This series of things happened to Chen Changsheng, and it seemed that there were several mysteries surrounding him.
The old city god was also thinking.
In fact, he could see it clearly when the gravel turned into hair.
That the hair did not float to other places, but fell into Chen Changsheng's hand was enough to explain everything.
Old Cheng Huang just felt that Mr. Chen was too incredible.
He killed the evil ghost without using any effort, and a single hair can compete with the power of heaven.
And such existences often wander in the mortal world. Are they wandering in the world of mortals? What other thoughts do they have...
The old city god threw away the thoughts in his mind. He felt that maybe he was thinking too much. After several negotiations, he could feel that Mr. Chen had a clean mind and had no faults.
It’s better not to think too much about it…
The old city god came back to his senses and saw that Chen Changsheng seemed to be thinking loudly, so he asked: "What are you thinking about, sir?"
Chen Changsheng put down his tea bowl and said, "I saw the Old City God fighting with evil spirits before, and I saw that the edict method was quite mysterious, so I wanted to ask the Old City God for advice on the edict method."
"Sir, haven't you ever learned?"
"That's it. Chen was obsessed with swordsmanship in his early years. He is actually not proficient in magical powers."
"I see."
The old city god was quite generous to Mr. Chen. With a flick of his wrist, he handed Chen Changsheng the Dharma Door that contained the order.
Chen Changsheng scanned it briefly and said, "Chen will make a copy as usual. There should be no problem."
"Still copying!?" Old City God was startled.
Chen Changsheng thought that the other party was unwilling, so he said, "Isn't it possible? Then let Chen take it and take a look."
"No, no," the old city god said quickly, "If you, sir, are willing to copy it, you can just copy it..."
With that said, he called the waiter in the teahouse. After handing over a few grains of broken silver, the waiter went to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Like last time, Chen Changsheng copied the contents above.
The old city god drank tea and watched Chen Changsheng copying the teachings bit by bit.
Although I had seen it once last time, I still felt a little surprised now.
This Mr. Chen is really extraordinary.
The old city god sighed in his heart, and then thought about how worthy and capable he was to be able to sit and drink tea with such a powerful person.
After copying it, Chen Changsheng returned the original copy to the Old City God intact.
The old city god put away his edict and said, "Sir, he has profound moral principles, and the little god admires him."
"hold head high?"
Chen Changsheng was a little puzzled, why did he talk about his profound Taoism?
He said: "The old city god has praised me so much, but Chen's deeds are not worth mentioning."
The old city god smiled meaningfully and said, "Mr. Chen is really humble."
Chen Changsheng laughed twice, thinking in his heart...
What are these talking about?
Chen Changsheng then asked: "Apart from this edict method, are there any other techniques?"
The old city god said, "There are some. How much do you want, sir?"
"Can you lend them all to Chen to make a copy?"
The old city god was even more puzzled and said: "Of course you can, but apart from this edict method, the rest are just some small skills. Sir, do you want them all?"
"Can I have them all?" Chen Changsheng asked tentatively.
"all?"
"Yeah, all of them."
Although the Old City God couldn't figure out why Chen Changsheng wanted these things, he still took out as much as he could.
This would prevent Chen Changsheng from copying bit by bit and simply sending them all away. After all, there is no use in keeping these things in his hands.
Chen Changsheng resisted for a while at first, but he couldn't resist the old city god.
The old Chenghuang said: "I'm afraid it's a lot to add up. Mr. Chen, I'm afraid it's hard for you to get it alone. Sir, please see... should I give it to you directly, or..."
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and realized that it was not convenient for him to take it, so he said, "How about this? I'd like to trouble Old City God to send two secret servants to Liuyunguan."
"fair enough."
The two of them sat and talked about some off-topic topics, nothing more than a few pleasantries, asking Chen Changsheng how he had been these past years, and asking the old city god if he had encountered anything interesting recently.
With those words, nearly half an hour passed.
Chen Changsheng stood up to say goodbye, while Old City God said goodbye to Mr.
After learning that my husband was going to Liuyunguan, I sent him all the way out of Qiuyuefang and then turned back.
After Chen Changsheng walked out of Qiuyuefang, he looked back.
He couldn't help but mutter: "Old City God is really talkative."
Chen Changsheng smiled, turned around and walked towards Liuyun Temple.
…
There are some clouds and mist surrounding the mountains, obscuring the Taoist temple on the mountains.
Chen Changsheng stood at the foot of the mountain. Speaking of which, he had planned to come and see it last time, but he missed it because of the Qi training method.
Six years later, I don’t know what this mountain looks like anymore.
Chen Changsheng was about to walk up the steps.
But suddenly something happened and he looked back.
I saw a little Taoist priest wearing Zhong Gua walking over carrying two buckets of water.
Chang Shan stopped and looked at the person blocking him.
When he saw Chen Changsheng's face, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think to himself, how could there be such a worldly person in the world.
"Little Taoist Priest?" Chen Changsheng called out to wake him up.
"ah……"
Chang Shan came to his senses and asked, "Do you want to go up the mountain?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Exactly."
Chang Shan picked up some water and said, "Come with me, layman. Although there are stone steps on the way up the mountain, they are not easy to walk on. Please be careful where you step."
"good."
Chen Changsheng just followed Chang Shan on the way up the mountain.
"How long has the little Taoist priest been practicing?"
"More than five years."
"Can you reach the age of weakness?"
"Not yet. Now I am still in the age of Dancing Elephant. I am only over eighteen. Phew..."
Chang Shan was out of breath even as he spoke. Carrying water up the mountain was a strenuous job, and he usually had to walk for a while to rest.
Chen Changsheng saw that it was difficult to carry the water, so he stepped forward and took the water pole from Chang Shan's shoulder.
"Not for lay people!"
Chang Shan was startled and quickly stopped him.
But I saw that the gentleman had already put the stretcher on his shoulders.
Chen Changsheng said: "According to your method, you won't be able to go up the mountain for half a day. It's better for Chen to come, and the little Taoist leader will just chat with me."
Chang Shan also knew that this gentleman did not mean to say that he walked slowly, and said: "I understand the layman's kindness, but fetching water is also part of Pingdao's practice. I hope the layman will return the favor."
Chen Changsheng ignored him and walked up the mountain carrying water.
"Householder, layman!"
Chang Shan quickly chased after him.
He kept nagging in the gentleman's ear, but he still didn't see the gentleman put down his pole.
He couldn't help but feel a little angry and wanted to stop him.
But the gentleman's steps were longer than his, which made it difficult for him to catch up.
"Builder, you'd better put it down quickly. If the master knows that the layman is carrying water for Pindao, Pindao will be punished."
"Businessman, householder..."
"well……"
Chang Shan sighed, with a look of helplessness on his face.
This gentleman is so kind.
