One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 2: Practice

In the hall.

Zhao Fuyun looked at Chi Feilong who was sitting in the main seat. Chi Feilong's face was full of complacency.

He knew that Chi Feilong's goal, in addition to further establishing his position as the eldest senior brother, was also to strengthen ties with everyone.

People who practice cultivation have a longer lifespan, but it is inevitable that they will make enemies with others during the process of cultivation.

It is not impossible to practice alone, but more people need resources for practice.

For example, elixirs for alchemy, precious materials for refining tools, special cultivation techniques, and even a cave suitable for one's own cultivation, etc., these will not fall into one's arms naturally, and one needs to find and fight for them on one's own.

Not to mention stealing other people's things, just keeping your own findings intact is already difficult.

Even though Zhao Fuyun never actually went down the mountain, he often heard about a cave being robbed or a market being looted.

Therefore, it is not a bad thing to make more friends. Since we are all from the same school, whether we can build a foundation is a matter for the future. No one can tell now. It is also uncertain who may need help from others in the future.

Zhao Fuyun was drinking a cup of Lingmi wine that the girl handed to his mouth.

Suddenly, someone slammed the table.

boom!
The chopsticks jumped up from the table, and then stretched and twisted in the gray light.

Transformed into a pair of slender beauties, they jumped down from the table and danced gracefully in the hall.

Another person turned the wine jar on the table, and the wine jar turned into a big-bellied burly man in black clothes. He turned around, jumped off the table, exposed his belly, and used his belly as a drum, beating it with sounds, and danced with the two beauties.

There was another person who slapped the low table in front of him. The low table actually jumped up along with his hand and turned into a big yellow dog in the air. It jumped and frolicked around everyone, making "woof woof" sounds.

"Hahaha……"

"it is good!"

"Your magic is all wonderful. I have also gained something recently. I would like to show you a little magic to liven up the atmosphere!"

The person who spoke was Xu Yajun, and he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

He took out a pair of scissors and a piece of white paper from his sleeve, turned the scissors, and quickly cut out a circle of paper. He waved it towards the house, and the paper circle flew up and hung on the eaves. A ball of mysterious light surged, and the paper moon actually began to glow, like a mirror or a moon.

"Just this full moon is not enough!" someone said with a smile.

"No hurry, no hurry. Look, come, come, Moon Palace Fairy, please come down and have a chat."

As soon as Xu Yajun finished speaking, several black dots flew down from the moon. At first they were as big as flies, but in the blink of an eye they grew larger and turned into seven women in palace costumes, each wearing clothes of a different color.

Seven women in palace dress each held a musical instrument, including pipa, flute, dizi, qin, sheng, xun and zheng. The music played by the other girls immediately stopped, and only the music played by the seven Moon Palace girls floating in the air was heard.

They can actually perfectly continue the music, which shows that the person who casts the spell not only has sophisticated magic, but must also be a gentleman who is proficient in vocal music.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Xu Yajun. He looked handsome and was smiling at the moment. His fingers were pressed lightly on the table, like plucking strings of a guitar, and they kept shaking, as if each finger was controlling a person.

The mystery of this illusion technique lies in the second level of illusion. There are illusions within illusions, and there are a large number of people. Moreover, each person holds a musical instrument in his hand to make sounds. The illusion has sound, and there are so many people. It is naturally very difficult and has entered a deeper realm.

Even Chi Feilong felt a little surprised.

Xu Yajun received a lot of praise and felt proud. His eyes fell on Zhao Fuyun. He saw Zhao Fuyun raising his glass with a flattering smile on his face. He picked up the glass, laughed, and drank it all in one gulp.

It is inevitable to feel proud in your heart.

These days, he was actually waiting for Zhao Fuyun to come and ask him about Liang Daozi, and he had also thought of an excuse.

However, Zhao Fuyun did not come, and after today, no one knows when they will meet again. The long road of cultivation is full of tribulations and difficulties. Perhaps when I return to the mountain, Zhao Fuyun will have died in some corner of the valley.

At this moment, when he saw Zhao Fuyun's look, he immediately understood that Zhao Fuyun would not dare to do that. He knew very well that his family background was enough to make many people afraid, and with the magic skills he demonstrated today, he believed that Zhao Fuyun would never dare to show his teeth to him again!

He had encountered many such things and people, and the result was always the same in the end. He flicked away a piece of fruit peel with a slight disdain in his heart, leaned back, and lay down with his arms around the two beauties.

During the entire banquet, Zhao Fuyun did not perform any magic, and even when invited by others, he refused.

But he raised his glass to praise every performer, just like someone who was trying hard to make friends with everyone.

The practitioners’ drinking party reached its climax during the performance and slowly came to an end in the morning light, disappearing like the stars in the sky.

It will be daylight.

Zhao Fuyun came out of the party, said goodbye to his fellow disciples, said he would leave at dawn, and lamented that the journey was long and the place where he was staying was remote and dangerous.

The other people, also half drunk, told him to be careful on the way and go again another day.

Finally, with the farewell of the girls from the Hong Kong Coliseum, he packed his luggage, drove a carriage, and left in the dim morning mist, with the sparse sound of horse hooves fading away.
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For a long time, the disciples of the lower academy of Tiandu Mountain, after they have cultivated the Xuanguan, would go down the mountain to travel, exorcise demons, make friends, and look for opportunities to build a foundation.

But recently, Tiandu Mountain and the Great Zhou Kingdom reached an agreement. This group of Xuanguang disciples from Tiandu Mountain will go to the places where the Great Zhou Kingdom needs them to serve as teachers, implement the "Daozi New Policy" of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and establish the Daozi Academy. Of course, they also need to protect the local county magistrate and the like, and have the responsibility of guarding the place.

Since the mountain gate has given an order, we have to obey it.

Even people like Chi Feilong and Xu Yajun, who come from aristocratic families, would not disobey such a mission.

Of course, Zhao Fuyun did not really leave. Instead, after leaving, he made a circle and came to the path that Xu Yajun had to take.

It was no secret where Xu Yajun was going, and Zhao Fuyun had already found out about it.

He himself had said this at the banquet last night, that he was quite proud of the fact that this was a wealthy and prosperous place. When a person was proud, he tended to be careless. He never thought that anyone who had conflicts with him in the past would dare to touch him.

Xu Yajun and his servants sat in a carriage and traveled leisurely along the way.

He rarely traveled at night, and if there was a brothel, he would stay there and have fun.

But he didn't know that every time he left, Zhao Fuyun would sneak into his room through the magic of illusion to collect his fallen hair and some unused personal belongings. In the eyes of others, Xu Yajun came back again to find the lost things.

Finally, he obtained enough hair and personal belongings and began to rush to the city in front of Xu Yajun.
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On this day, Xu Yajun entered an inn, meditated for a while and then went to sleep. Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger. When he wanted to wake up, he found that he seemed to be held down by something and could not move.

In his eyes, the sky was dark and he seemed to be pressed down by a huge figure.

At this moment, he turned his head and saw someone squeezing in through the crack in the door.

This is a woman in palace dress. Her face is clear, and the lines of her clothes and hair are distinct and lifelike.

This woman in palace dress looked very much like the several female musicians he had invited from Huanyue before, except that what she was holding was not a musical instrument, but a shining dagger.

She moved closer step by step.

This is a paper man. He is best at transforming paper men, so how could he not be able to tell it apart?

The other party came with a sharp weapon, and a strong murderous intent rushed into my heart.

He wanted to sit up, but found himself being pressed down by a huge force, and was shocked.

The spell that suppresses the soul during sleep is called sleep paralysis in the folks.

In folk culture, most people perform rituals by summoning ghosts, however, ghost suppression is only the most superficial method. Among practitioners, there is a more mysterious way of performing rituals - the ritual of suppressing the evil spirits.

Xu Yajun was a little anxious, but not panicked, because he had studied in the Lower House over the years and had learned about the implementation and response of the ritual law.

The best way at this time is to deal with it with "divine law".

The divine method is to visualize a certain "god" entering the body to strengthen the soul, and to gush out power from the merging of mind and thoughts to break through the "ghost paralysis".

Xu Yajun practiced a visualization method called "The Red Flame God's Residency Method".

"Red flames and flowing fire, God is always here, please stay in my heart..."

He concentrated his mind and chanted the mantra. Immediately, a boiling power surged in his heart and merged with his own thoughts, rushing towards the deep darkness on his body.

In just a moment, the darkness was burned, and in the firelight, he seemed to see a giant figure. The giant had a stiff and cold face, like a statue, and was extremely heavy. He was unable to break free in one go.

He immediately confirmed that someone was trying to harm him.

"break!"

He roared from the bottom of his heart, and invisible flames gushed out. With the combined power of his own Dharma thoughts and the divinity of the Red Flame God, he finally broke through the giant stone statue.

The woman in palace dress who was standing next to his bed was also burned to ashes in the invisible flames.

He was delighted, but just as the old thoughts faded away and new thoughts arose, he vaguely saw a red light piercing down in his eyes, and before he could react, the invisible light pierced into his brow.

His body, which had just sat up, fell down in an instant, his pupils quickly dilated, and the soul in his body let out a silent howl and dissipated.

The strange vision in this room disappears.

In a room not far away, there was a table with four mountain god statues placed on the four corners of the table. These four mountain god statues were carved by Zhao Fuyun from stones to be taken from the surrounding mountains. He used secret magic to bless them and combined them with the stone seal that he had refined for several years to form the Five Directions Demon-Suppressing Formation.

The intention is to draw the spiritual charm of the mountains in this area, add it to the demon-suppressing stone seal in the middle, and greatly increase its power.

There was a rag doll lying in the formation, with a red needle inserted between its eyebrows.

Zhao Fuyun pinched out the acupuncture needle and put it into the needle bag on his waist. He then picked up the small stone statue that fell from the puppet and looked at it carefully.

There were obvious signs of fire burning on it; the bottom and sides were blackened and had cracks.

The talismans engraved on it were also badly damaged.

He used the magic of Marrying Dream, Mountain Instruments, and Nightmare Victory together to kill Xu Yajun. If he had not observed his magic skills at the banquet that day, he would not have made so many preparations.

He rubbed his brows. When he was performing the ritual just now, he was burned by the fire of the 'Red Flame God' and felt a burning pain in his brows.

But he did not regret it. He killed a Xuan Guang disciple who was ranked among the top in Tiandu Mountain, and only lost a magic weapon to suppress the devil and suffered some minor injuries. This was something worth boasting about no matter where he went.

He wrapped everything on the table with the cloth, took it away, and left quietly.

The owner of the house didn't know that someone had used his house to kill someone.

In the inn, no one came out on the next morning, so the attendant knocked on the door and went in, only to see a person sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Zhao Fuyun burned the puppet along with some items used for the altar and threw the ashes into the river.

Then he hurried along, crossing rivers, climbing mountains, and staying in temples, heading towards the place where he was to be a teacher. On the appointed date, he finally arrived.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the mountain city from afar, which was shrouded in fog even in broad daylight, and understood what was going on.

Looking at this strange place, I couldn't help but think of the Zhao family where I lived when I was a child.

Those were the most difficult thirteen years of his life in this world. As the illegitimate son of the Zhao family, he wanted to help his mother gain the recognition of the Zhao family and to make her depressed mood better, so he tried hard to please the people of the Zhao family.

But in the end, his mother died after two years of illness. During those two years, he truly felt what cruelty and ruthlessness was, and he felt the oppression and despair of this world.

It was after that that the great aunt Yun Yiqing, whom his mother had always mentioned, came and took him away, sending him to Tiandu Mountain to practice, and this practice lasted for thirteen years.

Now, coming to such a strange place again, he felt no fear in his heart, only caution.

Because he had an idea in his mind that he was not only living for himself, he also needed to go back to the Zhao family, find the people in the Zhao family, and make them pay the price.

I must help that woman to avenge the grievances and sufferings she had suffered, and I must also help her realize her wishes! Although she can't see them anymore, those people are still there!
(End of this chapter)