"Oh, Dao Chief, let go. It hurts me to death. Mr. Mori, who was grasping with his five fingers like iron tongs, cried out in pain.

When the fireworker heard this, he also noticed that he was a little out of shape. Relenting, he continued, "You said that blind man's daughter is a shaman? ”

"That's right. That day I went with her to collect the weasel, and the weasel was manipulating the dead body. Mr. Sen replied.

"Weasels? Corpse? I see, in this way, eighty percent of your merits come from this. It's just that after the weasel cultivates, even if the spirit is enlightened, he may not be able to know the affairs of the shaman. If you just listen to what it says, I'm afraid that the girl is not necessarily a real shaman. For some reason, a look of loss flashed in his eyes and he said.

"It's impossible, that Huzhu girl is very capable. By the way, the magic weapon in her hand is very powerful. It feels much more powerful than the master knife. Mr. Mori quickly explained, but in the end he was a little unconfident.

"Huh. It's not that the sword isn't powerful, it's that you don't know how to use it. Ritual weapons? You know what exists today, and what can really be called a magic weapon. How rare is it? Those things that are called magic weapons in the world are not bullshit in my eyes. The fireworker said coldly.

"It's true. Later, I asked Hu Zhu's sister about the magic tools she used that day, one called 'human skin drum', one called 'straw puppet', and the last one called 'fire mask'. Each artifact is very powerful. Mr. Mori continued, somewhat unconvinced.

"Away from the fire mask? Are you sure the name of the mask she said? The fireworker Daoist's eyes flashed, and he asked.

"That's right. That's what she said. This is a transcript of my chat with her, don't believe it yourself. Mr. Mori opened his mobile phone and handed it to the fireworker.

Seeing this, the fireworker did not take Mr. Sen's mobile phone to look at it. Instead, he asked about the specific appearance of the fire mask.

When Mr. Mori heard this, he felt a little strange in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while. I had to tell the fire worker about the fire mask and the matter of dealing with the weasel with Hu Zhu, 1510.

In this way, Mr. Sen spent the next whole month, pulling the fire workers to talk about everything, and they had nothing to say. Not only that, Mr. Sen also took the initiative to pay out of his own pocket to help the fireworker pay for a month's house.

Every day, good wine, good meat and cigarettes are automatically brought to the door, and in-depth communication is made with fire workers.

There is no other reason, it is all because this fireworker Taoist learned in detail about Mr. Sen and Hu Zhu after killing the weasel together that night. took the initiative to speak, saying that he wanted to pass on Mr. Sen's skills.

As for the reason, according to the fire worker himself, it is because Mr. Mori has good fortune in the future. Especially in the line of looking, I can make a big deal. And he doesn't have any connections and customers, so he naturally wants to help Mr. Sen well. Let him have a few skills to protect himself, in case in the future, when he receives a special order, he will not be in danger.

This fireworker is willing to teach him, and Mr. Sen naturally has no reason to refuse. In this short month, he studied very seriously.

The basic knowledge of various Taoisms, the mantra of looking at the face, and how to ward off evil spirits, break evil spirits, and exorcise ghosts. Divination, death, and so on. For Mr. Mori, it's like opening the door to a new world, and it's very strange.

So he often complained in his heart that he didn't have two heads. However, for those knowledge points that he couldn't remember, Mr. Sen also went out of his way to buy a notebook and wrote them down one by one.

After all, the opportunity is rare, who knows where this fireworker will go after leaving. To put it mildly, this often walks by the river, how can there be a reason not to lose your shoes.

I don't know if one day this fireworker Taoist encountered some earth-shattering demon, and he died. Then won't his ability be lost?

Mr. Mori thought to himself, don't learn two hands for himself and make a little money. In order to benefit the society and spread the traditional Taoist culture, I must also strive to hollow out the fire workers.

As a result, during this month, Mr. Sen almost lived a life of isolation from the world. At the beginning, he posted a circle of friends on his mobile phone, saying that he had been in retreat for a month. Almost no reply to anyone's messages. Stopped all the orders.

Of course, as a result, when he finally separated from the fire workers, the balance of Mr. Sen's bank account also dropped to three digits.

It's just that in his heart, he feels that all this effort is worth it. Without investment, how can there be a return?

But the time to learn is short. But it does give Mr. Mori a kind of reborn effect.

And all this credit is because of the merit on him.

Originally, merit was just an ethereal concept in most people's minds. In ancient times, some people would do a lot of good things for the sake of this concept. Because they all believe that doing good deeds can accumulate merit, and with merit, not to mention the wealth is rolling. At least I can ensure that my life is free of disasters and difficulties

Not to mention those who have done a lot of merit and done a lot of it, they can also bless their descendants.

But in modern times, if you go out on the street and tell someone to make merit. It's good not to report you as a propagator of Wheel Gong.

But this merit, in the eyes of the fire workers, is a treasure that can not be found. After that day, when he offered to teach Mr. Mori the skill, he told Mr. Mori in detail about the role of this merit.

It turned out that in the early years, when the master of the fire worker Taoist was traveling, he accidentally got a secret book. In this secret book, there is a technique. It is dedicated to how to turn the merits of nothingness into concrete things.

The Fire Worker told Mr. Sen that the first step in cultivating the Tao was to refine and refine the qi. Born after the age of seven, he falls into the acquired stream.

The innate essence is slowly lost with age until death. And the vein of the fire worker Taoist attaches great importance to the preservation of this aspect.

Through the cultivation of the day after tomorrow, the little innate qi that was originally left was mobilized out. The essence of the acquired flesh and blood is used to nourish the innate qi.

Then slowly make these two qi fuse in the body. Finally, a wisp of essence in the true sense is refined in the body, and then through this wisp of essence, it continuously impacts the eight great acupoints in the body day and night.

In the end, after the eight strange points were opened one by one, they could truly store their spirits in them, and they would reach the upper realm of refining qi and transforming gods. As for the final refinement of the god and returning to the void realm, it is too far away, and even the master of the fire worker is only a first glimpse of the door.

Naturally, there is no way to know the cultivation method inside.

It's just that I heard that the ancestor of the lineage of the Fire Gong Dao people has reached such a realm. Finally the sun soared.

Of course, this level of mystery is too far away from Mr. Sen.

At present, how to enter the first step of refining and refining gas is the most critical.

The fireworker told Mr. Sen that this first step of refining and refining gas is for ordinary people. If you are illegal, you may not be able to touch the threshold for the rest of your life. But even if you get the Fa, it will take twenty or thirty years of water grinding to get a glimpse of it.

There is no other reason, because from the age of seven, people's hearts begin to be affected by the outside world of flowers. The five aggregates are obsessed with the eyes, so that the heart is ape and difficult to tame.

If the mind is restless, it is natural that it cannot be settled. If you can't settle down, you naturally can't cultivate your mind.

But right now, the fire workers can make Mr. Sen in half a year. Stay in a steady state for a long time. And this opportunity is this merit on him.

After meeting for the first time that day, the Huogong Daoist specially chose a date. In the living room of the hotel room, there was a ritual called "Stealing Heavenly Gong".

The process of this ritual is not like the usual scenes in the dojo. No statues were placed, and no tributes were bought.

The Huogong Daoist just waited for the time of the day, the time of the day's yin and yang qi handover. Mr. Jean sat cross-legged on the ground, then pinched the subposition of his left hand with the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and then pinched the tip of the middle finger with the thumb of his left hand and turned it over and placed it on his lap. In the end, Mr. Mori was asked to close his eyes and not open his eyes for a while, no matter what happened. Only when he says it's over can he open his eyes.

The fireworker Taoist also said that this trick is called "meridian formula", which has the effect of suppressing shocks, warding off evil spirits, controlling illusions, and concentrating.

When Mr. Mori heard this, he didn't know what to expect. Especially when he saw that the fire worker Taoist, he took out five yellow runes from his bag, and with a flick of his wrist, the five runes were unswervingly pasted to his forehead, shoulders, and the Jizhong acupoint and the jade pillow acupoint. Firmly attached to it, I don't know why.

"Dao Chief, you're not going to train me to be a zombie, are you?" Seeing this, Mr. Mori's heart tightened for no reason, and he spoke.

"Shut up, shut up!" At this time, the fire worker made a decision with his left hand, picked up the master knife with his right hand, and shouted with a serious face.

"Listen, I'll start the Fa now, these five spirit runes can temporarily extinguish the yang energy around you, and for a while you will think that you are dead.

Remember, try not to have too many distractions in your mind. So that I can give you a temporary cover. With the power of the blessings of the ancestors, the merits of your body are extracted and integrated into your own body. Remember that you must not open your eyes during this process.

Otherwise, as soon as your eyes are opened, the divine light in your body will leak out, and my five spirit runes will no longer be able to hide the heavenly opportunity. When the time comes, your yang energy will turn around. Even I will be unlucky with you. Do you understand? The fireworker commanded again and again.

Mr. Sen saw that what the fireworker said was so serious, where did he dare to joke, nodded his head heavily, and closed his eyes.

It's just that it backfired. Mr. Sen found that it was okay not to close his eyes, after this closed eye. Unconsciously came to mind, Bobo's appearance. White-flowered, dangling in front of it. At the same time, the sound of the bar DJ slowly sounded in my ears.

For a moment, Mr. Mori only felt a hot breath that began to rush from the lower abdomen to the top of his head. I wish I could open my eyes and get up.

But fortunately, at this time, the Huogong Daoist seemed to see his situation and said: "I am going to 'steal the heavenly gong' for you now, at this time, the five yin, five aggregates and five demons that you can't see, all kinds of violations will suddenly erupt." Stop you, interfere with you.

The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high, if you can withstand it and break through a layer of demonic barriers, you will increase your Dao skills.

Success or failure is here, and I will pass on to you a mantra now, and you can remember as much as you can. Read it with me in your heart. ”

Without waiting for Mr. Sen to listen to it, the fireworker stepped on the seven stars with his own feet, and slowly recited the mantra in his mouth.

Mr. Mori naturally couldn't listen to a word at first, but later he was also in a trance. I couldn't help but chant intermittently: "The towering and immobile type, the loose and quiet empty and fixed spirit... Cultivating the Great Dan Gong... The flyover is tightened... Ears listen without strings... Snort without a sound.. Qi Hui Dan... With the separation, yin and yang are reversed... Puhua thundered. The white clouds are on the top... Manna sprinkled... Drink the longevity wine, who knows.."