Chapter 29: A True Cultivator [Please vote and read on] Finally I met someone who practices cultivation. Qiu Zhen was secretly a little excited. The scene described by Bai Zhu was something he had seen described in a leisure book. The method of driving away "ghosts" is called "summoning soldiers and horses". It can drive away evil spirits, fight magic, and protect. These soldiers are also divided into high and low levels. The best ones are the "Lu soldiers", which are granted by Taoism and are the real heavenly soldiers and generals. In addition, there are also the soldiers of Yue Mansion, the soldiers of City God, etc., which are all real Taoist military magic. Unfortunately, the world changed suddenly and the immortal cultivators became "demons and evil spirits". This type of "orthodox military" magic has become extinct and no one can master it anymore. Well, the main reason is that there is no chance. I can’t practice the art of talismans and I can’t borrow the heavenly soldiers and divine weapons.
Nowadays, the soldiers in the world of cultivating immortals are all "private soldiers", which are trained by sorcerers from the lonely souls of mountain spirits and monsters. They are full of evil spirits and cannot promise the future of the "soldiers". They are enslaved and oppressed soldiers, and are full of evil nature. As for the "Buddha's light" mentioned by Bai Zhu, Qiu Zhen had no idea. Of course, although he was excited, he did not take Bai Zhu to find the immortal cultivators and get involved in their battle. He is aware of his own strength. Compared to ordinary people, martial artists are very powerful. But in the world of cultivating immortals, it is not good enough. This world is in the Dharma Ending Age, and all cultivators are in danger. If you see through someone's identity as a cultivator, they will not praise you for your intelligence, understanding, and good fortune, nor will they guide and support the younger generation. If you meet a decent person, he will make you lose your memory or something, but if you meet a cruel person, he will kill you to silence you. Qiu Zhen yearns for the world of immortals, but he is also extremely restrained. Ever since he learned that cultivators of immortality were "evil spirits" in this world, no matter how much he expected of the "world of immortality", he dared not act rashly. When I was a child, I went to temples and Taoist temples to seek immortals and ask questions. It can be said that children’s words were innocent and no one took them to heart. If he were to go around looking for immortals and asking for advice now, he would definitely be put on the blacklist of the "Demon Suppression Bureau" and be given special attention. This is why, after Qiu Zhen “built his foundation for a hundred days” and awakened his primordial spirit, he did not look for immortality everywhere, but instead devoted himself to martial arts. The serious practice of cultivating immortals emphasizes the dual cultivation of nature and life, and martial arts life skills are also the only way to practice. It is always right to refine yourself. After some excitement, Qiu Zhen and Bai Zhu just ate their meal. After the meal, Qiu Zhen began to stand in a stance, practicing the [Five Animal Exercises], supplemented by the [Vajra Demon Ape Fist] to stabilize his Qi and blood. After practicing standing and boxing, my strength has obviously increased a bit. This feeling of becoming stronger little by little makes him feel at ease.
Just as he was practicing martial arts, exclamations were heard outside the courtyard. "Brother Qiu, help, help quickly!" "Uncle Li, what's wrong with you?" At this moment, Uncle Li was soaked all over, with slight abrasions on his arms, legs, and face, looking very miserable. "There are ghosts. We encountered ghosts today when we went out fishing. Many ghosts came to catch us!" After saying that, Uncle Li grabbed Qiu Zhen and rushed towards his home: "Let's not talk about this. The master was seriously injured in order to save us." Qiu Zhen was slightly stunned. When he first heard about the ghost, he thought that Uncle Li and his companions had happened to witness a fight between monks and were implicated and attacked by the "magic soldiers". They never expected that the target of that group of ghosts was Uncle Li and his group. This is how the "battle between monks" that Bai Zhu mentioned came about. Which immortal cultivator is so bold as to arrest fishermen in the suburbs? Is he crazy? Qiu Zhen was full of doubts, but now was not the time to ask. Li's living room. In addition to Aunt Li, Li Xing'er and Li Dazhuang, there was a group of men dressed as fishermen in the house. Some of them were holding hot water, some were holding hot towels, and they looked nervous. A young monk in a gray monk's robe was lying on a wooden chair, his body drooping, his breath barely visible, and it looked like he was about to die. Perhaps he noticed the noise coming from outside the house, the young monk barely raised his eyes, his eyes were hazy and weak. "Master, the doctor is here, the doctor is here." Qiu Zhen saw the real boss and took two steps at a time to come in front of the monk. He propped up his drooping eyelids, and the soul and Dharma body between his eyebrows emitted a faint golden light, and he performed the [Divine Light Diagnosis Method]. A pair of dark eyes came into his sight. The divine light dimmed, almost disappearing. This is a sign of depletion of qi and blood and exhaustion of life. At this point, it means the end of life and no medicine can save it. Uncle Li was a little anxious: "Brother Qiu, how is it? Hurry up and treat the master." "This" Qiu Zhen gave a bitter smile. Although he had read many medical books and his medical skills had improved greatly, he could not cure the current situation of qi and blood depletion and life exhaustion. "Ahem~ No need to embarrass this doctor." The young monk coughed, forced himself to straighten his body, and said leisurely: "I know my body very well. I am doomed to die. No medicine can cure it." Qiu Zhen sighed: "My condolences!" "I am happy to thank Chenyuan."
The young monk smiled carefreely, and then said to the others in the room: "Can you please leave for a moment? I want to talk to this doctor alone." Uncle Li and the others were puzzled, but they didn't dare to say much and retreated one after another. Soon, Qiu Zhen and the young monk were the only ones left in the room. "I am Kongyin, fellow Taoist. Nice to meet you!" Qiu Zhen was shocked. Even Master An didn't realize his identity as an immortal cultivator, but the little monk in front of him saw through it at a glance. "Don't be nervous. Your methods are secretive. Even a martial arts master can't see through them. It's just that I, a little monk, burned my soul and escaped into a state of great tranquility and emptiness. I just felt something in my heart and had some doubts." It turns out it was guessed by telepathy. After hearing this, Qiu Zhen felt a little relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. The little monk in front of him ended up like this because he saved Uncle Li and the other villagers. He is a compassionate and true cultivator. He is happy to deal with this kind of cultivator. What's more, the other party was about to die, so he generously admitted: "Fellow Daoist, what is your last wish?" "I am an orphan, and have severed my worldly ties. Since I was young, I have worshipped under the ancient Buddha and practiced the Dharma of Avalokitesvara, the Bodhisattva of Rescue. Whenever I hear someone in trouble, I will help. I only regret that I am not good enough in my skills and cannot match Master Yanshan. I have no chance to attain enlightenment and save the world." Qiu Zhen sighed slightly. This monk is truly a man of true Taoism. This is especially rare in this Dharma-Ending Age. When Monk Kongyin saw Qiu Zhen sighing slightly, he smiled carefreely instead: "Fellow Daoist, I see that although you have entered the path of cultivation, your skills are still shallow and you have only passed the first level of life skills. I guess it is difficult for you to find the way." "Not bad!" Qiu Zhen nodded slightly. His main purpose in becoming Pharmacist An's disciple was really for Pharmacist An's collection of books. He was thinking whether he could find one or two skills or clues from the vast sea of books, just like the [Divine Light Diagnostic Method]. "The imperial court has confiscated Taoist secrets everywhere, and it is difficult to become an immortal." As Kong Yin spoke, he reached into his bosom and quickly took out the jade talisman. Qiu Zhen reached out and took it. This is a jade talisman as white as jade, with three large characters "Miro Palace" engraved on it. "Daoyou, what is this?" Qiu Zhen asked subconsciously. But no one responded. The little monk Kongyin lay quietly on the ground, his eyes closed, no breath left, hot flames rising from his body, his flesh disappearing bit by bit.
The smell emitted from the self-immolation was not a bad odor, but a medicinal fragrance. Qiu Zhen was slightly startled, but soon guessed that the young monk Kongyin was afraid that after death, he would turn into a demon and hurt people, so he burned himself with his last breath. "People say that all immortal cultivators are evil demons, but I don't think that's entirely true." (End of this chapter)