The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chen Xiangyin digested it for a while, and after sorting out the context, he said: "Master Zhuang, I have one more thing to ask for."

Master Zhuang did not interrupt, Chen Xiangyin continued: "Although He Chongtian can see ghosts and gods and destroy evil spirits, and I can also wash away my karma and become enlightened and do good, but neither of us knows Taoism. We will encounter some magic or formation." Trouble, still helpless.”

Master Zhuang listened quietly, and Chen Xiangyin continued: "In addition to Pang Wenkui, the people we have to deal with this time are also a Taoist priest who is very good at all kinds of tricks. I have been hit by the formations he set up twice."

Master Zhuang's deeply furrowed mouth opened, and after a while he said, "You guys, take the Xuan Guo down the mountain."

Xuan Guo, who had been silent next to him, suddenly raised his face, revealing a hint of joy, which quickly turned into anxiety, "Can I...?"

Master Zhuang reached out and stroked Xuan Guo's head, and the smooth black hair was smoothed a little more neatly.

"Xuanguo, what I taught you were all spells, formations, and medicines. You were not good at facing the enemy head-on. When you went to find Tai Chi Lan, you only thought about fighting head-on and did not use the spells and formations properly. Suffered a loss."

Master Zhuang paused, glanced at He Chongtian, and then said to Xuan Guo: "Follow them down the mountain. When in danger, hide behind He Chongtian and cast spells from a distance. Don't rush in front."

Chen Xiangyin wanted to laugh but held it back. After all, it was a scene of deep love between master and disciple.

What Master Zhuang told Xuan Guo was her sincerity...

Xuanguo asked Master Zhuang again: "Then how long will it take for me to come back from going down the mountain this time?"

Master Zhuang made a few calculations, looked at the stars in the sky outside the window, and said thoughtfully, "Qingshan City is far away, this time you will officially go down the mountain to experience, and you will go there for five years."

"Five years?!" Xuan Guo was surprised and raised his eyebrows with worry, "Then how often can I come back to see you?"

A kind and long smile appeared on Master Zhuang's face, "It's just for experience, either after five years, or...waiting for you...to break through to the third tail."

The cat has practiced for a hundred years, and after successfully overcoming the tribulation, he has become one-tailed, and the profound fruit is three-tailed. Although he is only missing a chance, it is not that easy.

Xuan Guo's expression became serious and his fighting spirit was ignited.

After exchanging a few more words, a few people had nothing to say.

Chen Xiangyin looked at the wax dripping from the candlestick on the table and said, "It's agreed, let's set off early tomorrow morning."

Master Zhuang sighed silently, "Come with me."

In the quiet room, the agarwood is burning for a long time. The agarwood leads to a deep breath, and I suddenly feel calm.

The master opened the locked cabinet in the corner and took out a yellow satin package.

He carefully opened the package and picked up a palm-sized light green jade pot.

"Xuanguo, when you encounter danger outside, you can use this cloud smoke pot to release thick fog or cloud smoke to cover your sight and escape from danger."

The round belly of the small jade pot was exquisitely carved. Xuan Guo took it solemnly and said simply and clearly: "Thank you, Master!"

Master Zhuang further explained: "Qingshan City is no better than our mountains and countryside. You must learn some rules and don't embarrass your teacher. Go there and offer incense to your senior sister for me."

"Remember, Master!" Xuan Guo's dark, watery eyes were blazing.

The dealer took out a simple wooden box from the package.

The box looks old and handmade.

"The crane rises to the sky." Master Zhuang solemnly said, "This is for you. Unless you die, you must keep this bead well."

He Chongtian also became serious. While taking the wooden box, he asked: "Beads? How to use them?"

Master Zhuang looked at him intriguingly and said, "When the time comes, I will know."

He Chongtian didn't ask any more questions. He opened the wooden box and found an egg-sized orb. It had a fine frosted texture and exuded white soft light. It looked like a luminous pearl but was not.

Master Zhuang finally took out a ball of thread the size of a thumb cap from the package and handed it to Chen Xiangyin.

Different from the exquisite gifts that the two of them received, it seemed a bit shabby.

"Lingxi thread can sense spiritual energy and ghost movements. It is very tough. It is just right for your silver needle. I give it to you."

The moment Chen Xiangyin took over the thin white thread, there was a buzz in his head, as if he had been struck by thunder. A strange voice entered my ears, as if it was thousands of miles away.

"This... is compiled by Lingxi Thread. Where are you... going..."

Can't hear clearly...

There was a strong dizziness in the brain, and Chen Xiangyin almost lost her balance. He shook her shoulders in the sky, and then she came back to her senses.

He Chongtian's voice also changed from empty to real, "What's wrong?"

Chen Xiang was shocked and put away the line of communication, "It's nothing, maybe I haven't eaten enough."

Before he had time to think about it, Master Zhuang said, "Okay, let's go back early to rest today. Agarwood will stay here."

After He Chongtian and Xuanguo left, Chen Xiang turned back to look at Master Zhuang. Her shoulders seemed to have dropped a bit and she sat down on the futon.

"Master Zhuang, is there anything else you want to say to me?" Chen Xiang sat down on another futon.

Master Zhuang let out a long sigh of relief, and his shoulders dropped a little more, "Xuanguo, I have to trouble you to take care of it."

Chen Xiangyin could see how much Master Zhuang cared for Xuan Guo, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will ensure Xuan Guo's safety and treat him like a family member."

Just as she spoke, Master Zhuang looked up at her, "Xuanguo looks like a young man, but his mind is still that of a child. From now on, you must be patient and teach him more, and don't leave him helpless."

Chen Xiang was shocked, "Master Zhuang, what do you mean?"

"Not everyone is as lucky as you. If you make mistakes, you have the opportunity to make up for them. If I don't repay the wrong things I have done, there is still work to be done. Now, everything that needs to be done and said has been completed..."

Chen Xiangyin frowned, Master Zhuang's implication was that her end was coming.

After feeling regretful, I felt a little relieved, "It's not bad if I can do it again..."

Master Zhuang shook his head slowly: "It's a pity that my life will end with no enlightenment."

Chen Xiangyin thought about it, Master Zhuang was so proficient in Taoist arts, but he said that he didn't know the Taoism.

"You said that half of your ability comes from Pang Wenkui, and the other half comes from your own enlightenment?"

"You should have already made a guess, why are you trying to test it? Yes, it is enlightenment from the immortal."

Chen Xiangyin felt a little sorry for the haggard old man in front of him.

Master Zhuang's life was absurd. In the first half of his life, he was used by Pang Wenkui to do all kinds of evil. In the second half of his life, he was entrusted by the so-called immortal to work hard.

Chen Xiangyin asked bluntly: "About when?"

Master Zhuang looked at the thin smoke above the incense burner, "Half a year? A year? In short, I won't wait until Xuan Guo comes back again, so don't ask him to come back again. I will leave here after you leave."

"Where to go?" Chen Xiangyin asked.

At this time, Master Zhuang was like a light breeze, free and unburdened, and could disappear into the mountains, rivers and sea of ​​people at any time.

Master Zhuang smiled and lit the cigarette: "Go back to your hometown, or go to a place you haven't been to yet. Let's go to the north. Take a look at the snow before kicking your legs."

Chen Xiangyin choked with sobs: "Why don't you tell Xuan Guo in person?"

Master Zhuang sucked on his cigarette holder and shook his head: "Xuanguo's reliance on me is no less than my reliance on Pang Wenkui back then. Therefore, I know it personally and cannot tell him. If he asks one day, please tell me that I have continued to wander. .”

Chen Xiangyin had mixed feelings in her heart. Pang Wenkui was not a good master, but Master Zhuang was definitely a good master...

Master Zhuang saw the emotion in her eyes and said: "In exchange, you help me take care of Xuan Guo, and I will tell you one more thing."

Chen Xiangyin pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

Master Zhuang said: "Blood medicine is used to prolong life. Pang Wenkui's deadline is 100 years old. If he dies before 100 years old, there must be a demon among him."