Chapter 253 Something Happened to Your Family

In one afternoon, Anyang learned from Li Changsheng the technique of starting fire, the technique of inviting gods, the technique of exorcising ghosts, and the technique of exorcism. He could also see that this man was really not good at magic, and he would never As mysterious and powerful as in the novel, if he has no other means of life-saving, a bullet can kill him.

"Pin Dao is still thinking about hiding his clumsiness. He didn't expect that fellow Daoists are so talented. When he got angry, he actually took out all the spells he was most familiar with. It's really ashamed."

Li Changsheng said that, but his eyes were still abnormal.

Anyang shook his head and smiled. His brain power is five times that of ordinary people, and his physique is more than six times that of ordinary people. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius. He has practiced Kunlun Jue for several years, and there is still a creature in his body. Auxiliary chips are used as cheats, and it is abnormal that these simplest spells cannot be learned quickly.

These few spells are not all that Li Changsheng knows, but he is already contented, um, not contentment, it is the spells of Li Changsheng that disappointed him too much. I want to come, in addition to his best puppet art, he also explores it by himself. And out of the illusion, there should be no magic on the table.

This fully shows that this is a world of cultivators, not the world of cultivators described in the novel.

"Daoist Li, it's getting late now. I have to go back first. The money for repairing the Taoist temple will be sent to you tomorrow. By the way, I will discuss the use of mana with the Taoist priest."

"Fellow Daoist, please walk slowly."

Anyang went out of the Taoist temple and went down the hill, thinking that this Taoist priest is really casual and open-minded, and he is not worried at all that he will not come tomorrow, but this is also good, it is not easy to be pitted when dealing with him.

Looking at the sky and the sunset, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

I bought two kilograms of soy beef on the street, and when I got home, the old and the young had already prepared meals and were waiting for him to come back, but it was still vegetables and coarse rice. Xiaochan frowned and didn’t eat at noon. Well, until I saw him come back with a yellow paper package, he opened his brows and shrugged his nose quietly.

Xiaochan is not as afraid of life as she was yesterday, but she still does everything carefully and is very afraid of him. She occasionally says a few words in a soft, thin voice, which is quite nice.

Everything was fine overnight, just practicing spells.

The next day, there were more materials in the dilapidated Taoist temple, and a few men were picking things up. Anyang walked in and put the box in his hand on the ground.

"Daochang Li, are you enough to look at these things?"

Li Changsheng opened the box and saw that his eyes were indifferent. He didn't look like he had opened his eyes when he saw Cai in Bingzhou City that day, but he was also taken aback.

"Enough, enough, completely enough, this, fellow Daoist...it's really good strength."

This box is not big, but it is neatly filled with gold bars. According to the density of gold, there are at least a thousand taels, not to mention a layer of high-quality pearls and jade.

However, what surprised this man at first sight was not how much money these things could be exchanged for, but Anyang's strength to carry the box away with one hand, which made people speechless.

If you think that this kind of person is placed in the real world, it is also a little bit of a joke.

Anyang closed the box silently. This was only part of the money he carried, but not to mention repairing a Taoist temple, it was enough to rebuild a luxurious Taoist temple. The reason why he took out so much was just to tell this. Daoist, I will spare no effort to repair the Taoist temple for you. Don't hide any good things you have.

This trick really hit the heart of Li Changsheng, who wanted to take root here. He didn't say anything on the surface, but in fact he was no longer hiding. He taught him two more spells. It is a simple use of mana, and the other is called Qingfengshu, which can make the caster look like the wind and greatly speed up the walking speed.

"Fellow Daoist, Pindao has nothing to teach you."

When Li Changsheng said this, his face was ashamed.

Anyang nodded and bowed his hands in a salute: "Thank you Daochang for teaching, I am grateful!"

He can also see that this Taoist priest probably won't have much left in addition to the puppet refining method and illusions of the house. Exorcism and exorcism are the ability to eat, and they are the guarantee of Taoist incense and inheritance. The technique of fire and fire are used for fighting. Of course, fire can also be used in front of ignorant people. The method of photographing objects can also add a bit of mastery style, while the wind technique is a bit of a bad luck. Today, They were all handed over to him, but I don't know if he had any other means of life-saving.

In all, Anyang learned six spells from Li Changsheng. Although they were all inexperienced, they were far inferior to Qiankun borrowing spells, but they also filled the gaps in his spells, except that the spells of God and the wind were a little more complicated. Point, the other four he could cast immediately when he was studying on the spot, much to Li Changsheng's amazement.

In the afternoon, the two of them were discussing the various applications of mana, as well as some small means that could not even be called magic, such as turning off the fire in the air, but in a way to volatilize the qi in the body, like a gust of wind, the candle flame would be blown away. The flames of this kind are blown out, for example, by injecting mana into the weapon, it can cause more damage to the goblins and monsters, and through a certain method, the sword can be made sharper, and so on.

It was a discussion, but Li Changsheng said, listen to Anyang, he is not qualified to point fingers at Li Changsheng, who has been practicing Taoism for nearly 20 years.

Gradually, it was sunset and dusk again.

"Fellow Daoist, Pindao here is a book of Yan Qingzhi, which records some things about Taoism and magic. Maybe it can help you to increase the knowledge of Taoist people, so I donate it to Taoist friends. It can also be regarded as a donation to Taoist friends. A small compensation, please don't think it's trivial."

"Where, thank you, Daoist Master."

Anyang took the old thread-bound book with both hands, thanked him, and said goodbye to Li Changsheng to leave.

After leaving the Taoist temple, he flipped through the book and found that a person named Yanqing recorded his insights and feelings on the road of Taoism. It was similar to a Taoist journal, but it recorded strange stories about Taoism. And taboos are very useful to him, not to mention some precious personal experience, if nothing else, this book will help him more than six small spells.

After standing at the entrance of the Taoist Temple for a while, he closed the book again and prepared to go back and read it again.

The afterglow of the sunset was just behind the Taoist temple, and through the dilapidated tile roof and the twigs of dead trees, his back was blood red.

As soon as I entered Bingzhou City, I saw two men on the side of the road waiting at the gate of the city, dozing against the wall, one of them bumped the other with his elbow as soon as they saw him, the two immediately regained their energy and quietly followed behind Anyang. , but was completely unaware that what he had done had already been discovered.

Anyang's expression was unmoved, he turned into an alley without haste, and hid himself in the corner.

Two wretched men walked in and looked around, but they didn't know why the people who were there just now suddenly disappeared.

"Damn it, running so fast, didn't you find our brothers?"

"What are you afraid of, if you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple. I have already inquired. This scholar is the son of the old man who sells tea at the gate of the city. Now his son has found the treasure, and even the tea shop is closed. We can't find him. , just go directly to his house, I don't believe what an old man and a scholar can do!"

They were talking when they heard a voice behind them:

"You two, are you looking for me?"

The two men turned around suddenly, with a fierce look on their faces.

"So you are hiding here. Did you tease the uncle just now to see how the uncle looks good on you!"

Anyang also shrank his eyes, then narrowed his eyes slightly. At the moment when the two turned around, he clearly saw the blade hidden in their cuffs, and the security of the city was really bad.

The visitor is not good!

But that's fine, the more evil people are, the easier it is to deal with, especially for him.

"I don't know what the purpose of the two of you is."

"Purpose? Humph, I heard that your scholar unearthed a treasure a few days ago, which happened to be left by my ancestors, Master. If you are acquainted, you can hand it over obediently, and Master will spare your life. By the way, you will spend it before. Some of the uncles will not care about you!"

Anyang's eyes were calm: "What if not?"

The eyes of the two men flickered fiercely, and sneered: "If not, then I will kill your father, and then slowly cut off the flesh on your body, and see if you can hand it in!"

Anyang smiled: "Then you can come and get it."

The two men looked at each other, fearing that the scholar was deceitful, they both took out the blade from their arms and approached him vigilantly, but they did not feel that the weak scholar could pose any threat to them.

Anyang suddenly pinched a fingerprint and stretched out his hand: "Look, it's on fire!"

The two men were not fooled. Instead, they sneered. They just wanted to ridicule Anyang for being stupid. He dared to use this kind of paediatric method to deceive them, but he didn't expect that there was a sudden fluff on his robe, and a large cluster of bright yellow The flames ignited, and the blazing temperature caused one of them to jump instantly, and the blade in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"It's so hot, what's going on, put out the fire, put out the fire!"

He rubbed hard against the wall, and just after extinguishing the fire, he saw a blood swept across, splashing on the wall and his face. I saw a bright and slender blade piercing into his chest with a puff, and the blade was cold.

"Demon..."

He only had time to say a word, and then fell softly as the blade was pulled out.

Anyang pursed his lips, put away the Tang Dao, and returned to the appearance of a weak scholar, calmly crossed the corpse and left, leaving only a fluttering sentence.

"It's not called sorcery, it's called Taoism."

He walked out of the alley with twists and turns, spared a few more bends, and walked to a place not far from his home, but what he didn't expect was that an old neighbor rushed over when he saw him, looking very anxious.

"Something happened, An Xiucai, something happened to your family, you are still hanging around here, if you don't go back quickly, your father will be beaten to death!"

"Run fast now, maybe you can see your father for the last time!"

Anyang's face darkened, and he immediately quickened his pace.

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