Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 278 First Smell of Dragon Qi! (seeking subscription)

  Zhang Jing nodded, "Okay, I understand."

   So it seems. Monk Wangyou was indeed just a matchmaker, and he was the one to make the specific decisions.

   However, this is the best.

   "Don't look at my face, just open your mouth," Monk Wangyou said softly, taking a sip of wine into his mouth.

   Zhang Jing smiled knowingly, which is even better.

  The night was cool, and Zhang Jing had been drinking with Monk Wangyou.

  In the end, there was no more wine, and the two began to discuss Taoism again.

  However, to Zhang Jing's surprise, most of what Monk Wangyou seems to expound is not Buddhist principles, which seems more extreme.

  However, even so, it still helped Zhang Jing a lot.

   Once on the way out from the southwest, Monk Wangyou told Zhang Jing many things.

   But at that time, Zhang Jing hadn't broken through to the innate realm, so he couldn't understand it deeply.

   Now listening to it again, Zhang Jing has a different feeling.

  Similarly, Zhang Jing also helped Monk Wangyou a lot.

   After all, it is a memory of a lifetime, practice is not good, but talk is still possible.

  There are so many wise sayings in the previous life, just a few words are enough to make Monk Wangyou think for a while.

  For example, there is no bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust.

   Just these few words made Monk Wangyou ponder for a long time, and he said that Zhang Jing had a relationship with Buddha.

   Regarding this, Zhang Jing just wants to say that he also understands a few famous sayings of Taoism and Confucianism.

  The sun in the sky is slightly exposed, with a glimmer of light,

  Early morning is already a bit cool for ordinary people, but for two martial arts masters, it is nothing.

  "Benefactor Zhang, see you again by fate," Monk Wangyou stood up and clasped his hands towards Zhang Jing.

   "Yes," Zhang Jing cupped his hands.

  He had a hunch that they would meet again in a short time.

  Monk Wangyou nodded, without too much politeness, directly transported the real yuan, and Yukong left.

   Based on the friendship between them, it is true that there is no need for too much politeness.

  Zhang Jing kept watching the figure of Monk Wangyou leave, and then returned to Shangjing by turning his body.

   Now the sky is completely bright, so Zhang Jing did not go home,

   Instead, he came to the Imperial City Si Yamen.

  For a martial arts master like him, not to mention staying up all night, even doing high-intensity exercises for three days and three nights is not a big problem.

   After all, what he is most proud of is durability!

  For several days in a row, Zhang Jing didn't wait for the person Monk Wangyou said to come to see him.

   Regarding this, Zhang Jing was not in a hurry.

   It is still the same as usual, going back and forth between Huangcheng Secretary and Zhangfu at two points and one line.

  In the past few days, Jiang Xin broke through the middle stage of the second-rate realm, and the rest of the people Zhang Jing brought back from the southwest also broke through the realm.

   Now the lowest under his hands is the third-rate realm.

  However, Zhang Jing has nothing to be happy about.

  After all, the martial guards in the upper capital are at least third-rate in strength.

  Compared to this, it has just reached the passing line.

  At night, Zhang Jing finished his practice and was going back to his room to rest.

   "Squeak."

  Pushing the door of the room open, Zhang Jing suddenly became alert.

  Slowly close the door again.

   "Monk Wangyou," a voice came from the room.

  Zhang Jing squinted his eyes, and thought to himself: "It seems that the person that Monk Wangyou said is coming."

  When the door was pushed open just now, Zhang Jing felt something was wrong, so she thought about closing the door.

   "Huh."

  Candles were lit in the room.

   Zhang Jing pushed the door open again, and what Zhang Jing saw was a Taoist.

  The Taoist was dressed in a simple Taoist robe, with a bun on his head.

  There is a little gray beard on his face, and his face is very square.

   One can vaguely see his handsome face when he was young.

   "Your Excellency?" Zhang Jing arched his hands and asked.

   "The poor have no life," the Taoist swung his whisk and made a bow to Zhang Jing.

   Zhang Jing's eyes narrowed, he must have heard the name before.

  The sixteenth place on the list, Taoist without life!

   It was rumored that he was a casual cultivator who lived in no fixed place, but he was friends with Monk Wangyou.

   "I have met the Taoist priest," Zhang Jing nodded, and then came to sit in front of him.

   "I don't know what the boss wants to help you with?" Zhang Jing asked straightforwardly.

   Taoist Wusheng pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "Poverty Taoist wants some dragon spirit of Eastern Qi."

   "What is Dragon Qi?" Zhang Jing frowned slightly.

  This is the first time he heard this name, could it be that he has read so many classics, or is he ignorant?

   Still, the classics he read were not high enough.

   "It's the energy of the dragon's veins in the Eastern Qi Kingdom. Impoverished Taoists have some uses, so I want to ask Mr. Zhang to help me," Taoist Wusheng said softly.

   "What is it for?" Zhang Jing asked with narrowed eyes.

   Taoist Wusheng exhaled slightly, and said slowly:

   "The end of poverty is approaching, so I want to use the dragon energy to break through the golden elixir."

   "Dragon Qi can break through the golden core?" Zhang Jing was a little unconvinced. If Dragon Qi could help people break through the realm, then Zhen Wusi would not only have four commanders.

  I am afraid that the masters in the world will not care about the title of eagle dog in the imperial court, and they will all join the imperial court to seek dragon spirit.

   "Others can't, but I can," Taoist Wusheng seemed confident in his eyes.

   "How to get Dragon Qi?"

"According to Pingdao's estimation, after March, it will be the day when the emperor of Dongqi worships the ancestors. At that time, you only need to put this thing in the ancestral temple of Dongqi for half an hour," Wusheng Taoist took out a gray Put the beads in front of Zhang Jing.

   Zhang Jing squinted her eyes, thinking about whether she should accept this matter.

   If this is caught, Zhang Jing will surely die.

   "This matter is too dangerous, the Taoist priest should find another way,"

   After thinking for a while, Zhang Jing finally rejected Taoist Wusheng.

   There is no point in throwing your life into it because of so little cultivation resources.

   "I know Master Zhang's concerns. The Dongqi ancestor worship ceremony is held every ten years, and it has only been three years since the last one. As for this year's ancestor worship ceremony, it is just a formality."

"There won't be any danger. Moreover, Pindao heard that Mr. Zhang had obtained Huang Jiugong's Dragon Subduing Palm. If he combined the dragon energy with the Dragon Subduing Palm with a secret method, the power would be greatly increased. Coincidentally, Pindao had the Dragon Subduing Palm in his hand. That secret method,"

   Taoist Wusheng looked at Zhang Jing with burning eyes.

   "Besides, when this bead absorbs the dragon energy, there is no movement at all, Master Zhang can rest assured."

  Zhang Jing's eyeballs turned slightly. According to the classics recorded in the Zhenwu Division, it is indeed as the Wusheng Taoist said, and it is held every ten years.

   Coupled with what he said about enhancing the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm, Zhang Jing was also a little moved.

   "Let's talk about the conditions," Zhang Jing whispered.

  Seeing that Zhang Jing finally agreed, a gleam of joy flashed across Taoist Wusheng's face.

   You know, his hope of breaking through the golden core is all based on this dragon energy.

  If Zhang Jing doesn't agree, then he really doesn't know what to do.

  Break in?

   That's courting death.

  As for going to find Han Qianshu in the name of Monk Wangyou, that would be courting death.

   Only Zhang Jing is suitable. Not only is he in a high position at a young age, but the position of the commander of the Imperial City Department is even more suitable to be close to the ancestral temple of the Eastern Qi Dynasty.

   "Master Zhang, even if you say, as long as the poor Taoist has it, you can agree to it all," Taoist Wusheng nodded.

   "The resources I want to practice, whether they are elixir or panacea, are fine," Zhang Jing pondered.

   Now what he lacks most is resources.

   "Twenty bottles of Qingling Pill," Taoist Wusheng stretched out **** and said slowly.

   "Fifty bottles," Zhang Jing looked directly at Taoist Wusheng.

   This Qingling Pill can be regarded as being spread in the rivers and lakes,

  The most widely used elixir for innate masters.

   Zhang Jing had heard about it a long time ago, but had never seen it.

  As for the elixir issued by Zhenwusi, it is not this one, but a better elixir.

  However, Zhang Jing did not have the conditions to obtain so many pills.

   I can only make do with this elixir.

  However, it doesn't matter. For him, any panacea will do, as long as it can improve his cultivation.

  Zhang Jing, not picky eaters.

   "Yes," Taoist Wusheng frowned slightly, and finally agreed to Zhang Jing's request.

  No way, only Zhang Jing can help him get the Dragon Qi.

   "In addition, I will not guarantee that I can help you get the Dragon Qi. If there is any emergency, I will protect myself first," Zhang Jing said in a low voice.

   Who knows what will happen in three months?

   If there is any danger, the first thing Zhang Jing has to do is to protect himself.

   "Yes," Taoist Wusheng nodded.

   This cannot be forced at all. For anyone, the first thing to do is to protect themselves.

   Furthermore, even if he refuses to agree, there is nothing he can do.

  It is impossible to force Zhang Jing to do things for him.

  After speaking, the scene seemed to fall silent.

  Now that the conditions have been negotiated, the next step is to settle the money.

   "This is ten bottles, and the remaining forty bottles will be delivered after the matter is completed," Taoist Wusheng took out ten bottles of Qingling Pill and put them on the table.

   "Okay," Zhang Jing glanced at the Qingling Pill on the table and whispered.

   In his expression, he seemed a little indifferent.

   "In that case, the poor Taoist will take his leave first," Taoist Wusheng stood up and shook his fly whisk and cupped his hands.

   "I'll send off the Taoist priest," Zhang Jing also stood up and said politely.

  In the yard, Zhang Jing stood where he was, looking at the back of Taoist Wusheng hiding in the dark night, and took a deep breath.

   After that, he returned to the room.

   Zhang Jing reached out and picked up the beads left by Taoist Wusheng and looked at them slightly.

  According to Taoist Wusheng, at that time, it only needs to put this plant in the ancestral temple for half an hour to absorb the dragon's energy.

  It is very likely that some mysterious formation is depicted in it.

  That's why there is such a miracle.

  Zhang Jing slowly put the beads on the table and closed her eyes slightly.

  Began to think about what Taoist Wusheng said today, and the ancestor worship ceremony.

  Now he just hopes that the ancestor worship ceremony will be the same as in previous years, and nothing will happen.

   It will allow him to obtain the Dragon Qi smoothly, and by the way, get the panacea promised by Taoist Wusheng.

   Then, the strength improved greatly.

  (end of this chapter)