Time seemed to have only passed for a moment, and it seemed like a century had passed, and Cui Lao raised his head tremblingly.

"Dao...... Dao Chief? ”

"How can you not repay a favor from others?"

Fang Zheng withdrew his fingers, his eyes showing a little tiredness, obviously the divine sense transmission was still difficult for him now.

Even if it's just the most basic contemplation, a little common sense.

Speak slowly at the moment:

"Cui Lao is very talented, if he had obtained the fax method when he was young, his achievements would have been achieved, and now he ...... But it was a little late. ”

"Content, content." Cui Lao's body trembled slightly, and his voice was excited:

"I can't imagine that when I'm old, I can actually see the true Fa?"

"Dao Chief!"

"Please bow down to the old man!"

As soon as he said that, his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees.

"Alas!"

Fang Zheng waved his hand, and an invisible force immediately stopped Cui Lao's movements, and gently held him up:

"I can't do it."

Cui Lao only felt that he couldn't stand up by himself, and he was more and more shocked by the magic of the Taoist in front of him, but he forgot to try to kneel again.

A finger touching your forehead can put knowledge into your head.

With a wave of your hand, an invisible force can appear.

Such means......

If he hadn't seen and experienced it with his own eyes, even if someone close to him told him, he would never believe it.

"I have learned the art of looking at qi from my master, and I have traveled through many mountains, rivers, lakes and seas for decades, and visited many sacred places of Taoism and Buddhism."

"Seek the true Dharma."

Cui Lao's eyes were full of tears, and his voice was complicated:

"It's a pity!"

"Always ask for nothing!"

In just one sentence, it contains a lot of helplessness and desolation.

Unlike Jia Lao in Jiajia Village, Cui Lao, who has the ability to hope for qi, is sure that there is no true law in the world, and he doesn't know how many places he has gone to for this.

I don't know how much time was wasted.

From the unswerving pursuit of the true Dharma when he was young, to the confusion and helplessness in middle age, to the unwilling regrets after old age.

He spent his best years chasing that ethereal existence.

Therefore.

Almost broke up.

If he can concentrate on business early, he is not just an antique expert who is known in a small area.

"Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night!"

Cui Lao took a deep breath and bowed deeply towards Fang Zheng with both hands in fists:

"Thank you, Chief!"

"Elder Cui is polite." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"What you give is also very important to the poor Dao."

"That's right."

He changed the subject, lest the other party continue to dwell on it:

"Cui Lao once said that the Taoist friend who drew the talisman is not Lu Qigong and Lu Lao, who is that? I wonder if I can see it? ”

"That person's surname is Wang, and now he is retired in Qingzhou, and he is already a cripple." The current Cui Lao is the other party who can be said to have answered all questions, and replied:

"The Taoist can't see him if he wants to, but it's not easy to talk to him."

"Oh!"

Fang Zheng asked curiously:

"Why?"

"Hey......" Cui Lao shook his head and said:

"It's all the past of Chen Sesame Rotten Millet many years ago, but since it's the Taoist chief who asked, there's nothing to say."

He paused, and said:

"When this person was young, he learned the means of refining rune paper somewhere, especially the rune paper that confuses the minds of others."

Relying on this method, he is surrounded by beautiful women every day, and even ...... Attack some women he likes, but the other party doesn't look down on him. ”

"It's a bit of a mistake!"

It's clear.

This is a very normal psychological change.

People who suddenly become rich tend to squander their wealth with impunity, and those who get spells will also think of using spells to take advantage.

Cui Lao's net worth was obtained because of the Qi Technique.

And this man ......

But it's women who want it.

"Because he is clever and good-looking, at first others only thought that he had the means to deal with women, and he could make women swoon."

Cui Lao continued to speak:

"No one thought he was using magic to influence the minds of others."

"Until one day ......"

He shook his head and said:

"This person offended a person who couldn't afford to offend, and just charmed a woman, and was approached by the woman's husband."

"Results ......"

"His hands, his legs, and even the thing underneath them were all ruined, leaving only one life to survive."

Tut!

Fang Zheng was speechless.

This is to blame for oneself and not to blame others.

"Well deserved!"

Su Jin said with a cold face:

"This kind of person, it's cheaper for him to live!"

"Heh......" Cui Lao smiled:

"If he wasn't from the Wang family, the person he offended would have died many times, how could he wait for someone who really couldn't afford to provoke him?"

"The Wang family?" Su Jin frowned:

"Isn't it amazing?"

"It's amazing."

When it came to the Wang family, even Elder Cui couldn't help but have a solemn expression, and said:

"The Langya Wang family can be regarded as the largest wealthy family in the Xia Kingdom, for thousands of years, this family has given birth to thirty-six queens and ninety-two prime ministers......"

"To this day, I still control a lot of things, do you say it's powerful?"

Su Jin's expression froze.

His background is not low, so he naturally understands the meaning of Cui's old words, the rich young master that ordinary people come into contact with is actually not really rich.

Rich and expensive are called rich.

For example, ten years ago, the so-called four young people in Beijing and one emperor in Haizhou were once prosperous, and the assets of each family were tens of billions, but what about now?

The decline of the falling, the missing of the missing......

The real son and young master have never been known to ordinary people.

"Langya Wang's Clan."

Founder thoughtfully:

"Unexpectedly, this family is still there?"

"Yes." Cui Lao's eyes moved slightly, and he said:

"I heard that the reason why the Langya Wang clan can avoid every disaster and inherit it for thousands of years is because the family has people who are good at deduction."

"If the Taoist chief wants to find a fellow Taoist, he can visit the door, and he may be able to see him."

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"I don't know where the Langya Wang clan is?"

"There are several branches of the Wang family, and the old man doesn't know much, so the Taoist can go directly to Qingzhou and ask that person." Cui Lao thought about it, rummaged through the room, and found a sachet:

"That man's name is Wang Qi, maybe because he has done too much evil, this man has no sons, and his two daughters have also been taken away by his enemies and disappeared."

"After the deposed of the surnamed Wang, he regretted what he had done, and did everything possible to ask people to find his daughter, and sent tokens to many people at that time."

"Because I know some spells, I got this sachet too."

He handed it to Fang Zheng and said:

"This thing belongs to his daughter, and according to him, if someone helps him find his daughter, he can get the talisman inheritance from him."

"Of course."

"The Taoist doesn't care about inheritance, but he can be used as a token to visit, that guy is alive and dead now, and he is willing to say something if he has a token."

Fang Zheng took the sachet, which was shaped like a funny doll from a TV show when he was a child, and the materials were quite solid.

One or two decades later, it is still undamaged.

"Okay."

Nodding, he arched his hand and said:

"Thank you, Elder Cui."

"Hmm......"

After thinking about it, he said again:

"I should stay in Haizhou for a few more days, if Elder Cui has anything to ask, you can go over, and Poor Dao is waiting for you at any time."

"Really?" Boss Cui:

"Great!"

…………

Seeing Fang Zheng enter the hotel, his back completely disappeared, Cui Laocai reluctantly retracted his gaze and sighed softly.

"Master."

Su Jinyin was curious:

"What just now?"

He only saw Fang Zheng nodding on Elder Cui's forehead, and then the master's attitude changed greatly, and even his spirit became excited.

"That feeling ......"

Cui Lao looked up, his eyes confused:

"It's hard to put into words."

"But your kid is unlucky, I begged for a lifetime and didn't meet it until I died, but you can inherit it directly."

"Hey......" Su Jin scratched his head:

"Master, you are old and strong, you will definitely be able to live a long life, and there will be many days to come."

Cui Lao shook his head.

He knows his body himself.

Although according to Fang Zheng, he is a gifted person, but the use of Zhan Qi Technique is not without a price, it is just a price.

When you are young, you have enough qi and blood and strong recovery, but you can barely support it, and you feel obvious strain after entering middle age.

nowadays

I feel that my blood is short and my time is running out.

"It's a pity!"

He sighed softly:

"If I can get the true Fa early, I'm afraid that I can really live for another decade or two as a teacher, everything is fate, but I'm already content."

is already desperate, but before dying, there is nothing to be satisfied with.

"Let's go back!"

With a wave of his hand, Cui Lao slowly closed his eyes:

"I'm going to tidy up what Daoist Fang left us."

*

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Hotel rooms.

Fang Zheng sat cross-legged and slowly unfolded the scroll in his hand, his movements were slow and careful, lest he destroy the runes on it.

The expression is even more solemn.

"Tiangang Technique!"

"It turned out to be another ancient divine script, and it was recorded as a practice!"

With the caress of his fingers, the true qi intertwined into ancient gods, floating in the air, one after another, up and down.

Through discernment, in addition to recording a technique called Tiangang Shu, the scroll also mentions another ancient deity.

Even the text is different.

"Heaven-Swallowing God?"

Fangzheng's eyes moved slightly:

"The head of the wolf, the body of the snake, the wings of the eagle, the claws of the tiger, the ......tail of the scorpion, the appearance of this god-swallowing god is very similar to the desolate gods that Jiu Yuanzi encountered."

The ancient gods are broadly divided into three types.

One is humanoid deities.

Such as Yan Jun,

Although it may have three heads and six arms, eyebrows and eyes, and feet on flames, in general, they are all evolved from human appearance.

The second is a combination of heterogeneous ones.

Like a dragon,

Such as this devouring god.

The shape of a god is pieced together from a certain part of various creatures, and in the end it is naturally strange, and it looks like a deformed freak.

The third type, which is also the rarest one, has no fixed form, just an ethereal existence like wind and clouds.

The three gods are not only different in appearance, but also in the ancient ancestors they blessed.

Most of the human races blessed by the humanoid gods have been civilized, and even in ancient times, they knew how to plant and smelt technology, and the different gods were also called the desolate gods, perhaps because they were aliens, so the people under their rule were mostly in a very primitive state, and it was normal to drink Maoru's blood.

Of course

Up to now, except for the gods on the genealogy of the gods issued by the court, all the others are evil gods, and they will be killed when they encounter them.

"It's weird!"

Fang Zheng touched his chin, and his face was full of doubts:

"Could it be that there is not just one person or an ancient god who has come here from another world, but several?"

I couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it.

On the contrary, it was the Tiangang technique recorded on the scroll that made Fang Zheng very interested.

Because the ancient gods I know are incomplete, I am afraid that there are still errors and omissions in them, so I can't cultivate for the time being, and I can only have a rough understanding.

This technique treats the human body as a magic weapon to refine, and the internal organs of the human body are strengthened to the extreme, and the physical body is indestructible after cultivation, the key is ......

It can prolong life!

"Tiangang Technique can make people's essence and blood strong, with amazing recovery and defense, which can be called a top meat shield, and because the essence is sufficient and does not leak out, it creates another internal circulation in the body, so that it only enters and does not leave, and the essence does not decay, and theoretically it can even live forever."

"Hmm......"

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly:

"There is a high probability that immortality will not be possible, but it should be no problem to let the Leakless Martial Master live for another one or two hundred years."

Thinking of this, his breath couldn't help but shorten, and his heart beat wildly.

He is already leakless, if he can live for a hundred more years, he will definitely be able to achieve martial arts and real people, and when the time comes, he will be able to cultivate to a high level and live for a few hundred more years.

Maybe......

One day, you can become a thousand-year-old monster!

"Cui Lao!"

"Thank you so much!"

Thanked him softly, and Fangzheng's eyes lit up.

'I never thought that modern society also has the inheritance of another world, and even involves the ancient gods, and now there is no master of cultivation in this world, isn't it equivalent to an undiscovered gold mountain waiting to be developed by itself. ’

'So ......'

There's no need to rush to another world! ’

…………

"Ahh

A scream.

Cheng Tao sat up abruptly from the bed and screamed:

"Hell!"

"Hell!"

"Xiao Tao, Xiao Tao." A woman hurriedly stepped forward with a panicked face, took him in her arms, patted him on the back and whispered comfort:

"No ghosts, no ghosts, don't be afraid, my mother is by your side, don't be afraid......"

"There are ghosts! Ghosts! Cheng Tao's face was pale, his eyes were black, and the skin and flesh on his face were sunken, and his appearance changed greatly in just a few days:

"There are ghosts!"

He yelled, pushed the woman away, and ran out barefoot.

"Stop him!"

The woman's face changed greatly, and she said hurriedly:

"Quick, stop him!"

Several security guards who were guarding nearby immediately stepped forward, hugged Cheng Tao, who was panicked, and pressed him back to the bed.

"Ahh

was suppressed by several big men, and Cheng Tao was still struggling desperately.

At this time, his skin and flesh were shriveled all over, like a bone frame covered with a layer of human skin, but the power that erupted was not small at all.

Several people tried their best to suppress it, but there were even signs that they couldn't control it.

Even if I tied it with a rope, I still shook wildly.

"Dao Chief."

Father Cheng was worried, and spoke to a crane-haired and childish Taoist beside him:

"You see, my son has been like this for the past few days, as long as he closes his eyes, he will have nightmares, and he can't sleep at all."

"It's useless to take a tranquilizer!"

"Now I'm even more scared like crazy, if I don't tie it up with a rope, I'm afraid...... He's really going to hurt himself. ”

"Hmm......" Dao Chang stroked his beard, looked at the photo of Cheng Tao a few days ago, couldn't help but gasp, and said slowly:

"Ling Gongzi, I'm afraid I've messed with something unclean!"

"What?"

"Ahh

Although Cheng's father and Cheng's mother expected this, they were still shocked when they heard the other party say this.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten."

The Taoist chief looked solemn:

"In a few days, Ling Gongzi has been sucked to the point of exhaustion, I'm afraid it's a female ghost, has Ling Gongzi done anything recently?"

"This ......" The couple looked at each other, both confused.

The two of them run a business, and they are so busy all day and night that they don't have time to care about their son, let alone know what is going on.

"Xiao Hong!"

Father Cheng's eyes moved, and he beckoned to a person standing at the door:

"Let me ask you, has Xiao Tao done anything special in the past few days? Or have you been to a particular place? ”

"Nope!" Xiao Hong shook his head, thought about it, his eyes moved slightly, and said in a low voice:

"There's one thing."

"What's the matter?"

Cheng Mu hurriedly said:

"Say it quickly!"

"This ......" Xiao Hong opened his mouth, his face was embarrassed, and then he said in a low voice:

"A few days ago, on the day Brother Tao fell ill, a girl from Haida committed suicide by jumping off the building, and the woman had been with Brother Tao for a while."

"Suicide?"

The Taoist chief stroked his beard, shook his head and said:

"Why suicide? It should be because of what Cheng Tao Cheng Gongzi did, right? ”

"This ......" Xiao Hong looked at Cheng's father and Cheng's mother, and sighed helplessly:

"Yes."

said, and told the truth of the matter one by one, including the shooting of the video, and several people present were his own people, so he naturally had nothing to hide.

"This kid ......"

Cheng Mu snorted:

"What are you doing with that kind of woman, that one named Zhenzhen is exactly, I can't think of finding a short-term opinion, why pester us Xiaotao."

Father Cheng nodded with a gloomy face.

Several security personnel in the field raised their eyebrows, a trace of disdain flashed in their eyes, but they did not speak.

"Dao Chief."

He looked at the Taoist chief and said in a muffled voice:

"Now that you know the reason, can you cast a spell to get rid of her?"

"This ......" Dao Chief's eyes flashed:

"Theoretically, there is no problem, as long as this female ghost is not too powerful, the poor Dao can surrender, but surrendering the ghost will consume Shouyuan."

"Dao Chief!"

Cheng Mu hurriedly said:

"How much is it, you just say it!"

"Is a million enough? If it's not enough, two million! ”

Cheng's father frowned, as if he was complaining a little about Cheng's mother's own opinion, but after all, he shook his head and did not veto.

Compared with the life of his son, what is a mere two million?

"Good!"

Dao Chief's eyes lit up:

"The hearts of the two beloved sons are touching, the poor road is not a ruthless person, and people and ghosts have different paths, today is the time for the poor road to maintain the right path."

"There can't be outsiders to disturb you when you cast spells, please go out first."

"Good!"

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother glanced at each other, and led people to retreat towards the door:

"Dao Chief, be careful."

When everyone left, the Dao Chief's eyes rolled, the Dao Bone Immortal Wind on his face disappeared, and he smiled and spoke:

"What age are you still believing that there are ghosts in this world?"

"Let me see!"

He rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Cheng Tao, who was tied into meat dumplings:

"What the hell is going on with you?"

The Taoist is not the Taoist chief, but he is actually a doctor and a psychologist, but he finds that being a psychiatrist is far less profitable than being a Taoist chief.

Simply change careers.

Coming to Cheng Tao, the Taoist chief rolled his eyelids, pulled out his tongue, and frowned.

"It shouldn't be......"

"Ahh

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly screamed, and the whole person collapsed directly to the ground, his crotch was soaked, and he couldn't use his strength to tremble when he wanted to retreat.

But seeing a puff of black smoke rising from Cheng Tao's face, it merged into an illusory figure in the air, and the figure's eyes were scarlet, staring at the Taoist.

"Wow!"

The ghost whistled and a cold wind rose in the room.

"Mom!"

The Taoist chief screamed, and out of nowhere, a force came out of nowhere, supporting him on all fours and rushing towards the gate.

"Stop!"

Yu Mancang's ghost body flashed, and appeared in front of the Dao Chief, staring at him with a pair of ghost eyes:

"So it's just a one-off product?"

"Liar!"

He said with a disappointed voice:

"If you don't want to die, do as I say."

"Huh?"

The Taoist chief was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly nodded:

"You say, you say, I will do it!"

The next room.

Fang Zheng, who was deducing the ancient divine text, seemed to notice something, glanced sideways to this side, and then shook his head and retracted his gaze.

(End of chapter)