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Chapter 295: Uncle Qianhe stayed for a short time and traveled with Uncle Simu

Hong Chen was actually not very happy.

Because in the process of transforming martial arts into Taoism, he encountered a bottleneck again.

Most of the martial arts he had learned could be activated by magic power or spiritual energy. Even if the power did not increase tenfold, it could at least crush the previous power.

No wonder everyone says that those who practice martial arts cannot defeat those who practice Taoism.

The transformation of these martial arts means that Hong Chen can officially break away from the identity and means of a warrior and gradually become a true cultivator.

However, in a context where most martial arts and even the Five Styles of the Evil Dragon can be transformed, the strongest method he has mastered so far has hit a wall.

First, "Nine Dragons Dao" cannot intervene with magical power.

No matter how gentle it is, moistening everything silently, or how strong it is, like a raging storm, it cannot penetrate it.

On the contrary, the true Qi, which is weaker than spiritual energy, can make it as easy as using one's arms and fingers.

Hong Chen was very worried.

I have almost torn my master's diary to pieces, but I haven't found a similar source of inspiration.

Second, the All-Seeing Sword Body.

Since he couldn't make any progress in the Nine Dragon Dao for the time being, he didn't dwell on it and turned to comprehend the Dao of the Sword.

The Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique, the nameless Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin, plus the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Position, the invisible sword energy that breaks through the body, burst out with unprecedented power with the blessing of mana.

If the three elements can be combined into one, it will also be an important way for Hong Chen to improve his own combat effectiveness.

But the problem is that because there is no heart, the Wanxiang Sword Body is incomplete, so that the comprehension of the sword has also come to a standstill.

The Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine says: The heart is the residence of the spirit, the master of blood, and the ancestor of meridians.

In addition to the sword intent, there is also the sword heart in Kendo.

Therefore, he still had to give up temporarily.

"Oh, so boring!"

Hong Chen walked past Uncle Jiu again and again, sighing and complaining tirelessly over and over again.

After a long time, Uncle Jiu, who was flipping through a book, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He slammed the book shut and said unhappily, "What on earth do you want to do, little brat?!"

"Hey, Master, you see I have nothing to do right now, how about you let me read all your books?"

If it were someone else, they would definitely be very happy to have such an apprentice who loves reading and learning, and even if there were no books at home, they would go out and buy or borrow some.

But Uncle Jiu was different, he was also very worried.

It is a miracle for a person without a heart to be alive.

A person without a heart who can still cultivate magical powers is a miracle among miracles.

However, as an elder, Uncle Jiu cannot and will not place his hopes on a more miraculous miracle, both emotionally and logically.

"Achen, I know you have talent, and I also know you will become a great figure in the future." He raised the Taoist classics in his hand, "Perhaps, in the future, when I am still alive, I can still see your name, Taoist name, and even honorific title in these books. But don't forget your current situation."

Hong Chen looked down at his chest.

Uncle Jiu felt nervous and uncomfortable.

He looked around and whispered, "The human body is also called the Tao body, so those mountain monsters and wild spirits aim to transform into a human body, which allows them to practice faster. But your Tao body is incomplete now, so it's not a big deal to start practicing, but if you want to go deeper, you have to have a complete body."

In all Taoist schools of practice, the five internal organs are of paramount importance.

Without a heart, there is a missing link.

No one knows what would happen if this part was missing because no one has ever been able to verify it in the past.

Hong Chen is not an experimental subject, but Lin Jiu’s beloved disciple, the hope of Maoshan, and the backbone of Taoism’s future.

He gently pressed Hong Chen's shoulder and said seriously, "Ah Chen, don't worry. Wait a few more years. When the little tree grows up, I will give you all the books in my collection. As long as you want to read them, even if they are the secret treasures of the Maoshan Sect, I will definitely find them for you!"

After making such a statement, if Hong Chen continues to hold on to it, he would be too ignorant.

"Well, okay, I'll listen to Master. Then I'll practice more Maoshan techniques now?"

"Haha, great. Have you learned everything I taught you a few days ago? Show me how to cast a spell."

Immediately, the atmosphere between the master and the disciple became light-hearted again.

Outside the door, Qiu Sheng sighed, "My junior brother is so young, but he feels sad because he can't read books, so he has to pass the time with Maoshan magic. It's a pity that I can't even cultivate a trace of magic power until now, and can only practice boxing and kicking with Master."

Wencai also frowned, full of confusion: "Tell me, Junior Brother, you read books every day, don't you feel sleepy at all?"

Qiu Sheng rolled his eyes at him, not wanting to say anything, and only asked, "How's your corpse-suppressing talisman going?"

"How can a mere corpse-suppressing talisman be so difficult for me? My junior brother told me last night that the handwriting of the talisman I drew is good enough. Next, I just need to try to concentrate and I may succeed!" Wen Cai raised his chin and stared into Qiu Sheng's eyes deliberately.

Qiu Sheng was indeed shocked when he heard this, "What! Even you passed?! It's over... No, you wash these clothes first, I have to go draw the talisman!"

Throwing down a pile of clothes, Qiu Sheng walked into the room without looking back.

Wencai saw how anxious he was and was so happy about being one step ahead that he forgot that his work had doubled.

in the afternoon.

The sound of the Sanqing Bell gradually approached the charity cemetery, and the four masters and apprentices who were familiar with the sound instinctively pricked up their ears.

Uncle Jiu smiled with relief: "Your uncle Qianhe is here, come with me to welcome him."

As the four of them walked out of the charity cemetery gate, they saw a team of five people coming quickly from the east.

From a distance, Uncle Jiu called out, "Qianhe!"

The middle-aged Taoist leader of the team was delighted when he heard the sound and walked faster.

When they got closer, Taoist Qianhe first called him "senior brother" and then asked his four disciples to greet him one by one.

Then, Uncle Jiu also asked Hong Chen and the others to call someone. "Is this the little disciple that Senior Brother accepted three years ago?" Qian He looked him up and down, and immediately smiled and nodded: "Sure enough, he has extraordinary spiritual energy, Senior Brother is really lucky!"

For a cultivator, praising others for their good luck does not mean denying their efforts.

Luck is fortune, and fortune comes from heaven and earth or the way of heaven.

In other words, if others say that you are blessed by heaven and have good luck, would you be unhappy?
Uncle Jiu smiled so much that his eyebrows and even his eyes became a straight line.

"Junior brother, you have worked hard on the journey. Come in and have a rest."

After entering, Wencai started serving the dishes directly.

After a few pleasantries, Uncle Qianhe and the four senior brothers from the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest immediately swept away the food on the table like a whirlwind.

Uncle Jiu looked distressed and said, "Qianhe, you have been wandering around for so many years, have you never thought about finding a place to stay?"

"Ah, Senior Brother, you know me well. I am born like this. I prefer to be active and not quiet. If you ask me to stay in one place year after year, I can't stay there. It's good for me now. Although it's hard sometimes, it's better than freedom. I can also settle things when encountering problems and accumulate merits. Isn't this better than 99% of the people in the world?"

After hearing this, Uncle Jiu could no longer persuade him and could only give him another piece of meat with his chopsticks, so that this skinny junior brother could eat as much good food as possible from his place.

After the meal, Hong Chen wanted to discuss Maoshan techniques with Uncle Master Qianhe, but he didn't expect that Uncle Master Qianhe would set off again immediately.

"Junior brother, why are you so anxious?" Uncle Jiu also frowned.

Qian He smiled and said, "This time we are going to the border to escort the body of an important person. The other party paid a lot of money, so time is indeed a bit tight."

Uncle Jiu thought for a moment and said to Hong Chen, "Go prepare some glutinous rice, yellow talismans and cinnabar, and bring ten dollars for your uncle."

Hong Chen turned around and left.

Qian He hurriedly said, "Brother, glutinous rice, yellow talismans and cinnabar are fine, but money is not necessary. I have money and have made a lot of money outside these years!"

Uncle Jiu frowned and said, "Well, the money you have is your own money, and what I give you is my money. You call me Senior Brother, so can't I give money to my Junior Brother?"

Qianhe smiled bitterly, but he couldn't refuse what Uncle Jiu insisted on.

After a while, after bidding farewell to Master Qianhe, before he could close the door, Uncle Jiu's ears moved and he said with a smile, "Your Master Simu is here again."

Hong Chen's eyes lit up.

Uncle Simu was driving a group of zombies from east to west.

"Brother, I just ran into Qianhe. He's having a hard time."

Uncle Jiu sighed and said, "You are the same, seeing off guests one after another."

Simu chuckled and said, "It's just to make a living. Why bother talking about hard work? Aren't those who work in the fields from morning till night more miserable than us?"

"That's a good point." Uncle Jiu nodded with satisfaction, "Come in."

"Hey, Senior Brother, I won't go in. This late at night is a good time for me to travel." As he said that, he looked at Hong Chen and grinned, "Nephew, do you want to go out with your uncle to play and see the world?"

"Okay!"

"no!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, the former was Houchen, and the latter was naturally Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu frowned and said unhappily, "I asked you to come and rest, and you want to kidnap my apprentice?"

"Hahaha, what are you talking about, brother? Junior Brother Lingchen is your disciple, so I can't blame him for wanting to kidnap him. But I made an appointment with him last time to go out together, so I'm here to fulfill my promise, right?"

Uncle Jiu looked at Hong Chen.

Hong Chen explained: "Master, I have been wandering around Yizhuang and Renjia Town. I am very curious about the outside world. Now it is difficult to make progress. It is useless to stay at home. Why don't I go with Uncle Simu and see the world?"

Uncle Jiu opened his mouth, but found it difficult to refute, so he glanced towards Hong Chen's room inconspicuously.

Hong Chen said quickly: "I will take it with me, and I guarantee that nothing will go wrong, please rest assured, Master!"

Simu thought they were talking about safety issues, so he also said: "Brother, don't worry, I brought a lot of treasures with me this time, just to ensure the safety of my nephew."

As he spoke, he patted the large and long package behind him.

Hong Chen guessed that he should have brought the big sword that was famous in Hong Kong movies.

Uncle Jiu thought for a moment and said, "Well, okay, Ah Chen, you take care of yourself. Simu, you must keep an eye on him for me. No chance of error is allowed. Otherwise, don't blame me for causing trouble for you!"

"Understood!" Simu patted his chest and assured again and again.

Turning back, he smiled at Hong Chen and said, "Go collect your things."

After a while, Hong Chen came back with the package on his back, holding a pottery basin in one hand and Tianwen in the other.

Qiu Sheng came over after hearing the inquiry, and together with Wencai, reminded Hong Chen to be careful when going out.

Hong Chen: "Two senior brothers, if you still don't have a single corpse-suppressing talisman when you come back next time, I may have to start special training for you."

Although they didn't know what the special training was, they knew from his tone that it was not a good thing, so they turned around and ran away tacitly.

Uncle Jiu once again warned, "Don't run around when you go out. Always follow your Uncle Simu. Don't rush to help him if something unexpected happens. You are still young, so don't rush to take responsibility. When you grow up, you will naturally have the chance to contribute. Remember?"

"Yes, Master, I will keep it in mind!"

"Well, let's go."

Uncle Simu lifted him up and placed him on a chair in the middle of the zombie team. He said with a smile, "Sit tight. If you feel sleepy, just go to sleep. These customers are very stable. If you feel cold, tell me and I'll give you a blanket."

"Thank you, uncle."

"Good~"

Simu walked to the front of the line, threw paper money into the sky, rang the Sanqing bell, and a line of customers immediately jumped forward.

Yeah, it's very stable indeed.

Uncle Jiu stood at the gate of the charity cemetery with his hands behind his back and watched him go for a long time.

(End of this chapter)