"Hmm? The head teacher didn't come?"

The next morning, Wu Daochong took a disciple to do morning classes, but Zhang Daoqi, the head teacher who usually came to patrol, did not appear. He would come to see him normally.

Is there something wrong?

As soon as the morning class was over, Zhang Daoqi's room looked ugly. Although their brothers had had open and secret struggles when they were young, they were now unable to fight even when they were old.

Moreover, many problems will follow when people get older. In addition, Zhang Daoqi's expression was not good last night, which really made Wu Dao Chong feel uneasy.

"Senior brother, senior brother..."

Wu Dao rushed to the door of the room but no one responded, for fear that Zhang Daoqi would hurry to find a backup key in addition to the problem and open Zhang Daoqi's door.

"Palm..."

As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned. In this thin mist, Zhang Daoqi sat cross-legged, and inhaled and sucked the mist, as if an immortal who was drinking wind and drinking clouds on ancient books.

"Hmm? Junior brother, why are you... it's morning?"

Wu Dao rushed into the room and other things appeared in the mist, which made Zhang Daoqi slightly unhappy, but he was stunned when he saw the sunlight spread into the room.

I haven't slept all night? But I'm not sleepy at all.

Before Zhang Daoqi could understand what was going on, he saw Wu Dao Chong closing the door and walked over angrily.

"Okay, I'm caught this time. I knew that my master was partial to secretly give you a small meal. I said that you are so old that you are still very powerful. In addition, you are secretly cultivating immortals with your brothers on your back."

"What?"

Zhang Daoqi was completely confused. What kind of cultivation is the immortal? No one in the 21st century believes in this thing.

Should I calm down my junior first and then secretly call the mental hospital?

"I said stop. I just did evening classes yesterday. When I came to my senses, it was daytime. Do you believe me if I said that?"

Zhang Daoqi had no choice but to tell Wu Daochong what happened yesterday, but this brought Wu Daochong's eyes like a mentally retarded person.

"Do you think I am a mentally retarded? I am an elder who preaches the scriptures of Longhu Mountain. I don't know whether the "Tao Te Ching" can be practiced? I can recite this thing in a few days after I started it."

"You also said that you are the elder who preaches the scriptures. Are there any scriptures that you don't know about in the mountains and mountains of Longhu?"

That's right.

Wu Dao Chong was half-believing and half-doubted, but in the end he believed Zhang Daoqi's words and planned to try it out on the spot. Taking this opportunity, Zhang Daoqi quietly walked out of the room and took out his cell phone.

"Hey~ I'm from Longhu Mountain. Please transfer me to a psychiatric doctor? My junior brother is a little mentally... Yes, right, I'm crazy about practicing Taoism and demons. Please trouble you."

Zhang Daoqi hung up the phone and was about to return to the room to comfort Wu Dao Chong, but he saw the mist in the room, and his junior brother was in the mist and swallowing clouds and spitting mist.

This scared his phone so much that he fell to the ground.

"Hmm? Senior brother, are you sick with Alzheimer's? You can't even hold your phone."

Wu Daochong had just entered that mysterious state before he saw Zhang Daoqi staring at him in a daze, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Junior brother, you just..."

"Just now? I just practiced the "Tao Te Ching" according to my senior brother's words. I didn't expect it to be really useful. Why did we have no effect at all before?"

After receiving Wu Daochong's answer, Zhang Daoqi completely believed the other party's words. The Tao Te Ching is really mysterious.

"Senior brother, what should we do now? If we leave it alone, what should we explain if the disciples also cultivate this vision?"

Although Wu Daochong is an elder who spreads the scriptures, the matter that concerns the entire Longhu Mountain depends on the opinions of the head of Zhang Daoqi.

"Call me first, I will contact the leadership department. You can go and communicate with other Taoist departments, Wudang, Quanzhen, Qingcheng... Everyone will gather ideas."

I don’t know whether this change is good or bad. Although the two old masters feel refreshed and have endless strength, they still report it to the country for safety and will talk about it after expert research.

Of course, this right to speak cannot be completely in the hands of outsiders, which is also the reason why Zhang Daoqi asked Wu Daochong to contact various Taoist sects.

This thing appeared in the "Tao Te Ching" and thought so. If they could not even protect their right to speak and interpret, then they would not have the face to meet the ancestors of all generations after their death.

"By the way, I have one more thing to tell you before this, my senior brother."

"What's the big deal? I can go for the sake of Longhu Mountain, Mountain, Mountain, Fire and Sea."

"It's not a big deal."

Zhang Daoqi looked a little embarrassed, after all, he still felt a little more or less about treating others as mentally...

"It was just that my senior brother went out and called a mental hospital..."

"Oh, wait... Mental hospital... I'm so happy when I'm crazy."

Martial arts punched him, and Zhang Daoqi flexibly dodged and did not look like a person in his sixties or seventies at all.

...

"I'm so tired. This kind of energy cannot be supplemented at all... I hope the Taoist priests of Taoism will practice well."

Mu Qing was lying in his yard basking in the sun. Unfortunately, quantum creatures could not replenish energy through solar energy, and could only wait for the world to change a little bit.

Mu Qing made the world a cultivator not just to live or have a bad taste, but because of his own cancer, the source of all evil.

The system has said before that it is a source of information radiation. The good side will affect the real world, and the bad side will naturally have the same effect.

Sooner or later, creatures similar to the cancer cell demons in his body will appear in this world. If there is no supernatural power in this world to fight against it.

Then humans can only take the initiative of spacecraft to escape from this planet and blow up the planet before leaving, otherwise once they mutate, they may be able to sail across spaces in their bodies.

"System, how is Li Dan's progress?"

"Information is being retrieved, please check it out."

The system inputs a string of information into Mu Qing's mind, and soon he understands the general situation.

"Sure enough, the emergence of spiritual herbs not only increased the speed of practice, but also mobilized the enthusiasm for just one's own. The number of foundation-building monks gradually increased, and all the children in the tribe began to practice."

Although the progress is good, how many people can be left after the invasion of ordinary demons?

Even if those foundation-building monks build foundations, they are not as good as Li Dan in their understanding of the use of magic, and Li Dan also encountered a bottleneck...
Chapter completed!