Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

Chapter 342 Incense Shinto
Two figures were walking on a quiet path.

Shi Ran spoke first, "Do you feel that practicing the way of Incense and Fire Shintoism using the method you practiced is more difficult?"

Ling Daoyun stopped, glanced at Shi Ran, and then looked towards the direction of Lingqu City. Standing at this position, he could vaguely see the endless stream of people in Lingqu City.

A breeze blew.

A few leaves fell from the branches.

Ling Daoyun raised her hand and caught a fallen leaf. Looking at the leaf's messy yet orderly texture, she said, "Compared to them, I at least have more choices."

Ling Daoyun looked at Shi Ran and said with a smile: "Friend Shi, what do you think?"

Shi Ran looked at this man who was talking about philosophy all the time. He seemed to be pretending, but also seemed not to be pretending. He was just stating a fact with a natural and spiritual tone. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is a saying that those who are relatively strong in cultivation are all riddlers.

Oh, by the way, such riddle-solving people exist not only in the world of cultivating immortals, but also in the world where ordinary people gather.

Those in power always like to make their statements vague and ambiguous.

Well, some people may be reserved.

Shi Ran could sense that Ling Daoyun was not being pretentious when he said these words, but was just making casual remarks.

This spiritual rhythm and Shinto cultivation are not very strong, but... this Shinto artistic conception has already gone very far.

As long as Ling Daoyun is given a chance, he will definitely go far in the world of incense and fire.

Shi Ran nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Fellow Daoist Ling, you must have gained a lot of insights after practicing for so long. Can you give me some pointers?"

If other people, such as Chunyu Xiuzhu, saw Shi Ran who currently had many problems, they would definitely be surprised.

In his impression, Senior Sister Shi Ran was like a god sitting high on the throne in the sky, and she would not have so many problems.

"Fellow Daoist Shi, you are joking." "My cultivation is not as strong as Fellow Daoist Shi, how can I possibly give you some pointers?"

"Fellow Daoist Ling is wrong." "Everyone has his or her own specialty. My knowledge of the way of incense and fire is almost zero."

After a pause, Shi Ran continued, "Of course, if Fellow Daoist Ling feels that the questions I ask involve the fundamentals of your cultivation, then you don't have to say anything."

If an ordinary person said something like this, Ling Daoyun would think that the other person was trying to provoke him on purpose.

When Shi Ran said it, it always sounded like...it was natural.

It seems that saying such words is not a way to provoke someone.

Strange combination.

Ling Daoyun pondered for a moment and said, "As for the way of incense and fire, I am indeed not very deep in it, and even very superficial. Of course, if Daoist friend Shi is willing to listen to my nonsense, I am willing to talk about it."

"Appreciate further details."

"Practicing the way of incense and fire can be roughly divided into two paths, one is fast and the other is slow."

"That evil priest took the first path, the path of exhausting all resources."

"The second path is the path I have chosen, and the progress of cultivation is relatively slow."

"Draining the pond to catch all the fish, and quickly improving my cultivation, I don't think it's right."

"It is said that Duan Ran has no reason to exhaust all the resources."

"I haven't seen many people or things, so I can't explain everything well."

Ling Daoyun, who seemed to want to stop at the point, noticed that Shi Ran was looking at him, paused, and said, "Although my cultivation is slow, it is very solid. It is highly likely that I will have no problem surpassing one or two realms to challenge those who have improved their cultivation by exhausting all efforts."

"Everyone has their own choices. I can't say that my path is the right one."

Shi Ran said in a gentle voice, "I don't know whether the path you have chosen is correct, but I can be sure that it is definitely not wrong." Ling Daoyun was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face, "Then I will borrow your good words."

In the restaurant, Chunyu Xiuzhu looked at Lingqu City, which was sad on the outside but extremely active and excited on the inside. He shook his head slightly and said, "What do you think will happen to Lingqu City after it loses its city lord? Will it get better or worse?"

Although still obese, Wang Li, who had obviously lost some weight, said, "I won't make predictions. It's a waste of time."

Chunyu Xiuzhu rolled his eyes at Wang Li, looked at Qingyin and Wu Tiedan, and said, "Qingyin, Tiedan, what do you think will happen to Lingqu City?"

Qingyin opened her red eyes and said casually: "I am just a rabbit, what do you want me to say?"

"Tiedan, then you say."

Wu Tiedan was very straightforward. He spread his hands and said, "I don't know."

Chunyu Xiuzhu suddenly lost interest in continuing speaking, as no one responded to him.

but.

Is Chunyu Xiuzhu the kind of person who needs responses from others before he can output anything?
No.

No.

Chunyu Xiuzhu said to himself: "I think that without Uncle Fuyao's suppression, the entire Lingqu City will be in chaos."

"I have observed and learned a little bit. Only a small number of people here believe in Master Fuyao. Of course, Master Fuyao's current name is Ling Daoyun."

"This city is located in a wilderness, surrounded by wasteland, wild beasts, swamps, and miasma."

"Living here, it's inconvenient to communicate with the outside world..."

Among all the people, only Wu Tiedan gave Chunyu Xiuzhu more face and listened to Chunyu Xiuzhu's chattering.

Qingyin and Wang Li did not go to listen.

"Without Uncle Fuyao's suppression, this city might fall soon."

Chunyu Xiuzhu's speech soon came to an end.

There is a saying that goes, One word from you is better than ten.

Wu Tiedan spoke up at this time, "I just feel that people's hearts are hard to predict, and not everyone knows how to repay kindness." "There is also a saying that goes like this, a little bit of rice is a favor, a big bit of rice is a grudge."

"As far as I know, during the one or two years that Master Fuyao saved these people from danger, they also knew to thank Master Fuyao, which helped him improve his attainments in the way of incense and gods."

"However, as time went by, after forty or fifty years, even those who had been deeply indebted to Uncle Fuyao gradually changed their minds."

"Wait, Tiedan, what did you just say?"

"I say." Although Wu Tiedan was puzzled, he still repeated the last sentence, "Even those who were deeply indebted to Uncle Fuyao have gradually changed their hearts."

"Any questions?"

Wu Tiedan looked at Chunyu Xiuzhu.

Chunyu Xiuzhu frowned slightly. He always felt that there was something... problematic in Wu Tiedan's words.

Wang Li and others also turned their attention to Chunyu Xiuzhu.

Being watched by these people, Chunyu Xiuzhu was not nervous. He thought about it but couldn't figure it out. Then he shook his head and said, "I haven't figured it out."

Qingyin and the others did not think that Chunyu Xiuzhu had any ulterior motive in doing so.

The path of cultivating immortals is always full of dangers. Thinking a little more may give you a glimmer of hope.

"Tiedan, please continue."