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"Sir, what does the monk think like?"

Dao Master Qingyang didn't rush to answer, but first asked Su Xun such a question.

Su Xun pondered for a moment before quoting the explanations he saw in his novel: "Cultivator?"

"Sir, cultivating Taoism is not cultivating immortality. We cultivating Taoism is not immortality. If I were a cultivator, I would not kneel here." Dao Chang Qingyang showed a wry smile on his face. If he was a cultivator, he would be afraid Bullet?

As written in Xianxia's novels, I slapped the entire Crescent Lake directly with one slap, so nowhere would I be so humiliated by Su Xun.

Su Xun thinks about it, if cultivating the Tao is equal to cultivating the immortal, then Daoist Qingyang is too shameful as a cultivator.

Daoist Qingyang explained: "Daoshu can be regarded as something like the Qimen Dunjia, which naturally restrains ghosts and evil spirits, but with the exception of some inferior side-door skills, the true orthodox Daoshu poses little threat to the living. ."

"Are there any specific boundaries?" Su Xun asked.

Qing Yang shook his head: "No, there are differences in the status of Taoist practitioners, and their skills are different, but there is no specific division of realm."

"Can you live long?" Su Xun asked again.

"Perhaps before." Qingyang looked a little lonely: "There are records in ancient books that Taoist Peng Zu lived for eight hundred years in the pre-Qin period. However, with the development of modern society and technology, the spiritual energy has become thinner and the cultivators are at best physically stronger than ordinary people. , Not invading all diseases, and living for more than 100 years."

A cultivator who doesn't want to live forever and rest with the sky? But this is basically impossible in modern society.

Su Xun nodded clearly. The prosperity of one system inevitably represents the decline or even the death of another system.

There are gains and losses, and everything in the world is like this.

"In modern society, are there so many demons and monsters for you to catch?" Su Xun looked at Qing Yang curiously.

Qing Yang's expression became more and more bitter: "There are so few, so most of our cultivators have changed to give people a fortune-telling look at Feng Shui."

This is equivalent to having a dragon slaying technique in vain, but there is no dragon in the world to let him slaughter. This feeling is so powerless.

Su Xun shook his head, smashed his mouth: "It's really weak,"

He was a little disappointed. Originally, he thought that cultivating was the kind of cultivating immortality in the novel, but now it seems that he thinks too much.

In essence, it is just a group of ordinary people who have mastered magical powers, perhaps better than ordinary people.

"Sir, this is only limited by the environment of the times, Li Chunfeng, Yuan Tiangang, and Liu Bowen, who cut the dragon veins, are weak?" Dao Master Qingyang couldn't help but defend himself. It's not that we are weak as practitioners. Environmental issues.

Seeing Qing Yang who was so embarrassed and angry, Su Xun didn't even feel embarrassed to continue taunting him, and asked the next question: "Is there a monk or a warrior?"

"Naturally, and different from our cultivators, although you can't get out of the king of the Chu King Xiang Yu, the king of martial arts such as Ran Min, who has swept thousands of armies, martial arts is still prosperous. After all, we cultivators rely on the sky. The warrior relies on himself."

Qing Yang was a little sad when he talked about these things. In ancient times, ascetics and martial arts have appeared arrogant talents that set off the waves of the times and affected the course of history.

But today, martial arts is still prosperous and unaffected. On the contrary, the living soil for these ascetics is getting smaller and smaller, and there are fewer and fewer people willing to cultivate.

As a result, when people talk about Taoism to ordinary people, their first reaction is whether they can tell fortune-telling and whether they can look at Feng Shui.

The ascetics all became fortune tellers and Feng Shui.

Even this was ruined by a large group of unscrupulous liars.

If this continues, I am afraid that Taoism will disappear in the long river of history.

"Why do you want to catch Qin Zhu?" Su Xun didn't believe that Qing Yang was for the so-called imbalance between Dao and Evil.

Qing Yang glanced at Qin Zhu, and said with some embarrassment, "This ghost is a bit special. I want to take it back and study it."

"Special?" Su Xun raised his brows and thought of his doubts: "Is it because she can show up in the day, and is there any entity?"

"Not bad." Qing Yang nodded, and said with a puzzled expression: "It is very difficult for ghosts in modern society to take shape. They are also soul bodies. Ghosts and evil spirits are naturally afraid of the sun, but she looks no different from living people. It's very strange."

"This is also my strange place." Su Xun touched his chin, looking at Qin Zhu with a puzzled look.

Qin Zhu was a little frightened by the two of them. He took a step back from his heart and looked at Su Xun pitifully: "Master, are you going to slice me for research? Don't listen to this stinky Taoist priest. Yes, he has bad intentions!"

"Don't worry, I can't bear it." Su Xun touched the back of her hand. How could such a caring little pet be willing to slice it?

Of course, if there is a research method that does not slice, he will definitely consider ๑乛◡乛๑.

Qin Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave Qing Yang a fierce look: "I tell you, stinky Taoist priest, you never want to instigate separation and destroy my relationship with the master."

Qing Yang didn't speak. It wasn't that he was proud. If there was no Su Xun, the threat to him by this mutant kid would be no different from farting.

"Give me a contact method." Su Xun said to Qing Yang.

Dao Chang Qingyang took out his latest crazy mobile phone from his robe, and inadvertently revealed the Rolex on his wrist.

Su Xun was a little surprised: "Oh, I didn't see that you can enjoy it, and you are still rich and prostitute."

"It's all things outside the body, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning." Dao Master Qingyang was a little embarrassed, he didn't know why he was embarrassed, it was embarrassment anyway.

People with real abilities are not short of money everywhere. Although he has no property, he has made a lot of money by showing his feng shui to the big bosses.

After changing his contact information, Su Xun patted his **** and got up and stretched out, "I will look for you if I have anything to do. Don't mess with you, I won't mess with you."

When the voice fell, he turned and left.

Qin Zhu made a grimacing face to Qing Yang, and then followed Su Xun stubbornly.

Along and other large groups of bodyguards also evacuated slowly.

It wasn't until Su Xun's motorcade left that Qing Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, dared to stand up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his heart was mixed.

As a monk, he has always carried an arrogance of superiority. After all, he has the ability that ordinary people cannot master.

But today, reality taught him to be a man.

Times have really changed.

After a long time, he sighed, and left lonely, his mind was a little confused, he wanted to be quiet.

The tourists by the lake looked at each other, were silent for a moment, and then turned around and continued fishing calmly.

Even if the world is destroyed, it can't stop the anglers from fishing.

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