This little wuzhuo is calm and unfazed by favors and humiliations. He is as good as a young monk. What a good kid he is. The more he looks at him, the more lovable he is.
If it were a certain little maid who saw him coming back, she would definitely scream immediately.
Coupled with the relationship between Chen Chi and himself, he was originally the first candidate for human arbitration, but it was a pity that his origin...
But this guy Fang Ziqi is also a very good person, with a pure nature, and he will help others for a lifetime at night. The rest depends on his own destiny.
Zhou Yizheng was thinking about it when he saw Chen Chi suddenly startled, raised his head suddenly, and looked at him in surprise.
"Master? Are you back?"
"Uh...yes, hasn't the young monk been back for a while?"
Surprise slowly bloomed on Xiao Wuzuo Gujing Mubo's face, and he suddenly screamed loudly: "Master is back..."
...la...ah...
……ah!"
"Snapped!"
The sound of a pot falling came from the kitchen.
Xiang Zhu Feng appeared at the door, holding a basket of bilo and naan cakes in his hand. He looked at Zhou Yi with surprise and joy, but did not speak for a while.
"Lie... I am above, Chen Chi, please stop shouting, you will wake up all the neighbors."
Zhou Yi stopped Chen Chi, who was still shouting excitedly, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Is it possible that this little fool who has been in a daze all day is not really calm, but just... reacts a beat slower than ordinary people?
Fortunately, fortunately, Prince Ao Si added such a condition.
Otherwise, if Chen Chi is really chosen as the referee, in the middle of the fight, he suddenly screams, and no matter who of the two bosses shakes his hand, his life will be ruined and his body will be scattered hundreds of miles away!
Compared to Chen Chi who was ecstatic, Xiangzhu was unexpectedly calm.
She stared at Zhou Yi for a long time, then raised the empty flat basket in her hand and said with a smile: "Sir, you can have my Bi... Luo tomorrow morning."
Zhou Yi smiled back: "Speak carefully and don't pant. Can't you do it tonight?"
"This... that... I want to prepare something fresh."
"Sure... that's okay too."
Xiangzhu tilted her head: "Sir, will you go on a long trip recently?"
Zhou Yi whispered the Buddha's name: "Far away? This time the young monk didn't go very far, right?"
Xiangzhu was stunned for a moment, then with a happy smile on his face, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked into the kitchen holding a flat basket.
"Is it true that deliberately posing in such a style will not show off your flaws?"
Zhou Yi sighed.
If it weren't for the clear information in the small black letters, the lazy little maid had given up learning to make biloba a few days after she left, but would go to the market stall to buy ready-made biro every morning in case she came back suddenly...
He really thought that Xiangzhu would evolve into a little cook.
Suddenly, Zhou Yi remembered the story he read in the bookstore.
Looking at the familiar figure in the kitchen, there was a hint of compassion in his eyes, and he whispered the Buddha's name.
"Infinite Life Buddha..."
…
Time passes quietly.
The long night is exhausted, and the day is coming.
Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of expectation.
"I wonder if Qingyan will be born this time?"
Zhou Yi was actually not very convinced in his heart.
After all, the previous few times when the green smoke was produced, it was after I killed the demons.
But he also had an indescribable feeling.
I always felt that I had done something unusual to that flying female corpse Cui Ying'er.
When the sword energy soaked in Buddha's light cut off the soul-binding rope of the elder of the Hidden Sect through the air, it also cut off something else.
This time, although they did not kill ghosts or monsters, they did kill the Cui brothers and sisters' "karma".
So, what is supposed to come will still come, right?
In the small courtyard, Zhou Yi sat alone on a wicker chair, with his back facing the sky.
Er, the first ray of morning light penetrated the clouds and haze and fell into the world.
Day and night are divided, Yin and Yang alternate.
Nothing happened.
There was a hint of disappointment in Zhou Yi's eyes.
"There's none?"
The blue smoke did not arrive on time as he had guessed.
However, in the next moment, Zhou Yi's body trembled slightly, and that mysterious and familiar feeling spread from the bottom of his heart.
Nine small characters wrapped in golden light arrived as promised.
'Behead evil corpses, suppress female tyrants, and pacify impermanence.'
Immediately afterwards, the air shook slightly.
A wisp of green smoke came out of it.
It quickly poured into Zhou Yi's fingertips.
"Here he comes! The little baby who is supposed to come will still come, but it will be delayed? So, I still killed the monster after all."
Zhou Yi stared at the small golden black characters, his eyes staying on the last six characters.
On the lake of the heart, it seems as if a gentle breeze is blowing, causing ripples.
"Suppress the female demon, determine the impermanence? Impermanence..."
A vague thought floated through Zhou Yi's mind, and then he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the creation brought about by the green smoke.
The breath in the body begins to improve.
The power of health maintenance has also been strengthened again.
But this time, it seems that it is not simply developing vertically, but starting to expand horizontally.
And it becomes more profound and mysterious.
"Is it possible that because I have comprehended the art of magic, my health-preserving power also needs some creation to nourish the energy of my art?"
Zhou Yi suddenly realized.
He could feel that the green smoke obtained this time had completely divided the health-preserving power into two channels.
The energy of martial arts and the energy of martial arts.
Although the two are essentially one, they can be switched at will.
But Zhou Yi's martial arts was one step ahead after all, and now he has reached the soul-watching state.
Although this green smoke also helps to improve martial arts, it is more used to nourish the energy of martial arts that has just been harvested.
Zhou Yi closed his eyes and thought, still playing with the two round elm leaves in his hand.
Between his fingers, there were faint spots of light flowing down into the leaves.
The elm money trees on the left and right behind me swayed gently in the morning breeze.
Make a rustling sound.
Those who practice magic use magic to cast magic, and use magic to prove magic.
All conditioned phenomena are impermanent.
Or so to speak——
...All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata...
…
In the days that followed, Zhou Yi recited Buddhist scriptures, studied Dharma, and teased Ye Ma and the maid, which was leisurely and fulfilling.
The people in the county seemed to be very forgetful. Gradually, the criticism about Chen Chi decreased, and the enthusiasm for the Miaoshou Silver Monk also dropped a lot.
Of course, the decrease in enthusiasm is limited to male county residents.
The day before the Ghost Festival, Zhou Yi went to the Xu Mansion to perform moxibustion on the sons of several friends of Xu Xiaolangjun. Along the way, he received biluo as gifts from more than 20 women.
After coming back, two large baskets were filled directly. Xiangzhu gritted his teeth when he saw it, and asked Xiao Zuo if he had leaked the news that the monk liked to eat bilo.
In fact, anyone with eyes would guess something if they saw the maid from the Silver Monk's family secretly buying Piro.
Although not many people saw it, they couldn't help but spread the word.
Xiaowu is an honest and honest person and never speaks out.
Zhou Yi didn't bother to expose it, not because of someone's face, but because he didn't want this restless Pearl Maid to cause any trouble again.
Every morning early in the morning, when Xiangzhu was wiping his sweat and working hard to serve the steaming biloba, Zhou Yi would always give a few compliments, and the little man would just eat without talking, and they cooperated tacitly.
The days when there is no need to run around and slay monsters and save people are like a fleeting moment, passing by in a hurry.
In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
Zhou Yi has mastered the illusion and invisibility techniques in the secret book of Tianshi Dao.
In the final analysis, this technique is the power and changes produced by the Qi of the technique cultivated by practitioners, which controls the five movements and six qi between heaven and earth.
What are the Five Movements: the movement patterns of the five elements of wood, fire, earth, metal and water.
What are the six qi: the six climate changes of wind, cold, heat, dampness, dryness and fire corresponding to the six meridians of Taiyang, Shaoyang, Yangming, Taiyin, Shaoyin and Jueyin.
The so-called god is wind in the sky, wood on the earth, heat in the sky, fire on the earth, moisture in the sky, earth on the earth, dryness in the sky, gold on the earth, cold in the sky, and cold on the earth.
Water...the two complement each other. When performing magic, the Qi of the art is used as the master, and the ministers supplement it with incantations, mudra, meditation, contemplation, and other methods.
Some spells even require the help of treasures containing spiritual energy, or secret techniques such as stepping on the Gang, or needing to coincide with the stars and constellations, etc.
And depending on the environment, the surgical techniques will be slightly different.
All in all, it's very complicated.
There are extremely high requirements for the talent, character, patience, understanding, etc. of practicing martial arts.
It would be difficult for an ordinary disciple of the Celestial Master's Dao to achieve anything but a perfect invisibility skill in five, six, seven or eight years.
During this period, Zhou Yi also mastered the art of changing objects, and now he has some experience with it.
It wasn't until the night before yesterday that he finally secretly transformed the first humanoid creature using elm leaves.
He was a middle-aged uncle with a smile on his face, kind, simple, gentle, and like a spring breeze.
Unfortunately, his expression doesn't seem to change and he's always smiling.
After all, this art of changing objects is considered to be a medium to high level of difficulty, let alone turning leaves into living people.
But before Zhou Yi could use another leaf to conjure clothes, he was broken by the little maid who drank too much boiling water and started peeing.
The result is naturally...
A certain maid scolded and vomited, and then cursed again after vomiting, scolding the people of Wenhe County for being unscrupulous, unsophisticated people, and incompetent officials. A certain god was just a showpiece after losing his beard, and actually sat back and watched the prostitute rush to other people's homes at night.
In the courtyard of the house, I fucked the monk... and even the monk was not spared!
…
In the small courtyard, the sky is clear and the autumn breeze is just right.
Zhou Yi looked at the little maid who was still cursing while sweeping the floor, and Chen Chi who was covering his ears and frowning while reading.
An innocent smile appeared on his face, and then he quietly stuffed Ye'er deep into his sleeve.
"I don't know how far my ability to change objects is compared with that of the disciples of Tianshi Tao."
In the air, another line of small black characters rose up.