With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 179 The Art of Witchcraft and Gu
"Young, too young."

"What does face mean?"

"In this life, people will inevitably make mistakes. It's good to know, understand and correct them."

Li Zhen leaned on the chair.

Pretend to be someone who has come before, and speak with sincerity and sincerity.

"Has Taoist Master ever done something you regretted?"

Feng Chong regained some of his composure and asked in a daze.

"Of course."

"I am not a saint, how can I not make mistakes?"

"What, do you want to hear it?"

Looking at Li Zhen, who seemed a little distracted at this time, Feng Chong smiled bitterly:

He looked at Donghai, wondering what he was thinking at this time.

His eyes looked into the distance.

Hearing this, Li Zhen's expression changed.

"not understand?"

"Maybe I'll forget about it after a sleep."

With a glance, she looked down at him with a little wisdom from an elder who had lived for hundreds of years:
"You're the only one who's special?"

He said casually.

Feng Chong was a little confused.

It doesn’t matter whether Feng Chong understands it or not.

Feng Chong fell silent.

"It's not fun to watch. I just won't watch it from now on."

But she didn't pick the thorn in his words, she just added some water to her cup.

Feng Chong paused.

Li Zhen smiled lightly.

"So, I don't regret taking revenge."

It was just a fun show, and I don’t regret it after all.

"think."

Li Zhen rolled his eyes at him.

"I don't have the open-mindedness of my great uncle to let go of this unforgettable hatred."

Then, Li Zhen said something with a hint of regret and sigh on his face:
"The most wrong thing Pindao did that year."

He nodded and said subconsciously:

"But I'm different."

"Why don't you regret it?"

Feng Chong:.
Uncle Master, please leave me alone, right?

"Later I realized that there are some lively events that I shouldn't watch."

"I don't have the strength of my great uncle, so I can only practice hard in order to avenge my great revenge."

"These regrets are nothing more than minor worries to you."

"Humph."

"How do you want to do it."

"Otherwise, some people and things will haunt you for the rest of your life."

"That's right if you don't understand."

"It's just that you shouldn't see a scene when you pass by a certain city when you go out of Beijing for the first time."

Li Zhen looked at him with a strange expression:
"You know, if Pindao didn't watch the excitement back then, he wouldn't care about your life or death now."

"What I regret is that I failed to live up to some people's expectations of me."

You kid, that's simple.

"So what's next?"

"Haha~"

"Uncle Master, you are a fairy-like figure, playing in the human world."

"There's nothing to regret."

The expression on his face changed, and finally he said helplessly:

"The great revenge has not yet been avenged, and the culprit is still at large."

"Uncle Master, I can't let go."

Feng Chong held the long sword tightly in his hand, which he never let go of even when he was unconscious.

With red eyes, he spoke word for word.

The words are soft.

But to Li Zhen's ears, it felt like someone was slashing with a sharp sword.

Stroke by stroke, it was engraved in his mind.

His brows wrinkled slightly.

After not seeing each other for so many years, this kid has become a bit more murderous!
But then he put the matter behind him for the time being.

Looking into Feng Chong's red eyes, Feng Qingyun calmly said words that made him unbelievable:

"Then you can let it go."

"The leader of the Blood God didn't look at the almanac when he went out a few years ago. He wanted to touch the poor Taoist porcelain, but he died as a result."

Feng Chong's eyes suddenly widened again.

Between his brows, there seemed to be faint veins pulsing.

"died."

"Just die that simple?"

For a moment, he couldn't accept it.

It's not that I don't believe Li Zhen.

It's just the kind of enemy who keeps a person in his heart all the time for decades and wants to eat his flesh and blood.

Right now, he died so lightly.

The absurd sense of fate made Feng Chong feel at a loss.

"Yes, dead."

"You can't die any more."

Listening to Li Zhen's confirmed words again.

Feng Chong's body softened and he collapsed on the spot.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost his life goal and was in a daze.

But it was as if he had let go of something, feeling relieved.

His forehead was firmly pressed against the bluestone ground in the courtyard, and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

Vaguely, the bluestone seems to be stained by water stains.

Seeing him like this, it was natural that I couldn't bear it.

He moved closer, trying to help him up.

But he was stopped by Li Zhen, who was drinking tea leisurely on the side.

Cry.

It's okay to cry about some things.

After crying.

It’s time to let go of this hatred.

By the time.
It’s time to live, it’s time to practice.

There are always things in this world that can make him feel passionate again.

time flies.

Since then, he has said goodbye to Li Zhen and returned to overseas.

In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

Three years is not a long time.

But it's not short either.

It's enough to change a lot of things.

Even witness life and death one after another.

And, absurd and bizarre royal changes.

Jingming fifty-sixth year.

Ever since that time Sister Jiao collided with Da Zhou’s National Fortune Golden Dragon.

I don’t know if it’s because being an emperor is closely linked to the fate of the country.

Emperor Zhao Ping's body began to deteriorate day by day.

In the beginning, I could still insist on going to court.

But in the past year, he rarely even went to court.

On the contrary, compared with many ministers, the most people who have entered the palace in recent years are doctors.

This is enough to prove that Zhao Ping's physical condition is not optimistic.

In fact, this is not surprising.

After all, Zhao Ping is already in his seventies.

He is old and no longer young.

In addition, he has never practiced Buddhism.

Being able to survive until now is thanks to the changes in the world.

He got a lot of spiritual herbs, spiritual fruits and the like that had magical effects under the influence of spiritual intelligence.

Only then can he always be able to stay active under heavy workload.

But these things obviously cannot make him live a long life and be immune to all poisons.

Therefore, he fell ill.

This news was like an earthquake, causing great shock to everyone in the capital.

However, it's not necessarily bad news.

To some extent, in some people's eyes.

This is not a bad thing either.

After all, Zhao Ping has been the emperor for too long.

For a long time, the whole Zhou Dynasty became his one-spoken hall.

These princes and ministers have completely become the emperor's puppets, and they dare not violate anything.

Even though he is rich and powerful, he still doesn't have many things that he should have.

But living this kind of life always feels boring.

Some people even began to miss the Emperor Daojun.

Although the world is a bit bad.

But at that time, the emperor really dared to delegate power.

Where is it like now.
And these are not the only people who are dissatisfied with Zhao Ping for having been emperor for too long.

Likewise, there is another person.

An extremely special person.

Prince! He has been in the position of Prince for more than forty years.

If nothing unexpected happens.

He may have to sit still for a few more years.

Until life is about to come to an end.

Only then will he have the opportunity to sit on the car that he has been in since he was sensible.

Someone has always told him that the position must belong to him, but he has never sat in it.

But let’s ask this.
Will the prince be willing to do so?

The answer is self-evident.

Is there any prince in the world who has lived for fifty years?
If he doesn't try to do something.

Maybe, it really does exist.

Ever since.

Something happened that shocked the people in the capital more than the emperor's illness.

In the palace and harem, someone wanted to use witchcraft to curse the emperor.

And when this news leaked out.

The palace has been put under martial law, and batches of Habayashi guards have taken over the palace.

At the same time, a large number of people from the Chayi Division secretly entered the palace.

A sweeping sweep of the harem was carried out.

Later I heard that the person who did this was a concubine in her forties.

He was old and beautiful, and had not been favored by the emperor for many years.

In addition, he was trapped in a cold palace for a long time.

Over time, resentment develops.

I don’t know where I heard about such witchcraft methods, and I thought about it.

He did such an appalling thing.

Unfortunately, things are not confidential.

He was reported by a palace maid next to him.

The final outcome was tragic.

And this is not the end, just the beginning.

The people in the harem who were implicated by it were unknown.

It is said that the car that transported corpses from the palace in those days.

They all come in batches after batches.

That scene was simply chilling.

When he learned the news, Li Zhen was reading in the yard.

The book is not an ordinary book.

It's not a serious book either.

But it is a very serious book: "Shen Tong Qi".

After studying Zhouyi, Li Zhen set his sights on this book.

I accidentally discovered that the content of this book coincided with his practice.

It also describes the way of yin and yang, and also points out that if you want to live forever, you must obey the changes of yin and yang.

It served as a reference for his practice.

Even, many interesting techniques have been deduced from it.

Coal Ball and other members of the Chuixiang Building also benefited from this.

Let’s take a detailed look at the techniques and techniques that Li Zhen has learned and comprehended over the years.

It can be divided into several categories in total.

There are talismans.

There is a formation.

There are refining tools.

There are fortune-telling and fortune-telling.

There is also a unique secret grabbing hand seal.

Ling Ling Zong Zong, barely has some foundation.

So he proudly said to Zi Ziran, Erqing and Qianqiu at that time:

“You can choose whatever you want to learn, and I’ll definitely teach you what you have to offer.”

Naturally she picked the talisman, she had already fallen in love with it.

But before, I had been embarrassed to ask for it.

Erqing chose to watch fortune and fortune, which was somewhat beyond Li Zhen's expectations.

But according to Coal Ball, this thing has been leaving early and coming home late lately.

Every day I would lie in front of the Taoist temple and look at the beautiful young ladies.

He curled his lips and followed the young cow.

As for the briquettes
This raccoon slave is difficult to maintain.

Thinking and thinking, choosing and choosing.

Finally, I asked Li Zhen a question:
"What technique is easiest to practice?"

Li Zhen was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a while.

Simple?
Is there anything simple about spiritual practice?
Coal Ball then added:
"It's the kind of technique that allows you to sleep in the sun every day and become very powerful. I want to learn this."

Watching it keep flying towards you.

Li Zhen suddenly couldn't hold himself any longer.

Who does this little thing contain?
So, he clicked on the head of this strange and angry raccoon slave.

Tell it angrily if it finds a way to practice this technique.

Please, definitely come and tell him.

Coal Ball felt that he was not telling the truth.

Even though you didn't do anything all day, you became so powerful, yet you still don't want to say it.

If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I'm not surprised at all.

But in the end, it chose one from these doors.

It is Li Zhen's painstaking work and the secret capture mudra.

Of course, it's not because of how awesome it is.

But it thought that maybe after practicing it, it would not be necessary to go into the water to catch fish.

Li Zhen couldn't laugh or cry at his thoughts.

But he didn't bother to care about it and just let it go.

The witchcraft incident was causing quite a stir, and there was quite a bit of commotion.

When naturally reading these messages with a somewhat surprised tone.

Li Zhen, who was sitting on the lounge chair under the tree, put down the book in his hand.

He raised his head and glanced at Zi Zi with confusion:
"Witch Gu?"

He asked as if he was a little unsure.

"That's what it says here."

Naturally, there are also some doubts about the authenticity of the news, but the news that comes is indeed true.

"This"

Li Zhen didn't know what to say for a while.

All we can say is that history has its inevitability.

Although the world is no longer the original world.

But there are some things that you can't escape.

But the thing that is different from the original witchcraft is.

This world has spiritual power and can practice cultivation.

Then this witchcraft is really not necessarily just something to fool people.

But it is very likely to become a reality.

When I think about the future.

There was a man with a wrinkled face, a big hood, and yellow teeth.

Hiding secretly in a dark place where no one can be seen, using the hair and blood on your body as a guide, secretly poking at you and drawing circles to curse you.

Li Zhen had goosebumps all over his body.

This thing may not be fatal, but it is very disgusting.

Once provoked, it will be a big trouble.

At this moment, Li Zhen seemed to be able to understand what the news said.

Why is martial law in the palace and why is the harem being searched?

This is an offense against the emperor!

But then again.

赵平
Seriously, are you about to die?
Thinking like this, a strange look appeared on Li Zhen's face.

Some doubts, some feelings.

But in the end it disappeared under a touch of dullness.

Yes or no, it has little to do with him.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature.

If he can't escape this reincarnation, this will happen one day in the future.

Instead of feeling sad about the death of others, it is better to think about your own practice.

After all, he has been stuck at this foundation-building level for a long time.

It has been so long that I am confused about how to break through in the future.

"Could it be that"

"Do you really have to be like Sister Jiao and be struck by lightning?"

to be frank.

Li Zhenzhen would not do it unless he had to.

After all, not everyone is thick-skinned.

That was a thunderbolt, no joke.

Thinking about these things, he opened the book in his hand again and lay down.

Sometimes, there are things.

It does not stop its development depending on whether someone pays attention to it or not.

Jingming fifty-sixth year.

August.

A piece of news spread from the palace.

Once again, the entire capital was shocked.

Fifteenth.

The prince went into the palace to visit the seriously ill emperor as usual.

However, there is no return.

(End of this chapter)