Practitioner with the World Gate

Chapter 286
The old Taoist grinned after hearing this for a while, and said in his heart that he met Lu Fan, you really did something wrong!
As early as when the girl first appeared, the old Taoist priest could see that she was an evil spirit, but it was really hard to determine the specific type.

So, he took advantage of the excuse of drinking two more glasses of wine and went back to prepare talismans and spells.

Who would have thought that the old man would be so strong after drinking that he would fall asleep as soon as he came up, almost missing a major event.

At this moment, the couple in the store were also awakened by the screams.

Especially the shopkeeper, he was reminded by Lu Fan, and he probably guessed something, so he was even more worried.

The couple kowtow to their ancestors first, hold the ancestral tablet in their arms, and then go to the back kitchen to get a kitchen knife.

When passing the old Taoist's room, it happened that his son was awakened by the screams.

He rubbed his eyes and said in a daze, "Mother, which guest is so noisy."

The shopkeeper's wife stared at her son dumbfounded, her mouth half-opened, not knowing what to say, her brain shutting down.

The shopkeeper understood everything and trembled uncontrollably.

Good man, good man!

It turned out that this young gentleman did not use his son as a bait, but secretly dropped the bag at some point!

Something happened here, at noon the next day.

Everyone didn't sleep all night, the three in the store stayed up most of the night, and couldn't bear it in the early morning, hugged each other and fell asleep in a daze.

The old Taoist guarded at the door of Lu Fan and the Xie Chong's bridal chamber.

He didn't dare to go in rashly to disturb him, and he was worried about Lu Fan.

Fortunately, that shrill scream didn't last long, and the abnormal aura belonging to the evil spirit disappeared in the room.

Lu Fan has been breathless.

The way the old Taoist judges the winner can only look at the evil spirit.

The movement became weaker, but the evil spirit was still there, it meant that Lu Fan had been beaten.

When the evil aura disappears, Lu Fan has won.

Simply, Lu Fan did not disappoint the old Taoist priest: "I just said that this kid is not ordinary, he... specializes in Shanzimen, right?"

The five arts of Taoism, mountains (immortals), medicine, fate, divination, and physiognomy.

Shan, a person who cultivates immortals in the majority of cognition.

Needless to say about medicine, Taoism and medicine are not separated, and even the human body is not well understood, so how to understand the mysterious changes of yin-yang and five elements in the human body.

The last three are relatively simple. Fate is fortune-telling, and it is aimed at how many hurdles there will be in the years behind [people].

Divination is divination, which calculates the subsequent development and changes of a thing.

Physiognomy, physiognomy, can be regarded as the art of hope.

These three are collectively referred to as [a large category of fortune-telling].

Generally speaking, Taoist priests rarely have partial subjects.

For those who started from mountain and medicine, due to their own energy and experience problems, when they were young, there is a high probability that the latter three were not so good at it.

Such Taoists are relatively young when they go out to practice, but they will still struggle in the world of mortals and continue to practice the last three categories.

If you start with any one of the latter three, the remaining two are also compulsory courses.

This is quite time consuming.

Only when the three disciplines are well cultivated and perfected can one become a [How many years have you known, and how many things you have known].

In this way, the Taoist priest must be at least 30 years old when he leaves the mountain.

According to the old Taoist priest's own experience, most of the young Taoist priests who have gone down the mountain are especially good at fighting.

Most of the elderly are particularly good at calculating and understanding people's hearts.

It is also difficult for monks, not everyone can successfully enter the Tao, and most Taoists will also face the problem of old age and frailty.

It can only be said that the Taoist system is great, making them age slower than other monks.

dong dong dong.

The old Taoist knocked lightly on the door: "Are you there? Is Brother Lu Fan still there?"

"exist."

With a creak, Lu Fan opened the door.

The old Taoist stretched his head to look at it, and was immediately surprised.

Perfect as ever!

Nothing in the room was damaged, it was exactly the same as before.

Only the quilt was bulging, as if a person was hiding in it with his head covered.

What am I doing wrong?

The old Taoist priest was a little stunned, thinking, it could be that the little lady is fine, right?
The news was pure, the little lady found out that her husband was not her husband, and fought hard.

Lu Fan took the opportunity to beat him up.

No, no, it's impossible, it's too sinful to commit crimes, I shouldn't have heart karma at my age.

Oral karma is the karma created by talking cheaply.

Mental karma is to slander others in the heart and speculate on the evil of others.

"By the way, what should I do with this thing? I can't supersede it."

"what's the situation?"

The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, then walked over quickly, lifted the quilt to take a look, and immediately took a breath.

He quickly tucked in the quilt, looked left and right, and finally looked at Lu Fan with disbelief.

Good guy, I thought I had always looked up to you, but I didn't expect to underestimate you!
Inside the quilt is a beaten shapeless evil spirit, nothing special, just a painted skin.

It's not a ghost, but more inclined to an evil Rakshasa who can paint skins.

With substance and yin energy, it is more than a hundred times more difficult to deal with than a simple painted skin ghost.

Beside the Evil Raksha, a piece of intact beauty skin lay quietly.

In other words, last night, Lu Fan beat the Evil Raksha to death in bed.

Not to mention the beauty skin was not damaged, even the bedding was not damaged.

The chila chila sound was not Lu Fan tearing the beauty's skin, but the evil Rakshasa's skin breaking out.

What's even worse is that after Lu Fan beat the evil Rakshasa, he slept next to it until dawn!

"I can't save this guy, there is an entity."

Lu Fan spread his hands: "In the face of physical evil, I can only use physical transcendence, but this method is not suitable for now."

"Physical transcendence?" The old Taoist gave a light snort.

Lu Fan didn't speak, but shook his fists, the meaning was obvious.

It's this physical transcendence!

The old Taoist shivered, waved his hands and said, "I'll do it, don't worry about it."

Afterwards, the two picked up the quilt to bid farewell to the shopkeeper.

Before leaving, the young man looked at the quilt reluctantly, with an expression as if his newly acquired daughter-in-law had been snatched away.

Seeing his expression, his father slapped four of them without saying a word.

"Asshole, don't know right from wrong!"

The boy stopped talking, lowered his head and covered his face, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and sobbed.

The girl is also a little tangled.

She hadn't heard the story before, so she just felt that if the two Taoist priests said there was a problem, there was a problem.

What if there is no problem?

They just fell in love with that beautiful little girl.

This is really a big crime!

The old Taoist priest and Lu Fan had a panoramic view of the expressions of the three of them, and the former sighed slightly: "You see, this is evil spirit."

"The evil of evil is not only the evil of evil, but also the evil of evil."

"Don't look at this evil being killed by you, but if you let it go, the breath it emits automatically will affect ordinary people."

"After a long time, it can even be resurrected by the evil thoughts of human beings."

Lu Fan listened thoughtfully: "The good and evil in the world directly affect the whole world?"

"That's what it means."

The old Taoist waved his hand.

The three shopkeepers probably understood what it meant, and knelt down and kowtowed to express their thanks.

After all, they are evil spirits who just died, and their influence is not deep, so they are easily awakened.

If the influence is too deep, it is necessary to use talismans and spells.

But liars are too bad, fake Taoist priests, fake talismans, and fake talismans are harmful to people; the people who believe in these things have suffered greatly, resulting in fewer and fewer believers.

One to two to go, the road eliminates the devil.

If you look at it from a macro perspective, this is [the evil done by humans themselves].

Inseparable, people are a big group, a big group, when looking at things from a macro perspective, good people and bad people are all in the same circle.

The circle of men, the circle of mortals.

After thanking him, the shopkeeper filled another gourd full of old wine for the old Taoist priest. He even dug out the old wine at the bottom of the box before barely filling the ugly gourd.

At this scene, the young man and the owner's wife were dumbfounded.

"This gourd of mine is unattractive in appearance, but there is a wonderful world inside."

The old Taoist triumphantly hung the gourd around his waist.

If it was money, food, etc., he would definitely not ask for so much, enough food for a day.

But if it's wine, it doesn't matter.

This is wine made during the prosperous years. It was first made in the chaos of war, so it is not easy to exchange for money, and it is not very hungry.

It is pure waste to remain in the soil.

Before parting, Lu Fan pointed to the room and said to the owner, "I left something in the room, can the three of you read?"

"Recognize some, recognize some, I was a scholar in my early years, and I taught wives and children."

The shopkeeper seemed to have guessed something, and quickly nodded in response.

"Literacy is good, it's not something hard to get, learn it with your heart, and practice it with your heart."

On the way to Yulin, the old Taoist inevitably asked about the exercises Lu Fan left behind.

"The law is not passed on lightly. If you leave the exercises at will like this, can you be sure it must be a good thing?"

"Today is a good thing. As for the future, I definitely can't see through it. I'm afraid only the old gentleman can tell clearly."

"You are really a Taoist!" The old Taoist was completely surprised.

"That must be, I have a talisman."

"!!!"

The old Taoist stopped, turned his head, and looked at Lu Fan like a monster.

"What's wrong?" He didn't know why.

The old Taoist was silent for a long time, and said leisurely: "Do you know that since entering the age of chaos, there have been almost no serious teachings?"

"The orthodoxy of the Taoist sect may be absolutely in our hands."

"Impossible, it's pure nonsense, how can you have such naive thoughts at your age."

Lu Fan sneered at the old Taoist's words: "You say you, old monk, why are you so unsteady in your thinking."

"Even if the world is destroyed, the orthodoxy will still exist, so worry less and practice more."

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After being taught a lesson by the younger generation, the old Taoist felt a little ashamed.

It's not that his Dao heart is not firm, but that this world is too hopeless.

As an ordinary Taoist priest without the capital of Fulongting, how can he change this troubled world?

Besides, in the current situation, it is not certain whether there will be a dragon spirit or a dragon master.

After going around in a circle, the topic returned to Lu Fan.

The old Taoist was very eager to know what talisman Lu Fan taught, but he just refused to say.

In the end, in a hurry, the old Taoist directly took out his ultimatum.

"I'm a Taoist priest from the Shangjing lineage. Since I'm a fellow Taoist, let's get to know each other formally?"

This is already a very formal way of communication, and it stands to reason that Lu Fan should not refuse.

After all, he is also a Taoist of the Eight Classics, and he is also a disciple of the inscription.

However.
"Forget, my brain is not working well, sober for a while and confused for a while."

"you you you!"

The old Taoist was dumbfounded, and pointed at Lu Fan, almost holding back his breath: "You are so rebellious!"

How can anyone dare to say that they have forgotten the orthodoxy!
However, Lu Fan looked carefree: "It's okay, the patriarch won't blame me, after all, my brain is not good, so special circumstances should be dealt with specially~"

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Having nothing to say, the old Taoist hurried on with a sullen face.

The two came to a small, uninhabited valley near Yulin City.

The old Taoist lifted the quilt, and a beautiful skin and a hideous monster fell out of it.

Nearly ten feet tall, with the head of a blue evil spirit and eyes like copper bells.

Having said that, the face of this evil ghost is blue, and it is not easy for people to see it because Lu Fan beat him until his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

"Tsk tsk tsk, your skills are really powerful. I may not be as good as you as an old Taoist priest in subduing demons and eliminating demons."

The old Taoist praised again and again.

"It's so-so, I've learned some superficial methods, and I'm barely getting started."

Lu Fan is really not modest.

With his current hard power, if he is pulled into the Romance of the Gods, he can be a personal soldier with Yang Jian and escort the food and grass together.

Not even a vanguard officer.

Moreover, Yang Jian in this period has not yet reached his peak.

After becoming a god, he achieved a huge improvement, which can be said to have reached the sky in one step.

If it is put in Journey to the West, the bullying and bullying Boben and Benboba are not a big problem. If you want to wrestle with the masters behind them, it may not be enough to watch.

Meeting a super big guy like the Bull Demon King really turned his face, I'm afraid he will have to shake people immediately and let the patriarch decide.

But under normal circumstances, any big monster with some knowledge would not dare to mess around with Lu Fan, otherwise he would directly offend the entire camp of celestial masters.

That large group was all serious and good at fighting.

The old Taoist was dubious about Lu Fan's words, but he didn't say anything, and told him about the situation of the painted skin.

"You can kill it, but it's normal that you can't save this evil rakshasa. The main root is still in this skin."

The old Taoist picked up the beauty's skin with his hands, his face full of sobs.

"What a beautiful girl, what a pity."

"She was killed by the evil Rakshasa and ate her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and all her bones and flesh, leaving only this skin."

"This terrible cause of death caused her great resentment."

"But, you haven't thought about one thing, why doesn't this skin rot?"

"rot?"

Lu Fan touched it with his hand, showing a look of surprise.

The hands are delicate and smooth, as warm and moist as jade, if it is not too thin, it is almost the same as the skin of a beauty.

Live!

This skin is still alive! !
"Hmph, you can save ghosts and evil spirits, but you can't save living people. The old gentleman didn't give us such a method!"

The old Taoist explained the mystery with one word.

Evil Rakshasa didn't kill people directly, but sucked up the opponent's flesh and blood, and made a link between himself and the skin.

The opponent's resentment was huge, and his entire soul was integrated into this skin.

In this way, the skin remains alive forever and does not rot.

They are similar to tiger ghosts, but one wants the skin and the other wants the soul.

If you want to tell how many sins this kind of evil Rakshasa has done, just look at how many skins it has stored.

"That is to say, this evil Rakshasa has only killed one person? No way, I think it's very skilled! It's going to bite me when it comes up."

"Go, go, what are you talking about with me, old man!"

The veteran morale blew his beard and stared: "It was injured by someone. If it was in its heyday, you might not be able to deal with it easily."

"Look, if you want to save this kind of skin, you have to use another method."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist repeatedly changed his formulas, borrowing a little yang energy between his eyebrows with his index finger.

Putting it to the mouth and blowing vigorously, a fire qi invisible to the naked eye swept away.

Fire Qi doesn't burn skins and evil Rakshasas, but only burns resentment.

Seeing this, Lu Fan's eyes lit up, and he gently blew out a mouthful of burning fire.

The old Taoist was taken aback: "No, rashly destroying the skin will only make this poor girl fly out of her wits!"

(End of this chapter)