As time went by, Zhang Xianyong's trick became more and more magical. The broth in the bottle of the tilted and bent bottleneck was still clear and had no intention of deterioration.

If it was in the middle of winter, it would be easy to understand, but now it is autumn. Although it is not that hot, the temperature is not low. It is amazing to make a bowl of broth not deteriorate for so many days.

More and more people are constantly visiting this house and seeing this magical scene. Is it true that the broth can be kept for a long time without deteriorating. This magical fact is unimaginable.

Today, as before, many people gathered in this house to see the magic.

As usual, he was talking stolenly, constantly discussing why this bottle had such magical power.

"Brother Lin, is this the bottle containing broth? It's been so many days, it hasn't deteriorated yet! It looks very clear!" A person who was watching the fun sighed, staring at the bottle and emitting light. Of course, although he was very amazed, there was also some doubt in his words, doubting whether the bottle had done something.

"Yes, it's this bottle. I saw it with my own eyes that day. The broth from a bowl has already deteriorated. Now this one is still very clear. If you don't have any tricks, how can you do this? It's still right that Zhang Shenxian said it must be those invisible tiny creatures at work..." The man called Brother Lin explained actively. As an old friend, he had to take someone to see the scene. Now there are very few people who can see that world with their own eyes. They don't know which day they will be waiting for. Coming here to see the scene has become the only choice for many people.

The person who came here listened to his companion's words and sighed for a long time. Seeing that his companion was so sure, the last bit of suspicion in his heart was gone. Although he wanted to tell if he had done something in this bottle, he could not ask the monk in front of him.

The old monk in front of me has not left for so many days. He meditates here every day. Not only does he meditate, but he also gets a set of equipment from somewhere and does this experiment by himself.

"Brother Zhang is here to tell the master..." The man called Brother Lin said something to his companion around him, bowed his hand, and walked carefully to the old monk.

"Master, I'm polite!" The man surnamed Lin bowed and bowed.

"Amitabha, it's the donor of the forest! I'm polite." The old monk also returned the tribute. There was some fatigue, some doubt in his eyes, and more joy, and persistence.

"Master, how is the verification?" asked the man surnamed Lin carefully. On the day Zhang Xianyong was speaking, he found Zhang Xianyong's fault with the old monk. He was an old acquaintance. Now the old monk is doing experimental verification, so he came over to ask the results.

"Amitabha, just like what Zhang Zhenren said, the open mouth quickly deteriorated. The one that bent the bottle has not deteriorated yet..." The old monk said with joy, with a naughty voice and tone, although the old monk said a little tired. The old monk said very lightly, but the voice spread throughout the house. Everyone who heard it all dispelled the last trace of doubt. While believing in this matter, he also admired the old monk.

"What the real person said is indeed reasonable, and only the way that everyone can prove is the real way!" The man surnamed Lin came over to learn about the results of the verification, and even sighed.

"Amitabha, although I have never seen that world with my own eyes, I am convinced now. That world must exist. It's a pity that there are very few people who can see that world! If you can see that world with your own eyes, you will die without regrets." The old monk said with emotion again.

"Oh..., it is said that when I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening. Now I believe it. What a pity!... Since the master is determined to see that world, why don't he ask Your Majesty? I want to be respected by the master as a high-ranking Buddhist monk. If I want to beg for Your Majesty, I may not be able to look at it in advance. It is also a wish! I pity my nameless person, who has no surname, has to wait until the day I can see it, I don't know what year or month it will take!" The man with the surname Lin sighed. Now the emperor has indeed opened a vent, but this vent is really limited. There are only a few people every day, from princes, nobles, ministers, etc., and I don't know how long it will take to complete it. It is his turn to see that world. People with the surname Lin feel that there is no chance. Instead, they think that the old monk can fight. This old monk is also a Buddhist monk and a leader, and his status is very different from that of ordinary people.

"Amitabha..." The old monk replied to the Buddha's name and couldn't speak. Although this was right, it might not be impossible for him to seek this as a Buddhist leader, but the old monk was also worried. Why did this happen in Taoism? Instead of his Buddhists? If Zhang Xianyong had such great ability and could do this career, the old monk would not believe it first. Although he was different from Zhang Xianyong and had different sects, he knew Zhang Xianyong well and knew that he definitely did not have such great ability. Now all the big limelight and careers that have been built by the emperor.

The root question is to go back to why the emperor supported Taoism, not Buddhism. He used his old face to ask the emperor to see the world in advance. Perhaps it could, but in fact, it cannot change anything. Without the emperor's support, everything is empty. If he cannot get the emperor's support, his status and reputation in Buddhism are afraid that he will be getting further and further away from Taoism. The old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and was thinking about this matter. How to get the emperor's support is the key, rather than simply asking the emperor to see the world in advance. The old monk's heart was struggling for both himself and Buddhism.

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Qianqing Palace.

Zhang Xianyong had enough of showing off outside and attacked to listen to the emperor's instructions.

"I'm going to see Your Majesty!" Zhang Xianyong was proud and looked like a master outside, but when he arrived at the emperor, he really couldn't stand that air, so he was cautious.

"No gifts, let's sit in real people." Yang Jie said.

"Thank you for your kindness." Zhang Xianyong thanked you seriously and then sat down, and was also upright.

"Haha, look at the spring breeze in the face of the real person, this life seems to be good!" Yang Jie smiled, feeling a little unbalanced. This guy was so glorious outside, making it prosperous, but he could only stay in the palace and spent all his energy thinking about the problem.

"When you go back to Your Majesty, I rely on Your Majesty to cultivate it, and all on Your Majesty to achieve it..." Zhang Xianyong immediately said that he really relies on the emperor's accomplishment to achieve what he is today.

"Hahaha, don't say this anymore. What I promised you will naturally have. As long as you don't mess up the matter," Yang Jingwei said with a smile.

"I thank Your Majesty for your cultivation and fulfillment." Zhang Xianyong said loudly again.

"What's the situation now? It should be put on the agenda for promoting new Taoism." Yang Jing asked. Whether Zhang Xianyong is so showy or so glorious, it is not just for him to be fun. It is his own black technology base, and he has to do practical things. Yang Jing doesn't like being a star like this all day long. Now these routines can only be played for a while. If you want to continue to force and squeeze Confucianism, Taoism must continue to produce results to convince the world that this proves truth and achieves success. Otherwise, the current temporary glory will last a few years, and everyone will see that there is no movement, and it is still the same as a few years ago. I am afraid that I will feel bragging. What can be achieved if I can break birth, old age, sickness and death, but it is just a gimmick.

It is not a few years or more to force Confucianism to reform and squeeze the status of Confucianism for more than ten years. With the deep-rooted situation of Confucianism in China, it is extremely easy to rebound without follow-up power. Only when Taoism continues to produce results can the world be convinced, challenge the status of Confucianism, force Confucianism to make continuous changes, and let China embark on the right path. When the natural sciences on Taoism become a textbook for students and must-read, a large number of students who believe in natural sciences have grown up and become the main force of society. This project that forces Confucianism to improve can be considered completed. Therefore, the time is quite long.

"Report to Your Majesty, it depends on Your Majesty." Zhang Xianyong immediately said sincerely. He really looked at the emperor in this matter. Now who in the world has more money than the emperor? To promote new Taoism, at least, you have to build a Taoist academy and recruit people, especially those equipment and experiments, which are even more expensive and have no effective support, but you really can't afford it. Zhang Xianyong is now looking at the emperor.

"Haha, this is easy to say. With the reputation and achievements of the real person today, I should give him the founding of the Dao Academy and the building of the Royal Taoist Academy. Since Taoism can defeat birth, old age, sickness and death, make contributions to the country, make contributions to the world, and make contributions to the people, we naturally need to vigorously support this. Don't worry, real person..." Yang Jing said with a smile. Since he talked with Sun Chengzong, he buried many thoughts in his heart. Without a thousand thoughts, this person immediately became much more cheerful and naturally felt good.

"I thank Your Majesty for your accomplishment..." Zhang Xianyong quickly stood up to thank him.

"No need, sit down, don't be too restrictive for real people." Yang Jingwei said again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhang Xianyong saw that the emperor told him not to be too restricted, so he magnified his courage and was less restricted. It was not that he wanted to be restrained, but that the emperor put too much pressure on him, and he couldn't do it if he didn't want to be restrained.

"The real person should produce results as soon as possible! Now the overseas expansion is imminent, and real persons need to protect it. If the real person has not had an effective means to deal with the smog and smog, it is afraid that it will damage the reputation of Taoism." Yang Jing urged Zhang Xianyong. Although Zhang Xianyong boasted that it is possible to overcome the smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog and smog, it is not enough to see that Yang Jing can indeed guide Zhang Xianyong to do what he wants.

, tell him wherever he can get special medicine, but Yang Jing also has his own plans. If everything is done by himself, it will obviously be boosted and promoted. Science should have its own system, constantly improving and developing the system. This is a complete scientific system. If everything is guided by himself, this system will undoubtedly have huge loopholes. If he is gone in the future, this system will probably be in a hurry. Therefore, it is necessary to put pressure on Taoism and let Taoism learn to make progress. Of course, if it really doesn't work, Yang Jing still has to come out to provide a guarantee.

"I understand, I understand, I will work hard and do my best to complete what Your Majesty has assigned..." Zhang Xianyong felt extremely stressful when he heard the emperor say this. The glory and good mood of these days were gone in an instant. Zhang Xianyong's current standards and tricks were given by the emperor. If he really wanted him to make something to deal with smoke and smog, he really didn't know where to get it. Now some methods to deal with smoke and smog diseases can only be said to be defensive means, such as not drinking raw water, burying feces, etc., and he really had any disease. Zhang Xianyong could not come up with any medicine to cure the disease.

"I also want to remind real people that doing this is boring and dangerous. Taoism must make enough psychological preparations and make enough sacrifices." Faced with Zhang Xianyong, who is now infinity, Yang Jing began to pour cold water. Doing scientific research requires calming down and not being able to calm down. It is obviously not possible to do scientific research. Chasing Zhang Xianyong and making him stand out is to make him confront Confucianism, and that is also impossible. In fact, if there is no Confucianism, Yang Jing hopes to have a low-key Taoist.

"Report to Your Majesty, I understand that Taoism has prepared for sacrifice. For Your Majesty, for the country, for the people of the world, and for the Taoism, I am willing to give your Majesty the advice..." Zhang Xianyong immediately expressed his thoughts. Zhang Xianyong also understood this. They used microscopes to study the microscope, including those diseases, and of course, they would get sick if they were not careful. Zhang Xianyong was indeed prepared for this. It was nothing else. After seeing that world, he still dealt with those things every day, and he didn't even have this psychological preparation. That was really a big nerve.

"Well, okay, I think you can learn from those barbarians." Yang Jing thought about it and decided to give Zhang Xianyong some tips. Yang Jing did not expect to teach Zhang Xianyong how to do it "step by step". It would be better for Zhang Xianyong to find a way to succeed by himself.

"...Learn from the barbarians?" Zhang Xianyong's heart skipped a beat, remembering the scene where he and the barbarian stood aside for the emperor to choose. He put on a talisman, and the barbarians were other things. The emperor particularly liked the barbarians' things and looked down on his talisman... Although the emperor finally chose him, Zhang Xianyong felt trembling when he thought of this.

"Yes, those barbarians are also believers, and they also have their own teachings. In order to preach, their believers can travel thousands of miles to our Ming Dynasty. I think this is a spirit of sacrifice and worth learning from Taoism. Of course, the Tao proved by Taoism today is related to the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years. Naturally, we cannot tell the Tao casually to outsiders that I want to say that this spirit can be learned, but there must be some differences..." Yang Jing reminded. Speaking of this, Yang Jing did not
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