Chapter 253

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"I still want to be humble, but I didn't expect that Taoist friends are so talented. I was so angry that I took out all the most familiar spells. I'm really ashamed."

As Li Changsheng said, his eyes are still abnormal.

Anyang shakes his head and smiles. His brain power is five times that of ordinary people, and his constitution is six times that of ordinary people. It's impossible to say that he's not a genius. He has practiced Kunlun for several years. There's also a biological auxiliary chip in his body as a cheating device. It's not normal that these simplest spells can't be learned quickly.

I don't think these spells are all that Li Changsheng can master, but he's satisfied. Well, not satisfied. It's the magic of Li Changsheng that makes him disappointed. I think there's nothing on the table except the puppet skill that he can most use and the magic skill that he has explored.

This fully shows that this is a world of cultivation, not a world of cultivators described in the novel.

"Taoist Li, it's not early now. I have to go back first. The money for repairing Taoist temple will be sent to you tomorrow. By the way, I will discuss the use of magic with Taoist priest."

"Taoist friends, please walk slowly."

Anyang came out of the Taoist temple and went down the hill. The Taoist in his heart is really open-minded. He doesn't worry that he won't come tomorrow. However, it's not easy to get stuck in dealing with him.

Looking at the sky and the setting sun, he could not help but speed up his steps.

I bought two catties of beef with sauce on the street. When I got home, I had already prepared the meal for him. But it was still green vegetables and coarse rice. Xiao Chan frowned at his white brow. He didn't eat well at noon. He didn't spread his brow until he came back with a yellow paper bag. He shrugged his nose quietly.

Xiao Chan is not so afraid of strangers as she was yesterday, but she is still careful about everything and is very afraid of him. She occasionally says two words in a soft and delicate voice, which is quite pleasant.

It's a night of peace, just practicing magic.

The next day, there were more materials in the old Taoist temple. A few men were carrying things. Anyang walked in and put the box on the ground.

"Taoist Li, it's enough for you to look at these things."

Li Changsheng opened the box and looked at it. His eyes were light, and he didn't have the appearance of seeing money in Bingzhou city that day, but he was also surprised.

"That's enough, that's enough, that's all. That's really good strength for Taoist friends."

This box is not big, but it is neat and full of gold bars. According to the density of gold, there are at least 1000 Liang, let alone a layer of Pearl and jade with good quality.

However, what surprised the Taoist at first sight was not how much money these things could exchange for, but the strength of Anyang to carry the box with one hand, which was also unspeakable.

If you want to put this kind of person in the real world, it's not a big joke.

Anyang closes the box quietly, which is only part of the money he carries, but it's enough not to mention to repair a Taoist temple, but to rebuild a luxury Taoist temple. He just wants to tell this Taoist that I'll spare no effort to repair the Taoist temple for you. Don't hide any good things you have.

This move really hit Li Changsheng's heart. He didn't say anything on the surface, but in fact, he didn't hide himself any more. He taught him two more spells. One is called the method of taking things, which can take things in the air. It's a simple use of magic power. The other is called the method of clearing the wind, which can make the caster look like the wind and greatly speed up his walking speed.

"Taoist friend, I have nothing to teach you.

”Li Changsheng was ashamed when he said this.

Anyang nodded and bowed his hands to salute: "thank you very much, Taoist priest. I can't thank you very much."

he can also see that this Taoist has nothing left except his puppet refining method and illusions. Exorcism and Exorcism are the ability to eat, the guarantee of incense and inheritance of Taoist temple. The method of inviting gods and igniting fire is used for fighting. Of course, the method of igniting fire is also used for fighting You can set up a beep in front of the ignorant people, and the method of taking things can also add a bit of superior demeanor, while the cool wind technique is a bit of a bad tune. Now it's all handed to him, but I don't know if he has any other means to protect his life. To read a book for 1K

Anyang has learned six magic skills from Li Changsheng. Although they are all non-invasive small means, far less than borrowing from heaven and earth, they also fill in the blank of his magic skills. In addition to making the magic and the wind blowing a little more complicated, the other four can be put out immediately when he is learning on site, which makes Li Changsheng marvel.

In the afternoon, they will discuss all kinds of uses of magic power and some small means that can't even be called magic, such as air separation and flameout, but in a way to volatilize the Qi in the body, such as a gust of wind to blow out flames such as candle fire, such as injecting magic power into weapons, which can cause more damage to demons, ghosts, spirits and monsters, and can do more damage through some methods Make the sword sharper, etc.In fact, it's Li Changsheng who said that Anyang listened. For the time being, he is not qualified to give advice to Li Changsheng who has been practicing Buddhism for nearly 20 years.

Gradually, it sets again at dusk.

"Daoyou, I have a yanqingzhi talk here, which records some things about cultivation and magic. Maybe it can increase the knowledge of the people who practice, and then give it to Daoyou. It's also a small compensation for Daoism. Please don't think it's too small."

"Thank you, Taoist."

Anyang took over the old thread binding book with both hands, said thanks, and left by the way to Li Changsheng.

When he came out of the Taoist temple, he flipped through the book and found that it was a man named Yanqing who recorded his experiences and feelings on the road of cultivation, which was similar to a log book of cultivation. However, the strange talks and taboos recorded above were very useful to him, let alone some valuable personal experiences. If nothing unexpected happens, this book will help him better than others Six small spells are bigger.

After standing at the gate of Taoist temple for a while, he closed the book again and prepared to go back to read it.

The sunset was just behind the Taoist temple. Through the shabby tile roof and the dead tree branches, his back was bloody red.

As soon as they entered the city, they saw two men waiting at the gate of the city, dozing against the wall. One of them hit the other with his elbow as soon as he saw him. They immediately came to their senses and quietly followed Anyang, but they didn't know what they had done.

Anyang's expression is not moved by it. He turns into an alley and hides himself in the corner.

Two wretched men came in and looked around, but they didn't know why the man who was still there suddenly disappeared.

"I've seen ghosts and run so fast. I don't think I can find our brothers."

"I'm afraid that monks can't run away from the temple. I've already inquired about it. This scholar is the son of the old man who sells tea at the gate of the city. Now his son has found the treasure, and even the tea shop can't be opened. We can't find him. Just go to his house, I don't believe an old man and one What can a scholar do?

they are talking, but they hear a voice behind them:

"are you looking for me?"

the two men turn around at once and look fierce.

"You are hiding here. Just now, you were teasing me. How can I show you?" Anyang's eyes shrank, then narrowed slightly. At the moment when they turned around, he saw the blades hidden in their cuffs, which was not good for the public security of the prefecture.

It's not good for people who come here, but it's better to do so. The more evil people are, the easier it is to solve them, especially for them.

"I don't know what they're here for."

"Purpose hum, it's said that you scholar found a treasure some days ago. It happened to be left by my ancestors. If you know what you're going to do, you'll hand it over. I'll spare you my life. By the way, some of you spent before will not give you any consideration."

Anyang's eyes are calm: "if not"

the fierce light twinkles in the eyes of the two men "If not, I'll kill your father, and then slowly cut off your flesh to see if you can hand it in."

Anyang smiled: "then you can come and take it."

The two men looked at each other for fear of the scholar's deceit. They all felt the blade from their arms and approached him warily. But they didn't think that the weak scholar could pose any threat to themselves.

Anyang suddenly pinched a fingerprint and reached for a finger: "look, it's on fire"

the two men were not fooled. Instead, they sneered. They just wanted to laugh at Anyang's stupidity in reading. This kind of Pediatrics means dare to take it out and deceive them, but they didn't expect that a big cluster of bright yellow flames lit up on their robes, which made one of them suddenly hot Jump, the blade of the hand falls to the ground.

"It's so hot. How about it? Put out the fire. Put out the fire quickly"

he rubbed hard on the wall, just wiped out the fire, but saw a blood sweep across the wall, splashed on the wall and his face. It was warm and warm, so he immediately opened his eyes. As soon as he turned around, he saw a long and snowy blade poking into his chest, which was cold and cold.

"Demon"

he only had time to say a word, and then he fell down soft with the withdrawal of the blade.

Anyang sips his mouth and puts away the Tang Dao. He recovers the appearance of a weak scholar. He calmly goes over the body and leaves only a light words.

"It's not called magic, it's called Daoism."

He walked out of the lane and made eight turns, and then made a few more turns to a place not far from his home. Unexpectedly, an old neighbor rushed to him as soon as he saw him, and was in a state of anxiety.

"Something's wrong, Anyang scholar. Something's wrong with your family. You are still wandering here. If you don't go back soon, your father will be killed."

"run fast now. Maybe you can see your father at the end of the day."

Anyang's face is slightly heavy, and he quickens his pace immediately.Thank you for your open subscription.

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