Practitioner with the World Gate

Chapter 46 I am a Qi Refiner

On the second floor, Dad found a relatively clean table, which was also an antique.

It has to be said that the archaeologists here are very popular, and they can accept the treasures directly, as long as they pay taxes.

Of course, in this mode, it is not so much an archaeologist as an explorer or bounty hunter.

Cheng Long quickly made hot tea, poured it for everyone, and looked at Lu Fan curiously with Xiaoyu.

In this land, Lu Fan's attire slightly awakened the throbbing in their blood, and an inexplicable sense of belonging rose from the bottom of their hearts.

"Tianshan. I remember it is a mountain in China. Are you from there?" Cheng Long asked curiously.

"It's Tianshan, but I belong to the Tianshan School of Taoism. My inheritance is a bit of a coincidence, and I haven't officially met the patriarch yet."

Lu Fan explained a sentence, met his father's curious and doubtful eyes, and smiled.

"I don't know if the old man has found out the source. This spell comes from a demon named Holy Lord."

"!!"

The old man's eyes widened suddenly, he got up and went downstairs, rummaged through the box and found a thick book.

After opening it in front of everyone, he searched carefully: "Holy Lord, one of the eight great demons, the fire demon."

He read a few words, and Lu Fan took the opportunity to follow up: "As for the Li Gua in the gossip, it is rumored that the Holy Master is both a demon and a wizard."

Hearing this, Dad closed the book with a bang, probably seeing the part about spells.

"Young man, what about you? Are you a wizard too?"

"Wizard?" Lu Fan raised his eyebrows slightly: "No, no, no, I'm not a wizard, I'm a Qi practitioner."

This touched Cheng Long and Xiaoyu's knowledge blind spot again, and the two looked at their father eager for knowledge.

In fact, my father felt a little guilty at the moment.

Lu Fan raised a finger: "Orthodox Xuanmen Taoism, the earliest people in China who began to seek longevity were Qi refiners, which is also a school, and the purpose is to become immortal."

Cheng Long: "Immortal!"

Xiaoyu: "Immortal!"

The old man raised his eyes: "A person who cultivated energy in the pre-Qin period?"

Lu Fan nodded with a smile: "That's right, the path of Xunxian Wendao is the path that practitioners of Qi should take."

At this time, the old man turned around and found a book, looked it up carefully, and finally stood up the book.

"It is said that the eight undead gods sealed the eight great demons. Are these eight undead gods?"

This made Lu Fan's question difficult.

The eight undead gods should be the Eight Immortals in the cave as reflected in the anime.

However, because it is made of crooked nuts, many things are specious.

Dad took out this book not to say anything else, but just wanted to ask Lu Fan whether the Qi-refining system he practiced had anything to do with the Eight Immortals.

Lu Fan spread his hands: "There are many legends about these eight people, and it's hard for me to explain clearly at the moment."

The Eight Immortals of the Han Dynasty, the Eight Immortals of the Tang Dynasty, and until the Ming Dynasty, the appearance of Journey to the East completely established the familiar Eight Immortals in everyone's memory.

The old man put down the book with some disappointment: "Since you came to visit the old man specially, then stay and live for a while, and let the old man treat you well."

The old man is also very curious about the spirit refiners, and the various methods that Lu Fan has used.

Xiaoyu's eyes brightened: "Yes, yes, stay here, I'm new here too!"

"Huh? Do you welcome me or?" Lu Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xiaoyu sticks out her tongue and picks up her teacup to cover it up.

Still, her little feet kicking back and forth signaled restlessness.

Cheng Long was a little worried at first, but thinking back on Lu Fan's previous methods, he didn't feel that hard to accept.

Maybe it's an archmage like my father, he looks very peaceful, what the hell, he's obviously younger than me, why does he have such a temperament?

He thought so.

As an archaeologist, you should know a lot of historical classics.

The pre-Qin Dynasty, as a super dynasty in the history of the world, should have a high reputation, even the Qi practitioners.

It's a pity, no matter which world, there are very few secrets and legends about Qi practitioners.

This is a lack of culture.

However, Cheng Long's level of archaeology is far inferior to his skills, and he often needs the help of his father to fully understand the ancient secrets.

Lu Fan took out a brocade box from his cuff and opened it, inside were three dates.

Curse jujube is an old way of communication, even if it is between mortal half-fairies to communicate with each other, this is a very decent gift.

"We met for the first time, and I will give these three dates to the three of you, as my reward for staying here."

Lu Fan didn't say much.

Cheng Long was polite, he just wanted to express his gratitude and persuasion, but he never thought that Xiaoyu had already picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hey Xiaoyu you!"

In the next second, Xiaoyu suddenly changed.

"It's so hot!"

She jumped up and jumped up and down the room.

Cheng Long and his father looked at Lu Fan in surprise.

They didn't think that Lu Fan would harm Xiaoyu, mainly because of his temperament and tolerance.

This is the benefit of [Perseverance].

If Lu Fan had already practiced evil methods, it would be another scene at this time.

"Don't worry, a normal child's body is full of vitality, and this will naturally happen after eating dates."

"It's full of energy, just let her jump up and down to vent some energy."

"Vitality?" Cheng Long scratched his head: "She looks full of vitality."

Miserable, such a ghost, I will be in trouble in the future!
"Hey, it's not Yuan Qi but Yuan Qi, Cheng Long!" The old man slapped Cheng Long on the head heavily.

"Ah, here." Cheng Long was speechless, but it was clear which Yuan it was!

The old man reached out and picked up a date, put it in his mouth and began to chew.

Soon, his eyes lit up, and he carefully spat out the date stone, apparently intending to store it away.

"Is this also a spell?" Dad asked.

"Yes, a spell called Curse Jujube has the same principle as Fushui."

Lu Fan looked around and waved to Xiaoyu: "Can you help me get the paper and pen?"

Xiaoyu was worried about having nowhere to go, so she ran downstairs and rummaged through the boxes.

Before Cheng Long could stop him, he stood in mid-air with one hand and turned to awkwardly touching his big nose.

As an archaeologist, he always has paper and pen in his pocket.

"You use this first, Mr. Lu, by the way, that's what I call you."

Cheng Long handed the pen and paper to Lu Fan.

He smiled, and began to write and draw on the paper: "It's very silly to call me that way, you can just call me Lu Fan."

Soon, three strange symbols settled down.

"I am also a beginner, and I have only recently figured out some ways."

"The first symbol is thunder, the second is invulnerability, and the third is infinite strength."

The symbol is only the core, and it needs a complete texture to take shape.

Lu Fan handed the paper to his father: "I hope you like it."

The old man adjusted his glasses, feeling that there was something in his words.

Xiaoyu didn't know when she touched behind her father, and quietly wrote down the three symbols.

　At this stage, the spell chapter will not be too long. I mainly want to see the reader’s reaction. If possible, end Dajing’s next plot point and cut into the world of spells. If the response is not good, then don’t write it for now.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)