Odamura.

An ox cart drove slowly past the side of the road.

One hand lifted the curtain and looked out the window at the fields.

"Two hundred acres of whole fields, all cooked land, and there are canals next to it, which is really good."

Zhong Shenxiu commented slowly.

"Yes, build another Zhuangzi, and the clansmen are very happy to hear it."

Su Tang said in a low voice beside him: "Two hundred acres of land, a total of three thousand White Emperor money, and two hundred White Emperor money is needed to build a Zhuangzi, which is still voluntary contribution by my family." ”

The people of this era, whether they are dignitaries or commoners, have an inexplicable love for the land.

Su Tang was also from the landlord's family back then, and he was a little excited when he smelled the familiar smell of the fields.

"Although there are not enough acres of land, but for the time being, I am from the position of the ninth grade, which is already very noticeable."

Zhong Shenxiu has always been steady, and commanded lightly.

"Yes."

Su Tang nodded, and he had unconsciously regarded the other party as a figure like a patriarch.

"Let's go back."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded and asked Su Tang to drive the carriage back to Fufeng City.

The house in Sweet Water Lane, at this time, moved away a lot of people, and became a lot quieter again, Su Wei was boiling tea under the plum tree, and when he saw the two of them coming, his eyebrows and eyes smiled: "Brother! The neighbors of this well said that it was always bitter, but after we came, it was unusually sweet, and it was just right to make tea. ”

"Oh, that's to taste."

Zhong Shenxiu was also polite, sat down under the plum tree, took a sip of tea, and sure enough, it tasted good.

He looked at the scene of Su Wei and Su Tang laughing, feeling a little warm in his heart, and a sense of relaxation, knowing that it was the relief brought by his own fulfillment of his commitment.

It's not to Su Daozhi's dead ghost, but his own commitment to himself, which is also a kind of bottom line.

'My bottom line has always been high, probably ......'

Zhong Shenxiu yawned: "I want to sleep for a while, don't disturb me." ”

He entered the room, sat cross-legged, and thought silently: "Now that the Su family is almost settled, should we consider the matter of cultivation......

"The deputy envoy of slaying evil usually cultivates, but he still needs to inspect the place and suppress the evil spirit, but fortunately, Feng Xi'er knows that I have something to do, so I am given a holiday ......"

"It's just that if you want to get the true transmission of the Dao Fa from the government, it's impossible, so you can only turn to other paths, and you can go and see some people's scattered cultivation exchanges......

In this regard, Zhong Shenxiu had no way before.

Even if Feng Xi'er didn't study well for a while, it was unlikely that she would introduce him to such a circle.

But it doesn't matter, Zhong Shenxiu has searched for some Yin Spirits during this time, and one of them remembers a similar secret meeting place.

'It's a pity...... Such Yin spirits, in addition to being synthesized by chance, are mostly down-and-out people in scattered cultivation, and their own Taoism is not even as good as Su Daozhi's Xuanyin Imperial Soul Remnant, and they are still a little interesting in Wutong......

Zhong Shenxiu came to the desk, sharpened the ink, and began to write down a piece of magic.

This is a sacrificial method called the 'Xuanyin Nail' magic weapon, which is somewhat incomplete.

The first Yin Spirit he recently subdued, named Wutong, was to get this method, but it was used as a Dao method to cultivate, and it was messy, and perhaps his early death was due to this reason.

Unfortunately, only half of it...... The upper part is missing, and the Taoist technique called the 'Xuanyin Nail'! ’

Taoism is not as good as true teaching.

Moreover, after the Gangsha Realm, it is not a natal Dao technique, and there is no need to cultivate, most of them are put into a certain magic weapon.

This mantra is that there is only the method of refining weapons, but there is no Taoist technique to inject.

It's just a good woman who can't cook without rice.

Zhong Shenxiu sighed, but he didn't care much.

Sacrificial refining magic weapons are actually a matter of the Gangsha realm.

Monks who do not take this step do not have mana in their bodies, and what they do is half the effort.

He silently wrote this method, and he was only going to take it out and see it as an exchange equivalent.

……

On this day, it was the night of the full moon of the double moon.

Outside Fufeng City, Black Wind Ridge.

Ancient lamp oil is exquisite, and at this time, the earth is dark.

Only the bright moonlight hangs high above the head.

Around the mountains, the wind howled, and occasionally a few old crows chirped, which made people chill to the bone.

A face like a crown of jade, a beautiful son, dressed in white, holding a folding fan, big sleeves fluttering, every step out of the span of several zhang, without a moment, came to a valley exuding a thin mist.

"Hee-hee!"

"Haha!"

From all around, I don't know when the sound of ghost laughter came, far and near, drifting, enough to scare normal people crazy.

Even if he is a martial arts master, he knows that there is evil here, and he does not dare to stay for a long time.

The young man chuckled: "On the night of the full moon, the meeting of the valley, why did the host chase away guests?" ”

"Quack!"

The screams of the ghosts all around suddenly stopped, and the sound of wings fluttering came.

Out of the thick fog, a white crow suddenly flew in.

No!

It wasn't really a crow, but a dead thing made of folded paper, but two soybean-sized eyes came alive.

"It turned out to be a fellow practitioner, but I had never seen it before."

The crow perched on the treetops, making an old human voice.

"In Xia Zhong Shenxiu, the people in the rivers and lakes are called Shenxiu Gongzi, and they have seen the old crow."

Zhong Shenxiu arched his hand slightly: "I have heard for a long time that the old crow's skills are amazing, he can go out of the body and possess the body, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation." ”

The so-called Yin God Out of Body is actually just a Dao technique that does not enter the stream.

The out-of-body yin gods are very weak, similar to those yin spirits, afraid of the sun, afraid of the wind, afraid of thunder...... You can only hide in some yin places.

Some Taoists specialize in cultivating this Dao technique, which can make their own yin spirit out of the body, possess themselves on some paper figures, animals and other media, and do all kinds of strange things.

But in fact, it is still quite restricted, and it is easy to be broken if you are not careful, once the law is broken, the yin god is damaged, and it will be crazy at the least, and it will be killed on the spot.

Zhong Shenxiu also resisted the temptation, so he didn't directly use the [Herdsman] ability to refine this guy who didn't know whether to live or die.

Only by cultivating the primordial spirit can we gather and disperse Ruyi, not afraid of everything, just like ordinary people.

"Haha, they are all fellow Daoists who carry love, since Daoyou is here specifically for this Montenegrin meeting, please come in"

The paper crow didn't know that Zhong Shenxiu's heart turned many ways, and flew into the mist, causing the mist to open a passage.

Zhong Shenxiu chuckled and followed, and after a while, he came to a valley.

There was a bonfire burning in the valley, and some people were sitting next to it.

No, some are not people!

Zhong Shenxiu raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that most of the cultivators who came to participate in the Black Mountain Small Meeting had their heads and tails hidden, either wearing hats or masks.

Others are simply out of the body, possessed by paper figures, spirit monkeys, wild wolves, etc., and look like a group of demons dancing wildly.

At this time, these people all looked at him, with a joke in their eyes.

Obviously, I think that a guy like Zhong Shenxiu who joins the club without the slightest cover-up is either stunned or stupid and bold.

As for the hidden? An innate martial artist, hiding a yarn?

PS: New books for collection, recommended!