xiong Jian let go, the money sword spun around a few times automatically. He immediately pointed forward, and with a "shoo" sound, the money sword shot forward, "grabbed" the ground, and stuck it on the wooden stake.

"Wow!"

The flame rose up suddenly, and the power of the bright yellow talisman paper was evident. In a blink of an eye, the wooden stakes were turned into ashes.

"So powerful..." Xiong Jian was dumbfounded immediately. He never thought that he could still have such a tough time.

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Retract the sword."

"Yes!" Xiong Jian raised his hand, and the money sword returned to his palm.

For his performance, Zhang Yu was very satisfied, and then said: "Now take the money sword apart and let it form a sword with his mind."

"Can this work?" Xiong Jian couldn't believe it.

As soon as Zhang Yu raised his hand, a series of copper coins sprang out of his sleeves, and then formed a money sword, which fell into his palm.

"This..." Xiong Jian looked silly immediately.

"Now do what I said." Zhang Yu said calmly.

"Yes, Master." Xiong Jian just nodded.

Zhang Yu asked him to sit down cross-legged, and with a wave of his hand, he broke the red color on the money sword in Xiong Jian's hand, and the copper money was spilled everywhere.

Zhang Yu then told Xiong Jian the knack he had understood at the beginning, let Xiong Jian follow this method, communicate with the copper coin, and make the copper coin become his own magic weapon.

This is one of Zhang Yu's tricks. It is very grateful for Xiong Jian to be taught by Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu encouraged a few words. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, he stretched out and planned to enter the room for a nap.

I don’t want this effort, the cell phone in my pocket rang, "Ring Ling Ling...Ring Ling Ling..."

Take out the phone and look at it. Li Mingyue called. Zhang Yu was a little puzzled. Why did he call just before dawn.

"Hello." Zhang Yu answered directly.

"Hey, Master. Something happened." Li Mingyue's voice immediately rang on the phone.

"What happened?" Zhang Yu asked.

"That's it..." Li Mingyue said exactly what was going on on the construction site.

Hearing what he said, Zhang Yu couldn't help but be surprised, "Is there anything like this?"

"Yes, it's a wicked one, Master, what do you think now?" Li Mingyue said.

"I'll go to the construction site to check the situation." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay, master, hurry up. I hurt a lot of people this morning." Li Mingyue said.

"I know." Zhang Yu nodded and hung up.

He put the phone back in his pocket, looked at Xiong Jian who was sitting cross-legged, and said: "Xiong Jian, you practice hard. You have to go down the mountain to do something for your teacher."

"Master, do you need my help." Xiong Jian immediately jumped up.

"No, the most important thing for you now is to practice hard. You are the abbot of Lu Zuge. If you can't show some real skills, you will be laughed at." Zhang Yu laughed.

"It's Master, don't worry, I will never shame you!" Xiong Jian said solemnly.

Everyone knows that Zhang Yu is a busy man. During those days when Wudang Taoist temple lived, Xiong Jian and others also chatted with Zhang Yu's disciples and beat them to learn about the situation of Wudang Taoist temple.

The cultivation of the Taoist temple without authority is all about the master's personal cultivation. Zhang Yu never urges his disciples to practice, so he will give lectures once. Most of the time he is not in the Taoist temple. The disciples are almost all free-range, relying on themselves.

He has been able to give Zhang Yu's guidance in the past few days, which has already exceeded Zhang Yu's care for his disciples.

Especially Zhang Yu's teaching skills are focused on key points and are particularly practical.

Zhang Yu nodded in satisfaction and left the yard.

Here, there are some disciples under Zhang Yumen. He called and summoned the disciples to get up, leaving Lu Zu Pavilion and returning to Zhendong District.