Zhang Deming smiled faintly and said, "What if I could get you into the conversation quickly, and there would be no limit on the format of the speech?"

Nangong Cheng paused, then shook his head and said, "Speaking is useless. Words and writing are in harmony with the Tao. What you want is to limit the rules, but you can use the Tao to open up all the ways, that is, the power of words that express the Dharma.

What Hongmeng is now just because of the temporary trend, it is so popular, and its real foundation is not much effect.

Although it is not formatted, its effect is not as effective as any introductory technique of rumors, lies, and law.

It is so widely recognized that it is just that in today's world, with some possible things at work."

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "Well, I know these."

Nangong Cheng paused slightly and stared at Zhang Deming again, but the grayness in his eyes gradually showed a lot of glimmer.

After a long time, he said, "You are the Master's guest, right?"

Zhang Deming nodded and said, "So didn't throw me to the pond just now?"

Nangong Cheng continued: "What promise did Master give you? Let you come?"

Zhang Deming was slightly stunned, then he reacted and said, "Do you think I'm giving you a hope and let you bury your head and search for it?"

Zhang Deming looked at Nangong Cheng's expression and shook his head and said, "What do I want to say no?"

Nangong Cheng looked at Zhang Deming seriously, and Zhang Deming looked at him without hesitation. The ash in the other party's eyes quickly dissipated, and a hint of heat appeared in his eyes.

That expression, if Zhang Deming hadn't known that the other party had experienced torture yesterday, he would have thought that the other party had suddenly burst out with gay feelings.

After a long time, he said, "Fellow Taoist, what are the conditions for you to do like this? You might as well propose it. As long as the method of fellow Taoist is feasible, I can re-arrange my path, and what I can do will never be delayed at all."

Any path in Hongmeng is based on magic and starts the path of practice with the core of runes.

But I don’t know when there were some special paths, and some monks developed some special paths, or magic.

For example, in addition to condensing the core of the rune, calligraphy practices that do not arithmetic, and use the energy in the heart to gather the courage and concentrate the heart of the text.

To put it simply, it is to put a directional amplification device on the core of the rune, and once calligraphy and magic are written, it will be increased by it.

After such a path was developed, it gradually became more and more special and powerful. To understand it bluntly, it can be considered a hidden profession that is different from the public.

However, while gaining benefits, there are also many limitations. Just like this book, once the courage to write a book is broken, the rune core will be seriously affected. It will be difficult to be promoted in this life.

Moreover, it is difficult to be an ordinary monk and have almost no hope.

Not only calligraphy practice, but all unique paths have such restrictions. Perhaps they are limited by privileges while having privileges!

Zhang Deming shook his head again and said, "I'm not really because I have something to ask for. You may not believe it when I say it. I also hate that witch."

Nangong Cheng paused slightly when he heard this, looked at Zhang Deming, his eyes wandering, and he glanced up and down at Zhang Deming.

Zhang Deming's face turned dark and said, "What are you thinking? I'm not as stupid as you. A dignified monk named Liangyi was trapped by a female cultivator in Tai Chi, and was still tossed like this."

Nangong Cheng said, "If it weren't for this academy, we would have let go of our guard and were colleagues, how could this be the case?"

Zhang Deming said: "No matter how much you say, it's still because of being stupid."

Nangong Cheng didn't argue anymore, it was meaningless.

Seeing this, Zhang Deming continued, "I had two extremely short social interactions with the witch, and I also had some interactions with the person behind him. Therefore, it seems to be a good choice to be able to make things difficult for the other party."

Nangong Cheng heard this and said, "If this is the case, Qinglian can promise that if the road of Tao is expected, he will fight for it for the rest of his life."

Zhang Deming smiled, and with a turn of his hand, three transparent glass beads appeared in the palm of his palm. The center of the glass beads was sinking.

Nangong Cheng looked at the glass bead and said, "The first-level spiritual cultivation bead that enters the Tao? What is this technique?"

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "Speaking Spiritual Art."

Nangong Cheng looked puzzled and said, "Yan Ling? As a cultivator of calligraphy, I am not very proficient in dialogue, but I am quite familiar with this Yan Ling language. Why have I never heard of this Yan Ling language?"

Zhang Deming said: "This is my family secret technique, and it is normal for you to understand it. This technique is similar, and there is no format restriction when getting started.

But there is no weakness of his technique. If you use this technique and use three format basic techniques, the effect can be equal or even slightly stronger.

My elders once said that this technique is the most suitable foundation-building technique for storytellers, but unfortunately no one in my family has gone this way."

Zhang Deming said that, paused and said, "But before I gave you this thing, I have some requests."

After listening to Zhang Deming's explanation, Nangong Cheng's eyes became much hotter to the three glass balls and said, "As long as it does not violate morality or the principles of my actions, Qinglian can agree."

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated. First of all, you need to agree to me. Without my consent, you can't use any form to spread this technique."

Nangong Cheng nodded and said, "Of course, this is, after all, it is a secret technique passed down by your family with fellow Taoists."

Zhang Deming continued: "Second, I will recommend you to join a force, well, it is similar to a gathering of peers, plus platform exchanges. If you can pass the review, I need you to be among them and stand on my side."

When Nangong Cheng heard this, he had no words.

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "Don't worry, the power is similar to an alliance, and you will not be required to judge academy or something."

"Don't join force?" Nangong Cheng asked worriedly.

Zhang Deming glanced at Nangong Cheng and said, "I'll just get a vaccination. It's not certain whether you can get it or not.

You know, even if it is my home, it is very difficult to get in.

I'm just talking to you like this, because of your excellent talent, so I'll try it out with a lucky attitude.

Although you are very talented, where I said, it is really not enough to force you to join that level.

If you can't review it, you will have no chance even if you cry and shout."

When Nangong Cheng heard this, he knew about the nature. After hesitating for a long time, he looked at the beads in Zhang Deming's hand and said, "Okay, I promise you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Deming smiled and threw the beads in his hand directly.

Nangong Cheng hurriedly raised his hand, and when his spiritual power surged, he carefully caught him, and then said, "Are you not afraid that I will regret it after getting the things?"

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "I believe in your character and my things are not so greedy. Master, your master, knows this better than you."

"If fellow Taoist trusts me so much, Qinglian will never let him down." Nangong Cheng said with a serious expression.

Zhang Deming smiled, not caring much, and even was too lazy to care about the authenticity of his attitude.

Joke, as long as you have the idea of ​​this spiritual cultivation bead, you will definitely not be able to escape.

But if your wool is not strong, it is really up to be determined whether I want you or not. This is not a scam. Now he has already opened up the situation.

People are no longer in a hurry, but they have to take out the cards of secret forces little by little!

"Then I wish fellow Taoist Qinglian in advance that you have succeeded in your transformation." Zhang Deming stood up and said to Nangong Cheng.

Nangong Cheng looked at the spirit-eating bead in his hand and said, "Then I will use the auspicious words of fellow Taoists."

Zhang Deming nodded, turned around and stepped out of the pavilion, stepped on the lake water, and walked outside with his hands on his back.

After taking a few steps, Zhang Deming paused slightly and said, "I have a word, I'll give it to fellow Taoists."

Nan Engineering said: "Fellow Daoist please do it."

"I have been fortunate to read a few ancient documents, and I read a sentence: I love the lotus that comes out of the mud without being stained, and washes in the clear water without being charming. In this kind of artistic conception, I am quite intimate with fellow Taoists in the present state. Therefore, I gave it to fellow Taoists."

After saying that, Zhang Deming stepped on the lake and slowly left.

Nangong Cheng behind him was stunned, and he had no reaction for a while, as if he had become a sculpture again.

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After Zhang Deming left the small pond, Gu Donglin and others were waiting outside. When they saw Zhang Deming, they asked urgently: "How?"

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "The effect should be pretty good."

Gu Donglin was happy when he heard this and said, "Really!"

After saying that, he wanted to go to the pond.

Zhang Deming reached out to stop him and said, "Give him some time. After he comes out of seclusion, there may be surprises."

Gu Donglin paused slightly and said, "That's right."

Then he looked at Zhang Deming and said, "If Qinglian can really come out, little brother, if you have any problems in the future, just come to the academy to find Gu."

Zhang Deming smiled, not much of it seriously, and replied: "Well, I've recorded it."

Zhang Deming paused and continued: "It's been a while since I came out. Now that everything has been done, I won't continue to disturb you."

Gu Donglin said: "How many days won't you stay?"

Zhang Deming smiled and said, "Japan should have left yesterday. Because some things have been delayed until now, it is time to go back."

"Okay, then little brother, come to our Huayue City in the future. If you have any questions, come to the academy to find me." Gu Donglin said.

Zhang Deming nodded and said goodbye to the old monk Fu. After a few bows, the light wings appeared on Zhang Deming's back, and the spiritual wind surging under his feet, flying towards the Tianling Gate.

Gu Donglin looked at Zhang Deming's figure, and he didn't say until he disappeared for a long time: "Old monk, what are the results found?"

Fuyuan shook his head and said, "Yesterday I sent a message to Senior Brother Fude from the Precepts Hall and asked him to help me check it carefully.

There was not much gain. Tianling Sect was still the direct access to Bailing Blessing Land, and belonged to the direct line of Yuling Holy Land. We don’t know much about Leiyin Temple in Lingshan.

However, one thing is certain, that is, the senior who appeared yesterday is definitely not any of the four-symbol seniors on the Tianling Scene.

As for whether it is the hidden old monster behind Tianling Sect, I don’t know much.

After all, it’s a big visit, so it’s worth a bit of background.
To be continued...