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Shuangjiang asked tentatively: "I use a large fragment of the golden body to exchange a short story with Ancestor Yinguan for a contract?"
The story is actually quite big.
Just looking at the contract interpretation, Chen Ping'an used the Zhankan knife used for execution at the ancient Zhanlongtai, used a piece of cyan talisman paper to carry the blood, took a drop of heart essence blood, and also peeled off a strand of each of the three souls and seven souls, and poured it into the end
Under signature.
Ordinary people who practice Taoism do not need to make such a big fuss when forming and breaking up contracts.
If he didn't do this kind of business, Shuang Jiang felt that he would be easily punished by God.
Chen Pingan is not interested in doing this deal. With the long-lived Taoist friend who is the incarnation of the ancestor of gold and copper coins, she is very likely to serve as the registered worshiper of Luoluoshan. There is a cornucopia at home. Now Chen Pingan feels that she is very indifferent to fame and fortune.
Don't be blinded by the sight of money. The executioner left, and the old deaf child followed him. All the treasures here, no matter how many feet they have, can't escape from a prison. Chen Pingan has always wanted to ask the boss Sword Immortal, why
Instead of emptying out the property and handing it over to the Summer Palace, or moving it to Danfang for disposal, it's a pity that the boss Jianxian didn't give him a chance at all. Every time he showed up, Chen Ping'an's end was not good. There were also some Clay Bodhisattvas.
To divide the fire energy, where can Baofengzhai not be opened? In addition, the years in the future may be endless, and I have to find something to do, such as counting money, such as refining things.
Chen Ping'an flipped his wrist and took out the Five Thunder Seal made of strange material. He held it in the palm of his hand. Although it was only the size of a date stone, there was faint thunder, colorful streams of light, and a severe atmosphere, which naturally overcame ghosts and evil things.
Like the imitation White Jade Pagoda and the Immortal Sword Banner, Chen Ping'an didn't dare to practice it as his natal object. It was just a medium practice. There was no need to practice it in the first place, and he didn't dare to act rashly. After all, it was from Lizhen's side.
I was worried about what might happen to the things I got. For example, the pine needles and the coughing thunder took a long time to get from the medium to the great refinement. Of course, it's not that Liu Jinglong and Yuan Lingdian couldn't trust them, but the great refinements were unusual, except that they could be alone.
Occupying an entire natal acupoint will also divert the monk's spiritual energy away. These two things are a huge problem for a lower-level Qi practitioner who doesn't have many mansions and whose spiritual energy accumulation is not deep enough.
Chen Ping'an is now a five-level monk, and the number of Qi palaces is actually not small. But just for the five elements of the Eternal Life Bridge to be refined, five of them are divided. They all need to be refined diligently with spiritual energy. How much surplus spiritual energy can there be?
, can be used by Chen Pingan to "reward the ministers"? This is called a clever woman who can't make a meal without rice. Otherwise, if she opens a water palace alone, with Chen Pingan's many opportunities on his journey, the boys in green will never be so idle. For example,
The supply of the bottle of mirage water elixir, every time the water house comes out after a long drought, some of the spiritual energy still needs to be distributed to the mountain temple, wooden house and other places.
But even if he is to refine this seal, Chen Ping'an believes that with this mountain treasure alone, he will have no problem in being a demon-slayer and demon-slayer in the small country of Aquarius Continent. Moreover, even if he walks in the mountains and wilderness,
, will also be regarded as a genealogy master, because when practicing the Five Thunder Techniques, once the techniques and techniques are not authentic enough, it will easily damage the internal organs. Over time, the body will be damaged and irreversible. For example, the blind Taoist Jia Sheng,
It was because of practicing the side sect thunder method that he injured a pair of eyes... Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an burst out laughing.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Not Jinsha?"
Shuangjiang took out a golden fragment the size of a tangerine and tossed it gently. Treasures of this size are not common. It takes a lot of effort to dig into the mountain to get the treasure.
Chen Pingan controlled the five thunder seals with his left hand, reached out with his right hand, took the fragments of the golden body from the hands of the demon, and held them in the palm of his hand. After a moment, he used the Three Mountains Taoist Refining Technique to refine the fragments of the golden body into a drop of gold.
Then catch the water droplets with your fingers and gently apply them on the word "CAN" of the sixteen-character mantra of the Five Thunder Seal, just like a Taoist temple affixing gold to a statue of a god.
During this gold-pasting process, Chen Pingan's five natal acupoints all had a trace of spiritual energy circulating on their own. If ordered, they would move to and from the palms of their hands, rising up and lingering around the five thunder seals, helping to temper the drop of golden water into the seal.
The speed of applying gold to the Immortal Art of Refining Objects alone is much faster. This is the advantage of a Taoist cultivator in spelling out the natal objects of the Five Elements. The various mysteries are indescribable.
Chen Pingan put away the seal and the fragments of the golden body, and said: "My hometown is the Lizhu Cave. When I was a child, one late night on a snowy day, I happened to have a nightmare and woke up. Then I heard something moving at the door of my house. It seemed that
I heard a subtle voice. It was very windy and snowy that night, so it didn’t sound real. I just felt it was very breathtaking. In fact, I was very hesitant at the time. I didn’t know whether I should go out or hide under the quilt. I also thought about whether Song Jixin was
In fact, I also heard that he was brave and would go out before me. Later, I was still timid and went out, and then saved one..."
At this point, Chen Ping'an suddenly didn't know how to define Zhigui.
Shuangjiang was familiar with many of Chen Ping'an's mental journeys and revealed the secret: "She didn't go to the prince Song to collect salary. There were two possibilities. One was that she chose to walk in from the west entrance of Mubo Alley. It was difficult to enter the alley, even if it was difficult to get into the alley.
I was already exhausted, so I fell at the door of your house and failed to knock on Song Jixin's courtyard door. This is a fate that has its own destiny. There is another way, that is, she left Gu Can's house.
Entering Mu Ping Lane and arriving at the door of Song Jixin's house, he changed his mind temporarily because he had formed a contract with a dragon son and grandson of the Song family in Da Li, which had many restrictions. Maybe he could only sign a real master-servant contract, and life and death depended on it.
The hand of others is not a comfortable choice for the last true dragon remnant in the world. After she was rescued by you, she secretly formed a contract with you, because your life porcelain has been broken and your soul is weak. The matter of forming a contract,
Without anyone noticing, she can just cut through the wall and steal the light."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "That's true."
"My ancestor Yin Guan, how could you do this kind of business?"
Shuangjiang said sadly: "You and the woman named Zhigui have an equal contract. The greater the loss in the front, the more blessings you will enjoy in the back. What do you think, ancestor Yinguan? It is obvious that as long as you endure it, you will be better in the future.
The letter of agreement said that you should not be so decisive. In the future, you, old man, will have great years of hard work and joy! You are simply lying in ruins. How can you feed Gu Can's body, soul, and soul in return of those evil loaches who have deceived you in the lake of slips?
, How could you not know, Ancestor Yinguan?”
The white-haired boy was spitting and dancing, "No matter how Wang Zhu stole your fortune in the early years, the more enlightened she is, the more things in the world will be settled. This is a theorem, so as long as she can truly realize it,
Dragon, even if your merits are complete, you are the most worthy of the name of supporting the dragon in the world. From now on, you can get a steady stream of benefits. Every time she breaks through the realm, she will give feedback to the person who formed the contract,
It is not difficult to form a golden elixir and raise a Nascent Soul. Just talking about the natural ability to defeat the dragons, or even the Water God and the Lord of the Lake, which cultivator does not dream of it?"
Chen Ping'an stood up, walked slowly, and said with a smile: "I only know that when you give kindness to others, don't think about giving. I didn't know about the contract back then, I only knew that I saved her and did it casually."
Monks ask for alms in order to make friends. Taoists also have a drink and a peck, which is the saying of destiny.
Shuangjiang said cautiously: "Ancestor Yin Guan, you are a disciple of Confucianism. I can barely understand that a gentleman shows kindness without repaying it. But she has caused you bad luck for many years, and you are still willing to repay kindness with kindness? Are you suspected of being a bad person?"
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Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Things have their own priorities. In my heart, she is just a neighbor, far less important than the general trend of Aquarius Continent. Furthermore, repaying evil with kindness? You know very well that this is actually the same as
My basic knowledge is contradictory. I have to clarify the order of things and the difference between mistakes and big ones. Then let’s talk about forgiveness and forgiveness.”
Chen Pingan paused for a moment, put his palm against the hilt of the dragon-slaying knife, and said with a smile: "Assuming that the big thing is over, would you let her stand in front of me now and try it?"
Shuang Jiang now gets a headache whenever he hears the words "try it".
Chen Ping'an continued: "If you put aside right and wrong and conspiracy, and just say that I am neighbors with Song Jixin and Zhigui, it is actually not as bad as you think. You can even say that with them living next door, I
There will be some extra hope for living. At least I know how ordinary people live in a good life, with no shortage of money and no worries about food and clothing. On the chopping board in the kitchen, there is the sound of cutting fish scales with a kitchen knife, or loud noises.
Have you ever heard of the sun, gently tapping a thick quilt on a bamboo pole with a wooden stick? It's very beautiful. I have never read or read, but I have heard a lot of words in books, and I owe it to Song Jixin's boring endorsement.
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Chen Ping'an was young at that time and kept everything in the dark. All he thought about was food and clothing for two meals a day. He was afraid of heat stroke in summer, and was afraid of the cold in winter when his clothes were thin. He was afraid of the taste of the new year in spring and worried about the lack of fields in autumn.
When getting along with the neighbor's master-servant couple, any boy from Mubo Alley will help. For example, when we met on the road, he would help Zhigui carry water or post books on the wall between the two houses. Song Jixin was doing that at that time.
"The illegitimate son of Lord Supervisor Song" seems to have endless money to spend, and the money seems to have fallen from the sky. No matter how much Song Ji's salary is spent, he doesn't feel bad about it, and he can do it without blinking an eye.
The Mud Bottle Alley was too narrow, and Song Jixin was a man who liked to enjoy himself, but was also afraid of trouble. He would only let Zhigui buy truckloads of firewood and charcoal, so as to get rid of a cold winter once and for all.
If Chen Pingan saw it, he would also help. At that time, Zhigui, who seemed to be exhausted, would also pick up the hem of his skirt and run to the door of the house, calling Chen Pingan to go out and help.
Chen Pingan would not refuse. He did these trivial things not because he had any thoughts. On the contrary, just because he behaved like this and treated everyone around him as a matter of course, Chen Pingan did it in a disheveled way.
Dusted with dirt and charcoal, his mind is clean. What's more, compared to helping his neighbors, Chen Ping'an did more for Gu Can's family.
What's more, the straw-shoe boys at that time were really ignorant about everything between men and women.
Therefore, Song Jixin, a young man of his age, never felt that Chen Ping'an had any thoughts about Zhigui. He was only sensitive and hostile to Liu Xianyang and Ma Kuxuan.
Occasionally, when Zhigui is choosing vegetables in the yard next door, she will tentatively talk to Chen Pingan. She will say that you have helped the Gu family so much, so you should at least get some reward, even if it is not copper coins, you take care of her crops.
Harvest, asking for a few liters of white rice is always reasonable. If Hu Meizi's mother-in-law doesn't agree to this, then there is something wrong with her as a person. She is trying to take advantage of you, Chen Pingan, a long-term and short-term laborer in a small town.
, helping with weddings and funerals, wherever you can’t make money.
Song Yushao once drunkenly said something while eating hot pot. Chen Pingan was not deeply touched at that time. Chen Pingan, who is now 30 years old, is not a teenager for many years.
If you chew it carefully, you will get a lot of aftertaste. It's like drinking a bowl of old wine. It has such a strong stamina. It stays in your heart even after many years.
When I was young, I had a good memory. Whenever I felt homesick, I could vividly remember the people and events in my mind, and be immersed in the scene as if I was returning home.
As I get older, my memory becomes blurry, and whenever I feel homesick, I feel even further away from home. This is probably where life becomes helpless.
Shuangjiang smiled and nodded, "I really know a lot about the trivial things in the market."
Chen Ping'an joked: "Does a great monk in the Ascension Realm know this?"
According to the life story it told Chen Ping'an before, "Xiaocao", as a refugee orphan, wandered and was killed by frost and snow at any time. Fortunately, he was accepted by a wealthy family as a slave, and then worked as a book boy for the young master. By fate,
After that, he was recognized by the private school teacher who was hiding in the market because of his basic qualifications, was given the name Shuangjiang, and embarked on the path of spiritual practice. During this period, he was indeed aware of many people's sufferings.
But Chen Ping'an didn't believe its rhetoric at all.
Shuangjiang rubbed his cheek, "It's rare to see people in the Ascension Realm with a miserable life like mine, like a poor guy who grew up eating mud and shit."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's a hard life to call a fifth-level qi practitioner "ancestor".
On the other side of the steps, the Huawai Demon put his hands on his hips and said solemnly: "Ancestor Yin Guan, I won't allow you to belittle yourself like this!"
To be continued...