Chapter 15 This taste is not right, but it is too strong
The sun sets and dusk falls. In the courtyard illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Fan squats there cleaning the blood-stained chopping axe, while Master Gui Wu beside him is also cleaning the tin staff.
As they washed, they both looked up at the sky which was gradually dyed with a light orange color.
“It’s really beautiful.”
Lin Fan couldn't help but think of the scene when he and his senior brother sat on the edge of the cliff at Chaotian Taoist Temple and watched the sunset.
"Master, inhaling the flesh spirit fragrance can keep you sane, but exhaling evil spirits will affect your mind, right?"
"That's right. I gave your master the method of making Flesh Spirit Incense in the hope that he can practice with it and not breathe in the evil air of heaven and earth."
Master Guiwu’s idea was very simple. Even though he had been immersed in Buddhism for decades, sometimes he could not resist the influence of evil energy. It didn’t matter if his appearance changed under the evil energy, but it was terrible if his state of mind was affected.
"But my master and my senior brother didn't listen to the master."
"Fellow Daoist, this can't be helped. I have given the method of making Flesh Spirit Incense to many of my fellow Daoists, but many of them are tired of the slow pace of cultivation and only want to expel the bad air and improve their cultivation. What a pity..."
"No, my master and senior brothers are not annoyed by my slow cultivation. They just want to have enough strength to protect Chaotian Taoist Temple and protect me."
Having said this.
Master Gui Wu just looked at Lin Fan quietly.
Didn't say anything.
You have your ideas, I have mine, and I won’t debate with you.
"Master, dinner is ready, let's go in and eat." Sister Yang came out of the kitchen holding a bowl, and Xiaotu also held a bowl with a smile on her face.
"Master, please."
"Thank you very much."
The story of Mr. Huang spread throughout the entire Huanglang Town. Everyone who went there to rob money saw the one-meter-tall corpse of the weasel, so such news naturally could not be hidden.
Everyone said that Mr. Huang was in collusion with the monster.
At that moment, everyone understood why Mr. Huang often took concubines. They must be offered to monsters.
But did Mr. Huang's death bring any changes to Huanglang Town? Well, maybe, maybe not.
Perhaps the biggest change is that no woman or girl will have her energy sucked away by monsters anymore.
Sister Yang and her daughter did not mention this matter, but joy could be seen on their faces. It was obvious that in their view, the death of Mr. Huang meant that Huanglang Town had been spared a great threat.
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It's late at night, inside the house.
Lin Fan and the master sat opposite each other at the table, with an axe on the left and a staff on the right.
"Are you leaving, fellow Taoist?" asked Master Guiwu.
"The monster has been killed, so I have to leave. Master, I have something to talk to you about."
"But it's okay."
"Master, ever since I came out of the Huang Mansion, I have always felt uneasy. Maybe I have a demon in my heart. Is there any profound Buddhist teaching? Please teach me."
As he said this, he frowned, touched his chest, and looked very uncomfortable.
Master Guiwu said, "I understand your situation. I happen to have a scripture here called "Reciting the Heart Sutra" which can effectively remove worries and calm your mind. Reciting it twice a day will have an effect. If you can recite it while beating a wooden fish, the effect will be even better."
"Is it the same as the Demon Subduing Fist that can slay demons and monsters?"
"No, it's just ordinary scriptures."
"Master, I can't read. It would be best if it has a pattern like the Demon Subduing Fist."
Master Guiwu smiled and said, "I understand what you are thinking, monks do not lie, they speak the truth. All the Buddhist knowledge I know is what I realized from the Buddhist scriptures. If you have a deep understanding of Buddhism, I can give you some pointers."
The Demon Subduing Fist is a kind of boxing technique specially compiled by this poor monk, which is used to help those who are destined to be with me to suppress their anger. As for the others... unless you follow me to study Buddhist scriptures for decades, you may be able to comprehend them with confidence."
Lin Fan stood up, picked up the axe, and walked towards the bed.
Didn't say a word to the master.
Check your own situation.
[Name: Lin Fan]
【Daoist name: Xuan Dian】
【Mountain Gate: Chaotian Taoist Temple】
【Exercise Method: Eating Qi to Nourish the Heart】
[Realm: Qi Refining Level 3]
[Spells: Blood Eyes (Perfect 0/400), Sore Spell (Entry 23/100), Poison Spell (Great 3/400)]
[Buddhism: Demon-Subduing Fist (Beginner 10/100)]
[Skill: Flesh Spirit Fragrance]
[Merit: 3.2 (Merit is consumed to practice spells. One point of merit is equivalent to one year of hard practice. When the spell reaches perfection, merit can be consumed to advance the spell or even advance it to a magical power)]
[Innate magical power: Eye of Merit (break through delusion and see the truth)]
The weasel monster gave 1.5 merits, and the remaining 1.7 were obtained from private soldiers.
It seems that I have eliminated quite a few evil people.
The most powerful magic to eliminate demons nowadays is the Blood Eyes Technique, which can catch the enemy by surprise and defeat them in one move.
Think about that weasel.
Chattering for a long time.
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Didn't he notice that there was a Taoist priest with bloodshot eyes? When he glared at his master to death, the power of the Blood Eyes Technique was not weak, but after it was improved to perfection, the power was even stronger.
As for the method of treating ulcers and the technique of witchcraft and poison, their current usefulness is far less than that.
Of course, the Demon Subduing Fist is good.
Every punch to the top of the head is fatal, which is pretty good.
He didn't rush to improve, but took out a piece of meat spirit incense and started practicing.
At this time, the master who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in meditation slowly opened his eyes and glanced at his fellow Taoist who was preparing to practice. The red flesh spirit incense was refined from the essence, spirit and blood of the monster.
The Taoist friends in Chaotian Taoist Temple are really cruel.
Light the flesh spirit incense.
He pinched his fingers and practiced the method of nourishing the heart with food and air. The red smoke was drawn in and flowed into his nasal cavity like a small snake.
As the first wisp of red smoke entered the nose.
He suddenly opened his eyes, a look of confusion in them.
“It tastes wrong.”
That's right, he felt that the scent of this red flesh spirit was not right at all.
It tasted different from what he had eaten before.
"Could it be that the things my master gave me before were all defective products? Now that I am refining them myself, I must refine the best ones."
It must be like this.
Master, oh master, you have hurt my heart so much.
After figuring it out, continue to practice, and you will be able to absorb the most authentic flesh spirit fragrance, all thanks to your own efforts.
The magic power in the body is gradually increasing.
Even stronger than the once gray flesh spirit fragrance.
At this rate, a breakthrough to the fourth level of Qi Refining would be just around the corner.
It’s so addictive. Too addictive.
It's too strong.
However, he found that as he inhaled the flesh spirit incense, distracting thoughts emerged, as if the weasel monster was wailing and resentful.
It's ridiculous.
Since we can kill its main body, what's the difficulty in killing those distracting thoughts?
Suppression, destruction.
Master Guiwu, who was meditating, silently activated his wisdom eye and discovered that behind his fellow Taoist was the shadow of a weasel with a deep sense of resentment. The phantom had bared fangs and claws, and looked hideous and ugly, as if it wished to devour his fellow Taoist completely.
He was prepared to recite scriptures to help his fellow Taoists suppress their emotions if they couldn't hold on any longer.
Who could have thought that the shadow appeared so quickly and disappeared just as quickly, in a moment, it turned into fragments and disappeared without a trace.
"Amazing, really amazing, Chaotian Taoist Temple should not be underestimated."
(End of this chapter)