When Zhang Wen stood up, his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a palm-sized, dark, Bagua-shaped bronze mirror under the four Taoist statues. According to Taoist Lu, this bronze mirror was a magical artifact passed down by the founder of Maoshan. It is said that

It is a keepsake of the leader of the Maoshan sect. Normally, Taoist Lu always carries it around with him as if he were thinking about something. Zhang Wen asked him for it once when he was a child and wanted to take a closer look at this bronze mirror, but Taoist Lu scolded him.

Immediately, I didn't dare to speak again.

It was obvious that Taoist Lu had forgotten him here for some unknown reason. He didn't know where to wait. Zhang Wen rolled his eyes and glanced furtively to the left and right. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he left.

He went up and picked up the bronze mirror.

As soon as Zhang Wen picked up the bronze mirror, he felt a slight coolness coming from the bronze mirror. He was secretly surprised. Suddenly, the coolness turned into a warm airflow, and then returned to calm like water entering the sea.

Wen couldn't help but be stunned. From feeling the coolness to warming and then turning into nothingness, it only took two or three seconds. It was so fast that Zhang Wen almost thought it was just an illusion.

Zhang Wen couldn't help but pick up the mirror and look at it carefully. The dark side is the back. I don't know what material it is made of. It feels weightless. It has a faint luster. There is an S line drawn from the middle of the front of the mirror.

It's like a natural Tai Chi diagram.

Zhang Wen murmured, "This Bagua Mirror is indeed a bit strange." He looked at it for a while and was about to put it back. Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound outside, and it suddenly started raining heavily in the sky, and there was a loud crashing sound. Yang

Hao suddenly remembered that Taoist Lu's clothes seemed to be drying outside, so he took the Bagua Mirror and ran out.

As soon as he ran out of the door, the sky suddenly lit up. A bolt of lightning struck down, hitting Zhang Wen's head accurately.

The speed of lightning was very fast, and Zhang Wen never expected that he would be struck by lightning as soon as he stepped out. Without warning, he felt a sharp pain in the top of his head, his eyes blacked out, and he fainted. It was strange.

What's interesting is that Zhang Wen's body, which was struck by lightning, had no burn marks, but a lot of bright red blood came out of the wound on his head.

At this time, the rain in the sky was falling more and more rapidly, and streaks of lightning were shining unbridled in the sky. The Bagua mirror he was holding happened to fall not far from his head when he fainted. It flowed from his wound.

The blood that came out slowly spread into the Bagua Mirror along with the rain.

The Bagua mirror not far from Zhang Wen's head was covered by the rain stained with Zhang Wen's blood, and suddenly a faint golden light emitted from the mirror. A closer look revealed that the light emitted from the Bagua mirror was actually two

A ray of light, just separated from the S-line, is like a Tai Chi pattern. As the rainwater containing Zhang Wen's blood floating on the Bagua Mirror seems to have been boiled, it rolls desperately. The Bagua Mirror in the water

It also slowly began to tremble on its own, and soon it jumped violently and flew towards Zhang Wen's head, sticking closely to Zhang Wen's head, as if it was stuck on Zhang Wen's head.

As soon as the Bagua Mirror was attached to Zhang Wen's body, the light in the mirror suddenly swelled and shone on his head. Many patterns flashed out of the light and went directly into Zhang Wen's mind. After about a minute, the light in the mirror

Slowly dissipated, the Bagua mirror attached to Zhang Wen's head lost its suction and fell to the ground.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to sense something, and slowly stopped, and slowly returned to the calmness just now, except that there were still some rainwater dripping from some surrounding trees slowly dripping on the ground.

The voice of Zhang Wen, who was lying unconscious on the ground, trembled slightly.

After a while, a figure quickly moved towards the Taoist temple. The sticky mountain soil that had just rained could not stop his steps. It could be seen that his skills were very strong. Before long,

We have arrived in front of the Taoist temple.

This is a Taoist priest of medium build, about sixty years old. The Taoist uniform on his body is in tatters and has a lot of dirt that cannot be cleaned. The bun on his head is a bit messy. It may be because he is in a hurry because of the rush.

Somewhat rosy.

As soon as the Taoist priest arrived in front of the Taoist temple, the first thing he saw was Zhang Wen lying unconscious on the ground. He immediately cried out, "My disciple, what's wrong with you? Why are you fainting here?"

At this time, Zhang Wen was already on the verge of waking up. As soon as the Taoist priest called him, he got up in a daze. He felt some pain in the wound struck by lightning. He couldn't help but touch it with his hand and put it in front of his eyes.

His hands were covered with bright red blood, and he immediately screamed, "Master, my head is bleeding."

Seeing Zhang Wen bleeding profusely, Taoist Lu couldn't help but worry, he picked up Zhang Wen and examined him carefully. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, nothing happened. I just had a scratch on my head and lost blood."

It’s just too much, just take some time to recuperate.”

Suddenly, he suddenly saw the Bagua Mirror that fell on the ground with mud and water. His expression suddenly changed. He threw away Zhang Wen and reached out to pick up the Bagua Mirror that fell on the ground. He used his already dirty clothes distressedly.

Wiping the muddy water in the Bagua Mirror, he cursed at Zhang Wen, "You brat, I told you not to play with the Bagua Mirror, but you are disobedient. Look what you have done to the Bagua Mirror."

"

Zhang Wen was thrown away by Taoist Lu and screamed, "Master, I am a wounded person now. Can't you see that I am bleeding? You are abusing a wounded person like this. What is even more annoying is that you broke a mute person into pieces."

The mirror is more important than your apprentice and me."

Taoist Lu finally touched the Bagua Mirror cleanly, then carefully put the Bagua Mirror in his arms and said, "Nonsense, this Bagua Mirror has been passed down to me for sixty-seven generations, and it is a token of the leader of Maoshan. This is

It can only be carried by the master. If you break it, how can you be worthy of the founder of Maoshan? When I die, I will pass it on to you and then you can play with it however you want."

Zhang Wen also knew that the Bagua Mirror was more important to Taoist Lu than his own life, so he did not dwell on this issue, "Master, where have you been today? I have been looking for you for a long time and I haven't seen you."

Taoist Lu said, "Today Aunt Niu came to me and told me that her son was getting married and asked me to show him a good time. You also know that Master's biggest wish now is to renovate the Taoist temple."

After the 1990s, people's living standards have improved, so people will also choose some good days for things like weddings and burials. Moreover, Taoist Lu also calculated that the movement to overthrow the demons and monsters twenty years ago has passed.

.So Taoist Lu sometimes goes out to work part-time to help people read Feng Shui and calculate auspicious days to earn some money.

Taoist Lu took out a small box from his arms, poured some black powder from the box, touched Zhang Wen's wound and said, "It's nothing serious, it's just a small wound. Just touch some medicine. By the way, you

Where did this injury come from?”

Taoist Lu felt very strange. He knew that Zhang Wen had been practicing with him for seven or eight years, and now he was at the peak of practicing essence and returning qi. He was just one chance away from breaking through to the realm of practicing qi and returning spirit. Compared with the secular world,

To say that Zhang Wen has reached the level of a master of dark strength. Ming strength refers to a person's own strength, and dark strength is also equivalent to the internal strength in the secular world, which can increase a person's strength more than ten times. Just like those

A boxer has not yet reached the level of An Jin, but because of his long-term training, his blood is stronger than that of ordinary people, so his body can withstand beatings better than ordinary people, and the weight of his punches is several times that of ordinary people. You

If he punches him, he will be fine. If he punches you, you will fall down. Generally, a dozen people may not be able to beat a boxer. With Zhang Wen's current skills, even dozens of people can beat him.

Even if they surrounded him, they might not be able to beat him. But now he was injured and fainted on the ground for no reason.

As soon as the medicinal powder was applied to his wound, Zhang Wen felt a slight coolness coming from the wound, which was very comfortable. He thought about it but couldn't remember anything, and said with some confusion, "I don't know, I'll just remember it.

I wanted to go out to collect my clothes, but as soon as I came out, I felt a headache and fainted. When I woke up, I saw you here. You know the rest."
Chapter completed!