Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 161 Good luck, all good things, interesting

A Li's words attracted both Old Tang and Lily.

After Old Tang and Zhang Ze came up with the [Qianlong Mountain Demon-Slaying Set], he was not idle either. He strolled around the Qianji Pavilion and pointed out all the Qianji monks that he liked.

Then once every three days, teach them the talismans and formations.

After Old Tang received the resources he had obtained from Longhu Mountain through a combination of orders and deception, he began to teach the young Taoist priests who followed him what the Thousand Machine Technique was.

The purple-robed Taoist priest who came along on the pretext of escorting the books and whose original intention was to persuade Old Tang to go home was almost crying.

He had been training in Longhu Mountain for over a thousand years, but he had never seen the master act so normal.

As for Lily, she seems to be in a bad state recently. After Xiaoxuan and Datou helped Lily overcome the bottleneck in her research, she has been staying at home.

It seems like we have fallen into another bottleneck.

Although Lily is like a husky in normal times, the operation of the Thousand Machine Pavilion has actually been managed by Lily and several old Thousand Machine monks in the Golden Core stage, except for the initial period when Mei'er was in charge.

Now the entire Qianji Pavilion is making a lot of money, and her contribution is indispensable.

Lily's life has been quite regular recently, or rather, after the incident in Hancheng.

She spent half a day studying her own thing, and the remaining half a day studying the magic array related to the stone elixir and the immortal version of the mobile phone.

The rest of his free time was spent trying to find ways to raise money for Qianji Pavilion, or discussing things with those old men.

Finally, every three or four days, set aside one day to go crazy.

What a coincidence, every time Zhang Ze went out or came home, it happened to be the day when Lily was crazy.

The main form of madness is to create some stupid and meaningless props.

Or go to the back mountain and launch various explosives to release your emotions.

And sitting in a daze in a room made of gold, which is worthless to a monk.

Also, build wonders, such as the black tower of Qianji Pavilion and the bombing of Shide.

However, Zhang Ze didn't think that the wonder thing was actually crazy, because he also liked to build wonders.

The reason why Zhang Ze indulged Lily's madness was, firstly, that he had always been a hands-off boss, and secondly, that he could not help Lily with her research.

It was a thing similar to a magic circle, but Zhang Ze couldn't understand it at all, so it was useless even if he had a system.

It’s just like advanced mathematics. You know all the symbols, but if you can’t understand them, it’s useless to enumerate them exhaustively.

When I asked Lily, she just said wait and tell me when it was done.

Zhang Ze asked Lao Tang to take a look once, and Lao Tang told Zhang Ze when he came back.

"Your Sword Sect is truly nothing. How did this precious seedling end up in your hands? If the Heavenly Sect knew about this, they would probably go crazy."

"It would be fine if it was thrown at Longhu Mountain, but how come it was picked up by your Sword Sect's bunch of reckless men? It's so annoying."

In short, Old Tang felt very sorry.

But when Zhang Ze asked Old Tang what that thing was, Old Tang pointed to the plaque with the words "Qianji Pavilion" in capital letters and "Zhatian Gang" in lowercase letters and said.

"good luck."

So, at this time, Zhang Ze looked at Lily, who looked a little dazed, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lily shook her head to show that she was fine. "Boss, if you care about me, just give me some money."

She picked up the stone pill and took a look at it. "If this thing is real, then Grandma Li's guess may be correct."

Grandma Li was one of the old men and women who went to Hancheng to rescue the trapped demons. After returning, she has been studying the magic array related to stone pills.

They speculated that the formation process of a complete stone pill was that this strange stone shell first appeared, and then the soul entered it.

But they couldn't verify the specific process.

Now that Zhang Ze has obtained this empty stone pill by chance, they can do more tests.

Zhang Ze looked at Old Tang.

Old Tang glanced at A'li, and then they read fortune together.

The hexagram shows that everything is good.

After getting Zhang Ze's consent, the stone pill was taken away by Lily and sent to the Black Tower. Zhang Ze looked at Old Tang, who was sitting on a chair picking his feet, and suddenly asked, "Master Dao, do you know the Divine Pill Gang?"

"What is that? I've never heard of it." Old Tang shook his head.

Zhang Ze told Old Tang in detail what happened in Xiangyashan Village.

After listening to it, Old Tang pulled his beard and thought for a while, then he and A Li teamed up to tell fortunes.

This time the hexagram was a bit vague, and after Old Tang summarized it, it was four words.

interesting.

Since this matter was interesting, Old Tang also became serious.

"I've only been to the north once, about seven or eight hundred years ago. I've never heard of the Shendan Gang, but I can ask around for you."

Old Tang took out a magic mirror and used the hand he had just used to fix his hair.

The magic mirror lit up, and a fat Taoist priest appeared on the other side of the mirror.

"Master? Do you want us to take you back?" asked the fat Taoist priest.

"No, no, this place is very interesting. I won't go to your Longhu Mountain." Old Tang waved his hand.

The fat Taoist priest glanced at Zhang Ze, who was standing next to Old Tang, with a resentful look, and then continued to ask, "What instructions do you have for your disciple?"

"Well, are there any disciples from Longhu Mountain who have recently gone to the north for training?" asked Old Tang.

"Not many. Our Longhu Mountain is too far from the north, but some disciples still stayed there for a while." The fat Taoist priest said after thinking for a while.

"Well, let's do this. Bring me a copy of the travel notes and sect mission records recorded by the disciples who have been to the north of Hancheng in the last one hundred years, no more than two hundred years." Old Tang ordered.

The fat Taoist priest nodded, indicating that this was no problem. "Then when will you..."

"No, no, I won't go back. I said I won't go back and that's it." Old Tang didn't listen to what the fat Taoist priest said and directly put the magic mirror on the table.

When Zhang Ze was reminded by Old Tang, he remembered that the Seventh Pavilion of the Sword Sect was not far from that place, and there were probably many records in the Mission Hall and the Library.

When he arrived at the library, Zhang Ze found that Elder Wang had gained weight again, and he blurted out something.

"broke up?"

Then Zhang Ze was struck by lightning.

"It's all because of you. After I became handsome, you little bastards feel uncomfortable all over when you see me, as if you had eaten fly shit. Seeing you feel uncomfortable, I feel uncomfortable too." Lao Wang was a little angry.

"So, what's the matter with you, kid?" asked Old Wang, who was annoyed by Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze told the story of the Shendan Gang again.

Lao Wang shook his head after hearing this. "You can go to the Mission Hall and issue a mission to investigate the Shendan Gang, or go to the Sword Hall and ask those independent cultivators to help."

"There is no record related to the Shendan Gang in my library, and as for the mission hall... I don't think you need to hold out too much hope." After Lao Wang finished speaking, he took Zhang Ze and teleported directly to a warehouse.

The room is filled with jade slips, brocades, and books.

"These are all records of previous missions. You'll know when you take a look." Old Wang raised his hand and motioned Zhang Ze to go and look for himself.

Zhang Ze walked forward, picked up a book and opened it, then laughed awkwardly.

"Heh, you are worthy of being my Sword Sect."

Almost all the mission records in this book are described in three paragraphs.

where to go?
go for what?
How many did you chop? Or, what did you find?
Very sword-master style, no nonsense.

Expecting these senior brothers and sisters to record local customs and mission details is pure wishful thinking.

After chatting with Lao Wang for a while and issuing a task in the mission hall, Zhang Ze slipped back to his residence in Qianji Pavilion and hung a sign of seclusion at the door.

In fact, he never neglected the deduction of mental methods, even when he was beaten in the main pavilion. He always took some time out every day to try to use the space to commit suicide.

Now that he has some free time again, he plans to concentrate on the deduction for a few more days.

What if, what if it works?

(End of this chapter)