Skilled in managing a house

Under Brother Biao's instructions, everyone split up to check the conditions of each work shed.

Li Mingyue did not move. Jiang Xue originally wanted to follow him to have a look, but seeing Li Mingyue standing there, she asked curiously: "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"This is really weird. We all fell off the bed, and the workers here also fell off. What happened? It can't be a coincidence." Li Mingyue said.

"It definitely can't be a coincidence, but I can't see what the problem is," Kong Ping said.

"Come on, let's go back to the room, take the magic weapon, and check it carefully. If you didn't see it during the day, I don't believe it. In this case, you can't see the problem." Li Mingyue waved her hand and moved toward them. Rush to the work shed.

Yang Desheng and three others followed, and the four of them returned to the work shed. Li Mingyue and Yang Desheng put on their Taoist robes first, and then came out again with the magical instruments.

Li Mingyue held the compass, Yang Desheng held the fly whisk, Jiang Xue held the mahogany sword, and Kong Ping dangled the Sanqing Bell.

The result was that everything was normal and nothing wrong was found.

After comparing for a long time, it was already dark and the sound of an ambulance could be heard.

Jiang Xue put down the mahogany sword and said with a flat mouth: "Brother, there is no problem. Otherwise, give the master a call and ask him to come over."

"It seems that we can only find Master. I really don't know what is going on. If we can find some clues, that would be great. Master has to take action in everything. If you return to the Taoist temple, you might be laughed at by Zhang Qingfeng ." Li Mingyue said a little reluctantly.

"Second Senior Brother, this is Master's property. Don't let anything happen again. Otherwise, we can't afford it." Yang Desheng said.

"That's true. I'll make a call right now." Li Mingyue took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Yu's phone number.

Lu Zu Pavilion.

In the abbot's courtyard, neither Zhang Yu nor Xiong Jian slept that night.

Zhang Yu has been living here for a few days, firstly practicing on his own, and secondly guiding Xiong Jian.

Normally, Taoism and Dharma are conducted step by step, and the master leads you to practice on an individual basis. But now, Xiong Jian's Qi cultivation suddenly improved by leaps and bounds, which even Zhang Yu was a little unexpected about.

Xiong Jian was also honest and told Zhang Yu about his dream about an old Taoist dancing. He dreamed about the old Taoist for three consecutive nights, and as a result, his energy increased significantly for no reason.

Zhang Yu knew that this was a kind of opportunity, and he could never ask for it. Just like your own opportunities, others cannot ask for them.

Lu Zuge used to belong to the Quanzhen Sect, which focused on practicing Qi first and then practicing techniques. At present, Xiong Jian does not have the compilation of Zhengzheng Yijiao, so some Taoist techniques cannot be used, but Zhang Yu does not want Xiong Jian to be idle during this period, so he teaches him some commonly used Taoist techniques. That is, the use of magical instruments.

At this moment, in Xiong Jian's hand, he holds a money sword. The money sword is a relatively conventional magical weapon that is found in every Taoist temple. The only difference is the copper coins on it.

The money sword in Xiong Jian's hand is relatively ordinary, and its power is naturally not as powerful as Zhang Yu's money sword.

"Do it!" Zhang Yu said, pointing to a wooden stake in front of him.

Xiong Jian was unequivocal and took out a fire talisman from his pocket. The fire talisman he used had a bright yellow paper. Zhang Yu gave this to him and asked him to draw the talisman with blood. I didn't expect that Xiong Jian actually did it.

The bright yellow talisman paper was pasted on the money sword, and a red light immediately glowed on the sword. Xiong Jian let go, and the money sword automatically spun a few times. He immediately pointed forward, and with a "whoosh" sound, the money sword shot forward, "grabbed" the ground, and pierced the wooden stake.

"Wow!"

The flames suddenly rose, and the power of the bright yellow talisman was evident. In the blink of an eye, the wooden pile was reduced to ashes.

"So powerful." Xiong Jian was immediately dumbfounded. He never thought that he could be so powerful.

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Take the sword back."

"Yes!" Xiong Jian raised his hand and the money sword returned to his palm.

Zhang Yu was very satisfied with his performance and continued: "Now take apart the money sword and make it form a sword with your thoughts."

"Is this possible?" Xiong Jian couldn't believe it.

Zhang Yu raised his hand, and a series of copper coins came out of his sleeves, and then formed a money sword and fell into his palm.

"This" Xiong Jian was immediately dumbfounded.

"Now do as I say." Zhang Yu said calmly.

"Yes, Master." Xiong Jian just nodded.

Zhang Yu asked him to sit down cross-legged, and with a wave of his hand, the red color on the money sword in Xiong Jian's hand was cut off, and the copper coins were scattered everywhere.

Zhang Yu then told Xiong Jian the secret he had learned at the beginning, and asked Xiong Jian to follow this method. His mind would communicate with the copper coins, and the copper coins would completely become his magical weapon.

This is one of Zhang Yu's unique skills. Xiong Jian is grateful to Zhang Yu for teaching him.

Zhang Yu gave a few words of encouragement. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he stretched out and planned to go into the room and take a nap.

Unexpectedly, the cell phone in my pocket rang, "Ring ring ring ring ring."

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Li Mingyue calling. Zhang Yu was a little puzzled. Why did he get a call just after dawn?

"Hello." Zhang Yu answered directly.

"Hey, Master. Something happened." Li Mingyue's voice immediately rang on the phone.

"What happened?" Zhang Yu asked.

"That's what happened." Li Mingyue immediately explained everything that happened on the construction site.

After hearing what he said, Zhang Yu couldn't help but be surprised, "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, but it's evil. Master, what do you think we should do now?" Li Mingyue said.

"I will go to the construction site to check the situation." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay, Master, please hurry up. Many people were injured this morning." Li Mingyue said.

"I know." Zhang Yu nodded and hung up the phone.

He put his cell phone back in his pocket, looked at Xiong Jian who was sitting cross-legged, and said, "Xiong Jian, you practice well. I have something to do as a teacher and I have to go down the mountain to do it."

"Master, do you need my help?" Xiong Jian jumped up immediately.

"No, the most important thing for you now is to practice diligently. You are the abbot of Lu Zuge. If you can't show some real skills, you will be laughed at." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"It's Master, don't worry, I will never embarrass you!" Xiong Jian said solemnly.

Everyone knows that Zhang Yu is a busy man. During the days when they stayed at Wudang Taoist Temple, Xiong Jian and the others also chatted with Zhang Yu's disciples to learn about the situation of Wudang Taoist Temple.

Cultivation in Wudang Taoist Temple is entirely done by individuals who are led by their masters to practice. Zhang Yu never supervises his disciples' cultivation. He only gives lectures once and is not in the Taoist temple most of the time. Almost all disciples are free-range and rely entirely on themselves.

The guidance he has received from Zhang Yu these days has exceeded Zhang Yu's care for his disciples.

Especially when Zhang Yu teaches skills, he focuses on key points and is extremely practical.

Zhang Yu nodded with satisfaction and left the yard.

There were some disciples of Zhang Yu's sect here. He made a phone call and summoned the disciples to get up. Then he left Lu Zu Pavilion and returned to Zhendong District.