80s Taoism

Zhang Jiaohua is not interested in the so-called seminar at all here, but is extremely interested in the workshops formed by the monks themselves. These shabby monks still have some good things in their hands.

From the collected exercises secrets, Zhang Jiaohua also discovered that she was different from other monks. Being able to visualize a monastic figure is of great contingency. The Nei Jing map is not a secret thing, otherwise, Zhang's bidding would not be possible. Originally Zhang Jiahua thought that other monks could visualize the same cultivating diagram as his own, but later realized that his cultivating diagram was different from other people's internal classics diagrams. Zhang Jiaohua himself didn't understand why he could visualize different Taoist pictures.

"Sect Master, should we also take this opportunity to recruit some people among these casual cultivators?" Wei Chenguang had a different idea from Zhang Jiaohua.

Zhang Jiaohua shook his head: "This is one of the three holy sites of the Kunlun School. Let's search for some of these declining schools on their site. They may not appreciate it and will not care, but if we recruit a lot of manpower and expand Forces, will they remain indifferent?"

Zhang Biaohua knew that his monastic figure must be hidden from view.

Wei Chenguang is naturally not stupid, and he also thought that the resources Zhang Jiaohua used are very eye-catching. Now that the Meishan School is in the capital, it may not attract the attention of the three holy places, but if the Meishan School is here, it will gather a lot of these. The broken sect forces will surely arouse the attention of the three holy places. At that time, it will be difficult to say whether Zhang Biaohua's resources can be kept. Thirty-six winters and seventy-two blessed places, but now only the three holy places have the same scenery, Wei Chenguang vaguely knows what happened in it.

In fact, Wei Chenguang had long heard that the reason why the three holy places could not fall down until now was mainly because the three holy places used some method to swallow the spiritual veins of the heaven and the earth. This allowed the spiritual veins of the three holy places to be maintained.

Thinking of this, Wei Chenguang couldn't help but sweat on his forehead: "It's his subordinates who are reckless."

"Although you can't recruit a lot, but if you encounter something worth making, you can make friends first. Maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future?" Zhang Jiaohua said.

Wei Chenguang nodded, this is indeed a good way. Since it is not convenient to recruit talents now, you can establish contact with these people, and you can recruit these people at any time when you need it.

"Symposium, aren't you going to participate?" Wei Chenguang asked.

Zhang Jiahua scratched his head: "I had known that I had come all the way and just listened to a few lectures, so I wouldn't come. Fortunately, the market here is pretty good. I bought a lot of good things."

Zhang Jiaohua took part in the seminar with longing for the first day. Who knows that the seminar is just the Kunlun school randomly sending a few monks in the early stage of refining Qi to teach the so-called experience. The name of the first lecture is: How to dredge the meridians and improve the practice. The efficiency of gasification. Originally, this topic was fairly high-level. Who knew the content turned out to be how the guy in the early stage of practicing Qi Huajing boasted how talented he was at the beginning, and broke through the threshold of refined Qi at a low and low age. This seems to be of no use to Zhang Bidders, because at the beginning Zhang Bidders had reached the stage of refining and refining Qi without knowing what was going on, and now he is about to break through another level again. The age is much lower than that of the lecturer.

Later, Zhang Jiaohua didn’t bother to go, because the latter was not about alchemy, or about refining. Although these people talked about it, none of them seemed to be above the level of the descendants of the Meishan School of Traditional Chinese Medicine Wangzong and Refining Tools. , Zhang Biaohua feels that he can spend more time shopping in the market.

Liang Dengheng, Di Muguo, and Zhao Kaiyuan, the heads of these three holy places, no matter which one, did not have the patience to conduct so-called exchanges with these declining sects. They held this exchange meeting, it seemed that it was just a gesture.

As a result, the Kunlun monasticism seminar was successfully held and closed again. Zhang Jiaohua left Kunlun in a daze.

As soon as he returned to school, before Wei Yunlong had time to find Zhang Biaohua, Xu Xiaoting ran over to Xingshi to ask the guilt.

Xu Xiaoting did not sit down in the seat next to Zhang Jiaohua this time, and stood there directly, with a look of anger: "Zhang Jiaohua, are you too complacent?"

Xu Xiaoting's anger is the anger of hating iron but not steel.

"No, no. I just went out when something happened, and I asked Teacher Wei for leave, and Teacher Wei agreed. Moreover, as soon as I came back, I was going to make up for the missed courses. Take a look at Tian's notes." Zhang Jiaohua said solemnly.

"Then I'll bring it to you later." Xu Xiaoting's tone suddenly became gentle, and her voice was a bit sweet.

"Humph!"

Zheng Wendong let out a sharp cold snort. His voice is weird, very high-pitched. Looking back at Zhang Jiaohua, his face was pale, but his eyeballs seemed a little strange. His black pupils seemed to be enlarged, almost occupying the entire eye socket.

Zhang Jiaohua took a look and was shocked. What the **** is this?

Zheng Wendong looked up at Zhang Jiaohua, with a smile on his face. This smile is too scary.

At this moment ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zhang Jiaohua was patted heavily on the shoulder, which really scared Zhang Jiaohua. Looking back, it was Xu Chuan'an.

"Zhang Jiahua, you can come to school. Teacher Shen has been looking for you for a few days. Now Zheng Wendong has returned to the basketball team, and you are not the core player. In the last game, if Zheng Wendong hadn't played, we could be in the fourth high school. Lost to the attached middle school. Don’t you know that Zheng Wendong’s current skills are amazing, and he regained the score on his own. If you two are on the court at the same time, you will definitely be invincible." Xu Chuan’an didn’t see Zheng Wendong being praised by him. My face is black. It didn't matter if Zhang called the flower, he was still smiling.

"I have something to go these days. I may not be able to go to the competition in the future. You turn around and tell Teacher Shen." Zhang Jiaohua really didn't want to participate in such a competition. He is a monk to play with ordinary people, which is really bullying. Zhang Jiaohua suddenly thought of the dumb. I don't know how the dumb's skills are now. There is also Yuan Bao. If you insist on practicing Singing Kungfu, you should have a very solid Meishan Kungfu. If the basketball skills are improved a little bit, among the peers, it can be considered very powerful.

"That's not okay. After Teacher Shen asks you to come back, you must go find him. But I brought the words to him. If you don't go, Teacher Shen will definitely come and catch you personally." Xu Chuan'an is really worried that Zhang won't be a flower. past.