"I'm resting, why are you bothering?" a voice came from the feather fan, and asked rhetorically.

Ma Chuan understood that the masters of the two voices, one was the prime minister and the other was a general, and they were both big names in the secular world.

"It seems that you are also a cultivator, but why are there only human souls and two spirits left?" the general saw through the essence of the prime minister.

"Although you are dead, you have three souls and seven souls, why are you trapped here?" the prime minister also saw the details of the general.

"General Ben sees that you are about to attain enlightenment, just wait for your human soul to merge with the other two souls and five spirits, and then you can unite the three souls and become a god and enlighten. The general said meaningfully.

"You should have become a god a long time ago, but you don't have a body to provide essence and no incense to provide wishing power, so you can only be scattered if you are trapped here. "The prime minister is-for-tat.

"Why don't we make a deal?" the general said with a deep sigh.

"You mean, if you find a way to send the soul of this person to merge with the other two souls and five spirits, you will get the right talisman on the little one. The prime minister directly said the deal that the general was going to say.

"Exactly. The general was blunt.

"Okay, you and I have each sworn to the devil, and we will trade at noon tomorrow. The prime minister agreed without hesitation.

"Noon is noon, it doesn't affect me much. The general laughed.

The two of them swore an oath, and in Ma Chuan's view, they actually made a promise in front of all the soldiers, and mortgaged the reputation of the person or thing that the soldiers of the whole army believed in the most.

The general's oath was that if he violated this deal, he would lose the face of his master. If someone else made such a painless oath, it would never be convincing.

But Ma Chuan can see that although the general does not know right and evil, he respects the master very much, and once he breaks his oath, the vassal states in his heart will definitely take the opportunity to crusade.

The prime minister's vow is that his daughter will never be happy in her life.

Although Ma Chuan saw that the prime minister really had a daughter in the world, he was a little disdainful of this oath, when he went to the prime minister's mausoleum, he learned that the prime minister's wife was ugly, and how good could the daughter he gave birth to be, not to mention that the prime minister had been dead for decades, and his daughter must be a gray-haired old woman.

"Little friend, I'm talking to you with my heart, you have to keep calm, don't let the person in the cave see the clue, and answer me with my heart. After the two of them finished swearing their hearts, the leader in the feather fan said to Ma Chuan, "Let's make a deal too." ”

"What deal?" Ma Chuan sat on the futon, looking ordinary on the surface, but he broke out in a cold sweat, afraid that the prime minister would know what he was thinking, so he hurriedly read it perfunctory.

"Tomorrow you go to the cave, and I will give you enough benefits. "The prime minister seems confident.

"What's the benefit?" Ma Chuan understood his situation and couldn't refuse directly.

"Take out the bamboo slips that you got in my burial chamber. The prime minister said.

"The trip of a husband and a gentleman is quiet to cultivate oneself and thrift to cultivate virtue. There is no ambition without indifference, and there is no far-reaching ambition without tranquility. The husband must be quiet to learn, and he must also learn. There is no way to learn without learning, and there is no way to learn without ambition. If you are slow and slow, you can't be excited, and if you are impatient, you can't temper sex. The year and the time are gone, the meaning and the day are gone, and then they become withered, and they do not receive the world, and they are sad and poor, what will be the return!" Ma Chuan took out a bamboo slip according to his words, and on it was a text called the Book of Commandments.

"The fact that you were able to bring out the bamboo slips at the beginning shows that you are gifted, and you have already seen that this book of commandments is extraordinary. The prime minister said slowly: "This is indeed not an ordinary book of commandments, it contains how to cultivate the will and the truth, how to use one's own essence to cultivate the spirit, and how to be quiet and inactive to strengthen the mind." Although you are very talented, it will take decades for you to fully comprehend the magic within. At that time, you will be old and weak, and it will be difficult to build a foundation, and you will end up like me. As soon as you promise to go into the cave, I will teach you at once. ”

"I don't need you for this wonderful method, my state of mind can also break through quickly, and it is not so difficult to build a foundation. Ma Chuan trusted Half of the Jade Tiger very much and said confidently.

"Yellow-haired child, I don't know how thick the sky is, how can the state of mind be so easy to break through. The prime minister was disdainful.

"As long as I put my mind to it, my state of mind will be complete. Ma Chuan took the opportunity to soothe the forces of the seven vassal states in his heart, and his momentum suddenly became countless times stronger.

"Who told you that you can improve your mood with your heart. The prime minister was silent for a while, and said earnestly: "I will make up for your knowledge today, so that you can know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." The state of mind is divided into four realms: corporal, sergeant, sergeant, and holy realm. The improvement of the state of mind is very subtle, emphasizing gradual enlightenment and epiphany, there is no other way, the only thing that can be done is to concentrate, that is, to concentrate on doing something, and always persist, it is called cultivation. This is the kung fu worn by terrazzo, and it is difficult to be effective without decades. The magic method contained in my book on the precepts can reduce this time by two-thirds. ”

"What you are talking about is an ordinary person, I am extraordinary, how can I compare with ordinary people. Ma Chuan's tone was very arrogant, but it was to hide the existence of the right symbol.

"Do you know what state of mind I am in now?" said the prime minister proudly.

"I don't know. Ma Chuan replied truthfully.

"I was in the state of mind of a sergeant when I was alive, and I have enjoyed the power of incense for decades, but I have not reached the holy realm. Ma Chuan had a slight upper hand in this invisible confrontation between the two, and the prime minister had to tell his own experience to make Ma Chuan realize the difficulty of improving his mood: "Don't think it's easy to reach the sergeant's state of mind, that's because I had an adventure in my early years, that is, this feather fan." ”

According to the prime minister, when he was young, he worshipped a hermit master as a teacher, although this hermit master was not a health person, but he was extremely high in Taoism and had a lot of miscellaneous studies.

The prime minister followed the hermit master to learn art until he was twenty-eight years old, and he had already achieved a small success. One day, as usual, while thinking about what he had learned that day, he hurried on his way, and walked halfway up the mountain carelessly, and found that there was an extra wooden house on the side of the road.

At this moment, a young woman walked out of the wooden house, with a pretty white face, a pair of arrogant eyes, and a noble and elegant temperament, like a fairy descending to earth.

Cheng was quite young, so he couldn't help but take a second look, and then reluctantly stopped thinking and rushed down the mountain.

Although the unexpected appearance of the woman made waves in the young prime minister's heart, time passed as usual.

Until one day, when the prime minister came home and walked near the wooden house, it suddenly began to rain heavily. In desperation, he only got shelter from the rain under the eaves of the wooden house, and the heavy rain rained for a cup of tea, but he had no intention of stopping.

At this time, the firewood of the wooden house squeaked open, and the young woman was standing lazily at the door, looking at the prime minister with a smile.

Cheng was drenched in the rain for most of the time, and when he saw the young woman looking over, he hurriedly lowered his head with a flushed face.

The young woman giggled and pulled the prime minister into the hut, without the slightest reserve of a woman in the world.