Chapter 649: Guess it, don't say it

I yearn to learn the real witchcraft of the grassland, and draw the essence from it, and research to make Xiaoqing a real person......

It is the biggest goal of the fat man's trip to the North Plains.

It is also his biggest motivation in the study and practice of metaphysics in recent years.

As we mentioned earlier, Wen Shuo pointed out that witchcraft on the grassland does have real deeds that can make people borrow corpses to resurrect their souls, and unlike some rumors in the history of Xuanmen rivers and lakes, as well as Taoist spells, it is different from the short-term borrowing of corpses to resurrect souls, it is a real resurrection of corpses after returning souls, and long-term survival like normal people.

In addition, Wen Shuo even considered going to the plateau region if he still had time to seek the reincarnation method of the legendary Tantra.

He hopes that through the study and research of all kinds of similar mysteries, Xiaoqing will become an adult.

He also knew that even if there was such a mystical method, it could not be directly applied to Xiaoqing's body, because Xiaoqing was not a soul or ghost in the ordinary sense, nor was it a yin god or yang god after a Xuanshi had cultivated to a certain realm, and he could forcibly take it away.

Xiaoqing is a kind of spirit that is similar to a spirit body, or rather, it has evolved and grown into a spirit body.

Is it suitable for resurrection of the corpse, and can it be successful......

No one can guarantee without lessons from the past.

If it attracts a thunderous catastrophe, it may be wiped out in an instant!

Wen Shuo didn't dare to take risks easily, but insisted on working hard for this and striving to get a perfect solution.

There is no such mystic method in the mystical method taught by the old Han head, but the mystical method taught by the old Han head, as well as his personal teaching style, Wen Shuo's study and practice experience, made him often think, consider, and study when he practiced the mystical method before he entered the hall, pondering whether the various steps of the talismans, spells, mental methods, qi flow, and heaven and earth could be achieved in another way, instead of sticking to the fixed mystic moves—this is a bit ambitious, and he will start running before he can leave.

If it were another mysticist, it would definitely not be like this, because there was a master who advised and taught me to first improve my cultivation, and then after the realm reached a high enough level, I would go to self-enlightenment.

Otherwise, you're looking for death.

Ke Wen Shuo ......

There is no master by his side to teach him by word and deed, even if it is a breakthrough in the cultivation realm, there is no master by his side to protect the Fa.

He can only understand, ponder, and comprehend by himself.

He was timid and cautious, but he never realized that his experience of practicing the Xuanfa would make many people jaw-dropping if it was known on the Xuanmen rivers and lakes - it was simply extremely audacious!

Because of the practice of occult law and enlightenment, if you are not careful, you will go crazy.

Not to mention, to comprehend, experiment, and innovate the occult moves.

And disdainful, or don't dare, unwilling to have too much contact with the Xuanmen rivers and lakes, so Wen Shuo, who knows very little about many mystical methods, what he doesn't know is that only the mystical method he practiced, his own door, allowed his disciples to boldly try, to practice independently, and break through the shackles of cultivation from the beginning of their practice, and even this mystical method itself does not require too much participation from the master.

This is the real master who leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual!

As for how high you can achieve......

The point is also on the individual's talent and understanding - it has nothing to do with luck, without enough talent and understanding, no matter how good luck is, it will not help.

And with talent and understanding, luck, in layman's terms, is the opportunity, which will appear at any time.

Being able to grasp it is the most important thing.

Unconsciously, Wen Shuo stood on the gentle slope near this pastoral gathering place for a long time...... It wasn't until the drizzle of rain turned into raindrops the size of beans that he suddenly came back to his senses, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was almost twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Qi Muge was wearing a raincoat and ran over quickly with an umbrella: "Wen Shuo, Wen Shuo, go back quickly......"

"Uncle Qi Muge, thank you!" Wen Shuo thanked loudly in the increasingly dense rain, holding an umbrella and walking back with Qi Muge.

A sudden heavy rain also disrupted Ma Youcheng's travel plan.

Originally, I had planned to leave this afternoon and rush to the archaeological site in Kimkai City, Kanto, overnight, but now, the heavy rain is pouring down, and the grassland is muddy and difficult to walk, so I can only give up.

After dinner.

The light rain was pouring down.

Wen Shuo held an umbrella and wore rain boots to Naren Toya's house.

After that feeling this morning, he guessed why Naren Toya had not accepted disciples so far, and he was 99.9 percent sure.

However, for such a reason, Wen Shuo is not easy to say.

Yang Xiu died because he was too smart, he guessed everything, and opened his mouth to say it......

The fat man pondered, in the next process of exchanging occult methods with Naren Toya, maybe one day, Naren Toya will take the initiative to say the reason?

He hoped that Narentoya would take the initiative to speak up.

In this way, it is better to ask too many questions that are not easy to be known.

The night and the rain intersect and it is heavy.

Holding a lantern in one hand and an umbrella in the other, Ah Rishan stood at the door of the tent, not knowing how long he had been waiting.

Seeing Wen Shuo coming, she walked to the fence and opened the courtyard door, and without saying a word, she invited Wen Shuo in, and did not follow into the tent, but just bowed down and saluted, pressed the curtain more densely to prevent rain, and went back to her tent - Naren Toya had instructed not to disturb her conversation with Wen Shuo.

"Grandma Feng, hello, the juniors have come to disturb your Qing Xiu. After Wen Shuo entered the tent, he bowed down and stroked his chest, which was very polite.

"It's like two people. Naren Toya said four words lightly, but in her heart, a sense of powerlessness arose.

This young fat man is really elusive in his heart.

Wen Shuo pretended not to understand, smiled and walked to the bench and sat down, while naturally looking at the scene in the tent.

The tent is a thick double layer of rainproof tarpaulin with a conical vault.

Inside the tent was a battery-powered lamp on a small table in front of Narentoya's bedside, so it was brightly lit and the rest of the place was much darker.

"Wen Shuo......" Naren Tuoya said with a straight face: "Since I asked you to come, I naturally agreed, and I am willing to solve your doubts about the runes and spells you recorded, and I will answer your request." However, although I admit that there are things in these books that I do not know, it is much less than you think. In fact, at least eighty-five percent of the runes and spells in it are known to me and can be used skillfully. In other words, you said that most of the mystical moves in the sects, schools, and families in the Xuanmen rivers and lakes have been lost in the history of a hundred years of withering, but the witchcraft I practiced has not been lost so much. ”

Wen Shuo frowned, Naren Toya's confident words were really incredible.

Judging from the situation that Ma Youcheng had helped inquire and investigate before, there had been no top wizard like Naren Tuoya on the prairie for at least two hundred years.

It shows that the inheritance of grassland witchcraft must have had a serious discontinuity.

And Naren Toya is the only real great wizard left on the prairie for decades.

"It feels incredible, so, don't believe it, do you?" said Naren Toya with a smile.

"Nope. Wen Shuo suddenly thought of some terrible possibility, so he nodded very firmly and said, "I believe it...... No matter how incredible things are, since they involve the occult law, then, you can choose to believe them, especially since these words are still said by you, the great wizard. ”

Naren Toya was stunned, obviously wanting to say something, but hesitated and did not say it, but changed her words: "I'll teach you first, some mantras." ”

"Okay, I'm sorry for you. Wen Shuo nodded respectfully.

Teaching mantras is easy to say, but it's actually very difficult and complicated.

Because every pronunciation of the mantra does not have an absolutely accurate font correspondence, and there is no clear literal meaning, it is very easy to memorize, not to mention the pronunciation of each word, and the interval between the pronunciation of the characters.

Scholars are tired, and so are the givers.

This thing is the most likely to make people feel impetuous and impetic.

Fortunately, Naren Toya is the master of grassland witchcraft cultivation, so she naturally has this indifferent concentration.

And Wen Shuo has been practicing almost immobile all year round, and he has already entered the hall, and this concentration is also there.

So such a boring, obscure, awkward mantra......

One teaches, one learns.

One old and one young spent the whole night.

Nothing else.

When it was dark, Naren Toya said that she was tired and wanted to rest, so Wen Shuo got up and said goodbye and left the tent.

The light rain stopped at the beginning.

The grass is fresh and the air is moist.

The early herders are busy.

Wen Shuo was alone, stepping on the stagnant water on the grass, and came to the gentle slope again, deliberately walked a distance to the other side, avoiding the sight of many herdsmen, and then took a deep breath, chanting mantras and running the mind, and the breath was in harmony with the mind and heaven and earth.

As before, I slowly started Tai Chi.

Ma Youcheng couldn't wait for the mud on the prairie to dry up, so after breakfast, he asked Qi Muge to arrange horses, led by Bi Qilie, and together with Chen Shijie, he rode leisurely to the nearest town to the outer edge of the grassland, and then took a ride to the city's train station.

As for the off-road vehicle, I called my friend and told him that he would have time to drive away from his house on the grassland.

Leaving Wen Shuo, he lived a boring life on the grassland that many people thought was boring and leisurely in many people.

He had his own tent provided by his Muga, where he would rest and meditate in the morning, go out in the afternoon to chat, graze, and ride horses with the herdsmen, and in the evening he would go to Naren Toya's tent and talk all night long—studying, consulting, discussing, and exchanging occult teachings.

From the beginning, the old and the young were wary of each other and rejected each other, so that disputes broke out, and gradually it seemed that there was no disagreement, and the relationship was too good to be good.

So much so that Naren Tuoya occasionally praised Wen Shuo with the herdsmen.

Soon, the herdsmen in this pastoral area all knew that this fat college student from the capital, known as the grassland eagle by Qimuge, was liked by Naren Toya, if it weren't for Wen Shuo being a college student and having his own family business, Naren Toya wanted him to be the heir.