Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 32 The Realm of Fu Dao

Headquarters of the Exorcism Division, Star Observatory.

At the same time, Luo Chuan, the director of exorcism, also looked at Gu Xu's figure in the bronze mirror and commented lightly: "He is really calm."

As the top powerhouse of the Daqi Dynasty, Luo Chuan can easily see that the reason why Gu Xu's real essence is pure and condensed is because he has been suppressing the realm and polishing it repeatedly.

In his opinion, although Gu Xu has a talent far beyond ordinary people, but he can resist the temptation to break through and conscientiously consolidate his foundation, which is very worthy of admiration.

Today's young people are mostly ambitious and eager for success.

Few people can be like Gu Xu, one step at a time, steady and steady.

Shangguan Jin next to him nodded again and again like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Sir Si Shou said yes."

At the same time, she habitually speculated in her heart: Sir Si Shou said this... Is he trying to use that young man named Gu Xu to beat me?Hmm... My current cultivation speed is indeed a little faster.Or, take it slow?
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The illusion in the pot, Taoyuan Town.

The bustling restaurant is now empty.

The clerks and diners have all turned into black ashes on the ground.

Only Gu Xu and Ma Qin were left in the room.

The sudden silence made Ma Qin feel a little overwhelmed.

"Brother Gu Xian, you said... what should we do next?" He looked at Gu Xu beside him and asked.

"Of course, continue to kill ghosts," Gu Xu replied casually while pacing the empty restaurant, "We have only dealt with a room of evil spirits. There are still hundreds of rooms around, and thousands more. Tens of thousands of evil spirits need us to deal with."

While speaking, Gu Xu lowered his head and glanced at the various kitchen utensils scattered on the ground.

"Brother Ma, I remember you said you were a sword repairer?" After a moment of silence, Gu Xu asked again.

"That's right," Ma Qin nodded and replied, "I don't have a knife now, so I can only use [-]% of my usual strength."

This is a lie.

Without a knife, Ma Qin can actually exert [-]% of his usual fighting power.

But he is a face person.

The dignified second-level cultivator was hit by a ghost with a rotten egg and turned into such a miserable appearance - it is really shameful to say such a thing!

However, as long as you exaggerate the importance of weapons to yourself in your words——

That's not my level dish, but no weapons limit my play!
Hearing this, Gu Xu smiled and didn't open his mouth to question.

He squatted down and began to pick and choose among the piles of kitchen utensils on the ground. At the same time, he said to Ma Qin: "Brother Ma, what kind of knife do you usually use? Kitchen knife? Fruit knife? Bone knife? Or I will go Go to the kitchen and help you find a pig-killing knife like the shop owner?"

Ma Qin was silent for two seconds, then replied speechlessly: "...I usually use a goose-winged knife."

The wild goose-wing knife is a special kind of sword for foot combat - the back of the knife is thick, the head of the knife is wide, and the knife is heavy; the back of the knife has a small hole, and the hole is pierced with a copper ring; when it is swung, the ring hits the back of the knife, making a sound like a wild goose. Ming.

Ma Qin felt that comparing his precious wild goose-wing knife with the miscellaneous knives such as kitchen knives and fruit knives is simply an insult to it.

"But, Brother Ma, there's no wild goose-winged knife here! How about just going?" Gu Xu spread out his hands, showing an innocent expression, "As a weak and helpless first-level cultivator, my true essence has already been exhausted. There is not much left, and I will have to rely on Brother Ma to deal with those ghosts later!"

Machin snorted coldly.

Although for any first-level cultivator, it is a matter of course that after killing a room of ghosts, the real energy is exhausted and the fighting ability is lost.

But Ma Qin always felt in the dark that Gu Xu still had a lot of trump cards hidden in his body. Maybe he could give him a huge surprise after a while.

"...Then I'll just use this broken kitchen knife!" Ma Qin bent down and reluctantly picked up the kitchen knife that the ghosts used just now.

"Brother Ma, wait!" At this moment, Gu Xu suddenly stopped him, "Tell me what your goose-winged knife looks like."

Ma Qin was a little confused, wondering why Gu Xu suddenly mentioned this.

But he still raised his chin and described his beloved saber in great detail in a proud tone.

Gu Xu listened carefully and kept his words firmly in his mind.

Then he picked up a broken plate, dipped a chopstick in the sauce spilled on the ground, and started to draw talismans on the plate on his own accord!

Ma Qin couldn't understand the complicated runes he drew.

But he noticed Gu Xu's skillful brushwork, as well as his casual and confident expression.

Not like a character.

It's more like creating a freehand landscape painting.

"Okay." After a while, Gu Xu handed the broken plate to Ma Qin's hand.

Machin took the plate.

His expression was suspicious at first, but it quickly turned to consternation.

Because the moment he touched the plate, the plate turned into a three-foot-long knife, glowing with a metallic luster under the sun's light—

It is exactly the same as his goose-winged sword that is regarded as a treasure!
He held the handle of the knife and waved it gently, only to hear the copper ring hitting the back of the knife, making a crisp and familiar sound.

The only difference is that this short knife is very light, as light as a porcelain plate.

This made Machin feel a little uncomfortable.

But it's always better than having no weapons.

After all, he has practiced swordsmanship for ten years.As long as he has a knife in his hand, his heart will be more confident.

At this time, Ma Qin also understood that when Gu Xu mentioned "chopping knives", "pig-killing knives", etc. just now, he was deliberately teasing him.

But he couldn't get angry.

Because the young man in front of him has attained a level of talismanism that requires him to look up.

Ma Qin once saw in the book that there are three realms in the practice of Talismans - utensils, techniques, and Tao.

"Those who are in the form of things are called implements."

Beginners using talismans must use cinnabar as the ink, strictly implement the steps of incense, ask God, purify the heart, pray, etc., and draw specific runes on yellow paper rigorously and without error.

If there is an error later, the talisman will not take effect.

This is the realm of "tool".

utensils, tools also.

And once you have an understanding of the essence of Talisman, you can get rid of the shackles of yellow paper and red ink, and no longer stick to the form.

At this time, the talisman can be a painting on the screen with splashes of ink, it can be a sentimental poem on the wall, or it can be a line of Chinese characters on rice paper.

This is the realm of "art".

Techniques and skills.

If you become a "Master of Fu Dao" like the National Teacher of Daqi, you can even completely get rid of pen and ink, and everything in the world can become a talisman.

This is the realm of the "Tao" of "The Great Way is invisible".

Gu Xu practiced Talisman for less than three months, and he had already touched the threshold of "skill".

Such talent is truly extraordinary.

I am afraid that more than [-]% of the masters in Daqi will be far behind in their lives.

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