Chinese students at Hogwarts

The tattered bun gradually disappeared from sight while spewing black smoke.

The voice that was full of relief and boldness gradually became less and less audible, and finally only the murmurs like babbles were left, carried gently by the wind.

Like a lonely whisper:

"fairy"

Zhang Xiao couldn't explain what kind of feeling it was. He only felt that he was also shocked by that complicated emotion.

A lifelong pursuit of finding your wish once is like the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, visible but unavailable.

Those who can let it go are already considered extraordinary.

"dad"

Zhang Chengdao took a breath and said with emotion:

"You want to ask what's so special about this Taoist priest?"

"Um"

"Because he is a true Taoist priest

Xiaoxiao, China is too big. Excluding those young disciples and those who have to stay behind, only 30% of the Taoist sect can go down the mountain.

Although there is suppression from [Heaven], ghosts are not the only ones that harm the world, they only account for a very small part.

Monsters, monsters, ghosts, like him."

Zhang Chengdao pointed at Zhang Guangyi, who sneered and tilted his head to one side.

"This is the devil. The cat I told you about is a demon, Leng Qianyu is a ghost, and his brother can be considered a monster."

As he spoke, Zhang Chengdao shook his head:

“But I didn’t expect that a small case would actually bring together monsters and monsters.

It's quite rare. "

Zhang Guangyi was speechless and wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to say it.

Zhang Xiao silently waited for his father's next words.

"So there are Taoist priests like Mao Xuexian, they are just mortals, relying on what they learn.

They were dealing with demons and monsters that were completely beyond their reach.

They faced death at any time, but never flinched.

They are practicing the Tao in their hearts and following the Tao.

That’s why I said at the beginning that they were true Taoist priests.

Xiaoxiao, they are different from us. Sometimes a powerful trick may require their lives to fill it.

Test out the weaknesses of the monster bit by bit.

I've even seen quite a few small sects where the entire sect was filled in just to destroy one weird thing. "

Zhang Chengdao smiled and said:

"They are respectable. Many of them don't even need to be paid. They only need to provide meals. Although they are weak in strength, the brilliance in their hearts is very dazzling."

Zhang Xiao raised his eyebrows high:

"Dad, since we have a Taoist sect, why do we need them to use their lives to fill it, and isn't there a [Heavenly Court]?"

"You kid are saying that we don't care!"

Zhang Chengdao laughed and cursed, shook his head and said:

"Just like most of the stories circulating in the world happened in turbulent times, when the world is not peaceful, people's hearts will be unstable and resentment will skyrocket.

[Heavenly Court] will be affected by this resentment and people's hearts, and it needs Taoist sects to allocate manpower to maintain it, which is already stretched thin.

That is to say, people like Mao Xuexian walk in the world and calm disasters.

It’s not uncommon for one person to leave the mountain and the other person to return.”

The atmosphere became silent for a moment, perhaps because all the ghosts around him had dissipated, and the whole town seemed to be full of life again.

The insects were singing like songs, chirping one after another in the surrounding weeds, and a whimpering howl sounded on the courtyard wall.

Zhang Xiao raised his eyes and saw a blind and lame old cat squatting on the wall, its fur bursting out, and it howled horribly at Zhang Guangyi.

Zhang Guangyi suddenly became interested again and laughed wildly:

"You beast, you were lucky enough to get away, but you still dare to snap at me?"

The old cat jumped off the fence and limped towards this side.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you didn't see the way that woman looked at her brother screaming from hunger and finally eating shit.

Oh my, that resentment, that despair, I have been dead for several days, my soul and body are separated, and I can still cry blood and tears."

Zhang Xiao has never seen an animal show such a human look.

It was a kind of hatred that was almost deep in the bones.

But the old cat just stared at him and shouted at Zhang Chengdao.

Zhang Xiao suspected that his father had learned cat language. With such a simple meow, his father actually nodded and said that the request could be fulfilled.

Two beams of light pierced the darkness, and accompanied by the sound of the car's engine, a Jeep 212 came from a distance.

Zhao Yuanxu jumped out of the car before it could stop and staggered towards this side.

God knows, I originally thought it was just a simple 'conspiracy' case.

Thinking that Master Zhang Shaotian happened to be passing by, he solved this small matter easily.

Zhao Yuanxu was still wondering. Shaotianshi's attack was not just a piece of cake for Zhang Fei to eat bean sprouts, but it was solved by three strokes, five divisions and two divisions.

No news for a long time.

When Zhang Chengdao called, Zhao Yuanxu's face turned pale!

Who knew there was Zhang Guangzheng hiding behind it.

The seventh evil killed no less than 10 people. What about the first six evils?

Major case!

Fortunately, Zhang Chengdao passed. Fortunately, it was Zhang Chengdao who went.

The perfection of the Seven Evils is just average, it depends on who said it!

Young Master Shaotian has this confidence.

But if it were an ordinary person, the Six Evils would just kill them randomly!

If one of your own subordinates goes there, I guarantee that some of them will die if they go!

"Mr. Zhang, thank you very much, I almost made him the Seven Evils!"

Zhang Guangzheng spat fiercely on the ground. Only his mouth was hard:

"I just have a bad fate. I met you in the end. Otherwise, the world is so big, where can my Seven Evils go?"

Zhang Chengdao waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Xiao Zhao, this civet cat will also follow you. Let it watch you while you are refining the soul."

Zhao Yuanxu looked at the old cat and nodded to express that he understood.

"By the way, let's treat its injuries by the way. It also contributed to this case."

Looking at the old cat in surprise, Zhao Yuanxu took the man and the cat into the car. He knew the rules of the Longhu Mountain experience, so he was not polite. He just thanked Zhang Chengdao again for his help, and then Jeep 212 left again.

"Dad, it seems that you have always been calm? I thought you would be very angry when meeting such a person."

Zhang Chengdao was silent for a while: "Actually, I am also very angry, but I have seen many more cruel and vicious things than Zhang Guangzheng.

Some people were punished, while others escaped. At least Zhang Guangzheng's fate would be miserable. The crime of spiritual practice cannot be solved once he dies. "

He stretched and changed into a relaxed tone:

"We are left alone, let's take a rest and set off!"

After saying goodbye to Wangjiang, another week passed in the blink of an eye.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, with no accidents.

The two of them walked in a straight line, not stopping when they encountered villages or cities along the way.

Whenever you encounter beautiful scenery, slow down and enjoy it.

From the capital to Longhu Mountain, the straight-line distance is more than 1,400 kilometers, spanning most of China.

Whether it is the boldness of the north or the gentleness of the south, the beauty of mountains and rivers, the unrestrainedness of rivers.

Zhang Xiao's somewhat impetuous heart seemed to be polished along the way.

The people and things on the road, the joy, anger, sorrow and joy heard.

They all seemed to make his life thicker.

In Zhang Chengdao's eyes, his son's transformation seemed to be incredibly fast. It was a feeling that his whole person seemed to be clear and transparent.

"Xiaoxiao, I always feel like you are a little worried?"

Zhang Chengdao was sitting on a big rock in the mountains, drinking mountain spring water.

Seeing Longhu Mountain getting closer and closer, Zhang Chengdao finally couldn't help but care about his son's mental state.

Since starting over from Wangjiang, Zhang Xiao has often fallen into a state of sudden enlightenment and thoughtful confusion.

Worried? It’s okay to be worried!

Ever since I learned from my father how things like weirdness came about, I started to think about a possibility.

Relate past life events.

Zhang Xiao ate the wild peach in his hand in two bites, frowned and said:

"Dad, I'm thinking, since people's thoughts and cognitions can change many things, such as treachery, then if we can reverse their cognition, can we reduce the occurrence of treachery?"

For example, supernatural horror films are not allowed.

This has always been puzzling. Anyway, there are different opinions on this, and it can even be related to the old lady who was scared to death in "Liao Zhai - Painted Skin" decades ago.

If it is to prevent feudal superstition, then there are a lot of gods and monsters in the TV series, but there is no chance of being cunning.

What's more, some people swore that it was because there were problems with the logic of the plot, such as going where they were not allowed to go and so on.

But those TV dramas in which gods who have been practicing for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years destroy the world at every turn just because they can't fall in love are even more brainless.

Do you practice co-writing just to fall in love?

But now, Zhang Xiao feels like he has found the real answer.

"Oh? Have you thought of it too?"

Zhang Chengdao raised his eyebrows and said in agreement:

"I am indeed considering that maybe there will be a complete ban on the filming of supernatural films. As long as it lasts for ten, twenty, thirty years, this idea may be reversed.

Another example is to increase efforts to combat feudal superstition and believe in science."

Good guy!

Is this really what you did? Is Daomen the culprit for the lack of horror movies in China? Ah, it seems that I am also a Taoist.

Zhang Xiao looked at his father with eyes full of resentment.

And after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become sperm, right?

"By the way, we are promoting the idea that animals cannot become sperm."

Zhang Xiao:.

Why not promote cremation by the way!

"Zombies belong to the 'weird' category, but as long as there are no corpses, they will not become monsters, and cremation must be vigorously promoted."

! ! !

Case solved! It’s all a good thing done by Daomen!

Seeing his son staring at him, Zhang Chengdao scratched his chin and asked strangely:

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiao snorted and didn't want to pay attention to this 'culprit' who caused damage to cultural diversity.

Changing the topic abruptly:

"Dad, since the Taoist sect is not a secret at the upper level, there is no special cooperation."

Wait a minute, group activities. The activities we saw along the way were in full swing, and the atmosphere was full of enthusiasm.

Could it be——

Zhang Xiao pinched the bridge of his nose and felt an inexplicable shock in his heart, as if he had seen the truth hidden under history before.

It was a paralyzing feeling that was enough to make one shiver.

Qigong fever!

Led by a certain top scientist, with everyone from top to bottom, all the people participating, and all the people enthusiastic, the trend lasted for almost more than 20 years!

If you combine this craze with what you know.

wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Everyone is like a dragon, and the whole people are sublimated!

Is this how the whole of China gathered its strength to create a qigong system?

Racial leap!

If it really succeeds, it won’t take more than ten years to destroy the United States and destroy the sun!

Failed? Or was it successful?

I guess it failed, but why did it fail?

Zhang Xiao frowned and began to think, since the group consciousness is so powerful, why did it fail?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.

Zhang Chengdao thought for a while and said slowly:

"There should be special cooperation. For example, we have also sent some disciples to cooperate with your Uncle Zhao to deal with some difficult problems.

It seems that there is another plan for ordinary people to practice.

However, I am not very optimistic about it. Although the general direction is unified, everyone has different training routines, so it is difficult to reach a consensus. "

Does everyone practice differently?

Zhang Xiao was stunned for a moment and suddenly became enlightened.

Yes, when Qigong became popular, there were countless ‘masters’, and the Qigong schools that were sought after in each place were different.

There are as many as seven or eight categories of Qigong alone!

What are quiet qigong, mind-training qigong, guidance qigong, breathing and breathing qigong?

Each type is divided into several sects, but the energy is not directed in one place.

I'm afraid after experiencing Qigong, the higher-ups also understand that this road is difficult to navigate. There are a thousand Sun Wukongs in the hearts of a thousand people, and the same image is different in everyone's heart.

What's more, something as huge and general as the cultivation system.

After Zhang Xiao figured out the reason, he put this kind of thing behind him and turned to thinking about the teaching that was just around the corner.

"Dad, what is the process of enthronement? Can you tell me about it?"

"Conferring urn?" Zhang Chengdao tightened the kettle: "Nothing special, it's just a test to see if he has the qualifications to confer urn. If he passes, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven will be held.

Go to heaven and get it done. "

test?

Almost instantly, countless scenes that he had seen in the past came to mind, and Zhang Xiao secretly clenched his fists. Has the legendary sect competition where the protagonist takes the first step finally come?

"Xiaoxiao, during the test, your father and I lasted longer than a stick of incense in both tests. You can't be weaker than me!"

Zhang Chengdao patted his son on the shoulder, mainly because he showed off his baby too hard before.

If this happens abnormally, those senior brothers and sisters don't know how to ridicule themselves.

Insist on one stick of incense?

ah? Is the sect competition gone?

Zhang Xiao weakly agreed, and then cheered up. This was the blessing he had been waiting for for a long time!

He hung the kettle on his body, tied up the armor and horse skillfully, jumped on the spot, and said energetically:

"Dad, let's go, Longhu Mountain is close before our eyes!"

Zhang Chengdao smiled cheerfully, as if he had seen himself in the past.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

At that time, I was like a knight, who could stir up the world's affairs single-handedly.

It is said that no one is young anymore, but Zhang Chengdao seemed to see himself in his son.

The people in Mo Shang are like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

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