Chapter 841

When he is busy with farming, Lu Zhengkang also thinks, when can he get a Taoist name. It's supposed to be at the Xianyuan meeting. Xuanyouzi's Taoist name is his own, and taoranzi's Taoist name is her father's. Lu Zhengkang thought that if he really wanted to have a Taoist name, he would not be used to it. Maybe after going out for a long time, the monks in the world would give him a nickname.

People in Kunlun palace rarely go out to hang around, and there are few people with nicknames. Master Bo is called the sword immortal of Yunhe river. Naturally, he is very powerful. There may be none of the Yuanshen friars in the world who can compare with master Bo.

Lu Zhengkang really wants to be a teacher. His Qiqing jianjue is also a rare masterpiece of Sword Fairy in the world. However, he is not in a hurry for a long time.

On October 15, Lu Zhengkang still worked with the Taoist Xuying in the field, and he became more and more familiar with the Taoist. I just don't know who the founder is. Familiar like a shadow of yourself.

Farming is not a day or two. Before the fairy meeting, Lu Zheng Kang had to soak in the fields every day, sniffing all kinds of odors, digging up a lot of living, dead plants, insects, worms, and sometimes digging a bubble of milk with a hoe.

It's wonderful to deal with Lingtu. Lu Zhengkang has a strong sense of the existence of the earth. Sometimes he can't tell whether he is farming or not. If forces are mutual, then inspiration can be mutual.

Lu Zhengkang is immersed in the projection of Taoist, but his mind flies far away. He is thinking about some metaphysics, the origin of the world, the essence of consciousness and material. These are the things that Taoist people have to pursue all their lives. They are very boring and boring. If the cultivation of Taoism is not to pursue the ultimate of Taoism, it should be to pursue power. However, monks without Taoism often stop at a certain level.

In fact, Lu Zhengkang is in such a state. Although he has become an outlaw demon and his strength is comparable to that of a real immortal in the world, his progress is very slow when he practices his self transforming magic power, because he has not mastered the operation mode of the six samsara in this world, which is the manifestation of the lack of Daoism.

With the power of mastery, the strong can always live a natural and unrestrained life. Many people regard practice as a business, and when they come back from their studies, they can make profits for themselves or realize their ambitions and ideals. There are few people like this in Kunlun palace. People here are basically devoted to Tao, which can be regarded as a good academic atmosphere for seeking truth.

Lu Zhengkang asked xuanyouzi, here on average once a few days. The elder martial brother said that if you have any problems in practice, just ask the martial uncles. Sometimes they will lead the disciples to the Taoist hall on the first floor of the big library to explain. Sometimes it is possible to talk while walking or even farming.

So Lu Zhengkang found master Bo, who was beating wheat at that time. "Master Bo, I've been possessed by ghosts these days."

Master Bo was very surprised, "can there be ghosts in my Kunlun palace?"

"Maybe it's the Taoist rhyme left by the founder."

"Oh, that's quite normal. When I was practicing Taoism, my grandmaster was still weaving at the end of the bed in the middle of the night."

“…… Is it so horrible? " Lu Zhengkang said with a smile, "what, what reward will the grandmaster give us?"

Master Bo nodded, "if you have a good understanding, you will certainly be able to understand the Dharma from Daoyun. My Qiqing sword formula is originally a remnant of the seven kill magic Palace's seven kill sword formula. With the help of my grandmaster, I made it a little better."

Lu Zhengkang said, "what is the skill practiced by the master?"

"It's my secret biography of Kunlun, yuanshitianzhang. You can build your foundation as soon as possible. If you want to learn something at that time, you can come to find your martial uncles."

These Lu Zhengkang confirmed one thing: being entangled by the false shadow of their ancestors is a traditional project of the Kunlun palace. Whether we can benefit from it depends on our ability.

I don't know if it's some kind of retribution. Since Lu Zhengkang went to ask the eldest martial uncle, the grandmaster's shadow has not only followed him when he was farming, but also when he was walking, sitting and lying, when he went to the second floor of the big library to read his notes, and when he went to xuanyouzi's house to eat.

When I go to bed at night, I open my eyes in the middle of the night.

Lu Zhengkang almost didn't kick the quilt away.

Just now, he was still in charge of business in chitianfu. On the second floor of the Great Library of Kunlun palace, there are records of the six paths of samsara traveled by the ancestors. He plans to use these contents to try to build the six paths of samsara belonging to chitianfu under the sea of blood. Only when he entered the country, he transferred his consciousness back and planned to sleep well.

This time he was completely awake.

The virtual shadow of the grandmaster seems to smile at him and pass the peanuts to him. Lu Zhengkang wants to take the peanuts, but naturally he can't get anything. The virtual Daoyun peanuts may be delicious, but Lu Zhengkang can't eat them anyway. If he has a chance, he also wants to give the younger generations of the Kunlun palace a chance to pass the peanuts.

In fact, Lu Zhengkang is not very clear about how these Taoist rhymes are formed. The main reason is that he has a kind of self-knowledge. He didn't ask his martial uncles to find out. He was scared tonight and began to wonder. He thinks that this kind of school welfare needs to be passed on all the time and kept to scare No, it's good to motivate the younger generation.It's a full moon tonight. There are one or two full moons in every month. It's not unusual. The weather is fine tonight. It's sunny with many stars and the moon is round. You can see the bright light from all over the Kunlun Mountains at dengxiantai, just like there is a city on the back of the mountain.

This visual sense makes Lu Zhengkang laugh.

With a smile, Lu Zhengkang can see the world around him glowing, which is a kind of blue fluorescence. The half moon of Osmanthus in the sky also turns green, with crystal texture.

Dengxiantai is empty. In the blue moonlight, Xu Ying, a Grandmaster, comes out of the house slowly, wearing strange clothes and greeting each other.

Behind Lu Zhengkang came a Grandmaster who had been pestering him for the past two days.

"Little disciple, it's very good." He patted Lu Zhengkang on the shoulder, silent, and scared him.

"The grandmaster is in the first place, and the disciple Lu Zhengkang is polite."

"Don't be afraid. I'm not here to arrest you. Besides, I've been flying to the fairyland for a long time. If I want to catch you, I'll take you to the fairyland. "

Lu Zhengkang said happily, "well, let's start now?"

"Skinny boy!" The grandmaster shook his head and laughed, "come on, let's go to the library and have a look."

"Did grandmaster have a library at that time?"

"Yes, my younger martial brother and I built it ourselves."

Lu Zhengkang immediately knew that this was the twelfth generation leader.

"Did the grandmaster want to give some benefits to his disciples?"

"Good? That's OK. I don't think you've built a foundation yet. I'll take you to be reborn! "

It was in the middle of the night, when xuanyouzi heard something, he went out and saw Lu Zhengkang at the door, sleepwalking with his eyes closed, slowly heading for the big library.