Chinese students at Hogwarts

When the ten slightly illusory talismans were floating quietly in the air.

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted to them. The ten talismans seemed like a black hole or a huge torch.

It turns out that this can still be the case?

There was surprise and shock on their faces, a sense of surprise and trembling at seeing another road.

It turns out that the talisman can still be used like this!

A small discussion brewed in the crowd, and in an instant it turned into a spreading storm.

Countless streams of light rose from the crowd and flew to various parts of Longhu Mountain.

Those disciples who were still struggling were also looking at the talismans floating back and forth in the air.

There was actually a strong sense of loss that was at a loss.

They couldn't explain what it felt like, so they finally sighed and dispersed the golden light on their bodies.

If your Taoist heart is damaged, try again next time.

But some people are unwilling to admit defeat, but instead cheer up and continue writing.

The choices vary from person to person.

Only Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu, who had already met once, were not so surprised.

They looked worriedly at the shaky child, and finally couldn't hold it any longer, and the couple's bodies flashed away.

He had already passed through the crowd and arrived at the moment when Zhang Xiao fell.

Li Qingshu supported Zhang Xiao and felt the child's breath. Only after she was exhausted and passed out, did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhang Chengdao stood beside his wife and children, looking at the Heavenly Master intently with complicated eyes.

Is this why you sent us to the West?

The Heavenly Master seemed to understand Zhang Chengdao's eyes, and nodded gently, and an extremely subtle voice floated to Zhang Chengdao's ears.

"This is a good thing. There is no need to worry. Xiaoxiao is your son and my grandson."

"Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

"The little Celestial Master who had returned from studying abroad in the West, took a small stick and pointed and stroked it during the exam.

guess what? "

"What's wrong?"

"My dear, the void becomes a talisman! Ten of them at a time! That speed is much faster than what I can draw.

I just don’t know how effective it will be, if it’s not weakened too much.”

"Hiss! Void becomes a talisman? Why haven't I heard of this kind of technique?"

On Longhu Mountain, everyone was talking about the shocking scene during the exam.

For those who are obsessed with Fu Dao, what Zhang Xiao has done is like opening a new door.

No matter how it is done, as long as someone does it, it proves that this path exists after all.

The Way of Talisman welcomes epic enhancements!

Even the title has changed, from the boy of the Shaotian Master family to the Little Heavenly Master.

At this moment, Master Zhang Xiaotian was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, comfortably closing his eyes, enjoying the tranquility of the summer afternoon.

Although it is midsummer, Longhu Mountain is cool and pleasant, although you can still feel the slightest bit of heat.

Hey, this is life

Zhang Xiao turned over and exposed the other half of his body, enjoying the gentle breeze. It had been two days since the exam ended.

Anyway, I couldn't escape the blackness of my eyes. When I slowly opened them, it was already a day later.

In the Hall of Thought, another book that was slightly illusory before has become much more solid, far opposite the magic book "No Curse".

It's more like a yin-yang fish.

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips, feeling that it was not cool enough. The cattail leaf fan on the side flew over unsteadily and fanned gently.

I sighed in my heart, so this person still has to push himself, otherwise he really doesn't know how much potential he can have.

Well, it seems that I still have potential and I have to continue to explore it.

Li Qingshu was lying in another rocking chair, holding a tea cup in her bare hands and an ancient book, reading carefully.

"Madam -" Zhang Chengdao's voice came before anyone arrived, and then his figure appeared in the small courtyard.

First he picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a drink, then sat down and said:

"The Celestial Master has come up with the result of the discussion."

Zhang Xiao got up from the bed with a start, and Li Qingshu also put down what she was holding.

Previously, Zhang Xiao shockingly formed ten talismans at once. This was a scene that had never appeared in the Longhu Mountain Ceremony Examination.

It also caused widespread discussion.

So much so that everyone had to discuss how to calculate Zhang Xiao's situation.

In fact, whether it passes or not, everyone has a consensus that it must have passed. The point is, such groundbreaking things should be credited.

Gong can determine the grade of the conferment.

The urn on Longhu Mountain is slightly different from that on Lower Longhu Mountain.

For example, according to the rules, what Zhang Xiao should be taught at this time is "Tai Shang San Wu Du Gong Sutra Lu", referred to as "Du Gong Lu", which is a top grade.

In addition to this, there will also be a level of Immortal Official and a Dharma Altar.

All in all, just like in the secular world, first join the organization, decide which unit, and then arrange the work.

But the difference here is that there are not so many complicated things here.

For example, those who are taught Du Gong for the first time in Xia Longhu Mountain should be familiar with "Tai Shang Xuan Men Morning and Evening Altar Exercises Sutra", "Tai Shang Xuan Ling Bei Diu, Destiny and Prolong Life", "Tai Shang Three Yuan, Blessings, Forgiveness, Relief of Misfortunes, Elimination of Disasters and Prolonging Life" The Life-Saving Sutra, the fourth grade sutra.

And often read and recite the five classics "Daode", "Nanhua", "Wenshi", "Yinfu" and "Huangting".

and a host of other details.

Moreover, the changes of the times have also caused great changes in the conferral of rituals in Xialonghu Mountain. For example, in the beginning, conferrals were conferred according to the "Three Cave Cultivation Rituals".

Later, it was reorganized and revised and became "The Jade Grid of the Temple of Heaven". Fundamentally, everything in the world is changing and nothing remains unchanged.

This is the most fundamental reason for the difference between the upper and lower Longhu Mountains.

It is true that there is [Heavenly Court] on Mount Longhu.

[Heavenly Court] has taken care of many functions and restrictions, so it is relatively easy to go to Longhu Mountain.

Under the gaze of mother and son, Zhang Chengdao smiled slightly:

"Promoted to the first rank. Coupled with your achievements in killing the snake demon in the west, it should be the seventh rank."

Killing a basilisk at Hogwarts counts as merit?

Zhang Xiao didn't know much about these things, but Li Qingshu laughed and nodded slightly:

"It's good. The seventh grade at least has enough power to protect itself in the land of China."

Self-protection? Seventh grade?

Zhang Xiao asked curiously: "Dad, is there anything to say?"

"Grade is quite important." Li Qingshu pointed to the sky with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, our Taoist sect is unrivaled in China, and a large part of the reason is [Heavenly Court].

After being promoted to the altar, in addition to yourself, you can also mobilize the power of [Heavenly Court] of the corresponding level. "

Zhang Xiao clicked his tongue and mobilized the power of [Heavenly Court]!

Although it was in China, it was terrifying enough. Those towering figures and powerful oppressive force from before are still fresh in my memory.

"Mom and Dad, I don't think I've ever seen you get up?"

The couple laughed together:

"It's useless in the West, and it's useless in the East. There are very few things in China that can make your parents famous. Most of them are honest and will never cause trouble."

Zhang Xiao thought about it and realized that, as a Shaotian master, there was no doubt about Zhang Chengdao's strength. Although his mother had not directly taken action, it seemed that he was not much weaker.

The family chatted and laughed for a while. Zhang Chengdao looked at the time and had a sudden idea.

"Since we have nothing to do, why don't we go find the tiger and play in the back mountain?"

Go to the back mountain? Want to fight with a big black bear?

Li Qingshu immediately put down the book in his hand: "Let's go!"

Zhang Xiao rode on his father's favorite neck when he was a child, feeling the strong wind whistling in his ears.

I always feel that the tiger looks happier than his parents.

He lay down and buried his entire upper body in the tiger's silky soft fur.

Tiger's body paused, and his movements suddenly became much softer.

so comfortable!

Two semicircular and slightly pointed ears were right in front of his eyes, like cats, shaking from time to time.

I wonder if the tiger can have airplane ears.

"Hey, Xiaoxiao, let me tell you a little secret. The tiger is most afraid of people scratching its ears, but if it is scratched well, it will feel very comfortable."

Zhang Chengdao leaned forward slightly, sighing and recalling:

"At that time, the tiger was not happy for me to ride it. In the end, it was only after I scratched my ears that the tiger was willing to take me.

Your mother is even better, she will brush the tiger's fur. "

Li Qingshu sighed, a little embarrassed, and said quietly: "Actually, at first, I thought it was a tiger demon, and I used water to attack it."

The laughter of father and son suddenly appeared in the strong wind, but the one belonging to Zhang Chengdao soon turned into a plea for mercy.

"Don't pinch, don't pinch. Oops, why are you using the Golden Light Spell and the flower finger?"

The tiger was extremely fast, and within a moment, he led the three of them to the back mountain. It was obvious that the tiger was extremely familiar with the back mountain, and he ran straight towards a bamboo forest.

The green bamboo is like jasper, and the ground is covered with thick fallen leaves. It is like a carpet when you step on it, soft and comfortable.

A family of three jumped off the tiger's back.

Zhang Chengdao made a 'hush' gesture, and the tiger's ears immediately twitched twice, as if he recalled something.

He actually slowly lay down, lowered his ears, found a depression, and peeked out his eyes furtively.

Beside it lay neatly the Shaotianshi family.

A few dozen meters away, I saw a big black bear lying on a flat stone slab, like a human being, with its legs crossed.

The huge bear paws were trembling, looking extremely comfortable.

I don’t know how long the stone slab had been lying there, but it was so shiny that it was almost turned into jade after being rubbed by the big black bear.

Perhaps the wind was in the wrong direction, and the big black bear suddenly got up and looked this way in confusion.

Then he stood up, roared all day long, and slapped his chest with his thick palms.

"Roar--!"

This big black bear has long been a demon, and now it actually exudes a wild aura while waving its palms and roaring.

The surrounding bamboo forest immediately swayed and made a rustling sound.

The fallen leaves are flying, with a strange beauty.

The end is unparalleled in momentum.

Zhang Chengdao didn't hide anything, he jumped out with his wife and waved enthusiastically at it, it was like meeting an old friend again:

"Dahei! Dahei"

The big black bear was about to roar, but suddenly froze, and twitched its wet nose suspiciously.

The little eyes suddenly opened wide.

The next second, the originally majestic roar immediately turned into a scream of terror.

The big black bear got down on all fours, yelled "Ao Ao", and ran away quickly. As he ran, he turned back to see if Zhang Chengdao had caught up with him.

"Ouch"

The big black bear gradually moved away, leaving only a silhouette of his back hurriedly away.

Zhang Chengdao raised his hands and the smile froze on his face.

The tiger jumped out, shook the fallen leaves on his body, and the 'king' on his forehead wrinkled.

He opened his mouth wide and took two breaths, looking like he was smiling.

Zhang Chengdao scratched his head and smiled awkwardly:

"Really, didn't I just grab the honey it hid before going down the mountain, and I actually remembered it until now."

Li Qingshu's expression was very subtle: "Yes, but Dahei is not very willing, so you give it a good beating."

The tiger walked to the huge bluestone slab, lay down on his own, and rested his head on his overlapping paws.

The couple looked at each other, as if they were reminded of how the tiger behaved like this when he was tired of playing in his childhood.

Find a place to lie down.

Zhang Xiao suddenly felt that he seemed a bit redundant and said simply:

"I'm walking around."

This is Longhu Mountain, so there is no need to worry about safety and convenience. Zhang Chengdao simply waved his hand.

As a 'light bulb', Zhang Xiao ran away with great self-awareness. This bamboo forest occupies a huge area.

The long and slender bamboo leaves look as if they have been washed by water, green and green, with the occasional breeze blowing by.

The unique "whistle" sound of the bamboo forest is like the sound of a whimpering flute. If a scholar and elegant guest sees it, he will be ecstatic.

Zhang Xiao walked for a while and then heard the sound of gurgling water not far away, which was clear and sweet.

He couldn't help but curiously followed the sound of water and looked for it.

But I saw a small stone pool in the distance. The water in this pool was extremely transparent and clear, and it looked like there was no water at all under the sunlight.

There are also some small fish in the pool, as if swimming in the air, with nothing to rely on.

Zhang Xiao sat on the edge of the pool and looked at the small pool in surprise.

What came to mind was Liu Zongyuan's "Little Rock Pond":

The water is so clear and clear that there are hundreds of fish in the pool, all of them seem to be swimming in the sky and have nothing to rely on. The sunlight is clear and the shadows are spread on the rocks.

However, it doesn't move, and it disappears far away. It seems to be enjoying itself with tourists.

He sat quietly by the pool and stared at the clear water.

His eyes seemed to span thousands of years, witnessing the melancholy and profound scenery together with Liu Zongyuan.

By the time Zhang Xiao came to his senses, he had been sitting by the stone pool for a long time.

Seeing that the sun was beginning to set gradually in the west, Zhang Xiao hurriedly got up and walked back.

But when we were almost to the starting point, we quietly slowed down.

On the bluestone board, the tiger was lying on his side. Zhang Chengdao and Li Qingshu were resting on the tiger's belly, with faint smiles and tranquility on their faces.

The two of them slept very soundly.

Presumably dreams are also sweet.

Early the next morning, Dongfang had just dug out some fish belly white, and Zhang Chengdao's voice rang in his ears:

"Xiaoxiao, are you awake?"

Zhang Xiao lifted the quilt and walked straight towards the door. When he reached the door, he had already put on his clothes, shoes and socks.

In the small courtyard, Zhang Chengdao was standing by the stone table with his hands behind his back, his face was silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

That's not quite right. When they came back last night, my father and mother were still smiling, recalling the "passionate years" again.

It's only been one night, why does dad look sad again?

"Dad, what's going on?" Zhang Xiao rolled up his sleeves, skillfully fetched a basin of water and began to wash up.

It's not that you can't use magic. In fact, magic cleaning may be cleaner than manual cleaning.

But that feeling of getting better in an instant makes my soul feel unwashed.

In addition, my parents also suggested that I should be more hands-on in daily life and use less magic.

Zhang Xiaobian still followed his previous living habits.

"There are only two days until the enthronement. You have been studying in England, but you have forgotten something.

Worshiping the sages - Every Taoist boy who has started the Taoist tradition needs to pay homage to the sages. Today, I have to teach you this lesson before the ceremony. "

Zhang Xiao paused for a moment, then sped up.

The two of them set off directly without breakfast.

The mountain road was a bit slippery in the early morning, and the thin mist soaked the uppers of the cloth shoes.

There are even small drops of water on the hair. From a distance, it looks like two white-haired men, one tall and one short, walking.

Zhang Xiao was a little curious. There was a silent sadness wrapped around his father's body, and he even felt a little heavy and depressed.

I have never seen anything like this before. Why should I be sad when worshiping the sages?

The place they were going to was quite far away, and they were headed towards another mountain peak, but even so, Dad didn't even have any intention of using magic or magic weapons.

Just walking in silence.

When they finally reached another mountain peak, the sun was already rising high.

This is a lonely building standing on a mountain peak.

There is a rather broad square in front of the building.

The ground is paved with flat blue bricks.

Zhang Xiao looked at the center of the square in shock, where there was an unnamed tomb.

In front of the huge wordless monument, there are all kinds of broken weapons scattered here and there.

The long sword stood crookedly on the blue bricks. The broken blade and the broken gap seemed to be telling something silently.

Just looking at all this, the sadness that didn't know where it came from surrounded him.

"Dad, this is..."

"Seventeen thousand and twenty-four steps. This is the total number of steps from the foot of the mountain to here."

Zhang Chengdao said without starting or ending, but did not answer the child's question.

He just waved and motioned for Zhang Xiao to follow.

The father and son stood in front of the huge unknown tomb for a while, and continued walking towards the ancient palace.

But there were a few people standing at the door. A small Taoist boy followed the master and looked curiously at the statues kneeling at the door of the hall.

This figure exudes a metallic luster, and its face is lifelike, just like a living creature.

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after just one glance, with deep disgust in his heart.

"Dad, why do you want a statue of Fuso priest kneeling here? It seems to be made of very strong material."

"Master, why do you want a person kneeling here? Who is he? The clothes he wears are very strange."

The little Taoist boy, about eight or nine years old, was looking up at the statue curiously and asked the same question as Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Chengdao and the Taoist also said the same thing:

"We'll find out later."

It seemed that the temple could not be entered at the same time. The Taoist led the Taoist boy and stepped in. The father and son stood quietly at the door and waited.

About half an hour passed.

The door of the palace was suddenly pushed open, and the little Taoist boy's eyes were red, his eyes were about to burst, and there seemed to be tears.

With a faint golden light on his body, he shouted in a childish voice:

"Beast! Take your life!"

A flying kick hit the figure in the crotch.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhang Xiao always felt that a trace of pain flashed across the face of this figure.

But one thing is certain.

Why is this figure made of metal?

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ps: Let’s do this for today. I have a great feeling that the following content will be blocked. I will write it down as soon as possible when I go to the company tomorrow, and find an editor immediately after reviewing it.

Another problem is that the teaching system of Taoism is relatively complicated and huge, and my knowledge is shallow. If I write according to Taoism, I will easily make a joke.

And just writing the settings would probably take tens of thousands of words, so after much thought, the best way is to simplify the reconstruction, please forgive me (limit it to 200 words, and there is no charge for PS content, so don’t worry)

Below is the paintball chapter