low-key warlock

The old beggar walked on the dimly lit street, despite the cold wind blowing in his face, his ragged clothes could not block the cold wind at all, but his already unique physique was not afraid of the cold.

Go back to basics, reborn.

Into the true, no fetus and no bones.

The old beggar can already see how fantastic the heavens and humans are in the state of returning to the truth, but he doesn't understand the true meaning—what is bodiless and boneless?If it is said that there is no womb and no bones, how can those celestial beings in the world who have entered the realm of return to the real world stay in the human world for a long time instead of leaving in a feather?The feathered body can naturally have no fetus and no bones, but how can it not disturb the world?If it is said that there is no feather, then how can there be no embryo and no bone?

If you don't know, you don't know.

At the level of returning to the basics, Hu Si has already been far away from too many worries and troubles in the world, so that he can calmly wait for the great opportunity to return to the true state.It's just that he can calmly wait for the truth, but he is still an individual after all, unable to be selfless and unscrupulous.

For example, no one can resist the coming death.

Seeking longevity, cultivating longevity, and finally living to see through the two Jiazi, so what after a few years?

Looking at eternal life, looking forward to eternal life, at the end, you will not be willing to die for hundreds of years, can you get it by throwing away the world of mortals?

People!

The old beggar was filled with emotion—when he was at Chen Xian’s house, he was indeed deceived by Su Chunfeng’s unique talent and superb acting skills. He couldn’t be sure that Su Chunfeng was the inheritor of trickery, let alone whether Su Chunfeng inherited trickery through legends. The top secret of eternal life, thus appearing in this world of mortals.But after he walked out of Chen Xian's house, Hu Si chose to trust his intuition again!

Without this perseverance and self-confidence, he would not be able to achieve this back-to-basics reality.

Heir of trickery.

Say you are, you are, you are not;

Say no, no, yes and no.

Like a nervous lunatic, the old beggar laughed heartily on the cold dim street with few vehicles and pedestrians, which caused some passers-by and people in the shops beside the road to look at him with doubts and pity.

Su Chunfeng looked at him from a distance, knowing that the old beggar knew that he was looking at him.

And Su Chunfeng suddenly felt that he knew why the old beggar laughed nervously in the cold night—it was a kind of passion, a kind of unrestrained, a kind of helplessness, a kind of unwillingness to see through the world, a kind of Sublimated to a very high state and then returned to the original state of mind, a kind of fear and fear hidden deep in the heart, but can be manifested in all parts of the body all the time.

Su Chunfeng has a feeling, maybe one day when he steps back to the basics and achieves the reality of the earthly immortal, it will be easier than the old beggar to become a celestial being in one fell swoop, right?

Then he smiled, it was inevitable.

It is a powerful self-confidence.

……

Su Chunfeng called Zhang Lifei and learned that the three of them had finished watching the lanterns. They went to Huasheng Hotel to sing in the room and invited him to play.

Su Chunfeng didn't go, and after declining, he took a taxi back to the logistics park alone.

That night, the old beggar walked dozens of miles to the village called Dongwangzhuang, walked into the narrow alley, and stood for a while in front of the old locked door, talking to himself and laughing Said: "I just heard about it, and because I got in touch with Su Chunfeng, I became curious, so I came to have a look. I didn't think about it but I didn't have the chance to see it, that's all."

After saying that, the old beggar turned and left.

It was almost dawn.

Hu Si heard from Lu Song, the head of the Four Life Gate in southern Hunan, that there are Gong Hu who can't be defeated in Pingyang City, Cheng Xiazi who is an immortal of Tie Gua, and an old sorcerer who studied as a teacher in the countryside.The reason why the old beggar came here was indeed just curiosity, and he wanted to try his luck. In his words, it was to find fate—because he knew that Su Chunfeng had studied here. Can't escape the eyes of Wang Qimin, who is a teacher and a warlock, maybe Wang Qimin will still have news about that mysterious celestial being.

But he failed to meet Wang Qimin, and the old beggar didn't force him, so he left as he pleased.He actually understood that if the celestial being who taught Su Chunfeng the magic technique did not want to be known by Wang Qimin, even if he stood in front of Wang Qimin, Wang Qimin would not recognize him as a sorcerer.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the village, the old beggar suddenly stopped, looked up at the dark night shrouded in the slightly southerly western sky, and murmured: "It's so murderous..."

At this moment.

In the dilapidated old house where Gong Hu used to live in Xishan County, Wang Qimin and Diao Ping had already gotten up, sat cross-legged on the kang in the cold room, and meditated for half an hour. Practicing boxing in the huge courtyard, the aura of heaven and earth gathered for a while.

In another room, Gong Hu lazily turned over, reached into his crotch with one hand and scratched vigorously a few times, then shivered comfortably, and then muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's only when you're full." I would get up so early, this cultivation method is all about talent, if you can do it, you can do it, if you can’t do it, you can’t. Is it still the Qi refining period?"

"Old medicine jar!"

Outside the dark courtyard before dawn, there was a sudden roar of the east lion.

Gong Huchi, who was only wearing big underpants, slipped out of the bed, shrank in the innermost corner of the bed in fright, dragged the quilt over his body, and shouted, "Not here!"

boom!

The door was kicked open.

Qi Cui, who was carrying a rolling pin, stepped onto the kang in one step, and swung the rolling pin to beat Gong Hu, who was curled up in the blanket, bang, bang, bang...

"Immortal, sneaked here to live!"

"You are capable, dare to lie to my old lady!"

"I will kill you today!"

……

Wang Qimin and Diao Ping, who were practicing boxing and fitness in the courtyard, had no time to stop the persuasion, Qi Cui rushed in from the gate of the courtyard where there was no door, as if he had already detected the enemy's situation, and directly rushed in After entering the house where Gong Hu was hiding, there was a symphony of shouts, beatings, begging for mercy, and howling, which was staged in this dilapidated old house in the dark night before dawn.

Wang Qimin hurriedly ran into the house, dissuading him in a panic: "Siblings, younger siblings, stop beating, it's all my fault, Pingwa, and I'm causing you trouble again."

Diao Ping also ran in, persuading with tears in his eyes: "Mother, don't hit him..."

Qi Cui, who vented a lot, seemed to be tired from reading, and her anger was almost gone, or she felt sorry for Diao Ping, and she had to save face for herself and her man in front of outsiders, right?She went down the slope and jumped off the kang with a rolling pin in her hand, and said angrily, "Old medicine jar, you haven't had a good two years yet, and you want to become seductive in front of my old lady, or what? Hurry up!" I get off!"

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Gong Hu poked his head out from under the quilt, and said with a flattering smile, "Don't dare." As he spoke, he reached out and dragged the clothes from the end of the kang to put them on.

Qi Cui put down the rolling pin, stretched out her hand to stroke Diao Ping's head, and said kindly: "Pingwa has grown taller again, and has become a grown child, don't cry, the aunt didn't mention you."

"Ma'am..." Diao Ping showed embarrassment.

Qi Cui said to Wang Qimin with a little apology: "Brother Wang, don't worry about it. I didn't come here for you and Pingwa. I beat this old man because he is already 50 years old. I ran out to visit brothels every now and then, and I caught him a few days ago. He actually hugged a little bitch. I caught him back and trained him, but he dared to run away from home in anger. Tell me, he Should we fight?"

Wang Qimin was very embarrassed, and thought that even if he really deserved to fight, he couldn't ask me, and I couldn't say anything.

Diao Ping covered his mouth and hilariously.

Already under his wife's arrogance, Gong Hu quickly dressed neatly, jumped off the kang and put on the shoe covers, and asked desperately, "Mother, how do you know that I live here?"

Qi Cui showed a meaningful sneer, mysterious and unpredictable.

Gong Hu glared at Wang Qimin viciously as if he had realized it, and then stared at Diao Ping, who was covering his mouth and holding back his smile - he was afraid of traitors in everything!

You traitor!

"Don't blame others, it was my old lady who suddenly couldn't sleep and found it on a whim." Qi Cui snorted.

As soon as the words were said, the four people in the room raised their eyebrows almost at the same time, and turned their heads to look at the narrow paper window and the open door.

A majestic and unparalleled murderous aura surged from all directions.

Without hesitation, Wang Qimin raised his hand to make a formula, silently recited the incantation and circulated his mind, stepped back a few steps to the side, staggered his feet by more than a foot, with his toes turned inward, stood still in a strange posture, full of vigor The sudden burst, without the momentum of on-the-spot defense, only the overwhelming waves of magical attacks, with an unrivaled force, collided head-on with the wave of murderous surprise attacks—attack against attack!

"Protect Pingwa." Gong Hu said to his wife in a deep voice, and then picked up his bong from the kang head, held the bong flat with his right hand, and pinched the formula with his left hand in front of his abdomen.

In the courtyard, because of the practice of Wang Qimin and Diao Ping, a lot of spiritual energy from heaven and earth had gathered in the courtyard, which had not dissipated in a short time. , rapidly surrounding this dilapidated house to form layer upon layer of protective layers, ordinary people cannot see it, but if you look at it with the eyes of a magician, you can clearly see the layers of colorful splendor, as well as the magic power. The circle ripples that swayed after the magic attack wave hit.

The fight became intense almost instantly.

Gong Hu is in charge.

Wang Qimin attacked.

Both of them are master-level warlocks who have entered the Qi refining stage, and they understand each other's strengths in their own techniques, so when faced with a sudden and powerful technique attack, the two of them responded calmly and cooperated very tacitly.

And Qi Cui, who is as violent as a tigress, does not have the slightest reluctance to her man's orders at this moment. She pulls Diao Ping, who is pale and angry and blood boiling, into her arms. With cold eyes, he looked out of the courtyard from the open door—outside, it was still immersed in the darkness like ink.