Chapter 394: I have something to ask of you, and I hope Brother Dao will agree.
"Brother Dao is so powerful that I have only seen this in my life!"
The old man had a flattering look on his face, but the expression on his face was very sincere. Apparently he thought so deep down in his heart.
"I have been cultivating until now, and this is the first time I have gone out. Apart from knowing that I am a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, I know nothing about the world of cultivation. Can you, fellow Taoist, give me some insights?"
Killing this old man was just a matter of raising his hand, but after all, the other party was protecting his safety. Even if he attacked Lianxiang, it was just a ray of light. I'm afraid he still thought that the fairy Lianxiang was haunting him.
Generally speaking, the other party is not a bad person, and there is no mortal grudge between the two parties.
In a world with ghosts, if you want to really kill someone, you have to find the other person's true spirit and make the other person's soul fly away. Zhao Wen is not so cruel.
The other is to be able to understand the world through the other party. Although a casual cultivator may not know much, he can still make a general judgment based on what he knows.
Go forward all the way until you reach a small intersection. Following the small road, there is a small Taoist temple, but it can be clearly seen that the Taoist temple has become a ruin.
The aura of the tiger demon still lingered on it. Obviously, this veteran did not lie to himself. He had really caused trouble for the tiger demon, but he had never beaten him.
"What a villain, you dare to destroy my mountain gate!" The old Taoist looked furious.
The most important thing in his life is to establish a Taoist temple so that he can pass on his own skills and perhaps become the founder of a sect many years later.
The other is that there is a top-notch magic weapon, which is the long flag that Zhao Wen was holding when he encountered it. The long flag can release sword energy. Even if it is invulnerable like the tiger spirit, you need to be careful when encountering it.
But it was only a moment later. The long banner was directly destroyed by Zhao Wen's Lei method, and the Taoist temple was reduced to ruins. His face suddenly changed drastically, and he suddenly became as pale as paper.
"Fellow Taoist, don't be too sad!"
Zhao Wen raised his hand a little, and a large plate of gold appeared in front of Lao Dao, and he sent it towards Lao Dao.
"It's just a Taoist temple. I can build one hundred and eighty at any time as long as I want!" One hundred pounds of gold is a huge fortune for an old Taoist, but for Zhao Wen, it is not even a drop in the bucket.
"Thank you Taoist brother for your help. I am very grateful!" The old Taoist saluted Zhao Wen sincerely, his eyes filled with gratitude.
This Taoist temple was his last hope. If it disappeared, at his current age, it would be impossible to build one.
"Forget it if you're grateful. I have something to ask of you, and I hope Brother Tao will agree to it!"
Zhao Wen took a step back, bowed and saluted the old Taoist in front of him: "Brother Taoist also saw it, and I have accepted a maid, but I will never dare to pass on my Maoshan Kung Fu without the permission of my elders!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Wen looked at the old Taoist expectantly: "Brother Taoist, since he is a casual cultivator, he must be able to make his own decisions on the practice. I wonder if I can use Pindao to take a look!"
After cultivating to the first level of life, there will be a huge improvement in soul, body and mana.
But Lianxiang only has a first-level life form in her body, no magic power at all, and her soul is just like an ordinary person.
Based on Zhao Wen's experience, it is completely impossible to analyze the reason.
But the old Taoist is a local monk in this world. Although he is in the realm of Yuan Shen like himself, in Zhao Wen's opinion, the other person's Yuan Shen is undoubtedly pitiful to water.
Of course, this is because there are too many practitioners in the world and too little energy is absorbed and transformed, but the gap in strength is visible to the naked eye.
The few Jin Yiwei couldn't do anything to the tiger demon, but if it were the old master in front of them, they would definitely cut it one by one without stopping at all!
The old Taoist looked at the gold in his hand with a bitter look on his face, but he did not expect that the price of this plate of gold would be so high.
In this barren mountain and wilderness, facing a strong man who is far stronger than himself, the old Taoist would not be able to say no to him no matter what.
Very carefully, he took out a wooden box from his arms, opened it and took a look inside the box, which revealed an extremely old technique, and slowly handed it to Zhao Wen.
Zhao Wen took the exercise without even looking at its name. He opened it and started flipping through it.
The technique is extremely crude, far inferior to the Maoshan technique, and it can only be practiced to the level of Yuanshen.
The only difference from Maoshan Kung Fu is that this Kung Fu focuses on the soul. Only a few small spells have the application of spiritual power, and there is also a method for refining sword flags at the back.
Behind the exercises were records of various experiences, which made Zhao Wen's eyes light up and he read them carefully.
Carefully watching Zhao Wen with all his attention, he found that he had brushed aside the cultivation techniques that he valued most, and instead carefully looked at what he had learned about the cultivation world behind him. The old Taoist felt relieved at once, but then, his face became confused.
It brought out a wry smile.
Although he also knew that the disciples of the famous sect looked down on the skills he practiced, Zhao Wen's life was unusually young, and his thunder skills were incredibly powerful. The skills practiced by such a person must have been passed down by the gods in the sky.
But the treasure that he values the most is being ignored by others, so how can he be in a good mood?
After flipping through Lao Tao's classics, he glanced at Lian Xiang, who looked curious, and returned the classics to Lao Tao. After a Taoist salute, he left happily.
There are two ways for fairies to embark on the path of cultivation. One is to guide reading and literacy from an early age, supplemented by various elixirs, slowly lay the foundation of cultivation, and then transform into the path of cultivation.
The other is to absorb the inspiration between heaven and earth by chance, and directly realize the transformation.
Both paths require transformation before one can embark on the path of cultivation. However, in the descriptions of the two paths, transformation, which is extremely difficult in other worlds, seems to be extremely easy.
However, when I think about the world of Liaozhai, everything can become a monster. The vixens who appear randomly are a large family, and even the slaves of these vixens can turn into human forms. But Lianxiang, who is alone like this, becomes special.
With a gentle wave of his hand, he appeared in the formation space of the Tiangang Disha Formation.
"Eat this!" He raised his hand and grabbed a ginseng, completely ignoring the waves of begging for his life coming from the ginseng, and handed it to Lianxiang.
After swallowing the spiritual power of heaven and earth and taking form, if you are unable to embark on the path of cultivation, your life span will be worse than that of ordinary people.
Zhao Wenke remembered that in Liaozhai, Lianxiang died after giving birth to a son named Sang, and the two did not stay together for long.
Zhao Wen didn't want to die so easily after finally finding an interesting maid.
The Maoshan Kung Fu cannot be taught, and it was impossible to find a suitable practice technique for a while. However, the aura and spirituality in this ginseng can completely make up for the loss caused by the transformation of Lotus Xiang!
