Chapter 37 The meeting is over (please collect it!)
Odamura.
A bullock cart slowly passed by the roadside.
One hand opened the car curtain and looked out the window at the fields.
"Two hundred acres of farmland are all cultivated land, and there are water canals next to it. It's really good."
Zhong Shenxiu commented slowly.
"Yes, if we build another village, the tribesmen will be very happy to hear it."
Su Tang whispered from the side: "Two hundred acres of land cost a total of three thousand Bai Emperor's money. It takes two hundred Bai Emperor's money to build the village. This is the voluntary contribution of my family."
People of this era, whether they are dignitaries or civilians, have an inexplicable love for the land.
Su Tang also came from a landlord's family back then, and now he was a little excited when he smelled the familiar smell of farmland.
"Although the acres are not enough, let's leave it at that for the time being. I am from the ninth rank, which is already very noticeable."
Zhong Shenxiu, always steady in his work, gave instructions calmly.
"As commanded."
Su Tang nodded and unknowingly regarded the other party as a patriarch.
"Let's go back."
Zhong Shenxiu nodded and asked Su Tang to drive the carriage back to Fufeng City.
The Tianshui Lane house had many people moved away at this time, and it became a lot quieter again. Su Wei was making tea under the plum tree. When he saw the two of them coming, he smiled and said: "Brother! This well is Neighbors said the well water was always bitter, but after we came here it was extremely sweet, so it’s perfect for making tea.”
"Oh, I want to taste it."
Zhong Shenxiu was not polite. He sat under the plum tree and took a sip of tea. It tasted really good.
Looking at the scene of Su Wei and Su Tang joking, he felt a little warm and relaxed in his heart, knowing that he had fulfilled his promise and brought relief.
It's not to that dead guy Su Daozhi, but to his own promise to himself, which is also a bottom line.
'My bottom line has always been very high, probably...'
Zhong Shenxiu yawned: "I want to sleep for a while, don't disturb me."
He entered the room, sat cross-legged, and thought silently: "Now that the Su family is almost settled, it's time to think about cultivation..."
"Deputy Envoy Slaying Evils usually practices, but he still needs to patrol the place to suppress evil spirits. Fortunately, Feng Xi'er knew that I had something to do and gave me a holiday..."
"It's just that it's impossible to obtain the true transmission of Taoism from the government. We can only turn to other ways. You can go and have a look at some informal exchanges among private practitioners..."
In this regard, Zhong Shenxiu had no way before.
Even if Feng Xi'er didn't study hard for a while, it would be impossible to introduce him to such a circle.
But it doesn't matter. During this period of time, Zhong Shenxiu searched for some ghosts, and one of them remembered a similar secret gathering place.
'It's a pity...such Yin spirits, apart from their achievements by chance, are mostly down-and-out cultivators. Their own Taoist skills are not even as good as Su Daozhi's Xuanyin Yuhun Fragment Chapter, but Wutong's is still somewhat impressive... …'
Zhong Shenxiu came to the desk, sharpened his ink, and began to write down a spell.
This is a sacrificial refining method called the 'Xuanyin Nail', which is somewhat incomplete.
The first Yin spirit he conquered recently, named Wutong, got this magic formula, but he practiced it as a Taoist method. It was a mess, and it may have been the reason for his early death.
'Unfortunately, there is only half of it...the first half is missing, the Taoist technique called 'Xuanyin Nail'! ’
Taoism is not as good as the true teachings.
Moreover, after the Gangsha realm, there is no natal magic, and there is no need to practice it. Most of them are to be beaten into a certain magic weapon.
This formula only has the method of refining weapons, but there is no Taoist magic to inject.
It is simply difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.
Zhong Shenxiu sighed, but didn't care much.
Sacrifice and refining magic weapons are actually matters in the Gangsha realm.
A monk who has not reached this stage has no magic power in his body, so no matter what he does, he will get twice the result with half the effort.
He wrote this secret secretly, just to take it out and see it as an equivalent in exchange.
…
On this day, it is the night of double full moon again.
Outside Fufeng City, Heifeng Ridge.
In ancient times, lamp oil was precious. Looking at it now, the earth was dark.
Only the bright moonlight hung high above my head.
Around the mountains, the cold wind howled, and occasionally a few crows chirped, chilling people to the bone.
A handsome young man with a face like a crown jewel, dressed in white clothes, holding a folding fan, and big sleeves fluttering. He spanned several feet with every step he took. In a short while, he arrived in front of a valley exuding light mist.
"whee!"
"Ha ha!"
From all around, I don’t know when the sound of ghostly laughter can be heard, drifting far and near, which is enough to scare a normal person crazy.
Even martial arts masters know that there is evil in this place and dare not stay for a long time.
The young master chuckled softly: "On a full moon night, at a gathering in the valley, why does the master chase away the guests?"
"Quack!"
The ghost screams all around suddenly stopped, and the sound of flapping wings came.
From the thick fog, a white crow suddenly flew up.
No!
It was not a real crow, but a dead object made of folded paper, but its two eyes as big as soybeans were alive.
"It turns out he is a fellow traveler, but I have never seen him before."
The crow sat on the treetops and made an old human voice.
"I am Zhong Shenxiu. People in the world call him Mr. Shenxiu. I have met Yao Lao."
Zhong Shenxiu slightly cupped his hands and said, "I have heard for a long time that Ya Lao has amazing skills, that he can leave the body and possess the body. When I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."
The so-called Yin Shen leaving the body is actually just an inferior Taoist technique.
The out-of-body Yin spirits are very weak, similar to those Yin spirits. They are afraid of sunlight, strong winds, and thunder... and can only hide in some Yin Qi places.
Some Taoists specialize in practicing this Taoist technique, and can cause their own ghosts to leave their bodies, possess them in some mediums such as paper figures and animals, and do all kinds of strange things.
But in fact, it is still very restricted, and it can be easily broken if you are not careful. Once the method is broken and the Yin Shen is damaged, it will range from madness to death on the spot.
Zhong Shenxiu also resisted the temptation and did not directly use the [Herder] ability to refine this reckless guy.
Only by cultivating the Yuanshen can one gather and disperse as desired, without fear of anything, just like ordinary people.
"Haha, it's all my fellow Taoists who are showing love. Since fellow Taoists are here specifically for this Black Mountain meeting, please come in."
The paper crow didn't know that Zhong Shenxiu was going through many things in his heart, and flew into the mist, causing the mist to open a passage.
Zhong Shenxiu chuckled and followed in. After a while, they reached a valley.
There was a bonfire burning in the valley, and some people were sitting next to it.
No, some of them are not human!
Zhong Shenxiu looked around and saw that most of the cultivators who came to attend the Black Mountain meeting were hiding their heads and tail, either wearing bamboo hats or masks.
Some are simply ghosts leaving the body and possessing paper figures, monkeys, wild wolves, etc. It looks like a group of demons dancing around.
At this time, these people all looked at him with amusement in their eyes.
Apparently he feels that a guy like Zhong Shenxiu who joins the club without any cover-up is either stupid or bold.
As for hiding it? An innate warrior, hiding something?
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