Chapter 1068: Ghost Story (4)

Yan Chixia's power is very complicated. Because of the opportunities he encountered while walking the world, he cultivated a complex strength. www.し wxs520. In Comwen's novels, he has both Taoist spells and flying swords, and can also use Buddhist mantras. And he is not a believer in Buddhism, he does not understand Sanskrit, but "there is a Buddha in his heart", remembering Prajna Paramita also has the effect of exorcism.
Do n’t look at the people in the ghosts of the three beautiful women are not particularly capable of fighting, but they use their own power: This shows that the world ’s power is attributed to itself, and it is more beneficial to cultivation than the big world of Liao Zhai. Humans may have to use props, but those demons are all powerful. Huang Chao has such self-confidence. If Huaishu or Montenegro can be cultivated to that point, he will have no problem.
There are also magical items here, Yan Chixia's Diamond Sutra, which Ning Caichen holds in his hand, can hurt the demon. Now that this book is in the hands of Huang Chao, it is the two who exchange their classics and look at each other's gains.
Monasticism mainly depends on personal comprehension, these things are only for their reference, not fundamental skills. Yan Chixia took his own path, as he sang when he danced and sang: "I just begged me."
"Interesting things." Huang Chao's pages of scriptures, seemingly fragile books, contain deep Buddhist power.
Ning Caichen only knew then that Huang Chao and Yan Chixia were both masters of mana cultivation. Huang Chao and Yan Chixia sat down and said that they did not avoid Ning Caichen. They talked about the way of self-cultivation and self-cultivation, which also made Ning Caichen gain a lot.
Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen also took advantage of this opportunity to enjoy a lot of food and wine, naturally provided by Huang Chao. The two people were surprised to find that Huang Chao had the power in his sleeves.
Both Huang Chao and Yan Chixia have gains. Asking and answering questions frequently is also a process of sorting out what they have learned. Sometimes when people ask questions, they think about it, because describing it is also a thinking process.
The night was dark, Huang Chao said goodbye, and found a fairly complete room. The robe sleeves drove away all the dust, took out the four treasures of the study, oil lamps and other objects, picked up a small wolf in small letters, and wrote the article in a long way. .
Ning Caichen experienced a dangerous and romantic night, he pierced his fingers and stirred up the corpse in the attic, but he didn't realize it. When the corpse was about to touch him, there was a piano sound in his ear to let him leave the place and escape one. Deadly robbery.
Following the sound of the piano, he came to Xiaozhu by the lake and met his love for life. After that, he fell into the water like the original plot, holding the piano and returning it to Xiao Qian. He just did what he wanted to do, conforming to what he really wanted, but unconsciously impressed Xiao Qian and walked into Xiao Qian's heart. He tossed most of the night and finally returned to Lan Ruo Temple.
The next morning, Ning Caichen wandered up listlessly and saw Huang Chao in the yard. He said: "Brother Huang, I saw that you were still awake late last night. I didn't expect your spirit to be so good this morning."
"Brother Ning, you are awesome. I know that you first fell into the water last night, and then ran in the forest all night again. You are still alive and kicking like this. I will never dare to treat you as a weak scholar." Nothing. This is the injury-free bonus of the protagonist's luck.
Ning Caichen smiled embarrassingly, and Huang Chao shifted the topic: "Brother Ning, I found out earlier that your understanding of Confucianism is different from mine. This is my essay. If you have time to do something right for me?"
Ning Caichen exclaimed: "Brother Huang already has a collection of essays? Then I have to read it ..." And soon after, his curiosity and exquisiteness turned into deep awe. The words Zhu Ji written by Huang Chao gave him a sense of seeing the clouds and seeing the sun. There were countless comprehensions in his heart, and the world truth suddenly became clear. This feeling of enlightenment gave Ning Caichen the urge to cry.
After all, Huang Chao has lived for hundreds of years. He has been learning and progressing, and has constantly enriched himself. At this moment, he is hard to say that his level is comparable to Confucius, but there is no problem in crushing Zhu Xi's flow.
Ning Caichen sighed in his heart: "Brother Huang is not very young, but he is already a master ..."
If you are a smart-minded person, you might think: Wait, the monk is good at keeping youth, but is Huang Chao really as young as he shows? But Ning Caichen didn't think much. He spent all his thoughts in Huang Chao's book, initiating and comforting him. Ning Caichen understood that Huang Chao was looking at himself on the wrong path and wrote a manuscript specifically to teach him. How can a person create so much content overnight? Presumably this is Huang Chaomo's previous article.
The sun shone on the pages of the book, dyeing a layer of golden color on the paper that still exudes ink. Ning Caichen felt comfortable reading. However, in a world he couldn't see, the book in his hand radiated a soft milky light from the moment it was opened, spreading slowly, flooding the compartment where he was. The corpse, which had been awakened by him before, was instantly irradiated by this white light, and immediately melted all over the body, dissipated into yin, and there was no residue foam left.
Ning Caichen only felt comfortable reading books. Yan Chixia, who was talking about Dao in another room, saw a change in Ning Caichen's direction and showed awe in his eyes. He smiled bitterly: "Senior is here to entertain Yan?"
Huang Chao laughed: "We don't have to be arrogant when we only talk about friendship, regardless of our seniority. To be honest, I did get a lot of inspiration from you." What he said, he admitted Yan Chixia's guess. Yan Chixia's various techniques are quite new to him, after all, it is the setting of different worlds. Train his abilities in this world, so that the "spell" type of Jiujian Jindan includes the corresponding abilities, he can bring it into other worlds to use ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Ning Caichen and Xiaoqian met, He couldn't help thinking of the painting he saw when he was beyond the city: "Isn't that person Xiaoqian?" Ning Caichen decided to buy the painting back. He didn't want others to see Xiaoqian in his heart.
Ning Caichen saw Xiao Qian in the funeral procession on the street, holding a scroll in his hand. He shouted to recognize each other, causing a confusion, but he could not find Xiao Qian's figure. When he went to buy a painting, the painter was very surprised to find that the painting that no one had bought was missing. Ning Caichen returned to Lan Ruo Temple depressed, and soon got excited again, because he could go to Xiao Qian at night.
Yan Chixia asked Huang Chao: "You should know the demon around Lan Ruo Temple. Why should you bring this scholar here? I said no matter what the business is, but like Ning Caichen, he might have been killed by ghosts. "
"Ning Caichen has his chance here, and I hope he can grow up," Huang Chaoda said meaningfully.
Yan Chixia knew that Huang Chao had arranged early, so he asked: "What should I do so as not to affect the arrangement of the husband?" Huang Chao said: "You just do what you want, and it is most appropriate to let it happen."
Yan Chixia said with a smile: "Great, this is nothing but doing ..."