After putting down Sheng Qing, Wang Xilou drove her little sheep all the way north.
"Wang Xilou, is that uncle a snake demon?"
He was sitting on the back of the motorcycle with his arms around the woman's waist. He was a little concerned about this and was too embarrassed to ask in front of others just now.
"Well, a good snake can only be promoted to minister, but it is a bit rude to say that he is a snake demon. The word demon is not originally a word of praise. A long time ago, humans worshiped these extraordinary creatures and protected humans in the face of wild beasts and nature. Later, humans Gradually, he became more independent, and he divided the demons into good demons and bad demons without authorization. The good demons were called gods. If they continued to worship, the bad demons would be eliminated. It was very utilitarian, and the word demon also changed its flavor. If you have to say it, snake spirit It may be more appropriate, but the difference between his essence and a snake is as big as the difference between you and a stone on the roadside. They are only similar in shape. All fairies and ghosts are born and bred naturally."
He seemed to understand.
"Wang Xilou, are you still a human being?" he asked.
This time Wang Xilou did not talk. He was silent for a while and then said with a smile: "Didn't you already see some of my memories?"
"I saw you crying."
"...Just forget about those embarrassing things."
He pressed his face against the woman's back.
"I'm still a little scared after knowing that my mother-in-law is a ghost, but knowing that Wang Xilou is no longer a human being, I'm not very scared."
"I told you to call me master."
Her tone was full of helplessness, but her voice was very gentle. Wang Xilou was the gentlest person Feng Wuli had ever seen.
The two masters and apprentices rode motorcycles over mountains and ridges.
Wang Xilou was very comfortable, driving along the road, passing through towns, crossing wilderness, and passing through many beautiful mountains and rivers.
Feng Wuli didn't ask where he was going.
He has always been a happy-go-lucky person, and he can find a corner to work on by himself all day long.
Even Wang Xilou always teases him. She is just like the three crows in the village. She likes to tease and is very annoying. He also feels a little annoyed, but he is too embarrassed to speak.
Feng Wuli found that as long as the sun was very strong, Wang Xilou would stop walking, become lazy, and talk very little, like a fish on the beach.
At this time, they were resting in a bamboo forest passing by, and the sun was shining outside.
Wang Xilou sat in a shady place, looked at his hands pulling out the cold, took out a mirror and admired his beauty, opened his mouth, revealing two sharp tiger teeth, and sighed.
After practicing for eight hundred years, she still returned to her original form at the last moment. All living beings follow the Tao and nature, but she is the only one who defies nature.
"Disciple, do you know why I want to accept you as my disciple?"
"Is it because I'm good-looking?"
He means it.
"...It's considered one."
The two of them were sitting on the edge of the bamboo forest. The woman's motorcycle was placed on the side of the road. Occasionally, cars passed by on the road. The sun was rising, the wind was blowing, and the bamboo forest was rustling.
Wang Xilou smiled softly and said:
"Have you noticed that you have been awake longer and longer these days?"
"have."
"That's because one of Master's shadows was accidentally 'eaten' by you. The time that follows may not be enough, so I'll teach you how to control my shadow and stay awake first."
At the beginning of the birth of life, a ray of true spirit from heaven and earth enters the fetal egg, and a new creature is born.
It is easier to understand using the Taoist approach here, but it is different.
Humans are divided into yang gods and yin gods. The yin gods are born from the body, and the yang gods are the true spirits from heaven and earth. The yin gods and yang gods jointly manage the human body and soul.
The true spirit in the river of true spirits enters the conceived human embryo and becomes the Yang God. Different from the Yin God that controls the body and physiology, the Yang God controls memory, emotion, and wisdom.
Feng Wuli is very strange, the strange thing is that he has no Yangshen!
If there is no Yang Shen under normal circumstances, he should be stillborn when he is born, but now he is fine. Although he is in a state of stupidity for twenty hours a day because of the lack of Yang Shen, this is not the issue of stupidity that should be concerned about. It's like asking why the helicopter's propeller is gone and why it bumps every time it takes off. It's a miracle that he's alive now!
His situation is special, but not unique. There is a kind of practitioner in this world who is the one who still lives between heaven and earth even if the Yang God is completely lost.
That is - zombies.
There are two ways to practice zombies: constantly devouring blood and food, white, black, jumping, flying, shading... they have evolved to perfection.
The other way is to cultivate shadow.
People have nine shadows, and each of the nine shadows has a name. The shadow gods are: one Youhuang, two spies, three Xiejieshu, four Chifu, five Suoguan, six Po slaves, and seven Zao "囗幺" ", there are eight Hai spiritual fetuses, nine are vacant. Zombies have no shadows. When a zombie cultivates nine shadows, it can take the final step of all practitioners - becoming an immortal, just like humans and monsters.
Wang Xilou spent eight hundred years, but when he cultivated the ninth shadow in the last step, the nine shadows scattered and escaped, but Feng Wuli merged with her first shadow, Youhuang.
Youhuang actually chose a creature, and a human being. Wang Xilou didn't understand this either.
"Gods? Are there really gods in the world?" Feng Wuli was curious.
"Yes, Master, I'm just a little bit behind. It's a pity." She didn't look very regretful, she just smiled faintly, and Feng Wuli didn't show much regret either.
"How many gods are there in the world now?"
"There are seventeen within the territory, the White Jade Capital in the Sky, the Twelve Floors and Five Cities. There are only seventeen immortals in the past thousand years. If the emperor succeeds in becoming an immortal, there will be eighteen."
"Uncle is so powerful?"
"He is probably the most powerful old monster here in Jiangnan Road. There are not many old monsters in the deep mountains and old forests. However, there is a calamity in transforming into an immortal. It is not that easy. It has taken thousands of years to reach the stage of transforming into an immortal. There must be nearly a hundred people or demons, and only about ten succeeded in the end. He said he thought the thunder was too noisy, so he never tried it, but I think he was just too timid to try."
"I feel so too."
"Don't mention it in front of him. He wants to deal with us, master and apprentice. Master can't defeat him now."
"Understood."
The difference between the two practices of zombies is that one is to reach heaven in one step, and the other is to practice hard in peace.
The former has no bottlenecks, and there are many illustrious people in history, while the latter is rarely achieved, but for most humans and monsters, there are never positive characters in film and television works for zombies who choose the former path, and the impression can be imagined And know.
Feng Wuli didn't need to embark on the road of zombie shadow repair, but he could also take this step to erase his strange state.
Use the shadow obtained by mistake as a yin god to control the body, and 'train' the yin god into a yang god, then he can always stay awake, even if he does not have a yang god.
Feng Wuli was listening carefully. He was not a fool, he just had few contacts and had been sleeping for most of the day.
In fact, his learning ability is quite fast.
"A hammer with a foot, half of which can be taken every day, will last for eternity. This is from "Zhuangzi: The World"... This means that the smallest unit that makes up matter is a kind of energy that can always be divided. We call it ——'Spirit'. All mortal things, that is, all matter, are composed of spirits in a normal state of entanglement. However, there are extraordinary things, such as monsters, spells, and various magical things, which are the presence of spirits. Things are born in another special state of entanglement, and we are going to record the special state of entanglement we need, and then learn it and use it..."
"Every person like you who is born with the ability to feel the spirit, the spirit that constitutes you is in a unique and special state of entanglement, so he will have his own innate and unique skills. We will talk about these later."
"Ordinary things generally cannot perceive spirits, but they can also be learned. After sensing spirits, they can eat spirits, also known as practicing qi, strengthen themselves, and use spirits to create all kinds of wonderful uses. This method of cultivation is just like how living things pass through Eat, then grow and develop normally, and after reaching certain conditions, the spirit of cultivation can turn into an immortal, these are too far for you."
From today on, Feng Wuli came into contact with another side of the world for the first time and mastered something different.
The two masters and apprentices were teaching and rushing on the road. Feng Wuli learned quickly. He found the spirit in his body in one day, and it took another two days to master the entangled state of a spirit, or to learn a small spell.
Under normal circumstances, without Yang Shen, there is no way to use Spiritual Coil, but this little spell is so simple, as easy as breathing.
Fanning a wind that can blow out a candle, this is the most basic spirit control method. It may be useless if you learn it, but just like Homo sapiens looking up to see the starry sky for the first time, the human epic begins.
He also successfully controlled Wang Xilou's shadow.
"Wang Xilou, look, I succeeded."
Seeing the boy's success, Wang Xilou looked happy. He looked at his little apprentice's bun face and chuckled.
"Call me Master."
After traveling for a week, they finally arrived. Feng Wuli paid attention to the road signs along the way. Half a day ago, he saw a billboard that said "Junsha welcomes you". Feng Wuli knew that he was back in Junsha again.
He didn't tell Wang Xilou that this was the city where his parents were, and he felt there was nothing to say.
On the day he was taken away by his uncle, he happened to be awake and heard the two people arguing about who would take him after the divorce.
"You gave birth to a fool and now you want to leave me to find a man? You can raise your son by yourself!"
"Are you sick?! He is your son!"
Everything in the world was clearly clear, but for some reason, the two faces became distorted and blurred. He could no longer see their faces clearly.
Feng Wuli looked up at the sign of the shop in front of him.
"Baoxiang OK?"
He happened to know all three words.
"Master's shop has been a long-established store for hundreds of years, and it will be your home from now on."
Wang Xilou parked the car, took out the key and opened the door.
This is an incense and candle shop that does look very old-fashioned, with solid wood floors and several shelves filled with incense candle paper money. The paper money styles include traditional gold and silver ingots, as well as yachts, villas... and even rockets.
The back door leads to a courtyard, facing the street is the shop, and the second floor and the back of the shop are occupied by people.
The incense shop is located in an old street, and there seems to be a university town nearby.
After entering the room, Wang Xilou's temperament became much calmer. She stretched her body, and her hands went straight up.
Feeling her body getting stiffer and stiffer, she sighed helplessly, smiled uncertainly at Feng Wuli, who was looking left and right at the door, and said:
"By the way, disciple, another reason why master accepted you as his disciple is that after losing nine shadows, master is already a useless little zombie. The little zombies without owners are outside, just like Just like the spiritual pet mounts on TV, they can easily be targeted by other practitioners, or they may be used by those defenders of justice who claim to be righteous, so you must quickly become more powerful and protect the master!"
