Seeing that the villagers encountered the same problems that he had encountered before, Chu Feng told his experience again. Although it was incomplete, it was enough to give the villagers the ability to absorb spiritual energy!
The moon was full in the sky, silvery lights were everywhere, and a cool night breeze passed by. The villagers in the front row were the first to wake up from the artistic conception. When they looked back at the scene, they saw that Chu Feng had disappeared, and then one after another voices sounded in the crowd.
"The Taoist priest is gone, I don't understand what I heard!" In the corner, an uncle with a white towel on his head and white teeth scratched his head in confusion.
"I understand, the Taoist priest spoke too deeply." The uncle, who was also wearing a white towel on his head and holding a cigarette pipe in his hand, was full of depression.
"I'm 100%" A certain young man with slender eyes looked a little proud on his face. He thought that his brain was easier to use than older people.
"I'm 40%." A woman wearing glasses, who was obviously an intellectual, glanced at the young man with some contempt.
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"I can do it"
A not very high but very alarming voice sounded.
The villagers looked over one after another, and when they saw that it was Yingzi who had brought Chu Feng back, they all showed expressions of normality!
Yingzi's face turned red when everyone looked at her, and she explained: "Just now, after the Taoist priest said those confusing words at the beginning, he also said a lot of easy-to-understand words. As a supplement, if you listen carefully, you can always understand part of it. I Now I can barely absorb spiritual energy, but it’s a bit slow.”
After Yingzi finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and concentrated calmly. Within three to five minutes, a small golden light ball appeared in his palm. There was a cloud of gray air inside the light ball, and there were faint traces of electric sparks. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth enters the light ball like a gossamer, passes by the electric flower, and merges into the core.
The villagers followed suit and stretched out their hands, gathering energy with serious expressions on their faces. Time passed little by little. Under the moonlight, hundreds of people made the same movements, which looked very strange. Some people thought it was some kind of cult gathering.
"I tried six times, but it still didn't work. Is it because I'm illiterate and can't understand?"
It was the same old man with a white towel on his head and white teeth. His face was full of frustration, and he seemed to be about to leave.
"I've tried five times. Alas, if I had known better, I would have read more books. I would have regretted it too late. Forget it."
The old man who had a white towel wrapped around his head and a cigarette bag in his hand simply lowered his head and smoked, looking indifferent.
"I have it, but it's too small."
"Mine is similar to Yingzi's"
"Why didn't I!"
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Underneath the rising and falling voices, there are faces that may be happy or distressed.
The next day, in the evening, Chu Feng arrived again, and just like yesterday, he taught the villagers mental skills and Qi training. Unfortunately, rotten wood accounted for 67 out of 10, and unsophisticated people accounted for 12 out of 10. Those who could really keep up with Chu Feng's explanation speed were only three or four people, so the preaching was not smooth.
After explaining, Chu Feng turned and left, entering the sparse woods, making a rustling sound on the leaves under his feet. Suddenly, Chu Feng turned around and looked behind with sharp eyes.
Under the bright moonlight, a girl with a dash of charm and a well-proportioned figure walked out from behind the tree. It was Yingzi. Her expression was a little uneasy, and she was carrying a floral-patterned cloth bag in her hand. The scent wafts out from inside.
"for you"
Chu Feng took the cloth bag and unfolded it. It was a roasted golden chicken. The fragrance was fragrant and made people salivate.
"Thank you very much"
Chu Feng smiled slightly, carried the cloth bag and left, quickly disappearing into the woods.
Yingzi raised her slender arms, opened her lips slightly, and wanted to shout, but she didn't make a sound, and finally turned around and left with a frustrated look.
On the sixth day of preaching, the villagers spontaneously built a wooden platform for Chu Feng to use.
On the eighth day of the mission, the villagers learned about Chu Feng's inheritance and the name of the temple where he practiced cultivation, and began to call him disciples of Changsheng Temple. When mentioning Taoism, they must first address him as Taoist ancestor.
On the eleventh day of preaching, on a thunderstorm night, the six-year-old grandson of the old branch secretary got out of bed, walked to the window, and shouted: Which fellow Taoist is going through the tribulation?
It almost scared the old branch secretary out of his wits. Afterwards, he inquired about the reason and learned the truth, and then went out to educate the villagers.
Time passed while Chu Feng was preaching, and it was more than half a month in a flash. Every day, when he left, Chu Feng would receive meat and noodles made by Yingzi. At first, they were wrapped in cloth, and later they were wrapped in leaves. I don’t think so. Clothed.
On the seventeenth day of the mission, which is today, the number of villagers who can barely absorb the spiritual energy has reached 40, and there are as many as seven people who can release the spiritual energy for external use. This achievement is very remarkable.
Chu Feng decided to leave. After explaining, he walked down the wooden platform that the villagers had built voluntarily, and said with a solemn expression: "The Taoist ancestors' inheritance of immortality has taken root here. I hope that one day, the Taoist sect will flourish with your efforts."
The villagers agreed one after another with solemn expressions.
Someone with a clear mind heard the hidden meaning and quickly asked: "Is the Taoist Master going to leave?"
"Taoist Priest, do you want to leave?"
"Taoist Priest, you can't leave! We still need your guidance."
"Taoist Master, please stay. Our village will definitely take good care of you."
"Taoist Master, we will build a Taoist temple for you!"
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Chu Feng had made up his mind to leave. He waved his hand, and his figure blurred and turned into countless afterimages. After a while, the afterimages dissipated and Chu Feng disappeared.
The villagers suddenly became noisy, and those who had the spirit of pride chased after him for dozens of miles. There was not even a shadow, so they had no choice but to turn back.
Only Yingzi did not give up and continued to pursue based on his feelings!
In the middle of the night, on a high slope a hundred miles away from the village, with the moonlight shining, Chu Feng sat cross-legged and started communicating with the system.
"System, preaching Xiaocheng, what is the reward this time?"
"A guqin, named Yaoliang, is infinitely magical. The host can explore it on his own."
After the words fell, purple light flashed, and a guqin with a plump shape, a black lacquer surface, and fine flowing water breaks appeared out of thin air and slowly landed on Chu Feng's lap.
"linger"
Chu Feng shouted softly and pressed his hand on the strings. Information about the strings flooded into the sea of consciousness. In just a few breaths, Chu Feng learned how to use the beam.
"Zhengzhengzheng!!"
As Chu Feng flicked his hands quickly on the strings, the spiritual energy in his body circulated on its own and poured into his ten fingers. Suddenly, three tense piano sounds suddenly sounded, and three sound blades came out from the piano. Tens of meters away, a row of trees with whirling shadows split into two halves without any warning, and they all fell to the ground. There was a burst of smoke.
"Taoist Priest..."
A thin and petite figure walked up from behind the high slope, breathing heavily from time to time. He must have been very tired from the long journey.
Chu Feng did not look back, with indifference in his voice.
"What's the matter?"
"I……"
The thin and petite figure stood in the darkness. After saying the word "I", he fell silent. His head was lowered and his face was almost buried in his chest.
