Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 534: Maoshan School
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Zhang Yong had previously imagined that one day he would become a master of Taoism, fly to the sky and escape, and be omnipotent.
After experiencing the shock of a flight this night, I was completely determined to develop Maoshan Taoism.
The vindictive shield opened by Locke shielded the strong hurricane and atmospheric pressure from high in the sky.
The shoulders were lifted by Locke, and Zhang Tong looked around. They were all great rivers and mountains of the motherland.
Because it was night, I didn't see many special beautiful scenery, but this has satisfied Zhang Tong.
Especially when passing by some large cities, the colorful night scenes in the city brighten Zhang Tong's eyes.
More than ten years of pure-hearted and low-spirited monastic career, Zhang has not had the opportunity to get in touch with the bustling nightlife of big cities in the new era.
Not only Zhang Tong was surprised, but even Locke, a knight who had experienced three planes and walked countless places, was also amazed.
Although this world does not have much application in elemental energy, they have developed another kind of energy-electric energy.
Locke can naturally see what kind of energy is consumed by the colorful neon lights in the city below.
All the way, under the direction of Zhang Tong, Locke flew straight to Maoshan in Jiangsu Province.
Every time Zhang Tong goes back and forth to Maoshan, it takes a week to go back and forth by plane and car. In Locke's place, it only took three hours.
It's eleven o'clock in the night. At this time, the Dagengtang in Maoshan hadn't struck the last bell.
The hard-working brothers and sisters should still gather in the training hall to practice Taoism.
Maoshan is not big, it is a medium-sized mountain with an area of only more than 40 square kilometers.
Flying all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, Locke was disappointed. I don't know if it was because of the night, or because Maoshan was not crowded in the first place, and there were only a handful of human beings encountered along the way.
Go to the martial arts training ground halfway up the mountain. There are always fifty or sixty people meditating on the playground. Some of them are similar in strength to Zhang Tong, but some do not even have a sense of aura. They are ordinary people with stronger personality.
Only a grey-robed old way made Locke pay attention, and the true energy in that person's dantian became a little hot. In their words, it was a monk on the second level of Qi training.
"That's my Sixth Master Uncle." Zhang Yong was controlled by Locke and said reluctantly.
The two are now hiding in the clouds, hidden by the dark night, not to mention the second level of Qi training, even the twelfth level of Dzogchen monks, they may not be able to find Locke, the first-level knight.
On the second level of Qi training, matching the entry-level attendant at the knight stage, this old man just made Locke pay more attention to it.
Flying to the top of the mountain again, this time a large area of large buildings and pavilions appeared. Most of these pavilions were old and an unusually strong historical atmosphere came.
There are many buildings, but few people. I glanced around, and there were only a dozen ordinary Taoist priests in Taoist uniforms.
"Why are there such people?" Locke asked strangely.
Zhang Yan's face was a little embarrassed, and he was asked again by Locke before he said, "Most people, this point should be off work."
"Get off work?" Locke looked at Zhang Tong.
This 30-year-old man was stunned by the predecessor of Locke who could not lift his head. He organized a language and said, "Although we have the second uncle in Maoshan to help with the government, we rely solely on the second uncle. No one can feed the hundreds of people in Maoshan."
"These palaces and pavilions are all left from the previous dynasty. They are now taken care of by my three uncles. They are used as tourist attractions for tourists who come to visit." Zhang Tong explained, "The tickets and incense money are paid annually. It accounts for a large part of our Maoshan funding. If we don’t do this, many of our brothers and sisters don’t have the resources for cultivation."
"The third uncle went to Nanjing City to apply for material cultural heritage funds. It failed. Otherwise, our life in Maoshan would be a little better. However, the second uncle said that he is already operating this matter. There will be a special injection of funds from the government." Zhang Tong said frankly.
This is also considered a secret inside Maoshan. He also knew so much thanks to a master who was a great elder.
Locke nodded. He indeed felt a third-level Taoist priest in the dilapidated side hall somewhere below, mostly the third master uncle Zhang Yong said.
Flying over the pavilion of this building, near the top of the mountain, Locke finally saw the true face of Maoshan's main altar.
The Taoist temple here is cleaner and brighter than those halfway up the mountain, and there are bright yellow street lights around the main altar, which is full of modern atmosphere.
There is not much popularity here, and Locke surveyed roughly and felt that there were about fifty people.
Of these fifty-odd people, fewer than ten have truly entered the Qi Refining Period, and like Zhang Tong, who have stayed in the Qi Sen Period, there are about 20 or 30, and there are more than 20 ordinary people left. , Is a handyman recruited by the Maoshan faction.
"Aren't your Maoshan faction the largest faction in China? There are not many people." Locke exclaimed, who has a general understanding of Maoshan's situation.
Zhang Yong said, "More than a hundred people are already a big sect. There are only a few well-known sects left. There are only 21 people in the Tianshan Sect. There are a little more in the Dragon Tiger Gate, and there are no more than 50 people. The Emei Sect is even more. Needless to say, it was supported by more than 30 women."
At present, the Taoist forces in China, in general, can be said to be the Maoshan faction dominates, and the remaining three Taoists are slightly better.
But don't laugh at anyone. In the end of the law, science and technology are supreme. If you can maintain the orthodoxy, it is really a high incense.
Do you want to expand the school, recruit disciples, and gain the faith of the people?
Ask the government first. The gun in the mansion’s hand could not agree.
Hundreds of years ago, the Dao Sect was still able to stir the wind and rain in the Central Plains by relying on a little bit of Taoism. Many rulers in the past dynasties were faithful believers of the Dao Sect.
But in these two hundred years, let's save the time.
No matter how strong Taoism is, can you beat an airplane tank?
The bureau is irritated, and a missile is thrown at you. Everyone has to see the grandpa.
And Mao Shanneng is still able to mix in all the sects, thanks to Zhang Tong and their previous generation of uncles, the second uncle is a talent, knows current affairs, knows to hold thighs.
One-handed acupuncture and moxibustion treatment combined with Zhen Qi, the curative effect is superb. I don't know how many intractable diseases of the top-level group of people in China have been saved. At least before the group of old men who have been blessed by Maoshan enter the soil, the Maoshan school can safely guarantee the integrity .
Don't be afraid of being miserable, just afraid of being worse than others.
The examples of Tianshan School, Longhumen, and Emei Sect are all live there. You must know that hundreds of years ago, every ten years, the four main sects took turns to sit in the village. Became the hereditary replacement of Maoshan School.
This Taoist door didn't have many surprises for himself. Locke was not interested in further wasting time and flew directly to the Patriarch Hall of the Maoshan School General Altar, where there was a Taoist priest in his opinion.
Zhang Zheng was temporarily suppressed by him, unable to move.
In the Hall of the Patriarch, a Taoist with gray beard, wearing a scarf on his head, holding floating dust, sits on a futon and meditates.
The Taoist has a ruddy complexion, gray hair, spotlessly clean, and he is not angry and prestigious when he meditates, so he is a master of Taoism.
Qi training in the sixth stage of Qi training, matching the knight level is just a middle-level attendant.
This person can cultivate to this level, Locke has to admire his high talent, at least let Locke practice on this plane, he is at most Zhang Tong's level.
The veteran age Locke feels that he is 80 years old and upward, but because of the practice of Qigong cultivation, he looks like an old man in his 60s.
Locke walked into the main hall, the precise control of the first-class knight, and the unique elegance and agility of the wind system, did not make a sound.
The old Dao is still cultivating there, and he has not noticed that there is already a stranger less than six meters away from him.
Walking to a position five meters away from the old way, Locke stopped. He had a hunch, and if he took a step forward, the old way might have to spot him.
It seems that this technique is not useless, Locke thought.
Also, Zhang Tong, who was crushed by Locke and couldn't bomb, couldn't believe it. He knew the strength of his master best. He didn't expect that in front of this foundation-building senior, he couldn't even find it.
"Well? You're back, you're back." Old Dao suddenly opened his mouth.
He didn't find Locke, but at such a close distance, Zhang Tong had already found part of his breath leaked.
"Yes, I haven't seen it in half a year. Your Maoshan Scriptures have improved so much. Even me, a master, almost didn't notice you come in. Let's talk about it. How do you feel about breaking through to the first level of Qi training?" Old Dao closed his eyes and continued.
No one answered him.
Old Dao frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and saw in front of him, besides the boy he was familiar with, there was a young man with gray hair with a sly smile.
Locke, who suddenly appeared in front of him, didn't make the old Dao panic on the surface. Only the old man knew what was going on in his heart.
"Dare to ask your name, why do you want to catch my boy." The old man said with a dull expression. He could see that his boy was controlled by this young man.
Locke didn't talk nonsense with the old man, he directly stretched out his hand, and the surging anger in his palm spewed out, directly turned into the palm of vindictiveness, and squeezed the old way.
This time the old way is really shocked.
His face was flushed red, he was running infuriating, and he wanted to break away from Locke's vindictive palm control, but the blue veins on his forehead were squeezed out, but they still didn't break open.
The veteran true energy reserves are not as strong as Locke, and he has only struggled for a minute or two without stubborn resistance.
This made Locke, who wanted to try the old-fashioned beauty, shook his head.
Pushing his palms on the head of the old road, he is ready to read the memory directly.
"No! Please let my master go!" Zhang Tong hurriedly regained his ability to speak.
Mental power invaded this veteran brain. What surprised Locke was that Locke's consciousness was squeezed out after a strong resistance.
"Divine Mind?" Locke questioned.
He can feel that he can use the powerful mental power of the first-level creatures to forcefully break through the spirit of the old way, but this is not worth the loss. For that little knowledge in the brain of the old way, it is not worthy of Locke to spend so much mental power.
Looking at the old man with an ugly face after being struck by mental power, Locke is sure that he can get anything he wants from his mouth.