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Chapter 280 Lingchen (Part )

"Hong means big water; Chen means small soil. Big water rushing against small soil is too fierce."

Hong Chen never expected that Uncle Jiu would actually mention his name before officially starting teaching.

Moreover, what he said seemed to make sense.

Uncle Jiu, with his hands behind his back, glanced at him secretly. Seeing him nod slightly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and then he quickly calmed down.

"A name will profoundly affect a person's fortune. If you want to change your name, you need to get the consent of your parents or master. I have no relatives or friends with you, so it is not convenient for me to interfere. Unless..." He stopped here.

Hong Chen pursed his lips slightly.

Okay, wait for me here, right?
Although Hong Chen is confident in his own martial arts, he also covets Maoshan's Taoism.

Since you want to learn skills, it is natural to become an apprentice.

So, he did not count on himself, and immediately knelt down with his thin body, and bowed: "I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. If the Taoist priest does not forsake me, I am willing to be your master!"

Suddenly, Uncle Jiu couldn't help showing joy on his face, but when he turned around, he returned to his usual serious look.

He bent down and helped Hong Chen up, saying, "It is fate that we meet. Since you want to take me as your master, I, Lin Jiu, will accept you as my disciple today."

Hong Chen stood up and called "Master" with a smile.

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile after all.

"Good boy!" He stroked Hong Chen's hair gently, thinking, and said: "Although you and I are already master and apprentice, your name was given by your parents. You said they are no longer here, so it is not appropriate for me to change your name directly."

"Then what should we do?" Hong Chen blinked his eyes and played the supporting role obediently.

Uncle Jiu smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Although your name cannot be changed, since you have joined our Taoist sect, you can also take a Taoist name. In the future, as a Taoist disciple, you can travel the world with your Taoist name, which will naturally wash away the bad luck brought by your original name."

"Oh~ Then please give me a Taoist name, Master."

Looking at the pair of eyes that were surprisingly bright and shining on Hong Chen's pale face, Uncle Jiu immediately had an idea.

"You have excellent roots. Although your body is damaged, your spiritual energy is still strong and exudes a divine spirit. How about calling yourself Lingchen?"

As long as it is not a weird Taoist name, Hong Chen will have no objection.

Moreover, the Taoist name Lingchen is quite similar to the Buddhist name Xuanchen he used when he was in Buddhism.

"Ling Chen greets Master!"

"Hahaha, good, good, good! Good disciple! Come, let me teach you a set of health-preserving skills first. When the morning dew dissipates, we will set off to return to the charity cemetery. Along the way, I will slowly teach you the basics."

"Okay, Master!"

This dilapidated house has unknown origins and is just a temporary shelter.

When Hong Chen came through, his heart had already been lost.

According to Uncle Jiu, Hong Chen encountered roaming bandits while fleeing with a group of villagers. Uncle Jiu himself took a job far away and happened to encounter this tragedy on his way back after finishing his work. He was unable to stop the bandits and watched with his own eyes as they shot Hong Chen in the heart.

Uncle Jiu was furious and dealt with the bandits. When he turned back to dig a pit to bury the bodies on the road, he saw Hong Chen sitting up with a big hole in his chest.

Who is Lin Jiu?

He is knowledgeable and has extraordinary abilities.

He immediately took out a corpse-suppressing talisman and stuck it on Hong Chen's head.

The results are obvious.

Instead of being frozen, Hong Chen looked at him blankly. There was confusion in his eyes at first, and then a hint of excitement seemed to flash across his eyes.

Uncle Jiu Hong Chen was even more shocked.

After an examination, he looked as if he was doubting his life.

Can a person without a heart still be alive?
Uncle Jiu couldn't believe it.

No pulse, but breathing.

There wasn't a trace of yin or corpse energy. Instead, the yang energy was so strong that it almost blinded his eyes.

At this point, Uncle Jiu had to believe it even if he didn’t want to.

After hurriedly burying the bodies of the fleeing villagers, Uncle Jiu placed Hong Chen in a dilapidated house in the deserted mountains. The next day, he brought back the tree with only one leaf.

After becoming his disciple, Uncle Jiu also told him the truth. "If the grass has no heart, it will not sprout; if a person has no heart, he will not grow. This sentence originally means that when doing things for others, you can succeed only if you put your heart into it. But in your case, you need to have a heart to fill the foundation. I have never seen a situation like yours, but I have been thinking about it all night and I think that maybe I can use the substitute technique to grow a heart for you."

The art of substitution is a relatively sophisticated and difficult to perform spell. It requires the preparation of materials in advance and a great deal of time, energy and money to create a useful substitute.

Uncle Jiu used the method of refining a substitute to let Hong Chen cultivate his heart, which was a different approach.

As for whether the heart that was finally grown could be used or how good it was, he himself didn't know.

But Hong Chen has the answer - yes!
Don't forget that his Nine Dragons Luck is simply a simplified version of a search engine.

I have to say, although it is just a fantasy world, the magic of its methods far exceeds that of the world of martial arts.

Hong Chen didn’t understand why his recent time travels always gave him some strange preconditions in advance, but judging from the last time, this kind of precondition could actually be regarded as a kind of "benefit".

Because the final result is actually good.

Perhaps, Right Hand Brother used this seemingly torturous method to guide him toward a path that he himself could not imagine or understand.

The boxing style taught by Uncle Jiu is a relatively pure health-preserving boxing style, but its fighting ability is weak.

But in his eyes, Hong Chen was a thin and weak critically ill patient, whose waist seemed to be broken by a gust of wind, so it was good enough for him to maintain his health. Fighting was not suitable for Hong Chen at all.

After Hong Chen learned this set of health-preserving boxing techniques, Uncle Jiu took him on the return journey.

For the sake of the "weak" Hong Chen, Uncle Jiu, who was used to taking the No. 11 bus, gritted his teeth and spent a large sum of money to buy a horse, which shows his love for him.

On the way back to the Yizhuang, Uncle Jiu did not waste any time and patiently taught and explained the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra" to Hong Chen.

Maoshan Sect is actually another name for Shangqing Sect.

The Shangqing Dadong Sutra is the core inheritance of the Maoshan School.

The true Qi flows down to fill the dark gate, calms the spirit, consolidates the essence and blocks the source of death. The Jade Sutra is bright and intelligent and communicates with all the gods. It brings me eternal true destiny, saves my seven ancestors and makes them immortal, and trains all the gods to be one in Qi.

It is a pity that the Dharma Ending Age has arrived and the world is in chaos, so the Taoist heritage has been severely lost, and the "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing" was not spared.

Fortunately, this is the case for most of the Taoist sects in the world, and the remaining parts are enough for the Maoshan Sect to continue to be ranked among the Three Mountains of Talismans. Combined with other methods accumulated by the sect over the years, it is still the backbone of Taoism in the world.

Due to the loss of his heart, Uncle Jiu did not think that Hong Chen would be able to master the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra". After all, the heart itself encompasses the key meridians and nodes that are extremely important in the practice process.

But there is never more than one road leading to a destination in the world.

Under Uncle Jiu's thorough teaching, it took Hong Chen nine days for the nine dragon auras to move spontaneously and use the dragon body to build the missing meridian bridge in the heart area, thus officially getting started.

There are joys and sorrows.

What made him happy was that he felt a thin wisp of spiritual power flowing through his body.

What worried him was that he also felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be drying up.

According to the density and quality of the spiritual energy in this world, Hong Chen felt that even if he went into seclusion for two hundred years without eating or drinking, he would not be able to become an immortal.

Fortunately, after learning the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra", Hong Chen's stagnant practice was also loosened.

Instead of asking for the limited spiritual energy from heaven and earth, it is better to use the method in the Zhenwu Demon-Slaying Sword Technique to directly transform the ten thousand years of true energy into spiritual energy.

Although doing so would not be much faster, at least all the true energy would be his own. Once converted into spiritual energy, it could be directly integrated into the Shangqing Dadong Sutra, leading him to a higher level of Taoist practice.

A month later.

Hong Chen was riding a horse, and Uncle Jiu was walking in front holding the reins. Many people greeted him along the way.

After a while, Uncle Jiu stopped in front of a fairly large charity cemetery.

Before he had the chance to introduce them to Hong Chen, he saw two figures, one tall and one short, chasing and fighting in the charity cemetery like the wind, and the noise was quite loud.

"I'll fight!"

A light shout was heard, and the tall man running in front squatted down alertly.

So, the rag thrown by the short mushroom-headed guy behind him hit Uncle Jiu's face accurately.

The rag dripping with black water seemed to be stuck to Uncle Jiu's face.

Hong Chen almost laughed out loud.

It turns out that these two guys had started to cheat their master so early.

(End of this chapter)