Qiu Zu: From an apprentice in a medicine shop to an immortal ancestor.

Finally encountered a cultivator.

Qiu Zhen was secretly a little excited.

He had seen descriptions of the scenes Bai Shu described in his idle books.

The method of driving "groups of ghosts" is called "summoning troops", which can exorcise evil spirits, fight spells, and protect.

These troops are also divided into high and low.

The best is "Lu Troops", which come from the Taoist "Investiture", and are genuine heavenly soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court. In addition, there are Yuefu soldiers, City God soldiers, etc., all of which are genuine Taoist soldiers and spells.

It's a pity that the world has changed, and cultivators have become "demons and evil spirits."

This kind of "orthodox troop" spell has become extinct, and no one can cultivate it anymore.

Well, mainly there is no chance. They can't cultivate talisman techniques and can't borrow heavenly soldiers and divine soldiers.

Nowadays, the troops cultivated in the cultivation world are all "private soldiers", refined by magicians who subdue mountain spirits and wild monsters. They are full of evil spirits and cannot promise the "troops" a future. They belong to enslavement and oppression of the troops, and are extremely evil.

As for the "Buddha's light" in Bai Shu's mouth, Qiu Zhen didn't know about it.

Of course, excited as he was, he didn't take Bai Shu to find cultivators and get involved in their battles.

He was well aware of his own strength. A martial master is powerful to ordinary people.

But in the cultivation world, that's not enough.

This world is an era of Dharma decline, and cultivators are in constant danger.

If you expose someone's identity as a cultivator, they won't praise you for being smart, perceptive, or having a predestined relationship, and guide and support the younger generation.

If you encounter a righteous person, they will erase your memory or something. If you encounter a ruthless person, they will kill you to silence you.

Qiu Zhen yearned for the world of cultivation, but he was also extremely restrained.

Ever since he learned that cultivators were "demons and evil spirits" in this world, even if he looked forward to the "cultivation world" no matter how much, he did not dare to act rashly.

Going to temples and Taoist temples to seek immortals and ask questions as a child can be said to be innocent words, and no one will take it to heart.

If he casually seeks immortals and asks questions everywhere now, he will definitely be blacklisted by the "Demon Suppression Division" and given special attention.

This is why Qiu Zhen focused on martial arts after "Foundation Establishment in a Hundred Days" and awakening his primordial spirit, instead of looking for immortal opportunities everywhere.

Proper cultivation emphasizes "dual cultivation of nature and life", and martial arts life skills are also a necessary path for cultivation.

Refining essence and refining oneself is always right.

After a burst of excitement, Qiu Zhen and Bai Shu ate their meals.

After the meal, Qiu Zhen began to practice stances, cultivating the [Five Animal Play], supplemented by the [Vajra Demon Ape Fist Stance] to regulate his Qi and blood.

Practicing stances and practicing boxing, his strength obviously increased a little.

This feeling of getting stronger little by little made him feel very down-to-earth.

Just as he was practicing martial arts, a cry of surprise came from outside the courtyard.

"Brother Qiu, help, please help!"

"Uncle Li, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Uncle Li was soaking wet all over, with slight abrasions on his arms, legs, and face, looking very embarrassed.

"There are ghosts. We encountered ghosts while fishing today. Many ghosts came to catch us!"

After speaking, Uncle Li grabbed Qiu Zhen and rushed towards his house:

"Leaving that aside for now, the master was seriously injured in order to save us."

Qiu Zhen was slightly stunned.

When he first heard that there were ghosts, he thought that Uncle Li and the others had just run into cultivators fighting and were implicated, encountering an attack by "magician troops."

He never expected that the target of the ghosts was actually Uncle Li and the others.

The "cultivator fight" in Bai Shu's mouth turned out to be like this.

Which cultivator is so bold as to dare to capture fishermen in the suburbs? Isn't he crazy?

Qiu Zhen was full of doubts, but now was not the time to ask.

Li's family hall.

In addition to Aunt Li, Li Xing'er, and Li Dazhuang, there were a group of men dressed as fishermen in the house.

Some of them were holding hot water, some were holding hot towels, and their expressions were nervous.

A young monk wearing a gray monk's robe was lying on a wooden chair, his body drooping, his breath weak, looking like he was about to die.

Perhaps noticing the movement from outside the house, the young monk barely raised the corners of his eyes, his eyes blurred and weak.

"Master, the doctor is here, the doctor is here."

When Qiu Zhen saw the person in charge, he took three steps in two steps, came to the monk, propped up his drooping eyelids, and the primordial spirit Dharma body in the center of his eyebrows bloomed with golden light, using the [Divine Light Diagnosis Method].

A pair of dark black eyes reflected into his eyes.

The divine light was dim, almost gone.

This is a sign of Qi and blood loss and life exhaustion.

At this point, it means that life is coming to an end, and medicine is difficult to save.

Uncle Li was a little anxious: "Brother Qiu, how is it? Quickly treat the master."

"This..."

Qiu Zhen smiled bitterly. Although he had read many medical books and his medical skills had greatly improved, how could he treat the current situation of Qi and blood loss and life exhaustion.

"Cough cough~ No need to embarrass this doctor."

The young monk coughed and straightened his body with difficulty, and said leisurely:

"I know my body best. I will surely die, and medicine is difficult to cure."

Qiu Zhen sighed: "My condolences!"

"I am happy to thank Chen Yuan."

The young monk smiled freely, and then said to the others in the house:

"Can you all avoid it for a while? I want to have a private conversation with this doctor."

Uncle Li and others were puzzled and confused, but they didn't dare to say much and retreated one after another.

Before long, only Qiu Zhen and the young monk were left in the house.

"Little monk Kongyin, fellow Taoist, nice to meet you!"

Qiu Zhen was shocked. His identity as a cultivator was not even seen by An Yaoshi, but was seen through by the little monk in front of him at a glance.

"Don't be nervous. Your methods are secretive. Even a martial arts grandmaster can't see through it. It's just that I, the little monk, burned my soul and entered the realm of great concentration and emptiness, and I vaguely felt something in my heart and had some doubts."

It turned out to be a guess based on telepathy.

Qiu Zhen's heart settled slightly after hearing this, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The little monk in front of him ended up in such a situation in order to save Uncle Li and his villagers. He is a compassionate and righteous true cultivator.

He is happy to deal with this kind of cultivator.

What's more, the other party is a dying person, so he generously admitted:

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder what your last wish is?"

"Little monk is an orphan. Chen Yuan is cut off. I have been under the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng since I was a child, practicing the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's method of saving suffering and rescuing the suffering. Hearing the sound of suffering, I will help. I only hate that I am not skilled enough and I am not an opponent of the Yanshan Dharma Master. I have no chance to realize and widely save the world."

Qiu Zhen sighed slightly.

This monk is a true and righteous cultivator.

Especially in this era of Dharma decline, it is especially rare.

Seeing Qiu Zhen sigh slightly, the Kongyin monk smiled freely instead:

"Fellow Taoist, I see that although you have entered the path of cultivation, your skills are still shallow, and your life skills have only passed one level. I think it is because the method is difficult to find."

"That's right!"

Qiu Zhen nodded slightly. The main purpose of him worshiping under An Yaoshi's sect was really for An Yaoshi's collection of books, thinking that he could find one or two exercises or clues from the sea of books like the [Divine Light Diagnosis Method].

"The imperial court is collecting Taoist secrets everywhere, and the immortal fate is as difficult as climbing to the sky."

While speaking, Kongyin reached into his arms and quickly took out a jade talisman.

Qiu Zhen reached out and took it.

This is a white jade-like talisman, with three characters "Mi Luo Palace" engraved on it.

"Fellow Taoist, what is this?"

Qiu Zhen subconsciously asked.

But no one responded.

The little monk Kongyin lay quietly on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, his breath gone, and a blazing flame rose from his body, and his flesh gradually disappeared.

Under self-immolation, it does not emit a foul smell, but a medicinal fragrance.

Qiu Zhen was slightly stunned, and soon guessed that the little monk Kongyin was afraid of turning into a demon and evil spirit after his death and hurting people, so he took advantage of his last breath to self-immolate.

"The world says that cultivators are all demons and evil spirits. I don't think that's entirely true."