"I'm out of alcohol. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Yan Chixia picked up the wine jar and shook it twice, shook it vigorously a few times, and barely dripped a few drops, so after a while, seven or eight jars of wine had been drunk by the two of them.

"Wait a minute, my lord, I'll go get some more wine!" Nie Xiaoqian was about to get up, but was grabbed by Jiang Hao, and said with a smile: "Don't be so troublesome, look at me!"

"Ruyi, according to my heart, quickly manifest the spirit!" Jiang Hao took out Ruyi from his arms, silently recited the method, and a mouthful of demonic breath blew out, the wine jar shook for a while, and there was a gurgling sound inside, and the wine gushed out like a mountain spring, tumbling three or five inches above the wine jar, and the rich aroma of wine filled the air, making people salivate.

"This, this ......" Yan Chixia's eyes widened, rubbed it vigorously, and found that this was not an illusion, picked up the sea bowl and scooped a bowl, the wine was mellow and rich, and I don't know how much better than the wine I just drank.

The sound of drumming had long since stopped, and the expressions of the female ghosts and Nie Xiaoqian were worse than those of Yan Chixia, as if they had seen a fairy, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"The beautiful scenery of a good day can't be enjoyed alone, let's all come and have two drinks!" Seeing the female ghosts looking at each other, Jiang Hao chuckled lightly and said.

The female ghosts looked at each other, and they were a little afraid to step forward, they had never even heard of this kind of fairy method, let alone seen it with their own eyes, at this time, they smelled the aroma of wine, whether they drank alcohol on weekdays or not, they all wanted to taste it now.

"Since the king said it, don't you thank the king soon!" Nie Xiaoqian has the most contact with Jiang Hao on weekdays, and knows Jiang Hao's character, so she immediately poured a bowl with her hands, took a small sip, and was immediately flushed by the spicy little face, and her fragrant tongue spit out lightly, which was extremely cute.

"Thank you, King!"

Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian had already drunk, the other female ghosts couldn't bear it anymore, so they picked up the wine bowl and filled it for themselves, and drank it carefully.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, can we have a discussion! I won't learn the law or something, how about you teach me this spell of turning wine?" Yan Chixia came up with a flattering smile on her old face.

Jiang Hao knew that he obviously rarely did this kind of thing, not only because he smiled a little stiffly, but more importantly, because he laughed so influentially.

If he had been like this constantly, he would have been beaten to death.

"Brother Yan, it's not that I don't want to teach you, but that this spell is not performed by me, but completely depends on this magic weapon. Jiang Hao raised the jade Ruyi in his hand and said.

Yan Chixia was a little regretful, but she was soon attracted by the endless wine in front of her, took three bowls in one go, and said, "Drink!

The two of you drank a bowl and I drank a bowl, and this wine seemed to be a real mountain spring, no matter how they drank it, they didn't see it decrease in the slightest.

"What's so good about this soft music, and watch me dance with a sword!"

When the wine arrived, Yan Chixia suddenly roared, jumped up, and staggered to the courtyard, holding a sword in one hand and a wine jar in the other.

"The Way of the World!"

One word was like thunder, the long sword pointed straight at the sky, raised his head and drank all the wine in the wine jar, and threw the empty jar aside, free and easy.

"Dao, Dao, Dao, Dao, Dao, Dao!"

The sword light was like a dragon, and the cold light flickered.

"It's a good way, it's a very good way!"

The body is tossing and turning, and the sword is like a rainbow, unstoppable.

"Heaven and earth, humane sword, black and white, ecliptic, equator, left and right, there is no way, everyone says that he is very Tao!"

One move and one style are like antelope hanging horns, seemingly disorderly, but extremely exquisite.

"Bah, blah, nonsense!"

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the strong wind is howling, and the sword is swung out, and the heaven and earth change color.

"There is a way for saints, and there is a way for thieves, hahahaha......"

The sound of wild laughter echoed in the heavens and the earth, and the fallen leaves were free.

"Esophageal urethra (ha!),**Yang Dao (hey!), when the evil door is crooked, it comes to the side door and the left road makes money, and there is a way to put me with an inhumane ocean of thieves who are rampant and domineering, and the ghost cries that the god is a jackal (咈!) I beg for my way! I beg for my way!"

The sword danced faster and faster, and when it came to the last sentence, Yan Chixia's whole person rose into the air, and a cold light swept through, as if to tear a gap in this dim world.

"Good swordsmanship!

Jiang Hao couldn't help but praise loudly, Yan Chixia's voice was not good, and the song was not a tune, but with this heroic swordsmanship, it was just right, and he was also fascinated by it.

"Hahahaha, let Brother Jiang smile. I, Yan Chixia, am a rough person, killing people who are corrupt and perverting the law, slashing the demon who harms heaven and reason, and when I get old and tired one day, I will drink and die directly on the wine table, and it will not be in vain!" Yan Chixia laughed and turned back to the banquet, her forehead and sideburns were drenched with sweat, but the whole person was extremely happy, picked up a wine jar, and poured it down with a grunt.

"If Brother Yan is a rough person, there will be no more elegant people in this world!" Jiang Hao picked up the wine jar and gulped, Yan Chixia's free and easy heroism made him envious.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the two of them are drinking higher and higher, chatting about martial arts while drinking, and from time to time they will make two comparisons, quite a feeling that there are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant.

After more than half a month, the two of them were like this, drinking freely every day, exchanging martial arts and spells, and Jiang Hao could be regarded as understanding the origin of Yan Chixia's exercises.

Yan Chixia's practice is indeed a Buddhist practice, called "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", which he found in a deserted Putuo Temple.

At that time, he had just killed a corrupt official and ran to a Putuo Temple to avoid the limelight, but he was attacked by a corpse demon. The corpse demon was invulnerable, he was naturally not an opponent, so he could only flee all the way in a hurry, but by coincidence, he fled to a stone cave in the back mountain, and found this exercise, and together with this heart sutra were seven relics.

He himself has a good understanding, coupled with the power of relics, he soon succeeded in cultivating, and he turned around and killed the corpse demon, and he only knew that there were demons and monsters in this world from then on, and then he was no longer only killing corrupt officials, and he heard that where there were ghosts and monsters harming people, he would also find the door to kill the demons.

In addition to slaying demons and eliminating demons, he also began to pay attention to the temples in the world, wanting to find more magic weapons to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but found that most of the temples in the world were deserted, and there were more monsters than people.

"Oh, is there anything else going on?" Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Eight or nine out of ten temples in the world are occupied by demons, and occasionally one or two exceptions are bandits and robbers who sell dog meat on sheep's heads and wear robes and pretend to be monks. Yan Chixia nodded, and said hatefully: "Those bastards kill people and set fire to do bastard things, it's not as good as monsters." Alas, don't mention it! In this world, traitors are in charge, and the people are not able to make a living, and sometimes people harm people, which is more ruthless than monsters eating people. ”

"This is the Heart Sutra I got, take it!"

As she spoke, Yan Chixia took out the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra from her arms and handed it to Jiang Hao.

The quaint wooden cover, carved with the pattern of the Buddhas of the heavens, reflects the halo of the Tao in the sun, looks as if the gods and Buddhas are right in front of you, quite textured, and on the right side of the cover is written a line of golden Sanskrit, which is the words "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra".

The wonder of the exercises is the Buddha nature contained in them, even if people with understanding do not know it, they can still understand the meaning, not to mention that there is Yan Chixia, a person who has practiced, to guide on the side.

Yan Chixia said in detail, Jiang Hao listened very carefully, and if there was anything he didn't understand, he would immediately ask him, and after a while, he would keep the Heart Sutra in his heart.

The Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra is about how to reach the other side through great wisdom, with emptiness as the main connotation, cutting off all disturbing obstacles and obstacles to knowledge, and according to the above, the Heart Sutra can be cultivated to the depths to attain the bodhisattva status (equivalent to the golden immortal).

However, Yan Chixia's Heart Sutra is obviously a fragmented and simplified version, and some of the content behind it is incomplete, even if it is cultivated to the extreme, it can only reach the position of a heavenly immortal, and its attraction to Jiang Hao is much smaller all of a sudden, but it is more than enough for reference.

More importantly, this proves that Jiang Hao's previous guess was right, the immortals and Buddhas in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story have all disappeared, but the exercises they practiced have been passed down.

He didn't break his promise, and taught Yan Chixia the magical powers of the Fa Heaven and Earth, but the difficulty of the Fa Heaven and Earth is much greater than the exercises, and these days, Yan Chixia has only learned some fur, and her body can barely grow to seven or eight meters tall.

Rao is like this, which also makes him excited, the improvement brought by the law is intuitive, although the consumption is slightly larger, he can feel that he is obviously stronger several times.

On this day, the two were drinking and exchanging cultivation experiences, when they suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, and then the door of Lanruo Temple was pushed open.

"Is anybody there? Is anybody there?"

The two looked up, and there was a scholar dressed up, a cyan robe that had been washed a little white, carrying a book basket, with a thin figure and a delicate face, looking weak.

"Scholar, who are you, what are you doing here?" Yan Chixia had a very loud voice, just ordinary speech, and it sounded fierce and vicious like a quarrel.

"In, in Xia Ning Caichen, because the rain soaked the account book, there is no way to collect debts, so I can only come here for one night, disturbing the two of you!"