PS: Change first and then change.
In the evening, Mr. Mo came back again.
"I went to see Zhang Qiang for the last time. He said that it was Song Yucheng and three others who gave the order..." he said.
After Zhang Qiang taught himself a complete gastrointestinal surgery, he thought of this shortcut and started doing private work under the name of a coffin shop.
After a few times, he was discovered by Song Yucheng and Xu Wenjing. The three of them found him and used this as a threat to frame Chen Shen.
"Fortunately, you were cautious and didn't get fooled." Mr. Mo said, making Chen Shen look like Yu Ji.
"Mr. Mo, you said that these three people are just going through the motions. I guess the number of apprenticeships for the luck master should be guaranteed, so why are you targeting me?"
Chen Shen looked puzzled.
“The family background of these three people is somewhat related to a luck master, but if there are too many talented people in the recruitment ceremony, it will not be good for them.
To put it bluntly, these people are the playboys in the family. They have not made any achievements in the cultivation of Taoism, so they have the idea of lucky masters. There is too much oil and water in them, and they can also bring many benefits to the family.
Although Ziyuan is firmly controlled by these luck masters, it is only the property of Prince An. On the day of the ceremony, someone from Prince An's palace will definitely come. If you perform well, you can directly enter the purple garden with just a word from Prince An's mansion without the luck master's nodding. garden. "
Mo Lao talked eloquently, but this made Chen Shen difficult.
After the three people tried to harm him, he didn't want to be too stunning.
But if it’s not amazing enough, I’m not sure about entering the Purple Garden.
"It's still a long time. I'll have to wait until I've mastered the Qi-Wang Technique first, and then I can carve the White Oriole Formation with one hand." Chen Shen thought to himself.
On the third day after Zhang Qiang's incident, Xu Wenjing and the others returned to the coffin shop, sitting on the old man's chair and chatting as usual. They looked like the clerks in the coffin shop, who were more boss than the boss.
Just don’t eat melon seeds.
The content of the chat made Chen Shen feel that it was useless. It was nothing more than gossips and scandals about the young masters of the families in the city.
By the way, he will be a Ziyuan luck master in the future, and the inside story will be given to Chen Shen.
For example, how many people are buried in a day, what kind of cultivation level they have, whether the spiritual root talent is strong, and whether the unique skills are powerful.
The three of them were chatting when suddenly, Xu Wenjing stood up and came to talk to Chen Shen.
"Chen Shen, you often sew up corpses, don't you feel nauseated?"
"Nausea?" Chen Shen turned around, wiped his bloody hands, and put his index finger into his nostrils.
There was blood all over the body, and the hand that had touched the body had been in close contact with the lips.
Xu Wenjing's eyes widened and her cheeks suddenly bulged.
"No girl will like you like this." She said tremblingly, resisting the urge to vomit.
Xu Wenjing took out a handkerchief from her arms, handed it over, and said:
"Just wipe it."
Seeing this scene, Chen Shen instantly understood the beauty trap.
This is a failed attempt to seduce him with a honey trap.
Xu Wenjing is indeed very beautiful, much better looking than Wang Lan.
But, he has a lovely wife.
"Thank you, it will come in handy."
Chen Shen did not refuse and took the girl's fragrant handkerchief. The latter's face turned red obviously, but then she took a few steps back, with a faint hint of anger in her eyes.
I saw Chen Shen folding the handkerchief and then gently wiping the blood stains on the body.
"Chen Shen, you..." Xu Wenjing was in disbelief, pointing at the other party with trembling fingers.
"Miss Xu, didn't you ask me to wipe it? Didn't I do it well enough and carefully enough?"
Chen Shen wiped the bloody parts of the body again.
"..." Xu Wenjing.
"Humph!" She snorted coldly and walked out of the coffin shop.
"Where is Xu Wenjing going?" When the two companions saw their friend running out the door angrily, they quickly chased after him.
"Small sample." Chen Shen looked disdainful.
"Did Xu Wenjing have an internal fight with the other two? She looks so angry."
At this time, Wang Lan, who looked like a Taoist robe, walked in, holding a fortune-telling flag in his hand, which read: Happy God knows his fate, so he has no worries.
This coffin shop was also prepared by a strange person.
After learning the Qi-watching technique, he became bold enough to take on private work and met Zhang Qiang, the King of Hell.
The apprentice who looks serious on the surface actually just wants to go to the Purple Garden of the Royal Tomb to collect the corpses of the powerful Chen Shen.
Just going through the motions, the young master and the young lady have nothing to do, and the three of them have tea in the afternoon.
And the man in front of him, Wang Lan, a master of destiny who didn't dare to violate the rules and used qi reading to read people's palms and tell fortunes.
Not to mention, she is still somewhat famous in the nearby streets. Although she does not earn many spiritual stones, she is content with it.
In the evening, Mr. Mo brought a few bottles of wine and drank with Chen Shen and Wang Lan in the backyard.
"Zhang Qiang has been with me for ten years. Now that he is dead, you must be careful in your words and deeds. Don't do anything that violates the rules of the Qi Wang Master." Mr. Mo instructed.
"You all stay away from those three people. You are not from the same group. There is no need to get close."
Chen Shen nodded, but after that, Xu Wenjing often talked to him.
Spring passed and autumn came, and two years passed in the blink of an eye.
Everything was calm. Chen Shen was taking care of the coffin shop in an ordinary way. He had learned the qi-gazing technique to the extreme, and he could also engrave the basic qi-luck formation and the white oriole formation with one hand.
But he didn't reveal himself, and on the surface he was just an inconspicuous coffin shop boy.
Over the past two years, the tea-drinking trio came to the store occasionally, probably to prepare for the recruitment ceremony, but Xu Wenjing came to see him from time to time.
It seems that she refuses to give up on her beauty trap and wants him to fall in love with her.
However, Wang Lan, the master of destiny, was famous in three streets and five lanes, and his business was booming, but no one was seen all day long.
…
On this day, Xu Wenjing talked to him again.
And they were very close, touching each other intentionally or unintentionally.
"The seduction technique is too obvious." The former complained inwardly, unable to bear the disturbance.
There was no business coming to the door today, and Chen Shen was very clean.
By chance, only this one person from the trio came, and the Master of Destiny came to tell fortunes.
What a lonely man and woman.
"Huh? What are you eating?"
Suddenly, Xu Wenjing noticed that the other party's cheeks were bulging and he was chewing, and she wondered.
Chen Shen opened his bloody mouth, which was filled with insects covered in green liquid.
He used the trick he used against Mu Xiaojin back then.
But this time it's not a real bug, it's a magical one.
Of course Xu Wenjing didn't notice it and started vomiting directly.
"Actually, I am..." She took out a book and put it on the table, and ran away unable to bear it anymore.
"Detailed explanation of Qi Watching Technique?" Chen Shen looked at the big words on the cover and was a little surprised.
In order to expose his flaw, all this was used?
"If you kill me, I won't leave the coffin shop." Chen Shen opened it, looked at it, and then closed it directly.
The book is a good book, but it's a pity that he has fully understood it, and it doesn't help him much.
In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.
On this day, deep bells sounded in the Purple Garden.
"He passed away. The most outstanding Zihe-level Qi Luck Master in the contemporary era failed to survive the tribulation and died five hundred years ago.
That year, he personally took action and carved the luck formation for General Yingtian. He still vividly remembers it. Now, a prodigy has emerged from the general's descendants, but this luck master has passed away. "
"It is not easy to become an immortal. Five hundred years of golden elixir will eventually pass by in a blink of an eye."
"So what if the Nascent Soul lasts for a thousand years, I have no hope, and I still can't become an ancestor."
Countless people felt sorry for this luck master from the Man'an Palace of the Ming Dynasty.
His talent for cultivation was not as good as before, and he fell on the road to the Nascent Soul.
Not everyone can break the Nascent Soul and become a god.
Some people envy the supreme status of Qi Luck Masters, but many Qi Luck Masters are enamored with the ancestors of small families, shattering the Nascent Soul and extending their lives by five hundred years.
It can only be said that you cannot have your cake and eat it too, there is hope in cultivating the Tao, but there is no other way, and vice versa.
Not long after the death knell rang, another burst of bells rang.
"A few more masters of luck have passed away. They have not yet become Yuanying. Five hundred years have passed, and the oil has dried up."
"Although your status is high and your spiritual stones are inexhaustible, you can't sit back and wait with me to see what happens next in the world."
…
The death knell sounded frequently for two months.
"The fortune masters who are approaching their longevity are almost dead. The time to recruit apprentices has come." Chen Shen whispered and signed up as a coffin shop master.
There are not many people. Although the benefits are great, they have been studying luck all their lives, but they cannot use luck to break through.
This is a tragedy for many people who value cultivation and longevity more.
However, compared to the number of places recruited, there is still an overflow of ten times.
"I don't know how many people have background connections, can I stand out from them?" Chen Shen stood in the queue, looked at it, and thought to himself.
"Chen Shen!" someone called him. He turned around and saw Xu Wenjing waving to him happily.
This damn charm...!
No, it’s a honey trap, don’t fall for it.
Chen Shen nodded slightly, then quickly turned his head.
It was just a nod of acquaintance, nothing more.
After signing up, he ignored Xu Wenjing's request to wait and went directly back to the coffin shop, working steadily.
"You didn't go?" Chen Shen discovered that Wang Lan, the master of destiny, did not sign up.
"I am satisfied with my current life." It seems that after what happened to Zhang Qiang, she has looked away.
It's not bad to be a serious fortune teller, and the business in the store is not busy.
This kind of life is very nourishing.
"That's right. I'll try to win the apprenticeship and enter the Purple Garden."
Mr. Mo came here to encourage Chen Shen.
Xu Wenjing also came here, her face seemed a little angry because someone didn't wait for her.
"Come on, see you Ziyuan." What surprised Chen Shen was that the other party also came to encourage her.
Could it be that the beauty trap is working and I have fallen into it?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
He shook his head lightly, not thinking about these messy things. The most important thing was to prepare for the apprenticeship of Ziyuan Qi Luck Master.
"For the sake of the quota, I have to do my best."
In the evening, Chen Shen, who was hesitant, made a decision. He did not hide his clumsiness and went all out to try to get a spot.
A month later, the recruitment ceremony finally arrived.
There are only thirty apprentice places, and the number of participants is four hundred.
Not bad, I have more chances than being a question writer.
There is no interview session, and ten distinguished luck masters serve as judges.
Whoever you think is good, just find his name from the list and tick it.
On the eve of the competition, Wang Lan brought wine and food, which was rare, and wanted to have a drink with Chen Shen.
"I don't know if you can enter the Purple Garden, but your talent is better than mine, so you should have a chance."
she said.
"Whether there is a chance or not, I think Wang Tianshi should try it that day." Chen Shen said modestly and regretfully.
However, the latter shook his head slightly: "If there is no unofficial decision, I will give it a try. Unfortunately, many people have been unofficially confirmed. I am not as good as you. I definitely don't have the strength to win the few remaining places."
"Decided?"
Chen Shen was confused and the other party nodded slightly.
"Don't you know? Since you want to go to the Purple Garden, you should find out more about it. Many people are appointed without permission. For example, we have three people in the coffin shop. The recruitment ceremony is just a formality."
"How did you know this?" Chen Shen was obviously stunned for a long time before asking.
"A year ago, I told a fortune for a fairly good customer. I was invited to a teahouse for dinner and listened to the conversation between these three people." Wang Lan said.
Looking at each other in silence, Chen Shen drank a glass of wine.
When he competed the next day, he finally understood the meaning of the default decision.
Not only are they just going through the motions, these usually lazy people, such as Xu Wenjing, can actually carve formations with one hand. They seem to be very talented.
Of course, Chen Shen is not bad either. He also has one hand and is the first to succeed.
The target is the coffin, which is divided into two levels.
"This guy is good!" When Chen Shen didn't hide his clumsiness, he naturally performed outstandingly.
This caused the ten referee luck masters to stroke their beards, smile and nod.
"But success or failure lies in the second level. I wonder if he can come out on top in the second level." A fortune teller said, holding a list of participants.
Among them, more than thirty names have already been ticked, this is the default decision!
"Purple Gold Mountain River Technique, Baiyan Chapter!"
When the second level passed, a golden light appeared in front of him. He took it out and took a look before he knew it.
The second level is actually to comprehend the Purple Gold Mountain and River Technique!
This is the Supreme Luck Book of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty. Although it is only the introductory Baiyan Chapter, it is also very precious and can only be learned by the Qi Luck Masters guarding the mausoleum.
"Within two sticks of incense, comprehend as much as you can, and just engrave what you get on the coffin." A luck master said loudly.
"It's not too difficult. If I weren't about to compete, I would have prepared my own luck formation." Chen Shen opened the book and nodded slightly.
…
Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, the time for two sticks of incense was up.
Chen Shen won one of the few places with an impressive second place.
He lamented that there was a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Prince An's Mansion, and there were people who were more accomplished in formations than he was.
In fact, if he knew the truth, and he was as passionate as Lu Changqing, he would probably kill these ten luck masters with his sword.
Because the talent of the first place is really high, and because he is determined by himself, he started to understand the Baiyan Formation two months ago!
"From now on, when you enter the Purple Garden and become a companion of Qi Luck, you will be under my sect and become a Baiyan level Qi Luck Master before you start your training."
A green bird-level luck master said to the ten apprentices in front of him.
Thirty people were practicing under three luck masters.
"It turns out it's him!" Chen Shen thought as he looked at the luck master who was about to become his teacher.
The other party was the noble luck master who tested him a few years ago.
"Chen Shen!" What surprised him even more was that Xu Wenjing and three others were in the same door as him, and Xu Wenjing was shouting to him.
"Go back today, pack everything, and come to Ziyuan early tomorrow morning."
Green Bird Luck Master Zhao Decai waved his hand and dismissed everyone.
…
"Congratulations, future noble luck master!"
When Wang Lan learned about the coffin shop, she sincerely congratulated her.
Chen Shen clasped his fists and nodded slightly.
Today he will be laid in a coffin for the last night.
"Where's Wang Lan?" In the evening, Mr. Mo brought several bottles of wine over.
"I went to tell my fortune." Chen Shen said casually.
Wang Lan often stayed up at night, and he didn't know what he was doing.
I just occasionally see him come back the next day, his face glowing red and moisturized.
"Okay, I will see you off tonight." Mr. Mo said.
"Thank you, Mr. Mo, for taking care of me all these years."
Chen Shen looked solemn and saluted.
"Don't mention this. You deserve this. You will become a fortune master in the future. Just come back and visit more often. You can also take care of the store's business."
The other party smiled, and Chen Shen nodded in affirmation.
"Come, have a drink." The two clinked a drink.
While they were chatting, Chen Shen's expression suddenly changed and he felt weak all over and his limbs were weak.
"Mr. Mo, I'm feeling a little unwell. I'm afraid I won't be able to drink with you anymore."
With that said, Chen Shen stood up from the table with difficulty.
boom!
However, after taking a few steps, he could no longer hold on and fell down.
"Do you feel that your whole body is weak and you can't use your cultivation skills?"
At this time, a voice sounded, and he turned his head and saw Mr. Mo playing with the wine glass with a calm expression.
"Mr. Mo, this is..." Chen Shen's face changed drastically and his voice was weak.
"The Cartilage Sealing Yuan Powder will cause the Yuanying to collapse after eating it. It will be unable to function and cultivate. Its limbs will be weak and it can only be slaughtered by others."
Mr. Mo stood up slightly, came to Chen Shen and said coldly.
"Why did Mr. Mo treat me like this?" Chen Shen looked ugly and tried to get up, but fell down again and again.
"Stop struggling feebly, this is the day I've been waiting for."
The other party shook his head slightly.
"Why?" Chen Shenhan asked, trying to activate his cultivation, but he couldn't activate his spiritual power no matter what, which seemed very painful.
"Shouldn't I ask you this question?"
Mr. Mo said:
"Back then, you pretended to be a pitiful person and lingered in front of my shop for many days. I thought you were another person who wanted to enter the coffin shop to make money.
I will use my plan to bring you in to see what you are going to do.
But your seriousness in doing things makes me impressed. I feel in my heart that you are indeed an honest and hard-working poor person. "
"But when I took out the complete Qi Watching Technique, I knew your purpose.
You are extremely talented, but you went to Ziyuan. "
"Even if I go to Ziyuan, I will do you no harm at all. Why did you poison me?" Chen Shen almost shouted, his face a little pale.
“It’s indeed harmless to me if you go to Ziyuan, and it’s also beneficial.
But you have to remember that you can become a disciple of Ziyuan's luck. That is the opportunity I gave you. But in the future, will you share with me what you earn in Ziyuan? "
"Give it to you, give it all to you, as long as you let me go!" Chen Shen begged.
However, Mr. Mo shook his head gently: "I have a soul-sharing method that can devour the soul and seize the body. From now on, whatever you get in the Purple Garden will be mine."
"So that's what you had in mind, you beast!"
"Don't shout, it's useless to break your throat."
Mr. Mo shook his head and said:
"Tell me, what are your last words? I won't have a chance in the future."
"that…"
"I want to ask, when you said that Zhang Qiang framed me, it was not the work of Xu Wenjing and the others, but your handiwork?"
Although Mr. Mo wondered why the other party would ask this, he still smiled and nodded:
"If I don't do this, how can I get your favor and get in touch with you? But you are also stupid. You know clearly that they have made an appointment, but you don't doubt what I said at the beginning, and you don't have any defense against me."
"That day when Zhang Qiang's incident happened, I just did it casually. It can not only make you grateful, but also get rid of this bad guy. It kills two birds with one stone. Why not do it."
"So." Chen Shen touched his chin and said to himself:
"Xu Wenjing didn't use some honey trap to kill me, but she really likes me?"
"Huh?" Mo Lao was stunned, why did the other party care about this now?
"Okay, I understand."
However, the next scene left Mr. Mo stunned and almost petrified.
Chen Shen, who had been lying down suddenly stood up, as if nothing had happened, and even flexed his muscles.
The other party also showed an apologetic look:
"Sorry, I'm numb. Stand up and move around."
"What?" Mr. Mo yelled, still looking in disbelief.
"You know I'm going to deal with you?" he asked.
"I know." Chen Shen nodded.
It turned out that he had no doubts until he learned about the internal decision from Wang Lan, and then he understood everything.
It’s already been decided, so why are you planning on him? I'm idle.
"It doesn't matter since you were on guard, you still want to die!"
A burst of spiritual cultivation spewed out from Mo Lao's body.
"It's hidden deep enough, but I knew it when I entered your store." Chen Shen said with a smile, not caring.
"Huh?" Mr. Mo was surprised.
"Do you know why I want to enter your coffin shop?" Chen Shen said.
"Why?"
"Because other stores are too low-cultivated and I don't like them!"
"ha?"
"What the hell, search for souls!"
"Just Jin Dan, you are so calm and dare to search for my soul. Who gave you the courage?"
"Liang Jingru!"
"???" Mr. Mo.
But then he was shocked. The opponent was not at the middle stage of Jindan cultivation, but Yuanying perfection!
Moreover, that divine soul power is more than ten times more powerful than his ancestor who transformed into gods!
This damn guy is clearly a monastic genius!
The kind of peerless genius.
But why bother with a fortune-teller who has no future?
Mr. Mo couldn't figure it out, and there was no one to answer it for him.
With regret, his soul was swallowed up by Chen Shen, and his death was not very peaceful.
"I will bury you later and seize the body first. It's a pity that one-tenth of the power of the soul has been lost. I feel so distressed." Chen Shen said in pain.
