First Class Taoist Gate

　　 Zhang Bairen barely recognized the big characters written by Ma Youcai, and patted Ma Youcai on the shoulder. It was really difficult for this boss.

　　 "Mr., do you think I'm okay?" Ma Youcai's face was full of expectation.

　　 "Medium!" Zhang Bairen said in a weird voice: "I'll go back first. You will practice calligraphy on the mountain, and you will do a spot check another day."

　　 Shepherd sheep is bitterly cold, but I don’t know how many soldiers are rushing to do it. Although starving here, it’s better than losing your life on the front lines.

　　 Seeing Zhang Bairen's return, Zhang's mother felt cold and warm again.

　　 Kanai

　　 Among the mountains, a vast palace is hidden in this deep mountain and old forest, hidden under the old green pine trees.

　　 Watching the pouring rain in the air, a man wearing a Taoist robe stood in front of the main hall, looking at the dark clouds, his brows furrowed.

　　 "Brother, it's only March, and the rain is pouring like this, which is obviously abnormal. Look at the demon in the clouds, is it because the dragon is making trouble? Why didn't the heavens take action?" Another Taoist came over.

"Heaven? It's just a bunch of idiots. The guys with the corpse position and vegetarian food will not care about the sufferings of the world. What they want is faith." The Taoist touched the floating dust in his hand: "Call Baiyun to dispel the heavy rain, otherwise it will be disaster! Baiyun Guan just took the opportunity to make a name for himself, and asked Baiyun to go down the mountain to trace the source of the abnormality."

　　 "Yes" the other person responded, and walked out of the compound along the corridor.

　　 "How to do? How to do in rain?"

A white-faced Taoist priest in his thirties looked at the middle-aged man in front of him for a moment: "Uncle Master, don't you want to play me, if it's normal weather, it's okay. Now this weather is clearly someone fighting. If such a powerful person fights against me, if I get involved, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out."

　　 "And today is not a good day, the rain is pouring, and Keyi can hardly get rid of it" Bai Yun frowned.

"You are the next generation head teacher of my Baiyunguan. This is the task entrusted to you by the head teacher, and it is also a test. I wait for the monks to do things and fight with others. We can't always choose a good day and auspicious day. If one day the enemy kills the door, you What should I do? Should I still choose a good day and auspicious day?" The man looked at Bai Yun: "Now Da Sui has been in chaos. You must show the strength that can protect everyone before they can be recognized by everyone."

　　 "I..." Bai Yun was dumbfounded, and the uncle said: "Why Keyi, but I know that you are quite capable of praying for wind and rain, even the dragons have to respect your edict, how about you show your hand?"

　　 "I" Bai Yun shut his mouth instantly, turned his head to look at the dark clouds in the sky, lightning and thunder, and frowned: "That disciple barely tried it."

After speaking, Bai Yun hurriedly went to the room and set up an offering table, his face solemnly lit the candle, and then burned the incense, slapped his foot on the bucket, and with a big stroke, the red cinnabar was soaked with yellow paper in an instant, but he saw the authentic text. Circulation, pen stroke dragon and snake: Pure Dragon King, Earth Dragon King, Dharma Sea Dragon King, Miao Luo Dragon King, Xiuji Dragon King, Loved Dragon King, Sea Dragon King, Lie Li Dragon King, Jing Eye Dragon King, Master Dragon King, Cala Sound Dragon King, Golden Dragon King, Jinming Dragon King, Black Dragon King, Heavy Rain Dragon King, Heavenly Master Dragon King, Thunder Dragon King, Jiujiang Dragon King, Water Emperor Dragon King, Winged Dragon King, Sashan Dragon King, Dafan Dragon King, Willing to Accept Dragon King, Iro Dragon King, Raining Dragon King, Ganges Dragon King , The magic dragon king.......

　　 After finishing writing, the fighting stopped, Bai Yun was already sweating on his face: "Also ask Uncle Master to build a dojo for me, I will do this to order the Dharma Realm."

　　While talking, Bai Yun folded the yellow paper, carefully stacked it in accordance with a certain mysterious rhythm, and then blessed his own secret.

　　 "There are ready-made dojos," Shi Shu said with a smile.

　　 Bai Yun smiled bitterly, looking at the clouds and rain in the sky: "Come on! Stop! Stop! Uncle Master, this is a test called me real kung fu."

While talking, Bai Yun put away the yellow paper that he painted before, then opened the oil paper umbrella and walked out of the main hall, and went to the side hall to arrange the incense candle tribute, wrapped it into a package, and stepped on the rain, but saw that the rain on the ground turned into a lotus. , Dripping water does not stain.

The head teacher of "Good Jun’s cultivation base" didn’t know when he came to the outside of the hall, stood with the uncle, watched Baiyun walk into the altar, set up sacrifices in the rain, inserted incense candles, and watched the pouring rain. I touched the yellow paper in my arms and placed it gently on the altar. The rain fell on the yellow paper, but it was not soaked. No matter how the wind roared, the yellow paper did not move like a mountain.

　　 This is the law, this is the power of the law world.

In fact, the most difficult step is to light the fire. For a person who has achieved great cultivation, he has the real fire of the three flavors, which can manifest the outside world. Naturally, there is no need to light incense candles, and that level of realm does not even need to open the dojo, as long as the foot is stepped. Oral chanting can communicate with the Dharma world.

"Sanwei real fire, I barely practiced it a little bit" Baiyun touched his finger, and instantly fell on the candle, only to see a faint flame rising in the rain, white mist in the sky, and rain within a hundred meters of surrounding area. It evaporates instantly and turns into mist.

　　 "It's finished!" The head teacher turned around and left: "The lower realm Baiyun Guan Shifang jungle is Baiyun."

　　 You don’t need to look at the result to know what’s going on.

　　 I saw Baiyun's face pale, he quickly picked up the yellow paper, stepped on his foot, lit the yellow paper, and dissipated in the smoke.

　　 "噗"

　　 Bai Yun sat down on the ground, and the bystander Master Uncle hurriedly helped him up in the heavy rain. At this time, the real fire of the shamisen was extinguished.

　　 "After a quarter of an hour, the heavy rain will stop and the smoke will disappear." Bai Yun wiped his face: "Don't ask me to know who is causing me such a big trouble, or I have to be endless with it."

　　 "Congratulations, you will be the next generation master of the Shifang Jungle of Baiyunguan in the future" Shishu smiled.

　　 Bai Yun was unhappy when he heard the words: "Uncle Master, you should know that I am obsessed with cultivating, and I am not concerned about power matters. Don't embarrass me."

"You are the person with the highest Taoism among the younger generation of disciples. In the future, you will be the first person in the Baiyun View. You must be knowledgeable in everything. You must not fail the good intentions of the head teacher. Yang Shen is not sitting dead. "You can understand it." Uncle Master turned and left: "The master teacher said, I want you to go down the mountain to investigate the cause of this incident, you choose a day to go down the mountain."

　　 "What a bastard! Which **** caused such a big mess and didn't close the stall" Bai Yun cursed, and turned away.

　　 "The smoke disappeared, I thought it would be a month and a half." Zhang Bairen was taken aback as the smoke disappeared in the distance.

　　 "No matter so much, let's go home first." Zhang Bairen rushed home briskly. He could feel that his sword intent was almost over. UU reading www.uukanshu.com should be able to initially gather his own sword fetus.

　　 Even though it was only a prototype of a sword fetus, Zhang Bairen had seen the dawn of hope.

　　 "You can be regarded as coming back." Looking at Zhang Bairen, Zhang's mother breathed a sigh of relief. The mother and son were dependent on each other and had never been separated for such a long time.

　　 "Mother, didn't I say that, the child went to the military camp, what is there to worry about" Zhang Bairen said.

　　 "I'm going to cook for you. I must have treated it harshly during this period of time. My mother noticed that you have lost weight." Mother Zhang rubbed Zhang Bairen's head.

　　 Zhang Bairen put her package aside. Zhang's mother seemed to have never looked at Zhang Bairen's package. This made Zhang Bairen feel relieved.

　　 "It just so happens that the child is hungry" Zhang Bairen said with a smile.

　　 Looking at Mother Zhang’s busy figure, Zhang Bairen sighed softly: "Da Sui! The troubled times, I don’t know what happened to Empress Xiao."

Zhang Bairen closed his eyes and sat there to meditate: "I have to condense the sword fetus as soon as possible, so that I can truly cultivate my magical powers. In the future, I don’t have to be so rigid when I confront others. There is a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Guan. When I go like this, it's almost impossible to fold it."

　　 Zhang Bairen felt that he would never go to the Central Plains if he didn't condense into his own sword embryo. Think about the sonic boom in Yuwen City. At that time, Yuwen City didn't use a long knife. If this guy used a long knife, he would definitely die.

　　 "Family!" Zhang Bairen chewed on the eyes of these two words: "Whatever your family, the world's traffic is not developed, if you mess with me, I will slaughter you all to see how you do it with me."

　　 The gate valve can control this world, it must be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are countless masters, and there is absolutely no simple one.

　　 "Central Plains" Zhang Bairen sighed softly.

　　 "Come and eat" Mother Zhang interrupted Zhang Bairen's reverie.