Masters, masters. Wu Jingya looked at him expectantly, we ordinary people don't understand this spell, and I hope you will guide him.

Deng Bibo saw Wu Jingya call that person master, and he was in a trance. Do you call that stick a master?

No, no, he's not a god, he's really an outsider.

The masters of the world all live in the old forest on their bodies, how can there be a master in prison? Deng Bibo looked at the warlock with disdain, he cursed all the compradors to death, what kind of master is he.

The warlock was reluctant to meddle with this matter, but when he heard Deng Bibo say this, his face showed displeasure. You just said that I was a god stick and I didn't want to pay attention to you, and now you say that I cursed the comprador to death! It's too deceitful.

Am I wrong? The comprador was in good health, but if you calculated a hexagram for him, he died and his family was ruined, and you said that you were not a god stick who harmed people.

Wu Jingya hurriedly dissuaded, Inspector Deng, don't dare to be unreasonable, he is really a master, he just calculated it for me, it is really accurate.

Hmph, Brother Wu, I originally thought you were a man, but you mythologized him like this? Have you been in jail for too long and have lost your brain?

The warlock flicked his sleeves and looked at Deng Bibo's face carefully. After a while, a man will come running to you with a portrait, and when he is too anxious to give you the portrait, he doesn't stand on his feet and knocks you down. Then your nose, the warlock said as he stroked the iron bar in front of him, and your nose hit this place just nowhere, and your nose was bleeding.

Hahaha, you're really crazy.

As soon as the words fell, there was an urgent footstep at the door, Inspector Deng, Ma San'er's portrait has been drawn, take a look. The prawn strode over, and Deng Bibo was a little startled, isn't this the same as the warlock said?

The figure of the prawn got closer and closer, and Deng Bibo's body trembled.

Will the prawns be unstable under their feet, Deng Bibo's eyes were fixed on the prawns, and sure enough, the prawns were so excited that his own left foot tripped his right foot. Could it be that the warlock really predicts the future, hmph, then I just get out of the way. But Deng Bibo felt like his body was nailed to the ground at this time, and let the reckless prawn hit his arms, Deng Bibo did not stand firm at his feet, and fell, his nose was hitting the position where the warlock's hand was holding, and at this time, the warlock stretched out his palm as a buffer, so that Deng Bibo did not hit his head and bleed.

Deng Bibo fell to the ground, and Wu Jingya kept shouting, are you okay? Inspector Deng.

At this time, where could Xiao Shrimp take care of him, Xiao Shrimp immediately went to take care of his brother.

After a long time, Deng Bibo stood up with difficulty, he pointed at the warlock, his face was full of anger, and after a long time, he turned his anger into joy, and his face was flattering. Ahh Are you still used to eating our food? Then, he took the roast chicken from Wu Jingya's table and gave it to the warlock.

Wu Jingya was a little displeased, no, this roast chicken is mine.

Shut up, Deng Bibo is respectful to the master, but he is a little indifferent to Wu Jingya, you won't die if you eat less! Ahaha, Master. Deng Bibo began to speak to the master in a particularly flattering manner again.

Believe it, right? The warlock said.

Believed, believed. The master is a man of God, and he was really wronged to stay in prison.

Do you think I'm still a god? The warlock asked.

No, no, you're not a god stick, I'm a god stick. No, no, neither am I, that dead comprador is a god stick. He himself can't see his own life clearly, but he wants to frame you, he is a god, he is a blind god.

Okay, stop talking nonsense, show me what you just bought. The warlock winked at Wu Jingya.

Wu Jingya didn't know how to express the joy in his heart, at this moment he only clenched his hands into fists and bowed deeply.

The warlock took the spell and the straw man, and then looked at the process of making the chain knife in detail, and looked shocked. This person, not this murderer, he wants to become an immortal!

The crowd was amazed at the sorcerer's words.

Become an immortal? Xiao Shrimp asked his brother, what is my brother becoming an immortal?

Prawn was speechless, this younger brother really doesn't understand anything, becoming an immortal is, going to the sky to be a fairy.

I understand being an immortal, but isn't it necessary to do more good deeds to be an immortal, and to accumulate good karma is it possible to become an immortal? The murderer killed two innocent lives, how could he be in order to become an immortal? Deng Bibo voiced his doubts.

There are many ways for Taoists to become immortals, the first is to practice qi, which requires perseverance for many years, and secular people understand him as qigong. We call it the form of luck with qi, and when the qi is enough to offset the weight, people can feather and ascend to immortals. This is also the approach adopted by most people.

There is also the refining of the inner pill. The so-called inner dan is the accumulation of energy in the human body. There are two schools: Qing Xiu and Double Xiu.

I know the Qing cultivation faction, Wu Jingya rushed to answer, this faction pays attention to everything by themselves, and it has to go through a small Zhoutian, a big Zhoutian, three years of breastfeeding, and nine years of facing the wall.

Well, you know quite a bit, and there's another kind of double cultivation.

What is double cultivation? Deng Bibo's tone was gentle and a little humble.

It is the dual cultivation of men and women, men are yang, women are yin, yin and yang complement each other, and reconcile the two qi. The warlock said.

Male and female? The prawn didn't understand, and he looked at the prawn.

Brother, you don't understand, of course I don't understand.

Wu Jingya asked, Master, which cultivation method do you prefer?

The warlock shook his head, I don't really want to cultivate immortals. There is a way and a skill. It is already very rare to be able to have a Tao without a skill, because the Tao is very Tao. This kind of thing is too mysterious, and if you are not careful, you may go to extremes. Let's take this kind of double cultivation school as an example, he evolved and developed from the art of health preservation in the house during the Qin and Han dynasties.

Ao, Wu Jingya and Deng Bibo looked at each other, and sighed at the same time with a tacit understanding.

Hey, why are you so indecent when you mention this, it's a very serious matter.

Brother, Xiao Shrimp asked, what is the technique of health preservation in the room?

Health is to give birth, and to raise in the house is probably to feed the children in the house. Prawn explained knowingly.

As soon as these words came out, Deng Bibo and Wu Jingya laughed back and forth, and the warlock couldn't help but snicker a few times.

Okay, everybody, get serious. Deng Bibo adjusted the atmosphere. Master, what is the way of cultivating immortals that this murderer named Ma San'er used?

The warlock looked at the straw man and the spell. This is a heresy of our way. Some monastics, who are very extreme, distort their teachings, and they take them out of context and construct a casual way of using conspiracy theories from the scriptures. In short, it is to find the human sheath and become an immortal by killing the human sheath.

Human sheaths? Wu Jingya is even more confused?