Yan Zhao, who came back from the Dragon King Temple, just in time for breakfast: "Mom, Dad, big brother." As he spoke, he sat down at the dinner table and was about to make a move, when he raised his eyes and saw his parents looking at him without blinking: "What's wrong?" Yan Zhao asked with a blank expression.

"It's okay, it's okay, let's eat!" Seeing that Yan Zhao looked casual, the two couldn't help but let go of their hearts.

"By the way, I've sorted out some ways to strengthen my body, and I'll teach you later."

"Okay." It's actually a little regrettable to hear that you can't cultivate the truth, but it's not bad to have these ways to strengthen your body now.

Yan Zhao taught them the famous Tai Chi and Five Fowl Opera. When Yan Hao heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart, after all, these things can be searched on the Internet by himself. But the next drill of Yan Zhao made several people almost fall their jaws.

What is windless automatic, what is God in charge, the heart moves at will, what is walking like a cat, moving like a thread, the feast in front of you is. This set of Tai Chi was changed and revised by Zhong Liquan himself, and it was much more complicated than the various Tai Chi that survived now, and in the end, they could even see the aura flowing with his movements around Yan Zhao, if Yan Zhao wore a Taoist robe, it would not be an exaggeration to be an immortal in the world.

It took Yan Zhao a whole day to teach these two complete sets of movements to a few people.

Yan Zhao continued to run towards the Dragon King Temple, and Yan Dad, Yan Ma, and Yan Da Ge were already intoxicated by these two sets of actions and couldn't extricate themselves. Yan Zhao tried his best to absorb the golden light of merit on the statue of the god, and finally reached the third level of qi cultivation on the tenth day. The third layer of Qi cultivation is a watershed in cultivation, and every breakthrough in the future will bring about the effect of washing the essence and cutting the essence. Like Yan Zhao this time, only the height and appearance have changed, from the original 1.72 meters to the current 176, and the little fat that was originally raised by sitting in the office all year round has also become lean muscles.

It is not as good as the third layer of qi cultivation, which also means that Yan Zhao can start cultivating the three needles of spiritual induction. The prerequisite for cultivating the three needles of spiritual guidance is to open the spiritual eye, and only by opening the spiritual eye can the lesion be accurately identified. And the prerequisite for opening the spiritual eye is the three layers of the big sword qi training.

According to what is written in the book, the aura is transported around the bamboo, the fish waist, the silk bamboo sky, the sun, the pupil, and the acupuncture point of the weeping run nine hundred and eighty-one circles, and finally converges in the eye acupoint, lifting the aura violently, Yan Zhao only felt a turmoil around him, and then a burst of spiritual waves shook and dispersed, and Yan Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

The surroundings were cool, and the originally short-sighted eyes could actually see the leaves more than 20 meters away at this time. Yan Zhao subconsciously looked at his dantian, only to see that his eyes were looking through the flesh and skin, looking straight into the dantian, and even the operation of the aura around his body was clearly visible. Looking at the wall again, my mind moved, and I looked straight through the wall, and saw the furnishings in my parents' room, which turned out to be a pair of see-through eyes.

But Yan Zhao also hated the current pair of perspective eyes, because of this, the aura that Yan Zhao had worked so hard to absorb in his body was close to nothingness, and then thought of the almost dim statue in the Dragon King Temple, Yan Zhao couldn't help but feel distressed, and now he didn't know when he would be able to gather so much aura again.

"Big brother. I want to go to the city tomorrow to buy something, you can accompany me. ”

"Row"

The things that Yanzhao wants to buy are cinnabar, rune paper and other things to be used to make talismans, and Yanjia Village belongs to the river city. There is a special antique street in the river market, where you can buy the things you want to buy. The two went to the bank first and withdrew 50,000 yuan.

Coming out of the bank, Yan Hao couldn't help asking, "Zhaozi, how much money do you need to buy something!" ”

"Buy some cinnabar, rune paper or something."

"Do you want to learn how to draw talismans? It's like it was on TV. ”

"Uh, almost!"

When the taxi driver heard the words of the two brothers, he couldn't help but interject: "The little brother is a Taoist priest, and he is so superstitious at a young age. That's not good. ”

Yan Zhao could only smile and say, "It's just a little interest." ”

With the development of society, the saying "gold in troubled times, collecting in prosperous times" is vividly reflected in the antique street of Heshi. It's still daytime, and the streets are already full of people, and you can see small stalls everywhere. There are all kinds of bottles and cans on the stalls, calligraphy and painting jade.

Yan Hao was like entering the Grand View Garden, looking left and right, Yan Zhao had to stop and wait for him from time to time. Just when Yan Zhao was bored, he swept to the stall next to him, and his eyes suddenly couldn't leave.

Walking to the small stall, Yan Zhao squatted down and picked up two palm-sized copper gourds on the stall, in the eyes of others, this is a dirty outside, without a trace of luster broken gourd, in Yan Zhao's opinion, this is indeed a treasure surrounded by aura, slightly shaking, you can hear a pleasant buzzing sound.

The gourd vines stretch, the fruits are abundant, and the seeds are numerous, and the Chinese regard it as the mascot of the prosperity of their descendants. It has a good metaphor of wealth, longevity and auspiciousness. The gourd is homophonic to 'Fulu' and "Hulu", and its shape is round and curved, which seems to be quite blessed, and with the characteristics of small entrance and large belly, it seems to be able to absorb gold and silver jewelry. It has always been believed to be a spiritual creature that brings blessings to human beings and exorcises evil spirits. Therefore, the gourd has been a symbol of "good luck" and "health and longevity" since ancient times, and it is also a good product for protecting the house and protecting the family. The gourd is used to remove diseases and only needs to be hung at the foot of the patient's bed or placed on the patient's sleeping side. You can absorb the sick qi from the patient's body and make it get better quickly. If you are a healthy person, you can suck away the bad luck from your body and improve your luck. The gourd is hung outside the gate, which has the effect of keeping the people in the house safe

There are also Taoist temples and temples that mostly use the gourd treasure as the spiritual treasure of the town temple, and the gourd in the hand of Yan Zhao is supposed to be the spiritual object that a Taoist temple worships all year round. I just didn't know that it would end up here.

"Boss, how do you sell this gourd?" Yan Zhao asked.

"If you want it, take it with you two thousand dollars." The stall owner rolled his eyes and said, in fact, this gourd was just picked up from the garbage heap by his own family, but seeing that Yan Zhao seemed to care very much, he didn't kill him because he was sorry for the eyesight he had cultivated for so many years of setting up a stall here.

Yan Zhao listened to his words, immediately put down the gourd, and said to the stall owner Zhengyan; "Do you think I'm a man who can afford two thousand dollars?" As he spoke, he got up and was about to leave.

"Don't, brother, can we discuss?" The stall owner hurriedly called Yan Zhao to stop, and finally someone took a fancy to such a thing, but he couldn't just let it go. "How much are you willing to give?"

Yan Zhao stopped and held out a finger to the stall owner.

"A thousand?" The stall owner asked tentatively.

Yan Zhao turned around and was about to leave.

"You add more, and I'll sell it."

"It's just such a dirty thing, two hundred at most." Yan Zhao stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of the stall owner's eyes.

"Three hundred, I'll sell it." The stall owner gritted his teeth and said, as if he had lost money.

Yan Zhao pretended to think about it: "Okay! As he spoke, he took out his wallet and took out three of the already thin notes and handed them to the boss. Who wouldn't haggle or something!

The boss was naturally pleased, and he thought he had picked up the rags and actually bought 300 yuan. I didn't expect to lose a treasure like this.

Yan Zhao carried the gourd in his hand, if it was something with aura, no matter how valuable it was, nothing would have happened to him, which was why Yan Zhao dared to hold some gourds by himself

After a while, I saw my eldest brother coming over.

"Hey, Akiko, why did you buy a broken gourd. There are a lot of things in the antique street that are fake. Yan Hao saw the gourd in Yan Zhao's hand and asked.

"It's just 300 yuan, just to buy it for fun." Naturally, you can't tell Sù Yanhao on the street, what is this.

After several turnarounds, the two finally encountered a shop that sold rune paper, only to see the signboard that said "Qilin Pavilion" into the store, and a smell of paper came to their faces, only to see an old man standing on the big counter and fiddling with the abacus.

Seeing someone come in, the old man looked up and asked, "Guest, what do you want to buy?" ”

"How do you sell the cinnabar and rune paper here?" Yan Zhao asked.

Hearing Yan Zhao's words, the old man couldn't help but be surprised: "You want to draw talismans." "How can young people draw talismans?

"Yes," Yan Zhao replied.

"We have three kinds of cinnabar here, low-grade 1,000 yuan a tael, mid-range 3,000 yuan a tael, and high-end 5,000 yuan a tael. The rune paper is also divided into three gears, a dozen low-grade 2,000 yuan, a mid-range 5,000 yuan a dozen, and a high-end 9,000 yuan a dozen. As he spoke, he placed them on the counter one by one.

Yan Zhao carefully observed each material, the so-called low, medium and high-grade distinction turned out to be only the amount of aura contained in the material, like the aura in the high-grade rune paper is about 5 times that of the low-grade. "Do you still have black dog blood and a talisman here?"

"Yes, there are 200 boxes of black dog blood, and the rune pens are also divided into three grades, 10,000 for high, 7,000 for medium, and 3,000 for low."

The black dog's blood is about a liter, I don't know what method was used, it is well preserved, and the aura in it has barely dissipated. "Get me three taels of high-grade cinnabar, one or two low-grade cinnabar, a dozen high-grade rune papers, a dozen low-grade rune papers, a box of black dog blood, and a high-grade rune pen." The reason why Yan Zhao has to use high-end everything is that there is more aura contained in high-end things, and the effect of the spells made is naturally good. And buying low-grade ones is just for practice.

"A total of thirty-seven thousand, the black dog's blood should be given to you." The shopkeeper dialed the abacus and said.

Yan Hao next to him was shocked by Yan Zhao's neat spending of nearly 40,000 yuan, "It's just such a broken thing." He couldn't help but say. I didn't spend that much money on a daughter-in-law. ”

"Uh," Yan Zhao didn't know what to say, and when the old man heard Yan Hao say this, he was immediately displeased, frowned and said, "So this is not your daughter-in-law." ”

Yan Hao had nothing to say, so he had to take out the money from the bag, count it to the boss little by little, and finally watched the old man lock the money in the drawer with resentment. Yan Zhao couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this.

It was already noon when the two of them finished shopping, and listening to the "cooing" sound coming from his eldest brother's stomach, Yan Zhao pointed to the restaurant next to him and said, "Let's just eat here at noon today!" ”

Yan Hao touched his head and said, "Isn't this that I didn't eat anything in the morning?" ”

The two ordered something casually, and were about to get up after eating, when they suddenly heard a voice next to them: "This brother, please stay." ”