Chapter 129: War is coming, smoke of war rises
Zhang Lingyu's defeat was unexpected.
Tian Jinzhong was puzzled: "What's wrong with Lingyu?"
The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "Who knows? Maybe he had an upset stomach from what he ate this morning."
The vast majority of viewers just felt that they had watched a wonderful game.
A small number of people find it difficult to accept the results.
Canglong was devastated: "My money! How could Lingyu Zhenren lose???"
He was not the only one who bet on Zhang Lingyu.
Those in the know in the alien circle are more inclined to believe that Zhang Lingyu will win.
But after all, only a few people go all in.
Lu Linglong was still patrolling the mountains when she received the news from the communication device. She burst into tears: "Zhang Lingyu actually lost. Hua'er, how am I going to spend this month..."
Zhi Jinhua stepped forward to comfort her: "Thanks to Zhang Chulan, I have made a lot of money and can help you."
"Ok?"
Lu Linglong asked alertly: "Why do you dare to bet on A-Lian? Do you have any inside information?"
"Bad woman!"
"You have inside information but you don't tell me!"
Zhi Jinhua's cheek was pinched, but her expression remained calm: "I was just thinking that Zhang Chulan has had such a smooth journey, so smooth that it's unbelievable. There is a force helping him, and I believe that force can help him win the finals."
Lu Linglong immediately changed her expression and acted like a spoiled brat: "Sister Huaer is the smartest and most generous, please lend me the living expenses for next month!"
Zhi Jinhua was speechless.
While they were playing around, a group of tourists passed by coming down the mountain.
Lu Linglong had sharp eyes and saw that it was her senior brother Liu Xingyang from the Quanzhen Taoist school, so she stepped forward to greet him.
She exchanged pleasantries for a moment, said goodbye to the two, and complained to Zhi Jinhua: "Don't you think that Grandpa is worrying too much?"
“Others began to come down the mountain.”
"We have been on guard for three days, but apart from arresting Hu Jie, we haven't even seen Quan Xing."
"Who knows?"
Zhi Jinhua is very open-minded: "It never hurts to be more cautious."
On Longhu Mountain.
Zhang Zhiwei stayed beside the unconscious Zhang Lingyu, as steady as a mountain.
He personally administered the medicine, controlling the dosage precisely.
Not long after.
Zhang Lingyu slowly opened his eyes, saw the white ceiling, recalled the last scene of the finals, and sighed.
Lost!
The loss was unclear.
A familiar figure flashed across his peripheral vision, and he was startled: "Master?"
Zhang Lingyu struggled to get up, kneeling on the ground and performing the disciple ceremony: "I have failed to live up to your expectations. I lost so miserably that I even lost my Qi during the fight!"
"I feel so ashamed of my master's years of cultivation and the help from my fellow disciples..."
Zhang Zhiwei hesitated for a second before finally saying, "Actually, I put some drugs in your breakfast."
"Disciple...ah?"
Zhang Lingyu was stunned, his eyes full of question marks.
Zhang Zhiwei reluctantly took out the medicine bottle: "This thing has been passed down since the Han and Tang Dynasties, commonly known as 'Jianjing Powder', also known as 'Shenxian Pills', specifically for extraordinary people, after taking it, the Qi channels will be sealed."
"I put some in your breakfast. When you use your full strength, the drug will take effect."
Zhang Lingyu suddenly realized: "So that's how it is!"
He breathed a sigh of relief and stopped blaming himself for the defeat.
Zhang Zhiwei was particularly annoyed: "What's your reaction?"
"Shouldn't I be asking painfully, 'Master, why do you treat me like this?'? How can I be so calm when I am filled with fear, anxiety and resentment?"
He said in distress, "You are indeed compatible with Yang Wu Lei, but you are too positive. Sometimes, I really hope that you practice Yin Wu Lei to help you change your temperament."
"Master, you are joking."
Zhang Lingyu was indeed puzzled: "It's just... Master wants Zhang Chulan to win, why don't you just say it directly, I will just lose to him."
"That's really unfair to you."
After Zhang Zhiwei finished his sigh, he resumed his normal demeanor and said seriously, "Since you are so obedient, I will give you an instruction."
"Tomorrow, you will face an important decision."
"I ask you to make a decision that is the opposite of your usual decision."
Zhang Lingyu nodded in agreement, but didn't understand.
Until the award ceremony the next day, Lu Jin gave the Tongtian Talisman to Zhang Chulan as agreed beforehand, but Zhang Chulan refused. The old Taoist priest suggested that the award be postponed to the second place.
He walked onto the stage in a daze, and faced with Mr. Lu's Tongtian Lu, he subconsciously refused: "I have already lost..."
The words just left his mouth.
Zhang Lingyu immediately understood his master's intention.
He hesitated for a few seconds, then took the secret book handed to him by Lu Jin with fear.
"The old Taoist priest has caused you so much trouble, right?"
Zhang Mingdao was sitting in the spectator seats, feeling quite unhappy.
He interfered in the competition through Jin Yong, but was disqualified by the old master, while the other two were able to make money without doing anything.
But it doesn't matter.
Since the old master didn’t teach him, he learned it on his own!
As soon as Zhang Lingyu gets started, marks will be left on his body, which is like putting the learning process in front of him.
but.
It seems that he is not the only one who covets the Tongtian Talisman.
In the spectator seats.
Quan Xing, who was disguised as an ordinary person, looked back and forth, his breathing a little hurried.
They received orders from Quanxing leader Gong Qing and caused a big commotion in Longhu Mountain to attract the attention of old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei and the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.
The reason for the Tongtian Talisman was not mentioned in advance.
Zhang Mingdao can understand.
Everyone in Quanxing has been searching for the secret of Zhang Huaiyi's power, that is, the origin of his Qi body. So how could they not be interested in the Tongtian Lu, which is also one of the Eight Wonders?
They are the whole nature.
A lawless and unrestrained disciple of Quan Xing.
A chaotic and unpredictable troublemaker.
However, Naduotong's stance is quite interesting.
Quan Xing used Yu Huadu's unique camouflage to sneak into Longhu Mountain, so it's normal that he couldn't be detected.
But what about the large number of all-powerful minions that appear in the original work?
Nadutong supervises the whole country, but still can’t find it?
What a joke!
The only reasonable explanation is that Nadutong chose to stay out of this battle.
Come out and clean the floor afterwards.
So……
If you stand in the shoes of someone who knows everything, how would you think about the existence of immortals?
Threat?
Or a road sign?
Zhang Mingdao thought for a moment and decided to use all his strength to expand the range of the magnetic induction to the maximum.
The loss of the Tongtian Lu is a small matter.
It would be terrible if something unexpected happened and the secret of the immortal was lost.
People's hearts are in turmoil and smoke of gunpowder is everywhere.
No one in the game noticed it.
Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao hurried to find the old Taoist priest.
It’s like a husband who, after paying off his debt, goes to the creditor’s house, fearing that the creditor won’t return his wife.
That night.
The old Taoist priest arranged for his disciples to do routine defensive work, welcomed Zhang Chulan into the attic, and announced that he would give him ordination on the spot.
Baobao Feng stayed outside the attic.
Xu Si and Xu San were so busy that they never stopped talking. They kept sending messages via pager and arranging various matters.
"Excuse me."
A mellow voice exploded.
The three of them were all shocked when they heard this.
The faint light of the moon suddenly disappeared, and a shadow fell overhead.
Behind him was a familiar face.
Zhang Mingdao nodded as a greeting, walked past the three people, and headed towards the cordon formed by the disciples of Tianshi Mansion: "My fellow brothers, I will accompany you to guard."
He found an empty seat and stood upright, transforming himself into a Dharma protector, with a brilliant golden light shining in his lowered eyes.
It no longer mattered that more than 30 people from Quanxing were crowded in Zhang Lingyu's small house searching for information about the Tongtian Talisman.
He wanted to concentrate on observing the Heavenly Master's way of passing on the knowledge, and try to directly dig out the things left by the founder Zhang Daoling from the Heavenly Master's knowledge.
(End of this chapter)