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373,Entry

The top of the moon.

On the small road in Chishan, under the light of the moon, a downcast Taoist wearing an indigo robe was walking slowly.

The warm summer breeze should have been warm, but it did not blow away the coldness in the Taoist heart.

Birds and beasts return to their nests, and even the chirping of insects is rarely heard.

The surrounding land is full of traces of rummaging, the bark and grass roots have disappeared, leaving only a bare expanse.

Chiyang Palace, said to be his Taoist temple, is actually a small Taoist temple that provides shelter from wind and rain.

The front hall is dedicated to the clay sculpture of the founder, and the back hall is where he rested. The courtyard walls are crooked, and the so-called gate is crumbling.

Chi Xuan stepped into the Chiyang Palace and stood in front of the main hall, looking at the clay sculpture of the founder in front of him and the tablets of the various palace lords of the Chiyang Palace.

Take out the Zunhun Banner and place it on it.

The three-foot soul flag, with the evil ghost skeleton biting the flag, is in front of the main pole, and the floating ghosts are competing to stretch out their hands, as if they want to crawl out of the flag.

Chi Xuan raised his body and bowed, "Please teach me, Demon Lord."

A black figure walked out of the soul flag, took two futons beside him, placed them in front of him, sat cross-legged and said, "What do you want?"

Chi Xuan sat cross-legged on another futon that had become a thin cushion. Without thinking too much, he said calmly: "I want to change this damn muddy world."

Tu Shanjun looked at Chi Xuan and said calmly: "Practice well."

There were no profound words, no words about how many scriptures I have to help you solve your problems. Tushanjun simply said these few words, as plainly as telling others to eat when they are hungry.

That’s right, you should eat when you are hungry and drink water when you are thirsty.

If you are weak and have no power, then make yourself stronger.

The experience in Long County was a baptism of blood and fire, and it also subverted Chi Xuan's view of the world. Looking at Tu Shanjun's incarnation, he suddenly felt that his previous understanding of demons was too narrow.

No, it's not that he has a narrow understanding of demons.

But at the beginning, I looked at the red-horned Taoist in black robes who sat under the big locust tree and read tiredly from a narrow and traditional perspective.

Having the appearance of a demon does not mean that the Taoist is originally a demon. It may be caused by the martial arts, or he may have practiced a Tao that is different from the ordinary one.

Who said this is the only way.

There are millions of Tao.

The so-called deviance is not a brave attempt.

Under the big locust tree.

Tu Shanjun's true self suddenly opened his eyes. He just... seemed to have taken a step forward. He raised his blue-white ghost hand, Tu Shanjun clenched his fist and murmured softly: "Sure enough."



The next day.

Although Chi Xuan's cultivation level is not high, he can still open the storage bag if he has the magic power.

Tu Shanjun took out a small cauldron and matched it with the treasures of heaven and earth stored in the storage bag.

Brewing elixirs to improve personal physique and cultivation.

The incarnation of the third level of Qi training had to stay in front of Xiaoding for a long time, control the fire and use different alchemy techniques to melt the spiritual materials.

Chi Xuan, who was squatting at the door of the hall, couldn't figure it out. He could only hold two spiritual stones and try his best to restore his magic power.

Looking at the spiritual stone in his hand that was gradually turning white, Chi Xuan felt heartbroken.

He almost lost his life to earn two spiritual stones. After half a day's work, the spiritual stones were already white.

If it weren't for his trust in Tu Shanjun and his determination to become stronger, Chi Xuan would have refused to use it at all. Even though he became a monk, he still had the timidity of a common man and his extraordinarily stubborn attachment to his property.

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That is to say, Tu Shanjun doesn't care about him. Otherwise, he is an alchemy master who personally brews the medicine for modifying Qigong techniques for monks at the third level of Qi training. Not to mention how many spiritual stones he has to charge, he will not sell it just for this face.

Chi Xuan sighed, but still quickly absorbed the spiritual energy from the spirit stone to restore his mana.

He also wanted to use the Yin Soul Pill to restore his mana, but Tu Shanjun told him that the dosage of the Yin Soul Pill should be controlled and should not be used for such trivial matters as restoring mana. It should all be used to improve his own cultivation.

Thinking of this, Chi Xuan squeezed the spirit stone in his hand

Just listen to a click.

The white spirit stone turned into a few pieces of gravel, and then as the last spiritual energy was absorbed by him, the small gravel turned into powder like weathering, falling to the ground along the gap in Chi Xuan's hand.

Chi Xuan looked at the spirit stone powder.

I can only comfort myself that this is all for practice and to return to Long County for revenge as soon as possible.

The ideals we chatted about yesterday were too lofty and now we have to hide them in our hearts. The top priority is to improve our cultivation and return to Long County to avenge Zhang Xincheng and the children buried under the county government.

"If it's broken, replace it with another one."

A calm voice came from the main hall, awakening Chi Xuan who was staring at the spirit stone powder in a daze.

Chi Xuan stood up violently, then knelt on the ground: "The ancestor is here, the disciple can only use the two spiritual stones passed down from the ancestors."

When his master was dying, he passed on four things to him.

The Red Sheep Palace was barely sheltered from the wind and rain, two ancestral spiritual stones, talismans and seals, and the precious indigo robe with red edges on his body.

He thought he would always guard the spirit stone, but he didn't expect that just a few years later, the spirit stone could no longer be kept.

When he was about to kowtow, a hand-held magic circle made of spiritual stones fell in front of him.

"Use this."

The magic circle is composed of multiple spiritual stones, and the abundance of spiritual energy is simply unprecedented.

Tushanjun himself didn't even know how many spiritual stones he had in his storage bag.

Apart from setting up formations, this thing has no other use for him. Many of the spiritual stones accumulated in Daheishan are in his storage bag.

With the blessing of the spiritual stone array, the incarnation can brew the alchemy liquid more smoothly.

dusk.

The forest is covered with golden color.

Most of the two suns in the sky disappeared, and the originally hot and burning steam turned into mist and enveloped the distant mountains.

"Jump in."

Standing in front of the seven-foot tall cauldron, Chi Xuan hesitated.

This pot of spiritual liquid had extraordinary aura, but the boiling bubbles from time to time made him feel a little scared. If he went in, he didn't know if he would be steamed.

Any ordinary person would not dare to jump in directly.

Seemingly sensing Chi Xuan's hesitation, Tu Shanjun explained: "The temperature is not high."

Chi Xuan first went to the backyard to wash himself off, then returned to the cauldron and jumped in directly.

As soon as he entered the cauldron, he felt a scorching heat coming over him, stinging his skin, and the rising steam made him feel like he couldn't breathe at all.

Tu Shanjun took out a bamboo tube, handed it to Chi Xuande inside the cauldron and said, "Drink it."

Refining the skin, forging the bones, stabilizing the internal organs, and widening the meridians.

This cauldron of spiritual liquid is enough for a monk at the third level of Qi training to absorb it for several days without eating or drinking. Chi Xuan only felt that his whole body was greedily absorbing the spiritual energy, squeezing and crushing the impurities in his body bit by bit.

Bidige

The meridians that were originally like streams are slowly widening, able to accommodate more mana.

Moreover, this is the Alchemy Spiritual Liquid specially prepared by Tu Shanjun for Chi Xuan to practice the martial arts. With the help of this spiritual liquid, it can save several years of hard training, and there is no need to slowly replace the martial arts and the mana of the meridians.

Tu Shanjun turned his palm over, and his spiritual light focused on the magic circle engraved on the alchemy cauldron.

A layer of pale light curtain isolates Chi Xuan from the outside world.

In this way, Chi Xuan's practice process will not be interrupted even if someone disturbs him.

"Operation technique."

Chi Xuan did not hesitate, thought out the magic formula, and transformed the magic seals with his hands to condense into the Qi Seal Training Technique.

The Fire Sutra Annotation is the basic exercise method of Wanfa Sect and has rich previous experience. Qianfan Annotation has already thoroughly studied this exercise method. Even a beginner in practice can be stable just by relying on this sutra.

of practice.

The magical power obtained through practice is strong, and its explosive power is like a blazing flame.

Six days passed by.

On this day, the spiritual light flourished.

Chi Xuan stood up in the cauldron. His appearance did not change much, but his body became stronger than before and became tougher. A faint red light could be seen swimming in the meridians.

Even Chi Xuan himself was surprised.

He felt that not only had his cultivation not declined, but he had made considerable progress.

In six days, a cauldron of spiritual liquid helped him transform his skills and at the same time, it also allowed him to reach the fifth level of Qi training, surpassing the early stage and entering the middle stage of Qi training.

Chi Xuan never dared to think about such an entry before.

He stretched out his palm and looked at the flowing red lines, as if he could intuitively see the status of his own meridians and the strong mana flowing in them without looking inside.

Chi Xuan wanted to inspire the power to hide these visions.

"It is a normal phenomenon for the body to be washed. It will no longer be the case once the spiritual energy around the body subsides."

The calm voice fell.

Looking back at the soul flag, the three-foot soul flag was standing on the low table.

There was a little more awe in Chi Xuan's eyes. He had also been in awe of Tushanjun before, but it was more of fear, and he was holding on to himself despite the huge pressure.

That's why he tried his best to avoid contact with Tushanjun, and also avoided using exercises and elixirs.

It's different now.

More of admiration and wonder.

Using the method of incarnation to refine the cauldron elixir, help him resolve the problem of converting to a new cultivation method, and also make his cultivation more advanced. This method is really amazing.

Tu Shanjun did not notice Chi Xuan's admiring gaze.

The most important thing this time is to lay the foundation and repair the messy meridians caused by Chi Xuan's blind practice. The cultivation level is just a little incidental, and the original intention is not to improve Chi Xuan's cultivation level.

Chi Xuan stretched out his hand to take away the soul flag, activated his magic power, and the soul flag turned into a foot. He put it into his sleeve robe and said: "I returned from Long County and stayed in the mountains for too long. I need to go to the city to have a chat with Old Man Chen.

Tell me why."

"We also need to confirm the child's safety." Chi Xuan added.

In fact, this is also his main purpose.

A spiritual talisman floated out from the banner: "There are several usable magic weapons in the holding talisman. Take it with you for self-defense."

Chi Xuan did not pretend to be pretentious, he took out the holding talisman, put the breast mirror through the inner lining, put armor talismans on his limbs, his legs were divine walking, and the two lines on the arms were called tortoise armor, and the second was draped through the arms.

What surprised him was that there was also a red flying sword.

In fact, monks' fighting skills are not all about flying swords, but as a monk, you always need a good flying sword for self-defense.

After replacing the mahogany sword on his body, Chi Xuan carried the red flying sword down the mountain and rushed to Jicheng.



"Did the Taoist priest have an accident? Why hasn't there been any news for so long?"

"It's been the same in the past. The Taoist priest is a capable man and we don't need to worry."

"However, due to the spread of the epidemic in the city, the county has begun to restrict entry and exit."

Old man Chen was leaning against the bed board, holding his sleeves in his hands. He didn't look too worried. Looking at the baby in his mother-in-law's arms, his originally nervous expression now relaxed a little.

The couple had no children, and they thought this would be the end of their lives.

Unexpectedly, I have a companion in my old age.

Of course they were sad and worried about the loss of Zhang Xincheng, but such a smart child would never change his surname to Chen no matter how old he was, and even his younger brother would not be surnamed Chen.

"Dongdong."

There was a knock on the door.

Old Man Chen suddenly jumped up, walked slowly to the door, and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"


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