"The reason why the ancient Taoist art has declined is nowhere to be verified. However, there may be many reasons for the decline of a school and a tradition, not just because of decay...

For example, natural disasters, man-made disasters, lost disasters, no successors, etc.

Zhongxing shook his head and said, "Qingming, I hope you can understand the ancient Taoist arts and find out the specific reasons for the decline of Taoist arts.

As long as you can figure this out, you can choose the good ones and follow them, and correct the bad ones, accommodate the essence and remove the dross.

After you have such a thorough understanding, you will become the top Onmyoji in the world and will no longer easily appear that will make you helpless."

Qingming thoughtfully and said softly: "Is this the Tao chosen by Master for me?"

...

The next day, the weather cleared and the sun was shining.

In front of the palace group, Chen Qianqian sat cross-legged on the green cushion, formed seals with her hands and practiced with her skills. A large amount of spiritual energy continued to gather three feet above her head, and gradually formed a vortex of spiritual energy. She extracted the pure spiritual energy from the vortex and sucked into her body through her eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Su Jin stood in front of her and whispered to her. Whenever Chen Qianqian didn't understand anything, she would answer her questions and questions as soon as possible, which made the latter's understanding of Taoism progress rapidly in a short period of time, which was a very fast approach...

Qingming was wearing a white robe, black crown, and holding a wooden fracture fan in his hand. He stood not far away, watching the teaching quietly, trying his best to understand the true meaning of Taoism from Su Jin's mouth, but he became more and more confused.

He had knowledge about Yin and Yang techniques in his mind, and could not bring any help to him in understanding Taoism. The two were like two clearly separated rivers, without any overlapping.

"Hello, is the palace in front of you the residence of Lord Zhongxing?" Just as he was dizzy, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Qingming was startled and turned around and saw a young man wearing a crimson palace robe, a brass-colored short crown, and a willow knife on his waist, standing quietly behind him with a hundred black armored soldiers.

"Who are you?" Qingming asked with a look of alertness as if a storm was stirring up in his heart.

If only one person approached him quietly, it would be acceptable, but if an army of hundreds of people came to him, he would not notice it, which made him a little unacceptable.

"I'm here with the palace mage Nuo Ran. Can you ask the young man who is?" The young man in scorching robe bowed to him and asked.

Upon hearing the word "Courtesy", Qingming's heart was shocked and she replied, "My name is Qingming, I am the eldest disciple of Master Zhongxing... I dare to ask Lord Nuoran to come to my sect and look for my master, what's wrong?"

"I came with the Queen's Secret Order, which is of great importance. I wonder if Lord Qingming can recommend Master Zhongxing to us, and then we will explain in detail." Nuo Ran said.

"It's been three hundred years. You came to the main body of the snake, right?" At this time, Zhongxing's body suddenly appeared in front of everyone and asked softly.

"You dare to ask me, yes?"

"I am Zhongxing."

Nuo Ran hurriedly bowed and said, "The palace mage Nuo Ran, pay homage to Lord Zhongxing... Reply to the words of the master, I really came for the original body of the snake. Three hundred years have passed, and the seal on the snake's body is too weak. We need to gather four technicians again to strengthen the seal of the snake."

Zhongxing pursed his lips and pondered: "Sealing the Snake is indeed an undeniable thing. But I still need to watch the seal of the Snake's soul here, and I dare not leave for a moment. Qingming, go to the Shendu for me."

Qingming said in shock: "Master, my disciple's cultivation is far from yours. It's about sealing the snake..."

"Onmyoji should not be arrogant, but he should not belittle himself." Tadaosuke interrupted him and said seriously: "Hyeon, believe in yourself."

At the same time, Su Jin stopped teaching Chen Qianqian, secretly sent a message, called Xiaolongnu and Meng Qi out of the palace, and brought the three of them to Qingming: "The disaster snake is about to break the seal, and the Goddu is in trouble again. How can we be missing such a grand event? Qingming, I am also going to Shendu. Are you going with me or alone?"

Qingming remembered the secret conversation with his master, and with the idea of ​​a glimpse of ancient Taoist techniques, he said, "I will go with you and I from here to Shendu. The journey is long. Let's go together and have a look after each other."

Su Jin nodded and said, "Mr. Zhongxing, what are the instructions?"

Tadao shook his head and waved his hand and said, "It's a good journey."

Afterwards, Nuoran rejected the invitation of Su Jin and others to join, and both sides rushed to Shendu along different routes...

One day, evening, the sunset is red.

Qingming, who had been running for thousands of miles, looked at Su Jin who still looked as usual, and finally felt relieved.

It’s okay for those female Shikigamis to forget it. Shikigami’s physical fitness is better than Onmyoji. It’s just a matter of waiting for a thousand miles to travel, but it’s strange that Su Jin has such exaggerated physical strength and endurance.

Could it be that there is a special method of practicing the body among the ancient Taoist techniques?

"Tired?" Seeing that he suddenly stopped, Su Jin asked with a smile.

Qingming looked up from a distance and pointed to an inn on the hillside ahead: "I have been rushing for five days in a row, and I am very tired. Let's go to that shop for one night to rest and go on a journey tomorrow morning."

Su Jin looked in the direction of his finger, and a purple light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "The barren mountains and wild ridges, the lonely inn, are afraid of being ominous."

Qingming said: "Sir Su Jin is scared?"

Su Jin laughed and said, "Yes, I'm very scared. There was something wrong with that inn at a glance, so let's continue to rush."

Qingming: "…"

"Why do you look at me with this kind of gaze?" Su Jin asked.

Qingming took a breath and smiled strongly, "I was wrong, Lord Su Jin."

"If you know the mistake, you will correct it. There is no great benefit." Su Jin raised his foot and said, "Let's go and see what the inn is famous."

Soon after, everyone came to the inn. A puppet doll that seemed quite festive moved to the entrance door and spoke: "Welcome to Meimeng Inn. My shopkeeper is waiting for you inside, please follow me."

"My Dream Inn... is a inn that can make people dream come true?" Su Jin asked after entering the door.

"As an inn, I have the obligation to provide customers with a wonderful night. This is the real meaning of Meimeng Inn." In the inn, behind the counter, a handsome young man with a handsome appearance said with a smile.

"Are you the inn shopkeeper?" Su Jin asked.

"That's right." The young man said: "I'm in the next surname Wu, you can call me...Shopkeeper Wu."
Chapter completed!