Chapter Forty-Eight: The Art of Channeling

"Ahh

Master Ma screamed, and he was burned by the hot oil in the pot.

This shout shocked the neighbors who came to watch, and also pushed Master Ma off the altar.

Zhou couldn't believe her eyes, she had seen this kind of magic before, and the master fished out the copper coin between talking and laughing.

"It turns out to be another god stick!".

The first emperor once appointed many villains to help him refine the pill and cultivate, although more than ten years have passed, it is not surprising that the people left these people's disciples in vain.

The neighbors' yearning for the gods gradually faded, their interest was greatly lost, and people began to leave one after another.

"Don't go, Master Ma has real skills, he just missed for a while!" Zhou began to defend the master, she invited a magic stick to do things for her son, if this was passed on, wouldn't the neighbors laugh off their big teeth?

For the sake of his own face, even if Master Ma was really a liar, he would pick him up, but it was a pity that he had given him dozens of taels of silver before.

The neighbors paused, remembering the master's skill of lighting candles with his bare hands, and these people hesitated, perhaps they had just missed for a moment.

Everyone came back, and Zhou's face also improved.

Master Ma eased things up a bit, and silently recited a few words of Amitayus Buddha in his heart, wanting to clean up the mess in front of him, but his right hand was scalded by the hot oil, and he wanted to hit the wall in pain, where would he have the energy to perform new skills.

"There was a little accident, I forgot to use the rune paper, and I will show you a new spell when I have time later." Master Ma explained a little, and then turned to Zhou and asked, "I wonder if the silver that Mrs. Li promised to donate can be cashed?" ”。

Zhou was thinking about how to help the master round the field, but he was suddenly a little overwhelmed by his question. But immediately he came back to his senses and said to Li Ling, meaning that the God of Wealth is there, and you have the ability to ask for it yourself.

"This little brother".

Before Master Ma could figure out how to ask Li Ling for silver, he saw the young man slowly walk to the offering table, and then extinguished all the candles.

Only the two lanterns in front of the Li Mansion swayed in the wind, and the light immediately dimmed.

Everyone was puzzled, what did Li Jieyuan want to do?

Under the gaze of everyone, Li Ling stretched out his finger and pointed at the candle, and the candle also burned in turn.

"What the hell".

This situation is also miraculous, but the biggest reaction is Master Ma, Xie Yuanlang is not like him who has prepared in advance, is he really a star in the sky

"Grandpa Fairy spares his life, Grandpa Fairy spares his life".

Master Ma cheats every day, and after experiencing it, he has taken on the identity of a god, and he is not so resistant to supernatural things, and when he saw Li Ling's behavior, he naturally thought of the immortal for the first time.

"Immortals".

The neighbors thought of Li Jieyuan's miracle, if it weren't for the stars, how could there be Xie Yuan of Ying Tianfu in the small county town?

Master Ma is delirious, and he must have been affected by the temperament of a fairy.

The neighbors slowly knelt down, hoping that the fairy would bring them good luck for the sake of everyone who had been neighbors for so many years.

"Ask the great immortal to enlighten the disciples, Ma Zhuozi sincerely bows!" Master Ma knelt down convincingly.

"Li Ling is a star descending to earth, no wonder he can't take his luck, and Master Ma also lost his hand!" Zhou was completely stupid, standing there with Li Ming and not knowing how to deal with it.

"Let me ask you, where did you learn your skill of pretending to be a ghost?" Li Ling's voice was a little low, and it seemed to carry an irresistible force.

"I was originally a small servant in a restaurant in Yingtianfu, responsible for wiping the table!". How dare Master Ma hide it in front of the immortals, and pour beans to tell all the facts.

When everyone heard that it was such a Ma Zhuozi, they all began to despise it.

Master Ma's name is fake, but the surname is real.

A few years ago, Lao Ma was in his twenties, and he was also diligent in doing things in the restaurant, and he was very valued by the shopkeeper.

A team of foreign merchants wanted to go to the local area to do things, and there was a lack of a guide, so the shopkeeper recommended Master Ma.

He brought the merchants to Shangli Village and was sent back.

Although Lao Ma is just a small guy, he is shrewd, and these people are sneaky, and they are not good people at first glance.

He went around in a circle and returned to the place where the merchants were resting, only to find that the merchants had stolen a tomb overnight, loaded the coffin in a cart and carried it away.

Master Ma was extremely nervous, and when he returned to his original place, he found a book left behind by the caravan.

The content of the book is actually some records about alchemy, as well as the secrets of the Daomen.

He relied on this book to start his own deception.

"Books". Li Ling asked coldly, he couldn't imagine that there were still such books.

Seeing Shangxian asking, Master Ma took out the book from his arms without thinking and handed it over respectfully. At this time, he had no other thoughts in his heart, and he was bent on pleasing the living immortal in front of him.

Li Ling smiled and put the book away, and began to think about how to deal with this magic stick surnamed Ma.

"Hey, are you really a star?" A child's voice was heard.

There were no kneeling, in addition to Zhou's mother and son, there were two others.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy and a sturdy old man.

The child was very curious, his heart was full of longing, he wanted to know if Li Xie Yuan was really capable and was just as deceitful as everyone else.

Lao Suo had a different idea, the young master was really just a child. How can a secret art like this be easily displayed to people?

The onlookers also held their breath, and they also wanted to know the answer to their question.

Master Ma was disdainful, he was afraid that the tricks he was playing would not even be heard of by these villagers, but Xie Yuangong could copy it at will, how to explain it if it was not possessed by gods and Buddhas.

The children are richly dressed, but they exude a sense of spirituality.

Li Ling had a good impression of him, he rubbed his hands, and when he parted again, his hands were green flames.

The flames appeared without warning, as if they had grown on his hands.

"Don't come here, Liu Companion, you quickly block him."

The child is a little overwhelmed, the temperature of the flame is very high, and his hands will not be burned!

Zhou's heart moved, it was too shocking, if I dare to fight Li Ling again in the future, the idea will be a ****.

Master Ma was also stunned, although he knew that according to the records in the book, he could produce flames and light candles, but he never knew what kind of flame he created.

Because of fear, he never looked closely at the scene in his sleeve.

"Little one, there's nothing to be afraid of, as long as you want to, you can do it!". Li Ling began to seduc/bewilder.

The child was so excited that he rubbed his hands together, but there was no flame when he spread them out.

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while: "Liu Companion, reward!" ”。