Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Chapter 11 Lao Huai [New book for collection recommendation~]

Clear Cloud View.

"call……"

Lu Chen slowly sat back on the stone bench and heaved a sigh of relief.

After this night, I was very tired.

If he didn't have many magical powers at his side tonight, if he wanted to kill the living dead and sentence Lin Qing'an to prison, he might not be able to succeed.

The main problem is that the cultivation base is too small.

If the cultivation base is higher, it will not be so embarrassing.

Lu Chen's tired eyes flickered.

The Three Realms of Acquired Heaven, also known as the Three Realms of Warriors.

Gang Qi, Cheng Ling, Zhen Xuan.

It can also be regarded as the most basic three levels of martial arts, and each level is divided into the last three stages of junior high school.

The two Ling Lin'er I met tonight belonged to the middle stage of becoming a spirit, and they were considered good players in Yushui City, but they still couldn't reach the category of real strong.

When one reaches the threshold of Zhenxuan Realm, one will be able to monopolize a strong voice in this huge metropolis.

As for the higher level of the innate master, it requires great opportunities and luck to reach it.

The three realms of innate masters.

Acupoints, Dongfu, Tianyuan.

No one is a giant.

It is said that in the entire Yushui City, there are only three great masters of the Dongfu Realm.

Lu Chen casually placed the soul-hunting bell in the middle of the stone table, on which Lu Chen's painting with gossip was still effective as a prison.

Right now, Qingyao Mountain is not suitable for casting spirit prisons for these demons and goblins, so the soul-detaining bell is a good choice.

The thunder in the palm has broken all the evil spirits of the soul-detaining bell, and four of the dead souls were also sent away by Lu Chen. At present, the soul-detaining bell is a good magic weapon.

Although the grade is a bit rough...

But looking at his dilapidated and mottled Qingyun Temple, Lu Chen suddenly felt very content.

I am so poor, what do I need semi-permanently?

Besides, there are not many people who can refine weapons when spiritual power is revived in this world. Warriors prefer more scientific weapons, such as little boys, big Ivan, etc...

This soul arresting bell is enough.

After all, Lin Qing'an is just a mortal soul, except for those grievances, he has no great ability, and it is more than enough to suppress him with the soul-controlling bell.

Lu Chen took out the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill, and as soon as he got the Golden Pill, a lot of information flooded out.

[Dragon Tiger Golden Pill: Taking it can greatly improve the cultivation of true energy. According to legend, it was refined by the saints of the Zhang family. It is said that the pill was completed in three years. There was a green dragon and a white tiger around the alchemy cauldron, and came with jade in their mouths...]

"Sage of the Zhang Family!"

Lu Chen's eyes lit up, he was familiar with the stories of the Zhang family saints, how could the dragon and tiger golden elixir be so bad for such a figure as the patriarch of one sect.

[Relieve disasters and save people, kindness is commendable, reward the merits of heaven and earth: three coins]

Just as he was marveling at the scene, a divine voice suddenly rang out in Lu Chen's ears.

After taking a look at the time, Lu Chen's expression suddenly changed: "It should be that Madam Ma's talisman has worked."

In the quiet night, the mountain wind suddenly blew up, the branches of locust trees outside the wall danced wildly, and the symbols left by Lu Chen with tea soup during the day on the stone table were faintly visible.

Lu Chen's hair fluttered with the mountain wind, he looked at the thick locust tree and smiled faintly: "Old locust tree, old locust tree, Pindao is not only saving her, but also you."

"You have experienced 300 years of spring and autumn on Qingyao Mountain. You have been contaminated with the essence of the sun and the moon, and mixed with a lot of incense from my Taoist school. It is not easy for you to have the talent of spiritual monsters. Why do you take the other way to absorb people's essence?!"

The more he talked about Lu Chen, the more dignified he became: "Pindao misses your first offence, but never killed anyone. For the sake of your three hundred years of penance, Pindao can't bear to destroy your foundation."

"You want it, so you can do it yourself."

As the words fell, the wildly dancing branches of the locust tree outside the courtyard gradually subsided and gradually bowed their heads.

Today, when he first obtained the Eight Diagrams Mirror, the Eight Diagrams Mirror gave an early warning that Guanwai Lao Huai would become a spirit after a long time.

Lu Chen deduced the secrets and finally figured out that the old lady Ma at the foot of the mountain has been weakening day by day for two months, and the cause of the disease has not been found out, but the essence was secretly absorbed by the locust tree.

But Lu Chen did not choose to be as vicious as Lin Qing'an. Lin Qing'an was a sinful person who died without repentance, and there was no cure.

This old Huai's mental intelligence is not high, and it is a first-time offender who did not kill a life, so there is still a chance of correction.

Only then did Lu Chen draw the earth as a prison to limit the range of Laohuai

After finishing speaking, Lu Chen walked towards the inner room without looking back, the branches of the locust tree outside the wall shook slightly, as if nodding.

……

[Heaven and earth merit: six taels and one coin. 】

Looking at the merits and virtues in the Taoist Tianzang, Lu Chen's eyes were hot.

The merits of accumulating six taels and one money this night are obviously low enough, and the originally bleak Taoist Tianzang is now shining brightly.

In a wave of divine light, the Taoist Tianzang slowly opened.

Magical artifacts, supernatural powers, all kinds of artifacts of cause and effect, ancient scrolls, and light spots are dazzling.

[Lu Zu's saber, it is said that before Lu Zu ascended to immortality..., it needs merit*****]

[Zhen Jiaosuo, it is said that the town will crack the sky, the land and the ground..., merits and virtues are required*****]

[True Martial Seal, according to legend..., requires merit *****]

……

The first few rows of magical artifacts are all legendary artifacts, all of which have great personalities and origins, but... Lu Chen can't even see how many merits he needs. Obviously, they are not objects that can be touched today.

The ancient scrolls and utensils in front of him continued to dim, and gradually only some affordable items remained. Among the few items, Lu Chen chose two.

【Cultivation method · Five Elements Escape Technique, requires two or seven dollars of merit】

[Item·Sword Shadow (a sharp afterglow of the spirit sword), requires three taels of merit and one coin]

Don't ask, you are afraid of death if you ask.

The most important thing in exploring a secret realm is not what you can get from it, but whether you can get out of it. The Five Elements Escape Technique perfectly matches Lu Chen's need for escape.

As for Sword Shadow...

After tonight he understood the importance of having a self-defense weapon.

The magical weapons in the Taoist Tianzang are too expensive, and a random sword costs a hundred taels of merit, so he is not given the chance to choose the beggar's version.

With my own family business, if I want to buy a weapon...

Forget it, wash up and go to sleep, Lu Chen never dreamed of such a thing.

Lu Chen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was holding an illusory sword shadow in his hand, and the sharp edge kept swaying in the inner room. Not far away lay the mahogany sword recovered from Fatty Ma's hand.

Lu Chen flicked his fingers, and the shadow of the sword flew into the mahogany sword in response.

For a moment, the sword light in the inner room flickered, and bursts of sharp edges continued to splash, and the peach wood sword that had completely changed its appearance hung in front of Lu Chen.

The sword body that was originally without a front now exudes a sharp light.

As soon as the mahogany sword was in his hand, gusts of cold wind gushed out, no matter the feel or the center of gravity, this mahogany sword was no different from Qingfeng.

Tear off a strand of hair and throw it into the air.

Lu Chen's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the peach-wood sword shook in his hand, and the jet-black hair was broken into two pieces under the peach-wood sword's edge, and the trajectory when it flew down did not change at all.

This century-old lightning strike wood can ward off evil spirits, but it has no actual combat function at all, and there are not so many sinister things in the secret realm for him to destroy, but it is of little use.

But now after blending the sword shadow, the sharp edge is very different.

……

**Area.

Under the thick shade of the trees, the aging Jiang Shou was wearing a black hoodie, looking at the burning villa behind him with an extremely ferocious expression.

Jiang Shou gritted his teeth fiercely, and fresh red blood flowed down his gums.

Taking a look at the pitch-black night, Jiang Shou put on his hat and disappeared into the dense bushes.

"boom--!"

There was a detonation, and the flames in the villa exploded, engulfing the three-storey villa in an instant.

-

The golden sun hangs high.

The young Taoist priest sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes, calming down the restless aura in his body.

"It's the late stage of becoming a spirit."

Lu Chen's voice was low. He took the Dragon and Tiger Golden Elixir last night, but after a night, the golden pill still had extremely powerful medicinal power in his body.

With only one-tenth of the medicine's strength, Lu Chen directly crossed three levels.

In order to avoid the situation of exploding and dying, Lu Chen did not continue to absorb spiritual power hastily, but suppressed the medicinal power of dragon and tiger in one part of his dantian, and slowly refined it.

With the mahogany sword on his back and the gossip mirror hanging on his waist, Lu Chen slowly closed the mottled mountain gate, looking at the old locust tree in the distance, the young Taoist voice was light:
"I'm not in the mountains these few days, so why don't you help me take care of the fallen leaves in this pavilion."

In the wind, the branches of the locust tree swayed, as if nodding and bowing their heads.

Under the golden sun, the young Taoist priest was carrying a mahogany sword and clutching the fiery red entry certificate, and slowly disappeared down the mountain road.

(End of this chapter)