Chapter 145 Life is like a long dream
Li Chu looked at the aggrieved young wife's eyes and asked with a guilty conscience, "Where did you get this from?"
Monk Shenmu asked, "You asked me to practice Iron Shirt. Are you lying?"
Li Chu said: "No, that is definitely the real iron shirt."
"That's the problem!" Monk Shenmu touched his bald head, very sad and angry: "Everyone in the martial arts world knows that Iron Shirt is a low-level martial art, and I even practiced it for a month while holding Baba."
Recalling this month.
Whenever his fellow students found him in the back mountain holding a book called "Learn the Iron Shirt in Thirty Days", they would be surprised and ask him how he practiced it.
Monk Shenmu could only stammer and answer: "This is the iron shirt given by Taoist Xiao Li. It is different from the others. Do you know the various ways to practice the iron shirt?"
However, he mastered it in just three days and found that it was just a low-level physical training method.
Considering Li Chu's strength and looking at the title of the book, he wondered if he hadn't practiced for a full month, so he didn't get the hint...
Another fellow disciple saw it and said that this iron shirt is no different from those in the martial arts world. Have you been cheated?
The veins of the monk Shenmu bulged as he argued loudly: "What do you know? How can you lie between masters..."
The fellow disciples would burst into laughter, and the Frost Shell Temple would suddenly be filled with a happy atmosphere.
Finally, he practiced for a whole month.
Possessed a... master-level iron shirt.
Even the senior who created the iron vest might not be able to defeat him.
but……
This technique is still quite inferior.
The effect is far different from the Buddhist body-refining skills he has been practicing since he was a child.
In fact, as a Buddhist martial arts master, he had already realized that this technique was too simple. If Li Chu hadn't given it to him, he wouldn't have even finished reading it.
But out of trust in Li Chu, I practiced diligently for a month and got this result.
He became even angrier.
He was so angry that he called over all those fellow disciples who had laughed at him and beat them all up on the head like Buddha.
Completely vented my anger.
Only then did I dare to come to Li Chuxiao to ask...
After listening to his words, Li Chu nodded and understood.
If the martial arts method is really very inferior, then... it must be that my spiritual power is different from others.
It may be a stronger energy than the so-called true qi.
This also proves that no matter what kind of magical power one practices, one will be able to perform beyond the ordinary, and it is not that the previous secret books have any great power.
This discovery made him very happy and he couldn't help but smile.
The monk Shenmu's eyes suddenly widened.
Actually...you are so shameless and still laughing?
Are you gloating over my misfortune because I'm so angry? Wow, this is too much!
It seems that I must let you, this ignorant little Taoist priest, see you today!
What does it mean to be patient and have peace?
What does it mean to repay evil with kindness?
What is tolerance!
What is Buddha!
then.
The monk Shenmu, who had always punched Nanshan Shuangfei Temple, fought whenever he disagreed with someone, and was known for his hot temper for many years...
He raised his arms and then folded them across his chest.
He let out an angrily, "Humph."
The old Taoist priest behind him twitched his eyebrows.
What's with this coquettish attitude?
Li Chu explained: "Master Shenmu, please don't misunderstand me. I am not deliberately deceiving you. It's just that the skills I practiced before were indeed all these... bought from the bookstore in town. Maybe they are not up to standard for you, but for me they are better than nothing."
Monk Shenmu glanced at Li Chu with suspicion a few times, to see that he did not seem to be faking it.
Then I felt a little puzzled.
If Li Chu grew up practicing immortal techniques, he could still accept it. But if he practiced these inferior techniques all day and became like this.
That……
My so-called reincarnation of an arhat is all fake. This person is the real god who has descended to the earth, right?
I can't bear to think about this matter...
Li Chu looked at the dazed monk Shenmu and asked, "Did you come all the way to Shilipo just to ask about this?"
Shenmu came back to his senses and said, "Oh, I do have another small matter that I would like to ask Taoist Xiao Li for help."
Li Chu asked with some expectation: "Is it an evil spirit?"
As he reached level 76, his spiritual power had greatly improved. Having just confirmed the extraordinary nature of his spiritual power, he was now looking forward to seeing some stronger but not too strong evil spirits emerge so that he could gain some experience.
"It should be." Monk Shenmu nodded.
The old Taoist priest next to him stroked his beard and thought that there have been too many evil spirits in Hangzhou Prefecture recently, while Yuhang Town has become peaceful and stable.
He glanced at Li Chu.
It seemed to have started from the time this kid walked out of Yuhang Town.
Um……
"The place where the accident happened is on the outskirts of Jinhua Town. There is a willow forest on the outskirts of the town. In recent days, young men have often disappeared in this area."
"At first, the victims were all ruffians and idlers, and no one paid attention. Later, several scholars who came to Hangzhou to study were killed one after another, and then someone reported it to the authorities."
"The local government sent people to search extensively, and eventually they dug up many bodies under the willow forest."
"These people have been sucked dry and turned into mummies. It's obvious that they encountered a ghost that sucked people's yang energy."
"But where exactly the ghost is is unknown."
"The locals asked us from Frost Door Temple to help find out what happened."
"I went to take a look and found that there was a Lanluo Temple that had been abandoned for many years in the suburbs of the forest."
"Lanruo Temple?" Hearing this, Li Chu couldn't help but repeat it.
A soul-stirring prelude suddenly rang in my ears.
"It's Lanluo Temple."
Monk Shenmu looked at him strangely and wondered if there was something wrong with Taoist Xiao Li's ears or his tongue?
"oh."
The prelude in Li Chu's ears suddenly stopped.
"The Nalanluo Temple is located in the outskirts of Liulin, where negative energy gathers. The temple was built in the early years to suppress evil spirits. Later, the evil spirits became more rampant, and people in the temple were killed. The monks scattered, and the temple was abandoned."
"It's just... because there is an old ruined temple there, passers-by later would still get used to stopping in to rest."
"Although the evil spirits that caused trouble back then have been cleared away, new evil spirits are bound to arise where the evil energy gathers."
Li Chu wondered: "This level of exorcism shouldn't be difficult for Master Shenmu, right?"
"Alas." Shenmu sighed, "The difficulty is that I stayed there for three consecutive nights, almost treating the temple as my own home, but not a single ghost came out to trouble me. If a ghost is determined to hide in one place, it is extremely difficult to find it."
"I wonder if the ghosts dislike the monk's ugliness and don't want to suck me... or if they can sense my cultivation energy and don't dare to show up. In any case, it's a bit weird."
Li Chu nodded slightly.
This is indeed a bit weird.
Because there are many ghosts like this that block the road and suck people's yang energy, they are usually cleared away after just a few days of jumping around. This is because they will come out to suck the yang energy of any living person they meet.
No matter whether it is other demons or monsters, or even the smallest animals, they are afraid of death. However, in the minds of weak ghosts, there is no concept of "fear of death".
For practitioners, all they have to do is stand there and wait for them to appear.
That's why it's so easy to kill Lantern Monsters.
In fact, most ghosts are like this. Even the stronger vengeful spirits among ghosts will appear in a fixed location.
Generally, one has to reach the level of a ghost general, or by some strange coincidence retain a complete ghost soul, to have true intelligence.
In other words, only powerful ghosts know how to endure.
Although the ghosts in Lanluo Temple have harmed many people, they have only been causing trouble for a few days and cannot cause any major damage.
The monk Shenmu went over, took out his Vajra Pestle, and in no time, killed all the female ghosts, making them cry for their parents.
This is how the plot should be.
Li Chu thought about it and quickly understood what Shenmu meant.
"You want me to go?"
"That's right." Monk Shenmu said, "Although you have a strong cultivation base, you don't cultivate your true qi. Even I can't see it, so I guess those ghosts can't sense it either. If there are really ghosts there, they will show up as soon as you appear."
"Okay." Li Chu naturally agreed.
"To be on the safe side, you should change your clothes as well." Monk Shenmu pointed at his robes. "If they feel uneasy when they see the robes, that would be a problem."
"Change clothes? What?"
Li Chu was scratching his head. On weekdays, he didn't wear any clothes other than Taoist robes.
"Hehe, I've thought of it all for you." Monk Shenmu smiled and said, "Just wear a Confucian robe and pretend to be a scholar."
Go to Lanluo Temple and disguise yourself as a scholar?
In an instant, Li Chu's ears rang again...
Life Path...
A beautiful dream is like a long road...
(End of this chapter)
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