You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 344: The Beginning of the Path
Zuo Chen pushed his arms back and sat up.

He lowered his head and looked at his clothes. It was not the Taoist robe he usually wore, but a decent and comfortable casual outfit.

A big white vest, jeans and a pair of sneakers.

There were other keys on his belt and a cell phone in his trouser pocket. He took out his wallet with his hand and found an ID card inside.

Zuo Chen still remembered that this was the outfit he wore before he traveled through time.

To Zuo Chen now, it seems like it happened only three or four years ago.

At that time, Zuo Chen was just a small clerk in a company. He bowed his head and worked in front of the computer day after day. He complained to his family about his career going badly. He also fantasized about whether he should buy a big villa or live in his small house every day if he could make a lot of money.
On the day of the time travel, he worked overtime until very late. After get off work, he met his good friend and they went out for a drink together.

Under great pressure, they drank a few more bottles, and the alcohol got to their heads, and they both got drunk.

They held each other's arms and began to sing and dance on the street, jumping in place in the cold wind.

The two of them encountered a big tree on the way. He still remembered that in the weather that was almost winter, the big tree was emitting a bright green light, tender buds were growing everywhere, and the surroundings were warm.

After drinking a lot and having a lot of fun, they felt tired and sleepy, so they just sat down under a tree to rest.

After sitting for a while, Zuo Chen felt sleepy and fell asleep.

In this warm breeze, he opened his eyes again.

Then came to this world.

However, as far as he could remember, he had never been to this grassland, but had opened his eyes directly on the Gray Mountain.

Looking at his current clothes, Zuo Chen finally felt an indescribable sense of trance.

It seems like it has been a really long time since I left my hometown.

It had been so long that he had almost forgotten about it, so long that there were no more waves in his heart, so long that even if he thought about it, he couldn't feel too much nostalgia.

There was one thing that Zuo Chen had never paid much attention to, but only at this moment did he realize how wrong it was:
His state of mind is no longer like that of a small clerk who had worked his way up the company, but now that of a person who has experienced a lot.

Before, Zuo Chen always believed that it was the various principles in the Taoist scriptures that he studied that improved his state of mind and calmed his emotions.

But now it seems that the forgotten past has clearly tempered my state of mind, making it as hard as steel.

Even if he embarks on this journey of cultivation again after losing his memories, the traces left in his heart will not disappear.

It's not that he doesn't miss it, it's that the long river of time has washed away his past for too long, and his past thoughts have become yellowed old photos. Even if he can recall them now, the pain he causes is not that great.

With a slight sigh, Zuo Chen took a step back.

The Taoist priest walked away from the young man who had just arrived here, and the young man's eyes regained their luster.

After he got up from the grassland, he looked around, turned around, jumped, shouted and made noises. He first laughed loudly: "There are so many time-travelling seniors, and finally it's my turn." Then he squatted on the ground and drew circles: "It's over, it's over. Can I find a spell to travel through time and space here? I still want to go back to see my parents! They will be so worried if they can't find me!"

Zuo Chen held his forehead.

"It turns out that the Taoist friend who just arrived in the mortal world has such a lively personality."

The figure of the Bodhisattva suddenly appeared beside Zuo Chen, covering his mouth and chuckling.

Caiyi also followed behind the Bodhisattva carefully.

She poked her head in and looked at the "young" Zuo Chen curiously.

She has short hair and is wearing clothes I've never seen before. They look a bit flashy.

Is this what the original Taoist priest looked like? Where did this outfit come from?

"What a serious person I am!"

Zuo Chen couldn't help but complain, and then asked:
"Isn't the Master curious about where I came from?"

"Why ask? The world is chaotic and the world is big. There are always some strange things happening. There are in the thousands of small worlds and there are also those who walk around in the long river of time. No matter what the origin is, what you cultivate is yours after all. The Taoist priest is the one who protects the human world, why do you need to look at the source?"

Zuo Chen nodded without saying anything, but Caiyi looked at Zuo Chen in surprise, feeling as if she had heard some extraordinary information.

"Fellow Daoist, your past incarnation is about to leave. Do you need to catch up?"

"Go and have a look. I don't know how I got on the path of cultivation."

One was Zuo Chen, one was Cai Yi, and there was a great master who existed in the memory. The three of them followed "Zuo Chen".

"Zuo Chen" seemed to have sensed something. He looked back curiously, but saw nothing.

Scratching his head, "Zuo Chen" began his great adventure in the world of cultivation.

Under the gaze of the three people, "Zuo Chen" first came to a nearby town.

A long time ago, the world was full of practicing families. Even in a small town, one could find some practicing families.

"Zuo Chen" tried to search for the path of cultivation, but for a mortal who had no skills at all, the first step was too difficult.

He went to the tavern to inquire for information, but found that he had no money to spend, so he had to sell his watch in exchange for a few taels of silver.

As a result, he was cheated again on the way. He used a fake secret book to cheat the remaining silver coins, and he had to live in the open again. Zuo Chen pressed his head, and his blood vessels were throbbing.

"Is it like this when I first came here?"

"Everyone is young once in a while."

Zuo Chen and Dashi were discussing, but only Caiyi looked at the old photo with curiosity and asked:

"Master, why don't you just throw the Taoist scripture to him?"

"Let's forget it." Zuo Chen shook his head.

Although this is false history, Zuo Chen hopes to see his true past. If he is given something strange, history will definitely change.

It was like a small butterfly effect, and Zuo Chen still felt that it should be avoided as much as possible.

The former "Zuo Chen" who was huddled in the wild covered his body with a rag, and was about to have a good rest and prepare for the next day's action, but he suddenly heard strange noises coming from the nearby forest. He got up in a panic and went over.

There were ghost lights parading in the forest and evil spirits flying around. In the forest, there were four foxes carrying a big red sedan chair. The curtain of the sedan chair was opened, and a girl was sitting inside.

When Caiyi saw this, she pointed at the girl and shouted:

"Hey! She looks a bit like me!"

Zuo Chen glanced over and took a look.

Hey, she really looks somewhat similar to Caiyi.

But the girls on the sedan chairs turned their heads slightly and looked in their direction. She seemed to have noticed something and her eyes fixed on "Zuo Chen".

After looking at it for several seconds, he suddenly burst into laughter:
"My dear, I am in a good mood today. Would you like to follow me and become my registered disciple? I can teach you some magical skills!"

"Zuo Chen" was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly:

"Thank you, young lady, for showing me the way to immortality."

Dashi and Caiyi both looked in the direction of Zuo Chen, and Zuo Chen also touched his nose:

"I didn't expect that I would end up like this."

The Taoist priest who learned the Taoist magic and thunder magic actually started out by following a girl who was good at warding off ghosts.

"Zuo Chen" on the other side came to the girl and asked:
"I don't know the girl's name yet."

The girl smiled and said:
"Me? Just call me Li Hongyi."

……

In the following days, "Zuo Chen" began to learn magic from Li Hongyi.

What was different from what the three people who were accompanying her had imagined was that the magic that this girl who looked a bit like Caiyi was not teaching was the art of "controlling ghosts", but all kinds of wonderful miscellaneous knowledge.

There is the ingenious method of rolling paper into small sticks and inserting them into the wall painted like a wine jar to hold the wine; there is also the method of shrinking the head into the stomach; and there is also the method of interpreting fate by breaking down words, which is extremely strange and mysterious.

Zuo Chen also discovered that although Li Hongyi's own skills were a little lacking, she knew quite a few spells.

Li Hongyi didn't have many powerful ones that could hit people, but for the interesting and fun ones, he could make seventeen or eighteen of them fly out just by spreading out his fingertips.

"Zuo Chen" didn't learn many amazing skills from this girl, but he lived a very happy life and could see some new things every day.

Caiyi, who was standing beside him, also watched the various strange methods and couldn't help saying:
"These techniques look quite similar to juggling techniques, but they are much stronger than Daliang's juggling techniques."

The Master added a few more words:

"I have seen these techniques before. Most of them are not recognized by the famous and upright sects, so they are all called unorthodox methods. Although I don't know what the Taoist disciple is talking about, the name does sound appropriate."

Zuo Chen did not comment much on this matter.

He had previously thought that he had joined a decent sect and learned the true Taoist secrets, but he never expected that he was actually just a sideshow.

In the picture, "Zuo Chen" and Li Hongyi look more like two like-minded friends than master and disciple. They wander the streets, drink and eat meat, occasionally study some new methods, and mostly travel around the mountains and rivers.

The years passed by scene after scene, like lanterns and paper walls, with the paper overflowing with beauty. I watched the sunrise from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, tasted delicious food in the restaurant, and fished for big fish on a boat.

The years are quiet.

Zuo Chen fiddled with his fingers gently, and these happy times slowly passed by in the long river of time. When he was halfway through, Zuo Chen felt a slight pain in his fingertips.

He raised his hand again, only to find that the finger that had just been used to adjust the time had been pierced by a sharp needle, and even his finger was pierced.

Looking up, Zuo Chen looked back at the past years.

He saw it,

A sharp blade pierced Li Hongyi's chest.

(End of this chapter)