In the evening, Yu Hong went out to look for food again, but unexpectedly received text messages in reply from Song Wuyu, Gao Wen, and Wei Chengjun, meaning that they had taken down his phone number and could contact him when he was free.

This surprised him a little, because he actually had no friendship with the three of them, he just saved them on Ponderosa Island.

Although the three of them owed him a favor, their relationship was not close.

However, the replies from the three people gave Yu Hong another channel to inquire about the news. Immediately, while eating beef soup vermicelli in the afternoon, Yu Hong sent his questions to the three people in the restaurant.

Soon, three messages were replied.

Wei Chengjun: "I'm not very sure about the situation on the island. It seems that the coast guard department invited people from Daomai to perform rituals. Now it has been completely sealed off and no one is allowed in."

Gao Wen: "The coast police have closed the island. It is said that we have invited experts from Zihe Palace to take action. This trip will definitely be done! Don't worry. If you are free recently, you can come to my home company. With your skills and body shape, brother, Just participate in some competitions and organize training together, you will definitely make money!"

Song whispered: "It was Mr. Yang who invited Kuchan Taoist from Zihe Palace. This is a top genius with the name of Tianmai among the nine innate sects. It is said that he was trained as the future master of Zihe Palace. To put it simply, It’s just that the big shots have come forward and the top elites have taken action, so we don’t have to worry anymore!”

Song Xiuyu is obviously the most powerful in his family, the best informed, and has the most detailed information.

While eating vermicelli, Yu Hong replied to three people with thank-you messages.

"It seems that Jiumen has indeed taken action to solve the hidden dangers of Ponderosa Island. It can actually solve the powerful danger that can corrode the black ship. Sure enough, the water here is deeper than I thought."

Think about the last monster that invaded the black ship?

It’s Agris, the dragon of the prison island!

Strictly speaking, Agris is considered a level nine black disaster, with its danger and threat reaching the highest level below war level.

"Of course, we can't be so sure. After all, the dangerous intensity of the living places found by the black ships is not necessarily certain. There are ones like Agris, and there are also the ones that were around level five or six like before."

After dinner and walking out of the beef soup restaurant, Yu Hong continued to use his mobile phone to ask about Hongmei Hotel and other matters. After knowing that Song's private messages were the best, he didn't bother to send group messages, but only contacted Song alone.

Soon, after he sent his question, there was a quick response. Song Xiyu made a call directly.

"Brother Yu, can you hear me?" Song's clear and serious voice came from the speaker.

"Well, I can hear you." Yu Hong replied.

"I didn't pay much attention to this aspect in Taizhou before. After I encountered danger this time, my parents helped me find an expert in the industry and explained the current situation in detail to me." "Well, what's the situation?"

"There are indeed a lot more disappearances and murders in Taizhou now. This is related to a terrorist organization called the Mud Fetus Cult."

"Clay prenatal education?"

"Yes, this force has existed for a long time, but it has always been hidden very deep. In the case of Huangsong Island, some people suspected that they were behind it." Song privately said that he had spent a lot of time catching up on lessons.

"Does mud prenatal education have any special characteristics?" Yu Hong suddenly recalled the people he saw at the entrance of the alley before, as well as some of the black tattoos exposed on their necks.

"I haven't heard of this. Now my dad has grounded me, and even the live broadcast recording equipment has been confiscated... Sigh." Song whispered helplessly.

Yu Hong comforted him for a few words and then hung up the phone.

After confirming that Huangsong Island was as expected and that there were indeed strong masters in Jiumen, he felt at ease.

At least this place has a tall roof even if the sky falls. Unlike in the camp, there is probably no one better than him in the world, he is just tall.

Nowadays, Taiyuan Zhengfa is rapidly improving, and Guanwu Gong has also begun to practice at the third level.

Everything is moving in the right direction.

As for prenatal education, he is not a tall person anymore, so it is not his turn to take care of it.

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In the suburbs of Taizhou, in a quiet bar, the light green lights dyed the entire bar green. In the booth facing the counter.

Three young men and women with purple-black hair were sitting opposite each other, eating fruit and vegetable snacks on the low table.

"Ku Chan from Dao Meridian Purple Harmony Palace has arrived. Everyone, please restrain your movements and don't make a big fuss." A handsome man with short hair and purple earrings reminded him while holding a mobile phone in one hand without raising his head.

"You already reminded me once yesterday." The purple-haired girl said impatiently.

"Say it again to deepen the impression." The handsome man put down his phone and glanced at the other party.

"Then when Kuchan leaves, can we do something big?" the girl asked. "It's better not to hide it." The man replied. "Are you worried about the local cleanliness concept?"

"No, Qingchen Temple is just a group of fake Taoist priests who only care about money. They have no ability. Taoism has long been in ruins. It is very easy to kill them. If we were not worried about Jiumen discovering the situation, Taizhou would have been our territory." The man shook his head.

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"What is that?" The girl frowned.

"Two special commissioners came from the province. They are very capable in investigating the case. They have already found out the low-level members of our periphery and arrested about ten people. It's very difficult."

"Then kill them."

"It's not that easy. They are protected by people from the special bureau."

"This won't work, that won't work either, it's so annoying!" The girl couldn't help but lean on the sofa and wave her hands in mid-air.

"What the leader means is to find an opportunity to control them and not kill people. Killing people will inevitably attract people from the Nine Sects. This degree must be grasped." The man said solemnly.

"Have they contacted the leader again?" The man who had been silent until now said. "Maybe. I don't know, but now everyone is waiting for the opportunity." The handsome man replied.

"trouble.."

The voices became quiet and the three of them stopped talking.★

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*Early October.

It’s autumn in Taizhou, and the streets are covered with fallen leaves and yellow leaves.

In Qingchen Temple, a new round of Jinyu Class students took shape again.

Yu Hong and Guo Shangdong were wearing Taoist robes not far away, watching another round of newcomers receive introductory instruction.

At this time, the autumn air is high and crisp, and the sun seems bright but has no warmth. It falls diagonally from above the Taoist temple courtyard, illuminating the surrounding area.

"Brother Yu, how are you doing with my Kung Fu training?" Guo Shangdong asked in a low voice while watching.

"No...it feels very difficult, this Tao method." Yu Hong shook his head, with a confused look on his face.

He has been here for two months. The first few floors are very easy, but he has been stuck on the fifth floor for a week.

So far it's still motionless.

"Master said it's normal to find it difficult. The most important thing about practicing Guanwu Gong is not to be anxious." Guo Shangdong sighed, "According to what I've heard about, people with stronger willpower should practice this Taoism, the easier it is to complete the first step of condensation. After the condensation is completed, you can break through simply by successfully defeating it. But a master uncle told me that the physical quality of the condensed fear illusion exceeds my own. .It’s not easy to defeat it.”

He finally got started these days and condensed the first-level illusion, but in the end he was brutally tortured.

"Then have you ever heard about any magic other than Taoism?" Yu Hong asked in a low voice.

"Spells? What kind of hand seals, dog blood, chicken blood, century-old peach wood sword, etc.?" Guo Shangdong blinked, "I asked about this, but my uncle said that if the Tao method cannot be used, there is no way to use the magic method. Use it. It has no effect.”

"Are you talking about magic?" Xunyang came over from the side and asked with a smile.

"Senior Sister Xunyang, come on, come on, give a lecture to our two new junior brothers." Guo Shangdong quickly invited her to join in the chat. "Well done, treat me to Hualing Restaurant!"

"You said it!" Xunyang suddenly became excited. "If you want to learn magic, you must first practice at least the first level of Taoism, because the various means and ultimate goals of magic are to facilitate us when we encounter When there is danger, we call out the illusion of fear that we have overcome and drive it to defeat the danger. In short, I use my fear to make the other party also fearful and lose their ability to resist."

"So mysterious?" Guo Shangdong was shocked, "Senior sister, can that fearful illusion really be summoned?" "Yes, but others can't see it. The only one who can see it is you. In short, it's your practice. Train yourself to create illusions, and then use illusions to defeat unknown threats. Of course, the actual application is mainly to deal with those virtual ones. If you want to use it to block knives and bullets, then forget it." Xunyang said with a smile.

"How can you explain it this way?" Guo Shangdong asked in surprise.

"Of course, hallucinations that can be controlled freely are called Taoism. Hallucinations that cannot be controlled and will attack oneself and affect one's mental state are called mental illness." Xunyang concluded highly.

"..." Yu Hong, who was standing beside him, looked slightly strange.

Now that he has practiced at the fifth level, he feels that he is really what Xunyang said, and his condition is indeed about the same.

"So, we can't fly over the walls like martial arts masters?" Guo Shangdong continued to ask.

"We are not meant to practice martial arts. We need to exercise. Did you teach a set of Seven Feather Fist from time to time in the morning training before? It is used to activate the blood and stretch the muscles and bones. In what age are we still practicing martial arts? Have you heard of it?

Without saying a word, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can knock him down with just one shot." Xunyang said with a wicked smile.

"Alas... I've been fantasizing about it for so long." Guo Shangdong sighed.

"So, all Taoist practices are spiritual training?" Yu Hong couldn't help but interject at this time.

"Absolutely. Why use a knife when you have guns and cannons? Are you afraid of being killed by a shot from beyond visual range?" Xunyang waved his fist and said matter-of-factly.

"That's right." Yu Hong nodded in understanding.

"The Taoism in our temple is pretty good. The real Taoism of the Nine Gates is called exaggeration. Those who have practiced it to a high level all look a little less human. With that temperament, if you just stop there,

Once the power is released, it feels like it can cleanse the whole body and soul of a person, it's very exaggerated!!" Xunyang used two exaggerations in a row to express her shock.

"Then among us, who has the best Guanwu Gong?" Yu Hong asked again.

"Who knows this? You just practice by yourself. If you don't tell yourself, no one will know what level you are. If you mess up, you can just go and get the medicine to save yourself. It's okay. The teachers won't ask. I only know who the official disciple is.

You have to practice at least one level. I don’t know the rest." Xunyang whispered.

layer……
Chapter completed!