The child, who had a pale face and was dressed in plain clothes, thought for a while before continuing to follow the adults and disappearing into the depths of the alley.
Chen Ping'an looked calm and did not continue to look at the strange scene over there. He glanced at the demon-suppressing charm posted on the door. It was just made of ordinary yellow paper and was not too distressing to use. It had rained so heavily before, and the door had
It was soaked by rain, but Chen Ping'an casually attached it to the door panel, and it was extremely strong.
On the door are two of the most common painted martial arts gods in the market. I don’t know whether they are the saints of the martial arts temple enjoying incense in Tongyezhou, or the meritorious generals in the history of Chenxiang Kingdom.
More than half of this year has passed, and the painted door gods have been exposed to wind, sun, and rain, and have faded badly. They are still a bit dull, with a hint of decay.
After Chen Ping'an entered the fourth realm of martial arts, his energy and blood were strong and his soul was tenacious. His way of looking at this world changed somewhat. He was similar to the Qi practitioner's Wangqi, which could capture the flow of spiritual energy, especially in
After wearing the golden wine, we verified each other according to the degree of spiritual energy absorbed by this robe, and gained a lot.
Looking up at the two door gods who appear to be wearing bright armor and majestic attire, in fact, a little bit of divine aura has long disappeared in the long river of time, and has been eaten away bit by bit by the evil spirit of this weird alley.
Is this considered a hero short of breath?
Chen Pingan sighed, stood on tiptoes, and smoothed the fine wrinkles of the talisman with his fingers. Based on the market price of a pagoda demon-suppressing talisman, how many pairs of painted door gods can one buy? When thinking of this, Chen Pingan became a little annoyed.
Chen Ping'an knew the general meaning of those sneaky and evil things. They were trying to show off their power. He probably wanted two foreigners like him and Lu Tai, who were very energetic, to be wiser and leave this place early so that the two sides would not be in conflict with each other.
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Chen Pingan walked into the yard and closed the door. Now that Lu Tai had woken up, he was completely sleepless. Like Chen Pingan, he moved a chair and sat at the door. Without Chen Pingan saying anything, Lu Tai took the initiative to explain: "Some Taoist practices
Shallow yin objects only scare people, and most harm those people in the market who are born with weak yang energy. Or they suddenly scare them when they are walking at night, and take advantage of the moment when their souls tremble to absorb and steal a little bit of their souls.
Or in those portals where the ancestors have no virtue and the door gods are out of order, they choose when the common people have nightmares and do the ghost-pressing thing. Well, there are also some guys who make themselves uncomfortable and don't understand the rules.
Wandering ghosts urinate at crossroads and get themselves into trouble."
Lu Tai took out the bamboo fan and started fanning it. The coolness in the courtyard suddenly disappeared, and there was a bit more warmth for no reason. In the rain, wisps of gray smoke rose up and disappeared.
Lu Tai smiled and said: "These ghosts and ghosts have no knowledge. They have the same virtues as the living people of Flying Eagle Castle. They can't see the difference between us at all. It's a pity that the demon-suppressing talisman would have been painted by the Zhang family's Tianshi, or
A highly skilled mage from the Lingbao Sect, with your material..."
Lu Tai paused for a moment, deliberately adding salt to Chen Ping'an's wounds, "As long as a talisman is posted at the gate of Flying Eagle Castle, it can protect these hundreds of people from being attacked by evil spirits for at least three to five years.
, How can a layman like you, who only relies on a breath of pure Qi on the talisman, be destined to be unable to connect with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth? This talisman is sourceless water, so how many days can it be prosperous? "
Chen Ping'an sat on the chair opposite, "Why didn't you show up earlier?"
Lu Tai smiled and said: "Why do I show up? Chat with them about the customs and customs here? Ask them how they arranged the order of appearances in order to scare you? How did they turn the rain into blood? I can only
Tell them earnestly and sincerely that they are really not impressed by the scary tricks of ghosts, and I may not be able to help but teach them some unique tricks..."
The more Lu Tai spoke, the more outrageous he became. Chen Pingan pointed to the door with the wine gourd, indicating that Lu Tai could go out and get close to them.
Lu Tai sat on the same spot, motionless as a mountain, and folded the folding fan with a snap, "I have liked to deal with the demons and spirits raised in my family since I was a child. It can even be said that we get along day and night. I have long been used to it. If it weren't for Chen Pingan, you
They are annoying, and with them floating around outside, my sleep will only be more peaceful and sweet."
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "You Yin Yang family children don't have to be taboo about this?"
Lu Tai looked up at the rain curtain and said softly: "If you don't approach evil, you don't know good."
Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Is there a real ghost hiding in Flying Eagle Castle?"
Lu Tai nodded, "Otherwise, why would I say 'a good geomantic place for frame-up' before the fight?"
Chen Pingan nodded, remembering this clearly.
Lu Tai rested his hands lazily on the handle of the chair, his sleeves hanging down, "If the two of us die and become desperate lovers in the deep mountains and forests over there, do you think we will be framed by these martial arts fools like Fei Ying Bao?
Will anyone believe it? Naturally, the blame will be placed on the nest of ghosts and ghosts here."
Chen Pingan's heart moved, he stood up suddenly and walked towards the door.
There was a burst of movement in the alley outside the courtyard, and the golden light of the demon-suppressing talisman on the gate surged and disappeared in a flash.
Lu Tai turned around and said with a smile: "No need to go. Those ghosts are not willing to give up. They must suffer some losses before they are willing to remember. Now that they have learned the lesson, they will probably stay away from us in the near future. I want to hear those touching sounds of nature again in the future."
Zhiyin, it’s hard to get a good night’s sleep.”
Chen Ping'an opened the courtyard door, crossed the threshold, and looked up at the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman. Except for a faint stain, the talisman did not show any signs of the talisman's courage collapsing or the aura shaking. He came to test the talisman in front of him.
Ghosts, as Lu Tai said, are indeed not of high moral character.
Chen Pingan returned to the yard and made up his mind that if he came to provoke him again, then don't blame him for being a bad neighbor.
Lu Tai held the back of his head with both hands and said: "This Tongyezhou is a very conservative place. I don't like foreigners from other continents very much. If it were here, Xie Shi, the Tianjun of Juluzhou, would have been surrounded by people for a long time.
I was beaten half to death, how can I be like you in Aquarius Island, who can still politely sit down to drink tea, reason and bargain."
Chen Pingan rubbed the mud on the soles of his boots on the steps, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Aquarius Continent is too close to Julu Continent, and the relationship between Da Li and Xie Shi is also very mysterious. They are all related, not all of them are the same continent.
Things about local customs and customs. Lutai, what do you think?"
Lu Tai clicked his tongue and said: "Okay, okay, Chen Pingan, you are now more and more able to look at problems from the mountain. You are worthy of being a person who has braved the Hanging Mountain and the Sword Qi Great Wall."
Chen Pingan was about to move the chair back into the house when Lu Tai suddenly said: "Chen Pingan, if Ma Wanfa is included, it is actually not difficult for them to deal with a half-golden elixir monk. The two of us can win this fight.
It’s actually not easy.”
Chen Ping'an stood next to the chair and asked, "If the two of us faced off against a golden elixir practitioner, would there be any chance of winning?"
"Yes, but the chances of winning are slim."
Lu Tai smiled and said, "Almost every Jindan cultivator is a tough-minded person, and they have endless magical powers. So we must either fight him desperately, or we will be eaten alive by him. You should know, practice qi
The ninth realm of the warrior, the golden elixir realm, and the seventh realm of the pure martial artist, together with the previous realms, are said to be 'earth-shaking'."
Chen Ping'an sat back in his chair, shook his head and said, "I'm actually not sure, can you tell me more?"
Lu Tai's eyes lit up, "Now that I've told you this, can I give you a hundred less snow coins next time when we officially divide the spoils?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry, "Do you still care about spending a hundred snows?"
Lu Tai laughed and said: "Of course I don't care about Xue's money, I just like this feeling of taking advantage."
Chen Pingan stretched out a hand, indicating that Lu Tai could make money.
Lu Tai was in a good mood, kicked off his boots, sat cross-legged on the chair, and said with a smile: "A pure martial artist will rise to the seventh level, which is known as the 'earth-shattering'. In addition to talking about the seventh realm of wind control, it can make a martial artist like an immortal."
In addition to traveling far away in the wind, there is another world where the soul and courage are condensed into one body and displayed in front of you, which is a different scene."
"As for Qi practitioners reaching the golden elixir realm, 'Only those who have formed the golden elixir will be of my generation'. This golden rule is almost unheard of. The real mystery lies in the monks' use of magic before forming the golden elixir."
There is a huge bottleneck in magical power. Once you open up a few mansions, you can roughly calculate the total amount of stored spiritual energy. When fighting against others, just like you, Chen Pingan, want to spend money, so you need to save some money."
"After forming the golden elixir, the monks can store spiritual energy. It is not limited to the number of Qi Palaces. It is like a rich man building an ice cellar. You can eat ice even in the hot summer. More importantly, you can also temporarily borrow spiritual energy from the heaven and the earth. The Immortal Bridge allows you to live forever.
Having said so much, what is a bridge? In addition to embarking on a journey to practice, it is also for the purpose of being able to connect with heaven and earth, to create a small cave in one’s own body, and a place of great blessing in heaven and earth.”
Chen Pingan listened carefully and attentively.
Lu Tai asked with a smile: "So it's not strange that the two of us have killed so many people in Ma Wanfa, but we may not be able to defeat a single Jindan monk?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "That's it."
Lu Tai looked like he had seen a ghost and asked in confusion: "The people who taught you boxing, swordsmanship and talismans didn't even tell you these things?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "If you don't teach these, the old man who taught me boxing skills only taught me..."
Chen Ping'an stood up and punched Yu Mu lightly, "You have to punch Yu Mu back ten feet at a time."
Chen Pingan put away his fist and gently twisted his wrist, as if he were holding a pen to draw a talisman, "The true meaning of the talisman should flow from the end of the pen, a little aura of awe-inspiring, and a thousand miles of joyful wind."
Chen Ping'an held the long sword gesture again and waved forward gently, "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, but I only have one sword."
Lu Tai stared blankly at the young man in white robe who looked different from usual under the eaves opposite.
Lu Tai curled up on his chair, with his hands in his sleeves, silent for a long time.
Chen Pingan grinned, took the chair and went back to the house, "You should go to bed early too."
Lu Tai asked seriously: "Chen Ping'an, if you could only choose one thing among the three, what would you choose?"
Chen Pingan was stunned on the spot. He really had not thought about this question. After thinking for a moment, he replied: "I practiced boxing in the first place to extend my life. It is the foundation of my life. I will continue to practice boxing in the future. If I live long enough, I will
I hope to be able to punch ten million punches, and of course, during this period, I must reach the seventh level of martial arts. As for drawing talismans, it is just a way to save my life. I will not dig in too deep and let nature take its course. What I really want to go far is...
…”
Chen Pingan stretched out his thumb and pointed at the sword behind his back, "It's for sword practice."
Chen Ping'an looked calm and his eyes were determined, "I want to become a sword fairy, a great sword fairy!"
To be continued...