Chapter 112: Transcendent Disciple! Human Spirit

No. 381, Guangming Road, Yujing City, Jiangnan Taoist Association.

At eight o’clock in the morning, Zhang Fan had just arrived at the company when he was dragged here by Lao Yu in a Wuling Hongguang.

“There are commutations for jail time, but there is only overtime for work… It’s not even time to go to work yet.”

Zhang Fan looked at his phone and it was only half past eight.

“Lao Yu, why did you bring me here?”

“The boss’s instructions.” Yu Fu drove the car to the parking lot and spoke while looking for a parking space.

“I heard that it’s because the Wuwei Sect has been causing a lot of trouble recently, and the Taoist alliances in various places are short of manpower.” Jiang Hu whispered from the side.

Taoist alliances in various places were short of manpower and began to borrow experts from major Taoist temples.

Xia Weisheng and Pojie were seconded by the Taoist Alliance from Zhenwu Mountain. As the Thirteen Zodiac Signs had appeared frequently in Jiangnan Province recently, they came from Jiangbei Province from afar.

“What does it have to do with us?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

“The boss’s business is not just registered with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, it also needs to be reported to the Taoist Alliance.” Jiang Hu said casually.

If you want to do good business, you have to go to the government office frequently.

The Taoist Alliance is an official organization.

“When it’s time to pay, pay. When it’s time to contribute, don’t be vague.”

“Xiao Hulu, you’ve talked too much today.” Lao Yu parked the car, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one.

“You go ahead.”

“Lao Yu, don’t you want to go in with us?” Zhang Fan asked casually.

“Let’s go, Lao Yu doesn’t like this kind of place.” Jiang Hu opened the car door and urged.

Jiangnan Provincial Daomeng looks like a small Chinese-style courtyard from the outside. If it weren’t for the sign hanging at the door, one would have thought it was some household’s home.

But when Zhang Fan stood at the door, he felt that the aura here was extraordinary.

There is a paulownia tree in the yard, with lush branches and leaves, like a canopy, and the air around it is much cooler and fresher.

“The feng shui here… a breath of fresh air will bring sweet springs.” Zhang Fan murmured softly.

“Tsk tsk, Zhang Fan, your eyesight is getting sharper and sharper.” Jiang Hu couldn’t help but praise when he heard it.

In the east of Yujing City, there is the Purple Mountain with a dragon coiling, in the west there is the Stone Mountain with a tiger crouching, in the south there is the Gilded River, and in the north there is the Xuanwu Lake, which just corresponds to the four phases of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise. As far as the city itself is concerned, it is a blessed place favored by the king in the eyes of geomancers of all generations…

However, within the territory of China, the location of Yujing City is a dead end in the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams.

Therefore, Yujing is also called Jinling, Jinling Jinling, a natural tomb for emperors.

The location of the Jiangnan Provincial Alliance is right at the gate of life in Yujing. It is life within death, just like yin giving birth to yang, with the mysterious wonder of endless life, and a breath of life within death.

Because of this, although this courtyard is not located in famous mountains or rivers, it is quiet in the midst of bustle, cleansing the filth of the world, and is most suitable for Taoism and spiritual practice.

“Looking around Yujing City, I’m afraid there is no other place more suitable for practicing Taoism than here.” Jiang Hulu whispered.

The last time he came to the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League was when he was a child and followed his Maoshan master.

“Let’s go.”

Zhang Fan took a step forward and walked into the gate. In the bright front yard, a young man who looked like a Taoist priest was bending over to sweep the floor.

Next to them, at the door of a house, two middle-aged women walked out, turned around and respectfully bowed to a middle-aged Taoist priest behind them.

“Master Qingfeng, we feel relieved to hear that you have read the horoscopes for our two children. You must come to have a drink at the wedding on the wedding day.” A middle-aged woman said sincerely.

“Can you tell people’s fortunes here?!” Zhang Fan showed a strange look.

“A Taoist priest can tell fortunes and predict marriages… Isn’t that normal?”

Jiang Hu said this casually, and lifted up Zhang Fan’s right hand and glanced at him.

“I can also show you some tips…see…”

“What are you looking at?”

“The little finger passes through two rooms, and the husband and wife have two beds.”

“What do you mean?” Zhang Fan asked puzzled.

“Stretch out your hand. If your little finger passes the two joints of your ring finger, you and your partner will definitely sleep in separate beds when you get married in the future…” Jiang Hulu said calmly.

“That is to say…”

“Either they are living apart from each other, or they just don’t get along well with each other.” Jiang Hu said in a profound manner.

“Is there such a saying? You are so eloquent, why don’t I see you finding a girl?” Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

“In love, eloquence is useless, but eloquence is useful.”

“you……”

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened and he was speechless for a moment.

“Come, let me show you…”

As he spoke, Jiang Hu held Zhang Fan’s right hand and straightened his fingers.

“Who asked you to look at it? What I mean is… isn’t the Taoist Alliance an official organization? How come it has this kind of business?” Zhang Fan looked at the two middle-aged women who were sent out with a puzzled look.

In his eyes, fortune-telling and marriage prediction are the jobs of Jiang Hulu sorcerer and should not appear here.

“Do you think anyone can come here to ask for horoscopes?” Jiang Hu shook his head.

“You’ve heard that before.”

“what?”

“There are great scholars chatting and laughing here, and there are no unlearned people coming and going. Those who can come here to read their horoscopes must be rich or noble.”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Hu pointed to the room next door. There was a sign hanging on the door with a large vermilion character written on it: Doctor!
“The Taoist doctors here are also excellent…”

“His medical skills are superb and he specializes in treating all kinds of bifurcation… Would you like to take a look?” Jiang Hulu showed a meaningful smile.

“Get lost! Who the hell split the horse!?” Zhang Fan rolled his eyes.

“Are you two the ones who don’t see the light of night?”

At this moment, a gentle voice came from the side, bringing Zhang Fan back to his senses.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw a woman walking towards him. She looked to be in her early twenties, tall, with fair skin, long hair in a bun, and wearing a Taoist robe. She had an outstanding temperament.

“You are……”

“My name is Zhan Xinyue, and I’m a civil servant of the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League.”

“Is this considered part of the establishment?” Zhang Fan murmured in his heart.

Before coming here, he specifically asked Jiang Hu. It is very strict to enter the Taoist Alliance. In addition to taking the exam, there are also academic requirements. At least you have to graduate from a 211 university. I heard that it is difficult to get into graduate school starting this year.

In addition, the background of three generations is checked.

“I’m Jiang Hu, he’s Zhang Fan, our boss…” Jiang Hu said.

“Jiang Hu… I’ve heard of you… This time Maoshan specially recommended you.” Zhan Xinyue said.

The Jiangnan Province Taoist Alliance borrowed Taoist masters, and the first to be selected was naturally Maoshan.

After all, Maoshan is one of the top ten Taoist sects in the world, and it happens to be located in Jiangnan Province.

“Maoshan!?” Jiang Hu was stunned for a moment. He was an abandoned disciple who was driven out of Maoshan.

“Who recommended me?”

“Qi Ji!”

“he!?”

Jiang Hu was stunned for a moment, then he and Zhang Fan looked at each other, and both of them showed strange expressions.

Suddenly, the image of Qi Ji, who was arrogant, preachy and wanted to kill someone as soon as he opened his mouth, appeared in Zhang Fan’s mind.

“That arrogant guy was defeated by you last time, but he actually recommended you to the Dao League?” Zhang Fan whispered. “He should be repaying the Shen family for their kindness last time.” Jiang Hu curled his lips.

If it weren’t for him and Zhang Fan that day, dozens of lives would have died at the hands of Qi Ji, not to mention that Wu Ma showed up later. The two of them also delayed a lot of time and gained a glimmer of hope.

Qi Ji recommended Jiang Hu to the Taoist sect. If he could accumulate some merits and gain official recognition, it would not be impossible for him to return to Mount Mao in the future.

“Do you have any leverage over him?” Zhang Fan muttered.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Zhang Fan…”

At this moment, Zhan Xinyue spoke again. Her eyes were slightly focused, and her watery gaze swept over Zhang Fan’s body.

“I heard from Senior Sister Xia Weisheng that you are a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain.”

“Xia Weisheng…where is she?” Zhang Fan asked casually.

“She went to Gusu City.” Zhan Xinyue said softly, “Senior Sister Xia seems to think highly of you, but I know all the disciples of Zhenwu Mountain who are a little famous, but I have never heard of your name…”

“I wonder when you will enter the sect?”

“This……”

Zhang Fan hesitated to speak, feeling embarrassed. He couldn’t say that he had only been a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain for more than three months.

And it’s a sightseeing trip, just a side trip.

“What? You can’t even tell me the time of initiation?” Zhan Xinyue asked suspiciously.

“Xinyue, you are a guest when you come to my house. Don’t ask too many questions. It’s impolite.”

At this moment, a disrespectful voice came from the side. Zhang Fan looked up and saw a young man walking towards him. He was also wearing a Taoist robe and a pair of sneakers. He looked sunny and healthy.

“Senior Brother Chunsheng.” Zhan Xinyue stepped forward and greeted him.

“Hello, both of you. My name is Sui Chunsheng.”

Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu looked at each other and nodded slightly as a greeting.

“Please go in, Boss Bai is waiting for you inside.” Sui Chunsheng pointed upstairs and said.

“it is good!”

Zhang Fan and Jiang Hu looked at the two people in front of them, then turned around and walked into the small building behind them.

“Brother Chunsheng, this Zhang Fan is very strange…” Zhan Xinyue said in a serious tone, “When we compiled the list of personnel of various temples and palaces last year, there was no such person in Zhenwu Mountain…”

“And the information about him is not clear…”

“Every mountain temple will secretly train some successors who are not well-known and unknown… This is not surprising…” Sui Chunsheng shook his head.

Like Chu Chaoran from Zhenwu Mountain, he was also unknown when he was young. He was not like Xia Weisheng today, who has gained great fame outside at a young age.

In addition, people like Lou Hechuan, the current head of the Jiangnan Province Taoist Alliance, were said to be helping in the kitchen at the age of 40. He was so low-key that people felt that he had no talent in Taoism.

The elephant is invisible; the great sound is silent; the true master is good at hiding, and it doesn’t matter whether he is famous or not.

only……

“Xia Weisheng said that he was a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, and he also specifically asked the alliance to take good care of him…”

Sui Chunsheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a look of deep thought.

“If he is really the successor secretly cultivated by Zhenwu Mountain, does he really need Xia Weisheng to say hello and let us take better care of him?” Sui Chunsheng said lightly.

“But since Xia Weisheng has spoken, it just proves that he is indeed not an ordinary character.”

“Brother, what do you think of this person’s ability?” A look of curiosity emerged on Zhan Xinyue’s pretty face.

“I don’t know…”

Sui Chunsheng shook his head: “It’s not important… The main responsibility of this trip is still on you and me. They are just accompanying us and helping out.”

“If we really run into those monsters from Wuwei Sect, then it will all depend on our Taoism.”

“I see.”

Zhan Xinyue nodded, her expression solemn, but her beautiful eyes were filled with an irrepressible self-confidence that came from their powerful strength.

After all, in the Jiangnan Provincial Dao League, they are considered the best among the younger generation.

……

At this time, in an office on the third floor.

An old man with gray hair and a kind face was standing in front of the bed, holding a thermos cup, watching everything in the courtyard downstairs.

“Jiang Hu… I heard that this kid has mastered the art of drawing talismans from the void… Tsk tsk, Maoshan is still very lucky… An abandoned disciple actually has such talent and achievements.”

Lou Hechuan picked up the thermos cup and took a sip.

“If Maoshan has no intention of taking it back, we can arrange for him to work here.”

As he spoke, a meaningful smile appeared on Lou Hechuan’s face.

“Bu Ran, are you willing to give it up?”

“President, you are joking. It is a blessing for that boy that you value him. How can he not be happy to pursue a career in politics?”

Bai Bu Ran sat on the sofa with a fake smile on his face.

“That Zhang Fan…”

At this moment, Lou Hechuan changed the subject without warning.

“He is a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, so he is here to train with me.”

Bai Bu Ran didn’t wait for the other party to finish speaking, and spoke directly, repeating the lines he had memorized more than 800 times.

“I know.” Lou Hechuan nodded. “In fact, when Zhenwu Mountain recommended Zhang Fan to the Dao League, he had already personally called to verify it.”

There was nothing wrong with his identity as a disciple of Zhenwu Mountain, but the only thing that concerned him was…

“Master Chu’s last disciple!?”

Zhenwu Mountain actually gave such a response, which made Lou Hechuan, the president of the Jiangnan Provincial Taoist Alliance, a little uneasy.

“Isn’t Xia Weisheng Chu Chaoran’s last disciple?”

What is a last disciple? It means the last disciple accepted in one’s life. After accepting him, the door is closed and no more new disciples will be accepted.

“Master Chu… can’t he open or close his door as he pleases?” Bai Bu Ran gave an awkward smile.

“Perhaps, he saw that boy Pu Yuliangcai and opened the door again.”

“…”

“Chu Chaoran is truly a living immortal in this world. No rules can bind him.” Lou Hechuan couldn’t help but sigh.

“President Lou…what mission are you going to give them this time?”

Bai Bu Ran changed the subject and finally returned to the main topic.

“These two guys haven’t seen much of the world, I’m afraid they can’t handle this big responsibility.”

“Don’t worry…it’s not a difficult task. It’s just delivering something to Xuanmiao Temple in Gusu City.” Lou Hechuan said lightly.

“So it’s just a gift.” Bai Bu Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

The thirteen cities in Jiangnan Province are all relatively close to each other. It only takes an hour and a half by high-speed rail from Gusu City to Yujing City.

“What do you want to send?” Bai Bu Ran asked casually.

“A broken earthen jar!” Lou Hechuan turned around and slowly sat down opposite Bai Bu Ran.

“Earth jar? What’s in it?” Bai Bu Ran asked.

“Human Soul!!!” Lou Hechuan grinned and uttered four words.

(End of this chapter)