Illusory power swayed in the chaos.

Chen Yu leaned against the wall and meditated.

Running the magic of summoning and constantly polishing and controlling, the normal and quiet world in the eyes of ordinary people appears clearer and more colorful from the perspective of overflowing spiritual power.

It's as if the fog has faded, and it's no longer blurry.

The invisible wind was blowing, and the white moonlight was falling.

Wisps of silver-white light, invisible to the naked eye, danced on his side like insects, swimming in the void. He closed his eyes tightly, trying to manipulate it further, rather than letting it dissipate after a few breaths as he did now.

On the side, Brother Liu, who had solved the thief, returned to the City God Temple, and a pair of tiger eyes were still mixed with temperament, obviously the anger had not disappeared.

His eyes turned and fell on Chen Yu, and in a trance, he felt that the other party seemed to have a layer of silver tulle covering his body, insignificant as a fairy, but he didn't see it when he looked at it again.

Hallucination?

Brother Liu looked at it fixedly, then shook his head and didn't think about it anymore, only to feel more and more that this little Taoist priest was not simple, and it was estimated that he was a descendant from the hidden sect in the deep mountains.

Isn't it said in the story, every time there is a troubled time, there must be a master haunted and walk in the world.

Even if the person in front of him is not a master, he is most likely the descendant of those high-ranking hermits.

This time, and as a good fate.

In his eyes, it is not only about force to go south and north, but also the stubborn idea of the elders to break into the world with a big knife. In today's situation, it depends more on connections.

If you have connections, you have business, and everything has two thin faces, so things are easy to do.

Thinking about it, he returned to his position, the waist knife in his hand was on his lap, and he also sat down cross-legged, leaning against the corner of the wall and closing his eyes to continue to rest.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning, the dew is cold.

Chen Yu woke up early, and spent half the night last night polishing his spirits, and his face was slightly tired at the moment.

However, the harvest is not small, and the mental power is more mellow, joining the sound attack, with the vibration of the viscera and the staggered tremor of the internal strength, it has a bit of thunderous momentum for a while.

It's amazing.

The most important thing is that Chen Yu figured out a way to cover up the roar and sound before the shot, making the whole process even more difficult to detect.

There were a lot of people around last night, and he hadn't tried it yet, so he was ready to find an opportunity to see the specific effect after he went to Pingcheng to separate.

In addition, with the improvement of his mental strength in the past few days, Chen Yu faintly felt that there was something strange about the position of three inches below his umbilicus that he had not noticed before.

The overflowing spiritual power often floated towards that place. This is not his active manipulation, but spontaneous, as if there is an invisible attraction existing.

However, the distance was too far away, and it collapsed halfway through, and he could not see what had changed under the umbilicus.

"This anomaly may have lasted for a long time, and it was not noticeable until recently that the mental strength has become stronger."

Now, the spiritual power is completely condensed, and Chen Yu has been able to achieve the same degree of vipassana and introspection in the four parts of the head, neck, shoulders, and upper arms as in the legend of the Daomen.

But that's all there is to it.

The internal organs, legs, feet, and limbs cannot be involved.

In the final analysis, there is still too little mental power, and the control is not skilled enough.

"Trail Chief!"

Not far away, the caravan was well organized, Brother Liu called at him, Chen Yu retracted his mind and hurried up.

The crack in the light cluster in his mind became larger and larger, and the spiritual power overflowing from him increased day by day.

So the most important thing for him now is to find a way to raise the level of manipulation.

He thought of his divine summoning technique, and this time he had the opportunity to participate in the ritual, so he naturally would not let it go. Chen Yu made up his mind that he had to find some scripture skills to drive the gods and enlighten the Tao, and he didn't want to be too profound, but a large amount of stool.

These are all firewood, which can allow him to experience the path of his predecessors and collide with the spark of thinking, which is the source of inspiration for the more perfect magic of the divine summoning technique.

The opportunity is rare, and there may not be a chance to have Taoist friends from the entire Guangyong Mansion to discuss the Tao and talk about the Tao together.

After a few days of descending the mountain, he could already see that no matter whether this event succeeded or failed, it was unlikely that it would be held a second time for a long time to come.

It is unlikely that it will be in at least three or five years.

But once this last stable day has passed, it will be really difficult to predict the future.

With thoughts fluctuating, Chen Yu came to the front of the team. Brother Liu pointed to the winding road in the mountains and said with a smile:

"Heijo is not far away."

He followed the other man's point and saw that there were more pedestrians driving on the road.

And at the end of the mountain road, between the peaks and mountains, a quaint city presents a vague outline.

……

Pingcheng is Guangyong Fuzhi, located at the foot of the mountain, there are avenues extending in all directions, the road is wide, Rao is two cars parallel and there is free.

However, this surplus was only five or six miles out of the city, and the official road became cramped and narrow again. Clumps of weeds are piled up on both sides, and the branches hang down in an arc, hooking people's clothes and hair.

In just ten miles, there were no more accidents.

The group paid the money and entered the city smoothly. Brother Liu rushed to give it together, but was stopped by Chen Yu with a smile and paid out of his own pocket.

Crossing the city gate, there was a buzz in my ears.

At this moment, there are already many hawkers on both sides of the earth-solid street.

Refreshments, preserved fruits, steamed buns, gruel.

Rich in fragrance.

The little guy who bought the sugar gourd shouted in the street with a broken gong and his voice, and occasionally the second son with a birdcage was proud of himself surrounded by a group of servants.

There are also scholars with white faces and ladies and slender ladies.

Laughter and slapstick were endless.

At first glance, it looks much more lively than the stone tooth.

Chen Yu looked at it curiously. The architecture of Heijo is more stylized, staggered, and not as messy as the stone teeth. Several conspicuous high-rise buildings stand in rows and rows, carved buildings and painted buildings, magnificent.

There are cornices like clouds, outlining birds, wooden clocks hanging on the top, and slender brocade swaying in the wind.

At this time, a few young ladies who passed by looked back, half-covering their faces and eyebrows shy.

He didn't care, walked a few steps, and turned to say goodbye to the caravan.

"Don't thank you, the little Taoist chief, along the way, the Taoist chief's words are like real cultivation, if you don't know that you are from a high gate, you can't help but invite you and your brothers to run business, hahaha!"

Chen Yu thanked him again, and then separated from Brother Liu and the others, the other party wanted to take the caravan to the east of the city to sell the goods on the car, and then he had to rush to the next place to buy the goods.

According to Brother Liu's statement - to be a running businessman, you can't be idle.

After that, he walked around alone, and I have to say that this kind of antique city looks a little different.

In a short time, he bypassed the main road. The invitation card has a residence arranged by Haiyunguan for Taoist friends in Shiya County. Chen Yu spread out and looked at it, it was a large courtyard, named Chengyu.

I found the shop on the street and asked, the location of Chengyuyuan is in the west of the city, close to Zhengyuan Temple.

He walked through it, and when he squeezed out seven or eight alleys, he came to the western part of the city, and the buildings were sparse and not as dense as before.

The view is spacious, and you can see the large compound that occupies a large area not far away.

In front of the door, several Taoist priests in Tsing Yi were laughing and talking.