Understanding that the middle-aged man was at least in the state of concentration, Qin Xin said that as long as he continued to practice, he would reach that point one day.
Chen Zhe thought for a while: "If there is a person... his every step is the same, the distance of every step is the same... well... it feels like he is always repeating the first step when walking.
If you step like that... what kind of state is that?"
Qin Xin tilted her head and thought: "Where can this realm exist? As far as I know, there is no such realm in cultivation!"
Well……
It turns out that it’s because you don’t practice the inner skills!
Chen Zhe thought of the young master, so he asked strangely: "If there is a person, he knows what you are thinking? He also knows what you are going to say, and he answered you before you even asked about the outlet...
…What realm is that?”
"What?"
Qin Xin was so shocked that she forgot about the money she was holding tightly in her hands. She didn't care about the wads of bills falling to the ground. Her vigilant eyes widened and she looked at Chen Zhe with a horrified look.
…
Her behavior cast a heavy cloud over Chen Zhe's heart, and he unconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"
"Have you met anyone from the Methodist Church?" Qin Xin looked at him blankly.
Ever since Chen Zhe met Qin Xin, she has been either coquettish or crazy, angry or shy, but he has rarely seen such a cautious and vigilant expression on her face. Chen Zhe's heart was very tight. Is that young master something like that?
Is he really a great man?
Qin Xin took a deep breath: "I don't know how you know that there is such a person, but if you meet him, don't think about going against him, that is asking for death, and don't think about going against them.
Friends, it’s best to stay far away and don’t come into contact with them. Even we at Tianxin Pavilion have to worry about everything about them. If they want you dead, you have no ability to resist at all!"
"Why? Are they so scary? Why do you seem to know who they are when I tell them?" Chen Zhe asked unconvinced.
Qin Xin sighed: "There are only two ways to achieve the state you mentioned. One is to be those who specialize in the future path among the sentient beings who have disappeared for hundreds of years. The other is to be the master of Methodism.
The sect or its successors practice (the Tao on the Tao)."
"Tao on Tao? What is that?"
Qin Xin explained patiently: "This sounds a bit similar to the realm of psychics, but the realm of psychics is just a premonition of danger in advance. The Tao of Dao, as the name suggests, is the supreme Tao that overrides all Tao in the world."
She said angrily: "Methodism is the leader in Taoism in the world, especially the Taoism on Taoism, which is the crown of Methodism. They are the largest sect in the spiritual world, absolutely number one. People who meet them are shy and shy.
It’s hard to win. Even if you really become the greatest practitioner in the world, don’t try to challenge Methodism. Someone has tried it before..."
Speaking of this, Qin Xin shuddered and looked around, as if he was afraid that the Methodist people were nearby.
"Tch! I'm afraid of him!" Chen Zhe shouted unyieldingly.
Qin Xin patted Chen Zhe on the shoulder: "It is said that they are the orthodox practitioners in the world, and their power is unimaginable. Many disciples of the sect are walking in the world, and the first thing the master tells them is not to mess with them."
Her words made Chen Zhe feel a mixture of fear, excitement, worry, and dissatisfaction.
Is it possible that Qin Xin’s sect is also afraid of this Methodist sect?
He glanced at Qin Xin doubtfully, and Qin Xin seemed to have discovered what he wanted to ask: "Our Tianxin Pavilion and the Methodist Sect were two of the five sects in the world a thousand years ago, and they were close friends. They were almost the same in the past, but in recent years, they have gone from different walks of life.
The relationship between each other has become a lot estranged, but there has never been any conflict, it’s just mutual jealousy!”
Oh, it turns out that the little girl’s sect is also a sect that is similar to Methodism. Even if it’s not as good, it’s not much different.
"What are the five gates in the world?" He discovered a new question.
Qin Xin clasped her fingers: "There are five sects in the world. The first one is the Methodist Sect, the authentic sect of Taoism. The second one is our Tianxin Pavilion. The remaining ones are the Tao of All Living Beings that has disappeared, and then there are the Guanxin Pavilion and Lieyang Sect."
Chen Zhe sighed, and then asked tentatively: "Then how can I become the great cultivator you mentioned?"
Qin Xin chuckled: "Wealth, love, law, land, and tools are all indispensable. The first important thing is wealth, that is to say, money. Without money, it will not work. You need a lot of elixirs for practice.
There are treasures from heaven and earth, so I have money..."
After saying this, Chen Zhe's eyes couldn't help but glance at the fifty thousand yuan just now.
"Hey? What do you want to do? I'm telling you, even if you want to practice, you can't use my fifty thousand yuan?" Qin Xin protected the money and said dissatisfied.
Chen Zhe just wanted to strangle Qin Xin to death. He has seen people who are obsessed with money, but he has never seen anyone as obsessed with money as you.
Do you still want to sleep with your money in your bed?
When he thought about it, Qin Xin pinched her chin and whispered: "I think I should sleep with this money in my arms at night?"
Now Chen Zhe feels like he is going to strangle himself to death...
He opened his mouth, but felt his voice was astringent: "Girl, you can't sleep with that money in your arms?"
"What? Why not?" Qin Xin asked puzzledly.
"Well... think about it, you give me a piece of money, and I give it to you. Some people have just finished defecating and haven't washed their hands, some people have just picked their noses, some people may have just gotten sick, and some people..."
Qin Xin felt sick when she heard it, and she had goosebumps all over her body: "Oh, please stop talking, I feel like vomiting!"
Now when I look at the money again, I feel so dirty, but I don’t want to throw it away, so I can only comfort myself by saying: “It’s not the money that’s dirty, it’s the people!
Chen Zhe chuckled and approached Qin Xin: "What should I do if I want to practice next?"
Qin Xin turned around and saw Chen Zhe looking at her with a curious look on his face, his eyes as eager as a boy who wanted to go to school. He was obviously begging her to teach him.
Qin Xin, who was very happy in her heart, smiled like a villain with a proud smile: "Feng Shui has changed, when you bullied me, did you think that today would happen?"
"When have I ever bullied you? Now I serve you like my wife..." Chen Zhe stood next to Qin Xin in a cowardly manner, looking like a little eunuch who was dominating next to the empress in the palace and deserved a beating.
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Qin Xin raised her eyebrows and shouted: "You still dare to take advantage of me?"
"Where can I find it? Most men nowadays are more interested in their wives than their mothers. Have you ever heard of some men who are so angry that their mothers buy clothes, buy food, and prepare meals like they do their wives? They pay all their wages and report their schedules. They are so angry.
How can you tolerate being scolded? If I say you look like my wife, that is the greatest compliment I can give you!"
That's true... but Qin Xin still feels that Chen Zhe is taking advantage of her...
After receiving a few shameless compliments from Chen Zhe, Qin Xin felt satisfied. He had defeated outstanding fellow disciples in the sect and was not so majestic.
"First practice the physical skills I taught you. Don't waste what you did during the day!"
Qin Xin gave an order, and Chen Zhe, who was asking for help, was very obedient and went to do the physical skills.
She returned to her bedroom and first wanted to hide the 50,000 yuan under the pillow. Thinking of what Chen Zhe had just said, she felt sick. Then she thought about it and put it under the bed...
"Will a mouse chew it up?" She murmured to herself, feeling that it was extremely unsafe to put it under the bed.
"It's better to put it in the closet!"
As she spoke, she found a piece of paper and put the money in the closet, but after thinking about it, Qin Xin frowned: "This is my private money... If Chen Zhe finds out, he will definitely steal it~"
Under the table, in the shoebox, behind the mirror, every place felt unsafe.
Like an ant on a hot pot, Qin Xin was so busy that she finally thought of a way to move a chair and put the money on the chandelier on the ceiling.
It had not been cleaned for a long time. Qin Xin patted the dust on her hands and smiled proudly: "Who wants to steal my money? You will never find it if you look for it all your life! I am so smart!"
Qin Xin felt that she was perfectly hidden, and with Chen Zhe's IQ, she couldn't find it no matter what, so she walked to the balcony.
Chen Zhe was practicing the physical skills she taught him. He had only practiced for a few days, but he was already pretty good at it.
Although it is not as smooth as Qin Xin's fight, it is still smooth and natural. The remaining small details are not as good as kung fu. It is just that the kung fu is not refined enough, but it is not just talent and short-term hard work!
Even if Qin Xin had practiced this physical technique for more than ten years, it would be difficult to find any faults.
I saw that Chen Zhe was extremely fast. He hit the dozens of sets in an instant. The flow of true energy gradually grew stronger and boiled, and his head was like a steamer steaming steamed buns with white steam coming out.
The white air was thin and long, but continuous, and Chen Zhe's head rose straight to the top of the balcony.
Qin Xin's eyes widened: "Is he already so proficient in Qi refining?"