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The next morning.

When the sun was rising, Wang Cheng and Qingyang got up. This is the rule of the Taoist priests in Wusheng Mountain and has been passed down from generation to generation.

This is what it means to dance when you hear a chicken.

All Taoist priests who learn martial arts will gather to practice boxing in the square behind. Originally, Wang Cheng did not have this qualification. After all, he was a temporary worker. If something happened, he would probably have the opportunity to appear. It is almost difficult to get the substantial benefits. However, a month ago, Wang Cheng came to practice boxing with Qingyang, and Taoist priest Changhe didn't say anything, so Wang Cheng leaned down with shamelessness.

There are hundreds of people in total, all of whom are teenagers aged 17 or 18 to 25 or 26.

Wang Cheng is one of the youngest people. He stands in the middle of Qingyang in an unobtrusive place and practices boxing with everyone.

The square formation consisting of more than one hundred people, led by Taoist Priest Changhe alone at the front. Taoist Priest Changhe was wearing a white jacket, black bloomers on his lower body, and red cloth tied around his waist. He looked like a warrior from the Republic of China era, with bare shirtless, revealing his strong and well-proportioned muscles, which was very powerful.

It is completely different from the large muscles that the bodybuilders on TV have spawned. Wang Cheng used to envy the well-proportioned muscles of Taoist Changhe. This is only a real master. He was not qualified and had no chance to have them. Now, he has this foundation, so he will work hard.

Standing in the field, Wang Cheng's eyes were almost always away from Taoist Master Changhe. He knew that he had few opportunities and only had a few days left to explore the secrets of Wusheng Mountain martial arts. Now, the secrets of Wusheng Mountain martial arts are almost all on Taoist Master Changhe. Therefore, every time he saw Taoist Master Changhe, he observed his every move, the frequency of each breath and the frequency of his movements.

Just like Master Changhe practiced martial arts for a lifetime, the old martial artist who had been practicing for nearly a hundred years had already integrated the kung fu he had practiced into his bones. Every movement contained the essence of his martial arts.

Horse stance!

Pile method!

Boxing!

breathe!

Wang Cheng kept every key he observed in his heart, but he did not show it when practicing boxing, which was very inconspicuous among more than a hundred people.

The two-hour morning exercise ends.

Qingyang immediately went to Taoist Master Changhe for advice, saying that he was asking for advice, but in fact he was going to show his achievements in practicing the tiger down the mountain last night. After only two days of studying, he had the current effect. I think he would be praised and valued by Taoist Master Changhe.

Maybe you will also be taught new moves and boxing.

Wang Hengxiao smiled and looked at Qingyang's hurried back and shook his head slightly. He was going to work.

The first job every day is naturally to clean the Tibetan tripod. After the experience of falling and injury the day before yesterday, Wang Cheng seemed much more careful this time. When he came to the Tibetan tripod with several staff members, Wang Cheng's heart moved, and reached out to touch one of the feet of the Tibetan tripod, and suddenly saw a dazzling purple-gold ball of light.

I saw a purple-gold ball of light of five meters in diameter floating in the center of the hidden tripod, emitting a dazzling light. A purple-gold halo flowed along the body of the tripod and into Wang Cheng's palm, entering the bloodline, disappearing, and there was a warm feeling all over his body.

Wang Cheng had long known that the hidden cauldron was a treasure and a national treasure. He did not expect that the treasure light contained in it would be so amazing. Compared with that, the purple light spots of only rice grains in the golden toad he obtained seemed insignificant and negligible.

Then, the question is here.

Ancient saying is that the golden toad is worth five million, how valuable is this hidden tripod?

All I can say is priceless.

Wang Cheng really doesn't know how to calculate it. If calculated based on the size of the treasure light contained, a five-meter-diameter light ball is countless times larger than a spot of light the size of a rice grain, so the value is incalculable.

Taoist Master Changxu came over and said to Wang Cheng: "Wang Cheng, go to clean up."

Originally, Wang Cheng planned not to go up today, so he wiped the feet of the tripod and the periphery below, so as not to accidentally fall down when he went in, and he felt a little shadow in his heart.

However, Taoist Master Changxu said that he naturally had to go up. He carried a bucket of water and climbed up slowly along the ladder. The closer he got to the top, the more wonderful he felt in his heart, as if he was about to go home, which made Wang Cheng very puzzled. His home was not here, and the little girl Wang Yuanyuan was not here either.

When entering the cauldron, the feeling became even stronger, just like entering a house. Wang Cheng suppressed this strange feeling in his heart, cleared the dust falling in the cauldron and some branches and leaves, and stroked every pattern in the cauldron, which became extremely clear in his heart.

When it was cleared to the middle, Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment.

Because, he saw the semicircular copper ball in the middle becoming smooth like a mirror, and even reflecting the morning sunshine. The hideous beast head carved on it had disappeared without a trace.

"What happened...?"

Wang Cheng was shocked. He also knew that the sun was bulging out at a centimeter, which could never be polished by wind and rain, and even more so that it could be smoothed by ordinary means, let alone disappeared without a trace overnight.

"Master!"

Wang Cheng hurriedly called Taoist Master Changxu.

Taoist Master Changxu looked at Wang Cheng, and Wang Cheng said, "Master Taoist Master, come up and take a look."

Taoist Master Changxu climbed up, and Wang Cheng pointed to the semicircular copper ball in the center: "Master Taoist Master, look at this... why did this become like this?"

Wang Cheng also knew the importance and did not dare to make noise to everyone, as it would definitely make things bigger, so he only called Master Changxu up.

Taoist Master Changxu looked helpless. He was the first to know this. However, looking at Wang Cheng's expression, he knew that this matter should have nothing to do with Wang Cheng. He smiled bitterly: "I don't know either. It's just that after you fell here the day before yesterday, it turned out like this. I have checked a lot of information these two days, and I don't know why, don't go out."

Wang Cheng nodded in shock, because he hit his head and knocked out Yang Ke? Even if he practiced Shaolin Iron Head Kung Fu, he would not have the power, right?

"Okay, I won't say it."

Wang Cheng naturally wouldn't say it out loud. He thought that he had recovered from the fall and his congenital heart disease. Could it be because of the beast head?

What is the origin of this Tibetan tripod?

Wang Cheng's heart suddenly felt a strong desire and desire to find out the truth.

With shocked thoughts, Wang Cheng's movements were very slow to clean the hidden tripod this time, and he seemed a little cautious because he wanted to see every carving and pattern in the hidden tripod clearly. There was a voice in his heart telling him to do this and remember it in his heart. It took three hours to clean it up.

Then, Wang Cheng followed Taoist Changxu to the inner courtyard of the Taoist temple to sort out the Taoist sect, which was also the most important task of Taoist Changxu recently. He personally supervised and participated in the sorting work.

As the name suggests, the Taoist collection means the Taoist collection, which is a collection of many Taoist classics. It was first compiled during the Zhenghe period of the Northern Song Dynasty. Later, various dynasties also used this as a blueprint to sort out some Taoist classics and became Taoist collections. The contents are various Taoist classics.

Among them are a large number of Taoist classics, collections of the theories, precepts, talismans, magic, vegetarians, praises, palaces, temples, immortals, and biographies of Taoist figures. In addition, it is included in the works of various schools of thought, some of which are ancient books that have been lost outside the Taoist sect. There are also many works on ancient Chinese science and technology, such as books on medicine and health preservation, works on internal and external alchemy, astronomical and calendar, etc.

Many classics of the Tibetan Ding Temple have not been sorted out before. Most of them were passed down from generation to generation from generation to generation. There are tens of thousands of books and classics of various types, including many isolated books.

Recently, the state has supported the cultural industry, so the Zangding Temple has also received a task to sort out the classics in the temple according to the Daozang. At that time, the national cultural department will inspect and accept it, and European cultural inspection teams will also visit it.

Wang Cheng's main job in the past three months was to participate in the compilation of the Taoist sect in the Tibetan Ding Temple. When he came to the Daozang Temple, the fragrance of books came to his face. Wang Cheng suddenly felt that his mind was much clearer. The ancients said that reading was wise, but it was indeed the case. During these three months, Wang Cheng spent most of his time studying here, studying Taoist classics, and gained a lot. He also learned many Taoist secrets, the origin of the Tibetan Ding Temple, as well as some martial arts and health secrets.

The martial arts of Zangding Dingguan follow Taoist laws, which is a secret discovered by Wang Cheng, and perhaps this is not a secret in the eyes of experts.

At this time, Wang Cheng held a linear ancient book and could see a golden halo as big as a soybean in the middle of the ancient book, indicating that the book was an ancient book and it was of great value. Now he has become accustomed to his ability.

After interest, Wang Cheng put down the book and picked up Taoist classics one by one. He could see that there were golden light balls, big or small, big as fists, and small as rice grains.

This Tibetan courtyard is also a treasure house, which directly confirms the statement that there is a golden house in the book.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, Wang Cheng got an ancient book with a brush on the cover and a dazzling purple light ball the size of a fist appeared in his sight. This was the first ancient book he discovered containing a purple light ball, and it was a light ball the size of a Yuanyuan's small fist, which was much more valuable than the golden toad he got.

What surprised Wang Cheng in particular was that this book did not seem to be a Taoist classic, because there was no Taoist logo on it, and there was not even a single word on the cover.

Looking up at the bookshelf classification, I suddenly realized that the classification here is some folk ancient books collected by Zangding Temple over thousands of years. Taoist priests of Zangding Temple of all ages have found that some folk ancient books worth collecting are placed here, and thousands of books of various types are also gathered here.

But the book in Wang Cheng's hand is a medical book!

When Wang Cheng looked through the first page, he saw the explanation. It was a medical book about using acupuncture to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the country. After looking at the home page and the last page, there was no name of the person who wrote the book. It seemed that he could not find out whose work it was. However, the purple light ball as big as a fist told him that this book was definitely of extraordinary origin and a long time.

"The essence of vitality is human..."

After reading it, Wang Cheng was immediately attracted. This book did not talk about the prescription, nor did it tell the pathology and pharmacology, but directly told the secrets in the human body.

As the book says, the vital energy in the human body is the core of everything.

Doctors can use silver needles to stimulate acupoints to manipulate the vital energy in the patient's body.

The pictures indicate the location and function of each acupoint, as well as the impact on vital energy that will occur during acupuncture, and there are even several clear acupuncture methods to achieve the effect of strengthening the foundation and strengthening the essence, and have miraculous effects on diseases in the internal organs.

For a moment, Wang Cheng was fascinated by reading the medical books in Mr. Li's study, and often asked Mr. Li that his theoretical attainments in medical science were no worse than Mr. Li, so he could read this book clearly and seemed to have discovered another new world.

As he was fascinated by reading the book, the purple light ball contained in the book kept flowing out a trace of purple aura into Wang Cheng's body, and he did not pay attention to this phenomenon.

"Wang Cheng, come and sort out the bookshelf."

It was not until Taoist Master Changxu called Wang Cheng over that he woke Wang Cheng up.

Wang Cheng's eyes were clear and he was still recalling the contents of the book in his mind. He hurriedly agreed: "Okay, here we come." He placed this Yuanqi Miracle Record in its original location. Wang Cheng went to sort out another bookshelves. The bookshelf were filled with Taoist health-preserving books collected by Zangding Temple. This was also some of the classics Wang Cheng was most interested in before, and most of them had read it because he wanted to live longer before.
Chapter completed!