Upon hearing this, Chai Jiangcui hurriedly got up and followed. She had a hunch that her father must know something.
While walking, Chai Jian explained to Chai Jiangcui the origin of the monster on Tiemu's body.
"What just possessed Tiemu was a spiritual monster called a puppet. This thing is one of the six evil demons, a specialty of the Lianxin Sect, and is mainly used for detection.
Qingzhou is located in the southwest of the Dayan Kingdom, and has always been the base camp of the Lianxin Sect. The puppet spirits they have under our Chai Mansion this time are probably going to collude with the Southern Barbarian Witch Clan again."
Although he didn't know what the six evil demons represented, Chai Jiangcui knew with his toes that the Lianxin Sect was definitely not a small force that could team up with the Southern Barbarian shamans to fight against the imperial court.
Chai Jiangcui followed the study with confused thoughts, looked at Chai Jian who was rummaging through the bookshelf carefully, and said:
"Dad, if we kill the puppet spirits of the Heart Refining Sect, will there be any trouble?"
Compared to his daughter's panic, Chai Jian seemed very calm at the moment, his hands were still looking for books, and he said without raising his head:
"Don't be afraid. Although our country of Dayan is no longer prosperous, it is still not something that some witch barbarians and evil cult monsters can confront head-on. Those rats can only dare to spy on some information and attack and kill the imperial officials. I'm afraid they don't have the courage.
Well, I finally found it!"
Chai Jian said, pulling out a simple book with a green leather cover from the top of the inner bookshelf.
Carefully flicking the dust off the book, Chai Jian showed a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
He reached out and touched the pages gently to make sure there was not much dust, and then handed the ancient book to Chai Jiangcui.
Chai Jiangcui took the book, lowered his head and took a look, and saw the three characters "Qingmu Jue" written with iron and silver hooks on the blue cover.
"Is this a Kung Fu method? Or a cultivation secret book?"
Looking at the book cover, Chai Jiangcui couldn't help but turn the pages.
"The source of the five elements, the energy of life, reaches up to the nine heavens and clear spirits, transforming all laws to glimpse the infinite..."
The opening chapter of "Qingmu Jue" is a mysterious and mysterious practice formula. Under the formula, there are detailed practice notes. The second half of the book contains many mysterious spells, which made Chai Jiangcui's heart tremble.
The hand holding the book trembled slightly, suppressing the excitement in her heart, Chai Jiangcui blinked and looked at his father, his eyes full of doubts.
Being stared at by her like this, Chai Jian coughed uncomfortably, touched his nose and said:
"Ahem, you don't have to look at me like that. Back then, your father and I were one of the four great talents in Yingya County. I was young and high-spirited, and naturally I also had the desire to seek immortality and ask questions. I spent a lot of money on this book.
Just got it.
But after practicing for a while, I found that the effect was very little. In addition, I became an official soon, and I gradually gave up my thoughts on seeking immortality. If it weren't for the puppet spirit today, I would have forgotten its existence.
"
Listening to her father's explanation, Chai Jiangcui couldn't help but smile. Although she wasn't smart, she wasn't stupid either. Chai Jian's gesture of stroking the book just now was very gentle. She didn't believe that Chai Jian would forget this book.
"Dad, did you give it to me because you want me to try to practice?"
"Well, I see that you are quite interested in this kind of thing. In your spare time, you can try to practice it, but you don't have to be too persistent. There is only one extraordinary person. If you are too addicted, you will easily become obsessed."
Chai Jian patted her shoulder and finally gave her some uneasy instructions.
"My daughter understands."
Chai Jiangcui nodded heavily. At this moment, she felt like there were thousands of ants crawling in her heart. She wished she could run back to the room and study the "Qingmu Jue" in her hand carefully.
This is a legendary cultivation secret book. If you can master it, you will have some ability to protect yourself in this weird world of ghosts and ghosts.
Fortunately, Chai Jian also saw through what Chai Jiangcui was thinking at this moment, took down a few more books from the bookshelf and handed them to her, then let her go back by herself.
"Sha Cui'er, I hope these books can give you some peace of mind. Alas, there are some things that you are not able to participate in."
Watching his daughter's leaving figure, Chai Jian let out a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, Chai Jiangcui had no idea of her father's plan. She happily ran back to her boudoir holding the books in her arms.
Squeak——
After closing the door, Chai Jiangcui sat in front of his desk and carefully studied the cultivation content of "Qingmu Jue".
The opening chapter of the book introduces the three major realms of cultivation, namely refining the spirit, transforming energy, and forming elixirs. Each realm is divided into four small stages: initial, middle, final, and completion.
The candlelight danced, and from Youshi to Zishi, Chai Jiangcui reluctantly studied and understood the practice method of the god-refining stage of "Qingmu Jue".
"Ah, why is this cultivation method so simple and difficult to understand? Are you afraid that others will learn it instantly?"
Stretching, Chai Jiangcui stroked his temples and complained silently in his heart.
But complaining is complaining, and you still have to practice when you need to practice. Taking off his coat, Chai Jiangcui sat cross-legged on the bed and started practicing step by step.
…
The moon sets, the sun rises, and the sky dawns
After a night of meditation practice, Chai Jiangcui, who was not tired, was somewhat surprised to find that a stream of warm white air as big as a hair appeared in his Dantian.
The aura thread is so small that you can't sense it if you don't sense it carefully, but it is real.
"Have I completed my cultivation? It doesn't seem to be too difficult."
Recalling her father's melancholy eyes, Chai Jiangcui picked up "Qingmu Jue" and read it again with some uncertainty.
After struggling for a long time, she finally confirmed that she was really getting started.
As long as you practice the first Aoki Qi, you can be regarded as embarking on the path to immortality.
"Haha, from today on, I, Miss Chai, can be considered a member of the Immortal Path."
After pinching a few meaningless magic formulas with one hand, Chai Jiangcui's thoughts started to wander again with a beaming face.
"Well, I once read in a book that people who cultivate immortality have their own Taoist names. I must give a resounding Taoist name. But what should I call it?"
Thinking of this, Miss Chai, who has difficulty naming, couldn't help scratching her chin in distress.
Aoki? No, no, it’s too casual. If you change your technique in the future, you will have to change your nickname, which is a bit troublesome.
Yunmeng? It seems a bit popular. Change it to another one.
…
After sitting on the bed and thinking wildly for about ten minutes, Chai Jiangcui still couldn't think of a good idea.
At this moment, the dark red door was knocked, and Zihuan's crisp voice came from outside the door,
"Miss, are you awake? The eldest lady has already sent breakfast."
Hearing this, Chai Jiangcui couldn't help but curled her lips. It was only early in the morning and the humidity was thick. The lady had really bad intentions when she asked someone to bring breakfast.
If she didn't have the Marrow Cleansing Pill, her weak body might have contracted the cold after being tortured like this.
But today is different from the past. The eldest lady’s tricky tricks can no longer do anything to her.
Silently making a note in his mind, Chai Jiangcui put on his clothes and responded:
"I know, prepare a bath for me."
…
After a simple wash, Chai Jiangcui sat in the house and began to worship at the Five Zang Temple. The breakfast sent by the eldest lady was very simple, a bowl of rice porridge and two side dishes.
Maybe it was because of her spiritual practice that she could barely eat half of this food.
After taking the last sip of rice porridge, Chai Jiangcui finally thought of a nice slogan:
"Let's call it smoke and cloud. The past is like smoke dispersed by the wind, and the blue clouds are as high as 90,000 miles. It can be regarded as commemorating my hometown."
As soon as he thought of this, Chai Jiangcui's eyes burned, as if he felt sad.
Putting down the spoon in her hand, Chai Jiangcui took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her mouth. Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure walking into the small courtyard.