The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 417 Paper-cut figures in ancient books

Ronghai City, seaport.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sun was rising from the sea, shining brightly.

Both inside and outside the harbor are now under guard by the government. Outside the blockade of officers and soldiers, many people who heard the news had gathered.

The people didn't know what was going on, so they all came to watch the excitement.

Although they could not actually see anything from a distance due to the obstruction of the officers and soldiers, this did not prevent them from speculating and discussing in private, and then after returning home, they would compile their own guesses and those of others into news, while drinking It’s time to brag to others.

However, no one expected that this time they actually saw something strange!

When the sun rose high above the sea, a white tiger suddenly appeared in the northeast sky, crossing the sea in the sky.

This snow-white tiger is not much different from an ordinary tiger except that it is larger in size. It does not have wings, but it can fly in the air.

What’s even more shocking is that there is a person sitting vaguely on the tiger’s back!

Someone, riding a white tiger, flew from overseas!

At first, those who saw it thought they were dazzled. However, as more and more people saw it, and after mutual confirmation, the whole dock instantly became excited!

Even the officers and soldiers couldn't help looking up and looking eastward. For a moment, they forgot their own duties and blocked the people who were rushing forward.

In the colorful shed by the sea, Wu Changsheng and others also came out of the shed after hearing the news, and looked up to watch.

Pei Ruxing only took one look and said happily: "It's Lu Qian here. He has a white tiger mount that can fly."

Zhong Simei was still watching blankly with a puzzled look on her face. Then upon hearing Pei Ruxing's words, she suddenly turned back to look at him with a shocked look on her face.

Pei Ruxing saw Zhong Simei's surprised look, and he was even more surprised.

Back on the grassland, Lu Qian rode a white tiger and blocked the path of the mountain god Wang Xuan. Hundreds of people saw this scene, and this matter had already spread.

This national master's disciple, a master at the pinnacle of the cave world, has never heard of this matter?

Oh, the people who met Lu Qian in the grassland were all from the sect. The sect and the imperial court were on the same page, so it was understandable that the news had not spread.

Taoist Zhenru glared at Zhong Simei, gave a heavy "hum", and stood up, as if he wanted to greet Lu Qian in person.

Seeing this, the other two people from Qingxuan Guan naturally stood up.

Seeing this, Zhong Simei and the other three couldn't sit still any longer, and they all stood up as well.

With this interruption, the dispute between Zhong and Ru was temporarily resolved.

Everyone walked out of the colorful shed and stood outside.

And the white tiger in the sky was approaching at this time.

Lu Qian rode a white tiger and drove for most of the night, and finally arrived at Ronghai City.

Before he even flew to the city, he saw colorful flags flying and people shouting at the pier, so he flew directly to the pier.

When he flew over the crowd, he saw such a majestic white tiger in the sky, which immediately caused a cry of exclamation.

A young general drew his sword and stepped forward, raised his head and asked: "Bold, who dares... dares to fly here?"

He looked up and could only see the white tiger's belly, not even the person on the white tiger's back, which dampened his speaking momentum.

"No need to be rude, this is my honored guest."

Wu Changsheng took two steps forward, shouted at the young general, then raised his fist towards Lu Qian in the air and said, "Master Lu."

Lu Qian glanced around and saw Wu Changsheng before falling from the sky.

After landing, he got off the tiger's back and grabbed it. The majestic white tiger turned into a palm-sized piece of paper, which Lu Qian put directly into his arms.

When Wu Changsheng saw this, his eyes lit up and he said, "It turns out that there is something so magical about this paper-cutting technique. It's really strange."

When the rest of the people saw this scene, their expressions also changed.

In the cave realm, one cannot fly long distances by one's own strength.

Due to the shortage of true spirit energy and the difficulty of replenishing it, almost no one would waste their precious true spirit energy to fly.

A short flight is fine, but no one can bear a long flight.

Lu Qian's mere flying white tiger was enough to make the top masters of Dali greatly envied.

After hearing Wu Changsheng's words, Lu Qian took two steps forward, cupped his fists and said, "Master Wu, am I late?"

Wu Changsheng smiled and said: "Not too late, not too late, just right."

Seeing Wu Changsheng smiling from the corners of his eyes, Lu Qian was greatly puzzled: "Is he so happy that he can come here?"

How could Lu Qian know that just because he arrived at a "clever" time, he had virtually eliminated a disaster? How could he make Wu Changsheng unhappy?

"Ah, come on, let me introduce you--"

Wu Changsheng laughed for a while before reacting. He took Lu Qian's hand and enthusiastically pulled him towards the crowd. He introduced to everyone: "This is our rising star in Dali, Lu..."

Just when he said the word "Lu", Wu Changsheng suddenly turned around, his eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Qian in shock, saying: "You... you... 豼... are you in the dark?"

Just a few days ago, Wu Changsheng had just met Lu Qian. At that time, he was only at the fifth level of Guiyuan Realm, and he had not even completed the Guiyuan Realm yet.

As soon as he held Lu Qian's hand, Wu Changsheng was shocked to discover that Lu Qian's current cultivation level was already in the cave realm!

What's even more surprising is that looking at his age, he is only twenty years old!

Twenty-year-old cave underworld?

This is too appalling!

Zhong Simei entered the cave at the age of twenty-six. This was the result of the personal guidance of the Imperial Master and the cultivation of all his resources.

In this regard, Zhong Simei is still recognized by Dali as a peerless genius that will not appear in a century.

The last person in Dali who could be recognized as a "peerless genius" was Liuyun Sword Immortal.

Lu Qian was a casual cultivator, but he didn't know of any elders who were his teachers. His cultivation resources were even less comparable to Zhong Simei's.

If Zhong Simei is a peerless genius, then who is this one?

The way everyone looked at Lu Qian also changed.

Especially Zhong Simei. She had just mocked Lu Qian because he was only at the fifth-grade Guiyuan realm. It would be difficult for him to go to the East China Sea to protect himself. At this time, in addition to being surprised, she felt that her face was burning, and she felt like she was being openly betrayed. The feeling of being slapped in the face.

And right after she finished her last sentence, she was immediately slapped in the face. Taoist Zhenru did not give up this opportunity, and immediately said as if talking to himself: "I have said long ago that ambition does not depend on age."

When Zhong Simei heard this, she was ashamed and angry, and her face immediately turned red.

Others didn't know the meaning of this sentence, but the eight people present were all too clear about the meaning of Zhenru Taoist's words.

In order to praise Duan Daoji, Zhong Simei did not hesitate to use rude words to belittle Lu Qian. However, now that Lu Qian is standing in front of everyone, at such a young age, his cultivation is comparable to that of Duan Daoji, so there is no need to say more about the rest.

Zhong Simei was so puffed up that she was breathing heavily. She took a few rough breaths, but finally swallowed them without saying a word.

In this situation, if you say more words, you will lose more face. Zhong Simei naturally understands this truth.

Taoist Zhenru found a way out in his words, let out a breath of bad breath, and couldn't help but feel relieved. He took a step forward and greeted Lu Qian on his own initiative: "Little friend Lu Qian, I am a Taoist Zhenru. In the early days, I hope to be with you." I met my friend at Qingxuan Temple, but I didn’t expect that my friend’s affairs were too complicated, so I couldn’t make the trip after all. Being able to meet again today can be regarded as fulfilling Pindao’s wish.”

Back then, Yang Hong of Qingxuan Temple had kindly invited Lu Qian to be a guest at Qingxuan Temple. Taoist Zhenru obviously knew about this, and that's why he said what he just said.

However, with Taoist Zhenru's temper, even if Lu Qian went to Qingxuan Temple, he might not meet him.

But today Lu Qian helped him find his place. Just like a Taoist who loves his house and crow, his mood is naturally different.

Lu Qian was surprised when he heard the word "true".

Taoist Zhenru ranks second in the "Top Ten Masters of Dali", so there is no need to doubt his strength.

Although Lu Qian had guessed when he came that what he saw today would be all the masters on the list, he was still a little surprised that the Taoist was so enthusiastic about him.

"Lu Qian pays homage to Senior Zhenru. Senior's name is as loud as thunder. I'm so lucky to be able to meet you today."

Taoist Zhenru laughed "haha", supported Lu Qian who was bowing in obeisance with both hands, and laughed and said: "We cultivators respect our strength and are not as particular as ordinary people. From now on, little friend, we can just discuss friendship with my equal."

Liu Yuyan, who was also a member of Qingxuan Temple, was greatly shocked when he heard Taoist Zhenru's words, and said in his heart: "I am now in the late stage of Dongming Realm, but I still have to follow the etiquette of a junior. You, the old man, have never said to me, 'Fellow each other' if."

Lu Qian stood up straight following Taoist Zhenru's support and just smiled slightly. Just like a Taoist saying polite words, he would not accept it casually.

At this time, Wu Changsheng, regardless of how ugly his junior sister's face was, stepped forward with a smile and said: "Master Lu has been living in seclusion and is not very familiar with famous people like us, so let me introduce them one by one."

After that, he introduced everyone present to Lu Qian one by one, and Lu Qian also greeted the other six people one by one.

Finally, when it was Duan Daoji's turn, the old man who had never said a word suddenly said: "I heard that Master Lu practices paper-cutting?"

Lu Qian said: "Yes."

Duan Daoji smiled slightly and said: "The paper-cutting technique has been passed down for a long time, and it can be regarded as one of the oldest techniques, but few people actually practice it. I prefer to study miscellaneous techniques. I once wrote in an ancient book I have read online that if you practice the paper-cutting technique to a very high level, you can cut out a white tiger, one of the four holy spirits, called the White Tiger Raging Wave, which can swallow an entire sea of ​​water. The young master was riding just now, but it was this 'White Tiger Raging Wave' What?"

Hearing Duan Daoji's words, Lu Qian was shocked: "This old man called out the name 'White Tiger Raging Wave'. Is there anyone in history who has practiced paper-cutting to the eighth level?"

White Tiger Raging Wave is the paper spirit that comes with the eighth-level paper-cutting technique.

Over the past few days, Lu Qian had heard some records about paper-cutting skills and paper spirits from others, but they were all low-level paper spirits. Just like his original ancestors, three generations of ordinary people had practiced paper-cutting techniques to the third level. It can still be done.

To master the eighth-level paper-cutting technique, it takes nearly a thousand years of life. Even an Earth Immortal does not have a thousand years of life.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, it is impossible for anyone except Lu Qian to be able to practice paper-cutting to level eight.

But Duan Daoji actually called out the name of "White Tiger Raging Wave", and the supernatural powers he described were close to the abilities of "White Tiger Raging Wave", so he was not just talking nonsense.

Wang Xuan knew about "White Tiger Raging Waves", but he had a special status and was excusable.

And this Daoji is just an ordinary person, so if he can recognize the "White Tiger Raging Wave", I am afraid that as he said, it is a record he saw in an "ancient book".

This means that there have been people in history who have practiced paper-cutting to level eight!

So, how did he do it?

Lu Qian's first thought was of his cheap dad Lu Daoxian.

At the beginning, Lu Qian met his dead cheap father Lu Daoxian at Zuoqiu Sheng's home. Lu Daoxian also introduced to him in detail the results of their two generations of research and found a way to break the deadlock that paper-cutting requires a lot of lifespan. .

That is, after death, the ghost body can be possessed by the living person through the "haunting and dreaming" technique, bypassing the restriction of "life span", and continue to practice the paper-cutting technique.

Lu Daoxian taught Lu Qian the art of "haunting the soul and dreaming" and explained it in detail.

However, at that time, Lu Qian could not believe even a single word of what Lu Daoxian said, and in the end he beat him to death and threw him into an endless nightmare.

Now it seems that the method Lu Daoxian mentioned is really possible?

In theory, the Yin Soul has infinite "life", but the Yin Soul body cannot practice the paper-cutting technique.

If the problem of ghosts being unable to practice paper-cutting can be solved, then the paper-cutters can continue to practice paper-cutting after death, and there will be no obstacle to longevity.

This problem was naturally solved.

Duan Daoji just mentioned the "records in ancient books", so did the senior in history who successfully practiced paper-cutting to the eighth level and left records about paper-cutting also use the "haunting and dreaming" technique?

After all, Lu Daoxian once said that the "haunting of souls and dreams" technique he practiced was also found in an ancient book.

There is a great degree of overlap between the two.

If all this is true, then where is the senior who mastered paper-cutting in history? Was he killed by Red Moon?

Just as Lu Qian was thinking about it, Duan Daoji added: "Unfortunately, that ancient book is very damaged, and the paper-cutting technique recorded in it is incomplete, and it does not mention that the 'White Tiger Raging Wave' is a paper spirit belonging to several levels of paper-cutting technique. Mr. Lu can Can you help me clear up my doubts?"

Duan Daoji's words were obviously asking about "White Tiger Raging Waves", but in fact, he was inquiring about the level of Lu Qian's paper-cutting skills.

After all, what he called "broken ancient books" was just what he said. God knows what else was recorded in that ancient book?

Lu Qian had just revealed the "White Tiger Raging Wave" in front of him, and the "broken" ancient book Duan Daoji saw also contained this paper spirit. Isn't it a coincidence?

Duan Daoji was a mature man and tried his best to conceal his true purpose during the questioning, but how could Lu Qian not see such an obvious flaw.

This old guy was not as honest and kind as he seemed on the surface. He was very thoughtful and asked the key point as soon as he opened his mouth.

Lu Qian did not answer his question. He pondered for a moment and then asked: "Senior Duan, does the ancient book you mentioned have a name? Can you borrow it to read next? After all, it involves paper-cutting. I'm also curious. Very good."

On the side, Wu Changsheng, Taoist Zhenru and others looked at the two of them with puzzled faces.

Paper-cutting is a magical technique, but it is not widely spread and not many people know about it.

Judging from their expressions, these top masters present obviously don’t know much about paper-cutting.

Among these people, only Zhong Simei came from the "skill sect", but she was a young and talented person who was dedicated to practicing. Of course, she did not have the need or the time to understand those messy skills.

(End of this chapter)