[I just returned to the city from my hometown today. I stayed in my hometown for more than a month, but I really couldn't stay anymore. I'm a little tired today. I wrote a small chapter. I started to get on track tomorrow and tried to stick to two chapters every day. However, it is unlikely that this book will be recommended. The results are a bit amazing. I may choose to finish it at the right time.]

Zhou Baocheng also felt something was wrong recently: "Ji Dong, nothing will happen, right?"

Zhang Jidong smiled: "Don't worry, these people have other plans. They don't even look down on the business in the commercial street."

"Are they coming to the ancient tomb of Tongqianao again?" Zhou Baocheng suddenly figured it out.

Zhang Jidong nodded: "For some people, Tongqian'ao is not just an ancient tomb, but also an opportunity."

"I can't understand this." Zhou Baocheng said quickly.

"It's better not to understand." Zhang Jidong didn't continue to say that it was not a good thing for Zhou Baocheng to know too much.

Zhang Jidong lived in the bamboo house of the Tongshuling Reservoir at night, which had an atmosphere different from the old Quanshan Changle Manor. Although Changle Manor was designed very uniquely and the houses were very simple, the manor in the desert still could not hide the endless desolation.

In the bamboo house of the Chunshuling Reservoir, there are vitality everywhere, and the sky seems so familiar and friendly. Lying on the bamboo lounge chair in the yard, looking at the stars in the sky, letting the cool breeze blow, this feeling is so pleasant.

Zhang Jidong hasn't experienced this feeling for a long time, and he has a long-lost feeling. In recent years, I have met many things and many people in the capital. I feel busy. When I look back, I don't have anything worth remembering. The monks should look at the stars in a quiet and quiet way and understand the Tao between heaven and earth.

The momentary insight made Zhang Jidong's mood sublimate suddenly, and he suddenly entered that pure state, shaking, forgetting everything.

The weather energy in the Chongshuling area was invisibly pulled by Zhang Jidong. The pure spiritual energy was derived from the energy of heaven and earth and slowly gathered in the bamboo house. Because of the gathering of spiritual energy, all the creatures in the Chongshuling reservoir area were attracted.

Zhang Jidong was completely in the process of selflessness, and he had no idea about the large number of small animals gathered around him. When these small animals arrived near the bamboo house, they were as if they were going to worship, sacred and peaceful. Even the birds that were usually chirping did not make any sound.

At this time, several luxury cars stopped on the road next to the Chunshuling Reservoir, and a group of people came out of the car and walked straight towards the reservoir.

"Is it here?" The voice was very low, but there was a hint of majesty in his words. The owner of the voice was an old man in his fifties and sixties, with long hair and a Taoist hairstyle.

"Yes, it's this reservoir. If I hadn't parked here to urinate, I wouldn't have known that this was the case in this place." A man in his thirties was with him, accompanying him, not only to seek credit in front of the old man, but also to be afraid to make the old man unhappy.

This old man was the leader of the Qishan Sect. He came to Shuanghe, so he was not idle, but came for the ancient tomb. The spiritual energy was revived, and many ancient Taoist sects reopened the mountain gates. The ancient tomb of Tongqianao was in great spirit before, and it was impossible for each Taoist sect to be heard without hearing. The spiritual energy did not revive, and the Taoist sects were all dormant. It was not very important whether there was such an opportunity in Tongqianao. At that time, no one was willing to come here to take risks. The situation is different now. The spiritual energy was revived, and each Taoist sect has the possibility of revitalization. Such an opportunity is an opportunity for any Taoist sect to grow and grow.

The Qishan Sect attached great importance to the ancient tomb of Tongqianao, so Jiang Yixin took action personally to ensure that the opportunity was not taken away by other sects. It was even more coincidental that Wang Zhongchuan, an outer disciple of the Qishan Sect, accidentally urinated at the Tongshuling Reservoir when he was standing in front of the front, and found that the Tongshuling Reservoir was extremely rich in spiritual energy. The fish in the reservoir were also very spiritual. Wang Zhongchuan felt that this matter was definitely not simple, so he hurriedly reported to the master.

Jiang Yixin attached great importance to this and rushed over immediately.

Jiang Yixin is a late-stage monk. Compared with Wang Zhongchuan, who only leads qi into the Tao, he is very sensitive to spiritual energy many times. When Jiang Yixin stood by the reservoir, he sensed that the direction of the bamboo house was stronger. Just when Jiang Yixin was about to approach the bamboo house, the energy of heaven and earth suddenly fluctuated violently, and a large amount of spiritual energy gathered from the weather, rushing towards the bamboo house frantically. Jiang Yixin suddenly stopped and he was really scared. Even if he was practicing, he would not be able to cause such a large spiritual energy to cause such a large fluctuation of spiritual energy. Jiang Yixin suddenly figured out why there was such a rich spiritual energy in the Tongshuling Reservoir, not because there were spiritual veins in the Tongshuling Reservoir, but because there were monks practicing here, which led to the fluctuation of spiritual energy. The Tongshuling Reservoir was just deeply affected.

"Master, I went up and looked at the front. There were several bamboo houses, but there were no one living inside. The bamboo house was not far from the front. It was strange that I could not sense the locations of those bamboo houses at first. I walked until I almost reached the vicinity of the bamboo house, and I found that there seemed to be formations around the bamboo house. The bamboo house seemed to have lived in, but now it is empty." Wang Zhongchuan said.

Jiang Yixin shook his head: "If it is now, it is hard to say whether his life can be preserved."

"Ah?" Wang Zhongchuan was very surprised and quickly said in panic, "Master, I have really been to the bamboo house and I haven't seen anyone."

"When you went there, there might be no one, but now, the master is back. Our Qishan Sect can't afford to offend this master." Jiang Yixin turned around and left resolutely. He could make such a big noise after practicing once. When he passed by, he came uninvited. It was a taboo in the world of Taoism.

Zhang Jidong didn't know how many people he had scared away because of such a big disturbance. He was too lazy to pay attention to these things.

By the time Zhang Jidong withdrew from his cultivation, it was already dawn. One night's cultivation was even greater than Zhang Jidong's cultivation in recent years. It does not mean that Zhang Jidong has done useless work outside in recent years, and practices rely on accumulation. Zhang Jidong's sudden leap forward in his mind has a lot to do with the accumulation he has experienced outside in recent years.

When you reach Zhang Jidong's current state, you don't have to pay attention to any posture when practicing. You are also practicing while lying on a bamboo chair all night.

In the morning, the weather in the Chunshuling Reservoir was very cool, with dew on the leaves, and hazy fog rippling on the water surface of the reservoir. The scenery was really charming, like a fairyland. Zhang Jidong stood on the shore, breathing out a breath of turbid air, stretching his body slightly, and his joints all over his body moaned like musical notes.
Chapter completed!