Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 396 I have something to ask, and I hope Brother Dao agrees
"Brother Dao's strength is so strong, the poor Daoist has only seen it in his life!"

The old man had a flattering expression on his face, but the expression on his face was very sincere, obviously deep down in his heart he thought so too.

"This is the first time I've been out since I've been practicing. Apart from knowing that I'm a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, I don't know anything about the cultivation world. Can fellow Taoists give me some knowledge?"

Killing this veteran is just a matter of raising one's hand, but after all, the other party protects one side's safety, even if it attacks Lianxiang, it is just a clear light, and I am afraid that he still thinks that the fairy Lianxiang is pestering him.

Generally speaking, the other party is not a bad person, and neither party has a deadly enmity.

In a world with ghosts, if he wanted to really kill a person, he also had to find the other person's true spirit and make the other person's soul fly away. Zhao Wen would not be so cruel.

The other is to be able to understand the world through the other party. Although a casual cultivator doesn't know much, he can make a rough judgment based on what he knows.

All the way forward, until you reach a small intersection, along the path, there is a small Taoist temple, but it can be clearly seen that the Taoist temple has become a ruin.

There was still the aura of the tiger demon on it. Obviously, this old man didn't lie to himself. He really made trouble with the tiger demon, but he didn't hit him.

"What a villain, dare to destroy my mountain gate!" The old Taoist looked angrily.

The most important thing in his life is to establish a Taoist temple, be able to pass on his own skills, and maybe after many years, he can also become the patriarch of the sect.

The other is that there is a top-level magical weapon, which is the long flag that Zhao Wen held when he met it. Sword energy can be emitted from the long flag.

But now only for a while, the long banner was directly destroyed by Zhao Wenlei's method, and the Taoist temple was also turned into ruins, his complexion changed drastically in an instant, and suddenly became pale as paper.

"Fellow Daoists don't need to be too sad!"

Zhao Wen raised his hand a little, and a large plate of gold appeared in front of the old man, and he sent it to the old man.

"It's just a Taoist temple. As long as I want, I can build a hundred and eighty ones at any time!" A hundred catties of gold is a huge fortune for an old Taoist, but to Zhao Wen, it is not even a drop in the bucket.

"Thank you, Brother Daoist, for your help. I am so grateful!" The old Daoist saluted Zhao Wen sincerely, his eyes full of gratitude.

This Taoist temple is already his last hope. If it is gone, it is absolutely impossible for him to build one at his current age.

"If you are grateful, forget it. I have something to ask, and I hope Brother Dao will agree!"

Zhao Wen took a step back, bowed and bowed to the old Taoist in front of him: "Brother Tao also saw it, and I have taken in a maid, but I dare not pass on my Maoshan Kungfu before I get the permission of my elders!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Wen looked at the old Taoist with anticipation: "Since the Taoist brother is a casual cultivator, he must be able to make his own decisions about the exercises. I wonder if I can use the poor Taoist to have a look!"

After cultivating to the first level of life, no matter the soul, body or mana will have a huge improvement.

But Lianxiang only has a first-level life in her body, she has no magic power at all, and her soul is like an ordinary person.

Based on Zhao Wen's experience, it is completely impossible to analyze the reason.

But the old Taoist is a local monk in this world. Although he is in the same realm as himself, the primordial spirit of the other party is undoubtedly pitiful to Zhao Wen.

Of course, this is due to the fact that there are too many practitioners in the world itself, and too little energy absorbed and transformed, but the difference in strength is visible to the naked eye.

The Jinyiwei couldn't do anything to the tiger demon, but if they were to be replaced by the veterans in front of them, they would definitely kill each one without stopping at all!
The old man looked at the gold in his hand bitterly, but he didn't expect the price of this plate of gold to be so high.

In this barren mountain and wild ridge, facing a strong man whose strength is far stronger than his own, the old man can't say no to it anyway.

He took out a wooden box from his bosom very carefully, opened it and glanced at the box, and he knew the extremely old cultivation technique, and slowly handed it to Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen didn't even read the name of the exercise after receiving it, so he opened it directly and flipped through it.

The kung fu is extremely simple, far inferior to Maoshan kung fu, and it can only be cultivated to the level of primordial spirit.

The only difference from Maoshan Kung Fu is that this Kung Fu mainly focuses on the soul, and only a few small spells have the application of spiritual power, and a method of refining sword banners is attached at the back.

Behind the exercises, there are records of various experiences, which made Zhao Wen's eyes brighten, and he looked carefully.

Carefully watching Zhao Wen with all his attention, he found that he swept away the cultivation technique that he valued the most, and instead looked seriously at what he had seen in the cultivation world behind him. With a wry smile.

Although he also knew that the disciples of famous sects looked down on the exercises he cultivated. Zhao Wen's breath of life was unusually young, but his thunder technique was unimaginably powerful. The exercises cultivated by such a person must have been passed down from the gods in the sky.

But the treasure that he valued the most was dismissed by others, so how could he be in a good mood.

After flipping through the classics of the old Taoist, he glanced at the curious Lianxiang, returned the classics to the old Taoist, and left in a dao after a ceremony.

There are two ways for goblins to embark on the road of cultivation. One is to guide them to read and read from an early age, supplemented by various elixir, slowly lay the foundation of cultivation, and then transform into a form to embark on the road of cultivation.

The other is to absorb the inspiration from heaven and earth by chance, and directly transform into form.

Both paths need to be transformed before they can embark on the road of cultivation, but in the description of the two paths, the extremely difficult transformation in other worlds seems to be extremely easy.

However, thinking that there is nothing in the world of Liaozhai that cannot become a demon, the vixen who appears randomly is a big family, and even the servants of these vixen can be transformed into human forms, but Lianxiang, who is alone like this, becomes special.

With a light wave of his hand, he has already appeared in the formation space of the Tiangang Disha Great Formation.

"Eat this!" He raised his hand and grabbed a ginseng plant, completely ignoring the wave of begging for life from the ginseng, and handed it to Lianxiang.

After swallowing the transformation of the heaven and earth, if you can't embark on the road of cultivation, your life expectancy will be worse than that of ordinary people.

Zhao Wen did remember that Lianxiang died after giving birth to a son named Sang in Liaozhai, and the two hadn't been together for long.

Zhao Wen didn't want to die so easily after finding an interesting maid.

Maoshan exercises cannot be taught, and it is impossible to find a suitable practice method for a while, but the aura and spirituality in this ginseng can completely make up for the loss of lotus fragrance when it transforms into form!
(End of this chapter)