Chapter 945 Laoshan Spell (5)

Wang Qilang was very depressed. Huang Chao who came with him had cultivated mana, but he had no clue. Le Wen asked Huang Chao for advice, and Huang Chao explained the principles of cultivation to him, but everything was similar to the "reasons" taught by his master, and there was no shortcut at all.

He was upset, thinking that Huang Chao might be hiding something, so he didn't talk to Huang Chao very much afterwards, thinking that Huang Chao was too hypocritical. Huang Chao had expected this for a long time. This kind of cultivation is actually related to life. Even a person who is usually well-cultivated will be unbalanced when facing others to gain "more life". He will feel that if the other party does not share it, he will kill himself hatred.

Huang Chao had already seen too much when he was treating patients. If he did not treat patients, the other party would think that Huang Chao was an enemy who wanted to kill him. Huang Chao is also very skilled in facing this kind of situation. If he feels dissatisfied, let it be. If there is any hostile action, then teach the other party to be a new person: the other party can be reincarnated without waiting for death. This is also an alternative and effective treatment method.

Huang Chao's "indifferent and clear" attitude created a gap between him and Wang Qilang. Facing him, Wang Qilang felt like he was meeting other Taoist priests in the temple, and he was not the same person at all. He and Huang Chaoyue became estranged, so there was nothing to resent. The other party was too far away from him psychologically.

This is not just a matter of attitude, but actually the influence of temperament on the spirit. Mana changes the spirit and temperament, which naturally makes ordinary people have the mentality of "standing up from the mountains". Huang Chao, a newly promoted Taoist priest, had the aura of "a master outside the world" for the first time in front of Wang Qilang. Wang Qilang gradually felt powerless towards these people.

Huang Chao knew his own affairs, and he was able to cultivate so quickly, which was due to the blessing of his own spiritual cultivation. In the world of martial arts, he tempered his spirit with Buddhist and Taoist classics. Up to now, he has formed a golden core, and he has concentrated his spirit in the world of high demons, so there will be no hindrance in cultivating mana. He doesn't seem to have the "state of mind" of Taoism, and he likes to participate in major events in the world, but he also walked this way of birth at first, and improved himself in tranquility for two or three hundred years, and now he has a surging spiritual power As a foundation, form your own golden core cornerstone, and you can develop and cultivate a higher system of mana.

Wang Qilang persisted for a month, and the idea of ​​leaving in his heart became stronger and stronger. When he returned to the Taoist temple in the evening, he saw the master sitting and drinking with two guests. It was late, and the candles had not yet been lit. Huang Chao and other disciples were rushing around to serve them. In fact, there were so many people, the drinks and dishes had already been served, and a group of people was lively, just wanting to see the master and those two using spells.

Seeing the darkness in the room, Taoist Master Qingbai stopped his disciples from lighting candles, cut a piece of paper in the shape of a mirror, and pasted it on the wall. After a while, the paper turned into a bright moon to illuminate the room, shining brightly. All the disciples looked at the bright moon in the room and let out admiration repeatedly. Huang Chao was also full of admiration. Qing Bai was not easy to perform such an illusion. It seemed that he just made a fake moon, but Huang Chao understood that this round of bright moon has already shared the concept of the moon!

Huang Chao could even feel the familiar moonlight yin. What does it mean? That is to say, female ghosts and monsters can also practice worshiping the moon under the bright moon. It's just like the real ones.

One of the guests said: "The beauty of the night is beautiful and full of joy, so we must enjoy it together." He picked up the jug from the table and handed it to Mingde, who was standing beside him: "You disciples can drink as much as you like here. "

Huang Chao thought to himself: "Is this a transfer technique, or an illusion? Master slipped his hand before. If he deceived us with clear water, it would be a little unreasonable." He and Ming Xin, who was in charge of the meal tonight, brought cups and bowls and shared them with each other. All disciples. When everyone drank, they all praised the good wine. Huang Chao didn't like wine at first, so after taking a sip, he realized that this was not the famous wine in the world, but a fruit wine with a clear and sweet taste. His ability to distinguish medicine was so good, he immediately understood that there was an ingredient to nourish vitality. Everyone's cultivation is at least the practice of refining and transforming Qi, which can be fully utilized.

This wine is very mild, even if Wang Qilang drank it, he wouldn't be harmed by overdose, it just absorbs less vitality, but it is also good for the body. And most importantly, this wine is really delicious. Drinks and food, delicious, is the most basic respect! This wine was like this, everyone agreed after drinking it, and Huang Chao also followed the trend, grabbing a dozen bowls and drinking it.

However, the people kept pouring back and forth, and there was no shortage of wine in the jug. Huang Chao reckoned that this should be the technique of the Taoist master. He did not make the wine himself, but he carried it from the wine cellar of the cultivator. The spiritual fruit in it can only be cultivated in the Paradise of Paradise. The existence of spiritual energy makes the spiritual fruit and spiritual grass in Dongtian Paradise more effective.

It's a pity that Xiao Feng is not here, otherwise this priest must know what pain in the flesh is...

All the disciples grabbed the wine like a festival, the three Taoist priests watched it amused and said a few words from time to time. After a while, the following disciples were full, and the second guest said: "Daoist Qingbai, we are grateful for the moonlight to illuminate us, but drinking like this is still a bit lonely, why don't you call Chang'e?" Throw the chopsticks into the moon.

All the disciples stared intently without saying a word, and saw that when the chopsticks fell into the middle of the moon, they turned into a beautiful woman, floating out from the moonlight, at first less than a foot, but when they hit the ground, they looked like ordinary people. She has snow-skinned skin, slender waist, graceful figure, and affectionate eyes. She waved her sleeves, bringing a burst of fragrant wind in the hall, dancing like a neon dress dance. Huang Chao immediately felt that the Taoist in the end was more impatient, and there was nothing wrong with dancing. It was really decadent to dance the dance of a subjugated king.

This phantom is very real, the human figure is as agile as a real person, and all the details are so vivid that normal people will definitely not be able to tell them apart. This is different from Taoist Qingbai's moon illusion, which pursues two different realities. It's a pity that the other party is proficient in illusion, but his literary skills are limited. I'm afraid he won't go deep into the advanced brothel Chu Guan to learn the latest dance songs.

The Taoist priests present were all men. Except for Wang Qilang who was a little demented, everyone else had clear eyes and uncluttered eyes. They purely appreciated the beauty of the dance, and no dark thoughts arose. This kind of state of mind is quite good.

Chang'e sang: "God, why did you imprison me in Guanghan Palace when you came back to the world!" The singing was clear and melodious, as beautiful as playing a flute. After singing, she hovered and floated up, and jumped onto the table. Everyone watched in amazement, and she was reduced to chopsticks. Daoist Qingbai laughed heartily with the two guests.

The first guest said: "I'm really happy tonight, but I'm almost drunk. Can you accompany me to the Moon Palace for a glass of farewell wine?" So the three of them moved their seats and gradually entered the Moon Palace. All the disciples looked up at the three of them, sitting in the moon palace and drinking, their beards and eyebrows could be seen clearly, just like the shadows of people reflected in the mirror.