"I don't know, I just saw the divine thoughts left by him."

Zhang Xuansheng was not sure whether what he saw at that time was Yuanshi Taoist himself, and these were not important now.

Since the Shiren said that Taoist Yuanshi had received favors from his father and he had received a lot of care from the other party along the way, there was no need to worry too much about the other party's identity and intentions.

"He is not like a person who escaped at the last minute. He has made other arrangements. You don't need to consider these things now. Practice well. When you transcend, the day you will be the time for us to counterattack."

The Shiren no longer discussed the topic of Yuanshi Taoist. In His opinion, Yuanshi Taoist was not helpful to the situation. Only when Zhang Xuansheng controls his luck as soon as possible will the situation change.

"Are you already nervous now?"

Zhang Xuansheng asked, wanting to see what this senior who seemed to be stronger than Daoyi would say.

"No need to worry, I have passed the decree to the only real world, and those old guys will consider the pros and cons."

The stone man waved his hand, as if he was tired. Before Zhang Xuansheng spoke again, he said, "Go, you and your father are really the same, and you can enjoy life very much."

Zhang Xuansheng felt a little embarrassed. He did play with his family this time, and the seniors seemed to be still fighting bloody battles.

But he is now extremely thick-skinned, and he also understands that thousands of years have only been a moment in this long tug-of-war, and he doesn't need to focus on practicing. It is a good thing to be calm and stable.

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Three thousand years later, Zhang Xuansheng returned to the Shenfeng Sect again. Now that his children and disciples have broken through to the Immortal Emperor, he has also forgotten all his worries.

Although Senior Sister Ye’s custody system is very ingenious, she has accumulated enough attribute points and successfully broke through under Zhang Xuansheng’s care. For a moment, the power of the Divine Seal Sect reached its peak.

The Six Immortal Emperors of a sect were sitting upright in the East, and the powerful Divine Dynasty was breathless. Moreover, they heard that Zhang Xuansheng's other two wives were practicing another great way, and their strength was no longer enough.

Fortunately, the Shenfeng Sect has always been away from the world, otherwise many forces would be unable to sleep or eat.

Zhang Xuansheng said goodbye to his family and friends one by one, and then got into seclusion and sat cross-legged on the ground.

The Tianyan hexagram manifests, from the external fortune to the internal fortune, from the infinite transformation to the infinite, entering a certain line.

At the same time, where the Creation God Realm is located, there is a strange force entangled in cause and effect, scattering to unknown places.

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Zhang Xuansheng is a Taoist priest from Qingyun Temple and the master of Qingyun Temple.

Well, he is the only one in Qingyun Temple.

He was taken in by his master when he was a teenager, but within a few months, his master passed away due to illness. Before his death, he repeatedly told him not to let Qingyunguan break the inheritance, for fear that Zhang Xuansheng would go to the flower world at the foot of the mountain if he took the finances.

Zhang Xuansheng didn't have much impression of his master, nor did he have a deep relationship, but he still understood the kindness. Although he also thought it was boring to stay in the mountain, he did not sell Qingyunguan's finances to break out.

But... if he doesn't think of a solution, he will be unable to afford to eat.

Qingyun Temple is a small blatant view, and it once had its heyday, with as many as two people in the temple!

It is conceivable that there is no incense in this kind of place, and no one comes to visit. If Zhang Xuansheng had not burned fire and cooked and smoked every day, others would have thought it was a hollow temple.

In the past, when the master was there, he would use some unskilled medical skills to see the villagers at the foot of the mountain to see the disease and collect some rice and grain to live. When he arrived at Zhang Xuansheng, he would not know anything.

At this time, he was reading a book of Taoism. It wasn’t that he was diligent and studious, but he was really in such a mountain valley and there was no one else. If you didn’t find something to do, you would go crazy.

It's strange that this sutra is clearly in ancient Chinese, so he has been taught by his master for several months and cannot even recognize the words. However, when he read the Taoist sutra, he can inexplicably understand the true meaning. Even if he doesn't recognize most of the certain characters, he can understand them.

It's so strange.

"Ba"

After watching for a while, he saw that the sun was about to set and the light was not good, Zhang Xuansheng threw the Taoist scriptures onto the small stone platform beside him.

He got up and returned to the Taoist temple, came to the tablet worship office, pulled a cushion and knelt down.

"Master, it's not that my disciples are unfilial, but I really can't live this life. I don't have the artistic ability of you, and there is no incense money in the temple. If I don't go down the mountain to explore, I'm afraid I'll starve to death."

The Taoist temple was quiet, of course no one would respond to him. If there were indeed any, Zhang Xuansheng would be so scared that he would jump up.

"I see that there is a saying in ancient books that is very good. People-oriented. The inheritance of our Qingyun Temple is not this broken. Oh no, this Taoist temple with a long history lies in our Taoist inheritance. Right, as the last generation of disciples, if I starve to death, then the inheritance will be truly cut off."

After saying that, he looked up at the tablet, slapped his head and remembered it. He opened the drawer and flipped through it. Finally, he found a few incense sticks that were quite complete. They said they were complete, but they still broke slightly, causing the length of the three incense sticks to grow in a step-by-step shape.

Holding it in his hand, Zhang Xuansheng nodded with satisfaction and muttered: "This is a good omen, which means we want to advance step by step!"

He lit the incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and bowed to the master's tablet.

"Well, if you don't say anything, I'll agree. You are in the Spirit of Heaven, please bless me after you go down the mountain..."

Zhang Xuansheng paused, and he suddenly realized that he had not thought about what to do after going down the mountain.

He held the handle with one hand and fell into deep thought. What would I do?

Before going up the mountain, he was a first-class begging player, but now that he has left the local forces and has mostly stopped taking the local tyrants in other places. He was taught by his master to read and write, but he was only half a secret. It is probably not easy to do when helping people copy books and write letters.

Go to the dock to work as an unloading worker?

Zhang Xuansheng pulled off his sleeves. He had been malnourished for a long time and didn't look too thick. It would be better to let him do this kind of physical work.

Go to a restaurant to find a job? Be a waiter?

It doesn't seem to work either. I heard that the restaurants in the city are now in high demands. The waiters have all learned from elementary schools, but the "intellectuals" are all very polite.

Brush the plate and bowl?

Zhang Xuansheng now has few bowls left for dinner, and they are all broken when he washes... He feels that his hands seem a little stupid.

What should I do? Could it be that I will starve to death after going down the mountain?

Zhang Xuansheng was walking in the house and suddenly passed by the place where he was washing. Well, no one came anyway. He made the dining table and washing rack look like the hall, which was spacious.

He saw his face in the bronze mirror that may be the most valuable in Taoist temple. Well, a handsome and handsome man with a very elegant temperament, that is, he would dirty his face when begging, otherwise he would have been caught.
Chapter completed!