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Chapter 181 Send Me a White Lotus

Chen Shi was quite moved by these enthusiastic Sanren. At night, the boy took out his grandfather's spirit tablet from the wooden cart, lit three incense sticks, and said silently in his heart: "Grandpa, I found the Sanren organization. The people here treat me very well and speak nicely. Although some people treat me badly occasionally, they treat me very well after being beaten by others. Grandpa, are you okay down there? You don't have to worry about me."

He placed the incense in the small incense burner in front of the spirit tablet, took out the bedding, spread it out, and planned to sleep outdoors.

The black pot was sleeping nearby.

Li Tianqing disappeared somewhere. Heiguo cooked his meal, but he did not come back to eat it.

Chen Shi lay down and looked at the sky.

Even at night, the Fog Ridge was as bright as day. Huge spirits sat in the air, and only the sky and earth in the distance fell into darkness.

Many independent people do not rest, but stay up all night to share what they have learned and gained in the past ten years.

Above the Wuling Mountain, there are large and small void realms, like layers of sky, which are very dazzling.

In those vast void realms there are the sun, the moon, the stars, emitting bright light, forming a world of their own.

Only by returning to the void realm can one cultivate into the void realm, and this realm is unattainable for Chen Shi.

The gap is too big.

There are not many such people even among ordinary people, and their status is extremely high.

Even if one is an ordinary person, if he can get guidance from such an existence, he will be ecstatic and regard it as the fate bestowed by his ancestors.

Every individual who was invited to enter the Void Realm was flattered and walked in with a pilgrimage mentality.

Chen Shi had not known how high the status of the two elders Han Qian was before. After seeing that the status of the Huanxu realm was so high, he realized how powerful these two inconspicuous old men were.

Han Shan Sanren's advice is definitely worth far more than three taels of silver.

All beings in the Return to Void Realm would be proud to be guided by them!

"If Hanshan Sanren is so strong, why did he get beaten so badly? It looks like he has several broken bones."

Chen Shi was puzzled. No one told him what happened after his death, so he didn't know that the reason why the two elders Han and Qian were in such a miserable state was because of him.

"I'd better practice the Mind Control and Changes that Hanshan Sanren taught me first, and practice these two spells until I'm familiar with them."

Chen Shi didn't look down on these independent people, but he had been taught by his grandfather for the past two years. His grandfather's casual advice might be the secrets of cultivation that people outside would try their best to get.

What's more, he was familiar with all kinds of talismans and had comprehended the mysteries of magic from the talismans. He felt that the magic skills comprehended by these independent people did not achieve much.

Even, it may not be as good as the skills outside the True King’s Tomb!
What's more, he had never been to the True King's Tomb, where there were many skills comparable to the Water and Fire Refining Technique.

It doesn't matter whether he learns Sanren's martial arts or not.

On the contrary, the skills of controlling the mind and understanding changes taught by Hanshan Sanren can be compared with the talismans and the skills of the True King's Tomb taught by his grandfather, and are worthy of his study.

Chen Shi sat up, took a piece of paper, folded it into a paper crane, and held it in the palm of his hand.

He took a breath of true energy and circulated it in his chest three times. Then he raised his other hand and pointed his sword finger at the paper crane, and the tip of his finger emitted a transformation technique.

The paper crane actually flapped its wings in his palm and gradually flew up.

Chen Shi's mind was focused on the paper crane, using it as his eyes, but he could not see anything. Only then did he realize, "I forgot to put eyes on the paper crane!"

There is a legend in the countryside about adding finishing touches to the dragon's eyes. It is said that after painting a dragon, you cannot add finishing touches to the eyes easily. If you do, the dragon will fly out from the painted wall, turn into a real dragon, and break through the wall accompanied by thunder.

Simply folding a paper crane is not enough to complete this magical spell. You need to light up the eyes so that you can focus your mind and see clearly around you.

Chen Shi took out a cinnabar pen and put a small red dot on each of the paper crane's eyes.

The paper crane flew up, and he could indeed see the surrounding scene through the eyes of the paper crane. As the paper crane flew higher and higher, suddenly the transformation magic began to work. The paper crane became bigger and bigger, and it grew feathers, flesh, tendons and bones, and its internal organs began to form. It gradually transformed into a fairy crane, and let out a loud crane cry!

This crane is no different from a real crane!
The cranes flapped their wings and flew, shuttling between the sea of ​​clouds and the vast void, soaring around the huge spirits.

Suddenly, the crane spread its wings and flew high into the sky. Outside the clouds, moonlight was shining down. Chen Shi clearly sensed that traces of evil energy were invading the crane's body along with the moonlight.

However, this change is not drastic and the crane cannot be transformed into an evil spirit in a short period of time.

"Strange, the combination of Yuxinshen and Xiaochang seems strange, and it seems like something is missing."

Chen Shi flew on a crane. Although the crane was just a breath of true energy, after flying for a long time, the true energy was not consumed much.

Obviously, the purpose of Akatsuki's transformation spell is to preserve the true energy.

If it were any other spell, it would have been completely exhausted after flying for so long and would not have been able to fly too far.

For masters of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, it was already very powerful if their magic could fly dozens of miles. Even for the high-ranking officials in Gongzhou City, such as Fei Tianzheng and General Xia, their magic would fail after flying a hundred miles.

Xiao transformed the true qi and paper crane into a living crane, and used the crane's body to retain the true qi, so he could preserve the true qi for a long time.

"There should be another change later!"

Chen Shi suddenly realized, thinking, "If I reverse the magic of Xiao Transformation, I can turn the fairy crane back into a paper crane, and the true energy will not dissipate! So, what if the true energy turns into sword energy at this time?"

His heart was pounding as he suddenly thought of the third spell that Hanshan Sanren had not passed on to them. This should be the magic that could reverse changes, restore true energy, and kill people thousands of miles away!

As he figured this out, more thoughts popped up in his mind.

“That breath of true energy can not only turn into sword energy, but also turn into fire, water, thunder, and the Taotie Heaven-Swallowing Technique!”

"I can fight with people from a distance of a hundred miles or even further, in my nearly peak state! I can kill my opponents!"

"What Hanshan Sanren didn't teach me is the most crucial spell! No, it's the magical power!"

Spells are different from magical powers. Spells are performed with the help of talismans and are often borrowed powers, such as the various patterns and names of gods and demons drawn on talismans. Different spells borrow the power of different gods.

Supernatural powers are the power of the practitioner himself!

If Chen Shi could really master this kind of magic, it could be considered a supernatural power.

Half spell, half magical power.

"What if it's not a paper crane that flies out, but a flying sword?"

Chen Shi suddenly thought that, through the magic of Akatsuki Transformation, a paper crane could transform into a crane and fly away. So, could a flying sword also transform into a flying bird, flapping its wings in the air and saving energy?
When it flies thousands of miles away, the bird turns into a sword and kills the opponent!

How terrifying is this magical power?
"No wonder Hanshan Sanren said that if the people of Xijing see his letter, they will definitely agree to his request! This is not a request, but a show of skill. He is saying that I can take your head thousands of miles away, as easy as pie! If your cultivation is not as good as mine, you can only wait for death!"

Chen Shi secretly praised in his heart, "Han Shan San Ren is really generous!"

He didn't know that although Hanshan Sanren had this idea, the crane was pinched by the neck by the Creator Xiaowu as soon as he entered Xijing, and he had no intention of showing off his skills.

Chen Shi was very excited. He didn't have a flying sword in his hand, so he took out the knife he usually used to bleed the black pot and cast a spell on the knife. The knife was just an ordinary knife that can be found everywhere, seven inches long, with a four-inch handle and a three-inch blade. The blade was curved, with a sharp and pointed front end, shaped like a tiger's claw with a barb.

Chen Shi exhaled a breath of true energy and pointed his sword. Suddenly, the knife fluttered and turned into a skylark, flying up from his palm, flapping its wings and flying lightly.

The skylark flapped its wings at an extremely fast speed, coming and going in a flash. Although its speed was not as fast as Xiao Wangsun's Shrike Sword, its agility was even greater.

Chen Shi drove the skylark through the clouds and arrived at the mountains below.

In the distance, dozens of sky listeners were either squatting on the treetops, hanging upside down on the branches, or squatting on the boulders, listening with their ears attentively and recording something at a rapid speed.

Chen Shi drove a skylark to fly over and land on a branch. Those who were listening listened attentively, but after a while they turned their ears away and ignored him.

"Han Shan San Ren is amazing!"

Chen Shi couldn't help but be moved. These days, the listeners didn't realize that the skylark was not a skylark!

They thought it was just an ordinary lark and ignored it!
"If I take action now, I might kill all those who have listened to me!"

Such a thought popped up in Chen Shi’s mind.

However, the Heavenly Listeners and the Sanren seemed to be in a mysterious state of balance. The Heavenly Listeners monitored the movements of the Sanren, while the Sanren turned a blind eye to their monitoring, which was very strange.

Chen Shi did not break this delicate balance, and ordered the skylark to flap its wings and fly away.

He traveled among the round mountains of the Henggong Mountains and made a wonderful discovery: there were actually villages among these mountains, and in the villages, godmothers of different forms were worshipped to protect the people in these villages.

At night, the images of these godmothers would come alive; some would stand on treetops, some would sit in pagodas, and some would wander around the village.

If any evil spirit approaches, the godmothers will take action to drive it away.

He flew all the way, always carefully controlling the distance so as not to go too far and lose the knife his grandfather left for him.

At this time, a mountain range came into his sight.

There were lights on the mountain and lanterns were hung under the palaces. The palaces were brightly lit. Chen Shi was wondering when suddenly a Yuanying the size of a bean flew past him.

Although the Nascent Soul was small, it contained extremely powerful power and was extremely fast. It suddenly stopped and turned to look at Chen Shi.

Although it was only the size of a bean, only an inch in length, Chen Shi could clearly see the man's facial features. He was a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard.

"How can this person see through me?" Chen Shi was stunned.

"Little bird!"

The middle-aged man's Nascent Soul came roaring and grabbed at Yunque.

"It turns out you didn't see through me."

Chen Shi felt relieved and controlled the skylark with his mind, flying it up and down to avoid the pursuit of the Nascent Soul. Suddenly, it rushed into the woods and disappeared.

The middle-aged man's Yuanying thought he had caught a bird to play with, but he didn't expect that his move would miss. He looked dazed, shook his head, and said in a lost voice: "I actually missed!"

He flew towards the palace on the mountain.

Chen Shi waited until he flew far away, then flapped his wings and flew out of the woods, following the Nascent Soul into a mountain gate.

There are two cauldrons at the mountain gate, with incense smoke rising from them. Behind the smoke are two mythical beasts with deer horns on their heads. They look like lions, about two or three feet tall, and are extremely majestic.

This is the mythical beast guarding the mountain gate. It was originally a stone statue, but with the increase of incense offerings, it gathered extraordinary power and took on the form of a god. It then appeared at night to guard the mountain gate.

The three words "Taiping Gate" are written on the mountain gate.

"Taipingmen? Is it a gang similar to Hongshantang Tianmuhui?"

Chen Shi flew through the mountain gate. The two divine beasts did not stop him. They looked sideways at him, thinking he was just an ordinary skylark.

When they arrived at the palace on the top of the mountain, they saw that the disciples of Taiping Gate were still awake in the middle of the night. They had dragged in a number of white wooden boats from somewhere, and many boys and girls were carrying wooden barrels filled with black dog blood and cinnabar mixed together.

They were almost lying on these small boats, carefully tracing the talisman patterns on them.

Chen Shi flapped his wings and flew over. There were white banners hanging in the sky and various patterns painted on the ground. More than a dozen middle-aged men and women were sitting on the altars and shrines around them. They looked like gods and were solemn and dignified.

The boys and girls drew the talismans on the boat and left with their buckets.

Some more boys and girls came over and stood beside the boat.

The dozen or so middle-aged men and women each pointed their fingers, and saw clouds forming in the air, each cloud was only about ten feet in diameter.

The middle-aged men and women pointed again, and the rope tied to the boat immediately stood up and passed through the swirling clouds.

"You only have a quarter of an hour to pick the Resurrection Lotus."

A woman opened her eyes, her gaze was emotionless, and she said, "After you pick the Soul-Returning Lotus, come back immediately, don't stay. Remember, don't make any noise, or you'll alarm the gods in heaven, and none of you will be able to come back alive!"

Those boys and girls were in rags, and they must be from poor families. Without saying a word, they grabbed the rope and climbed up. When they climbed under the white clouds, they stopped.

"They are the ones who went to the underworld to steal white lotus!"

Chen Shi suddenly came to his senses and cheered up, "The young lady who gave me the white lotus should be here too, right? She is also a disciple of Taiping Sect, right?"

He looked at the faces of these young men and women, but did not see the girl with pigtails who gave him the white lotus.

Chen Shi flapped his wings and searched for a week, but still couldn't find the girl.

The girl who gave him the white lotus can be said to be his savior. If it weren't for that white lotus, Chen Shi might not have been able to hold on until Hei Guo came to rescue him.

Suddenly, the sky cracked open, revealing round holes, and at the other end of the holes was the underworld!

The boys and girls then worked hard to pull the ropes, pulled the boat onto the clouds, and then carefully sent the boat through the round hole to the underworld.

Chen Shi looked towards the cave entrance, and sure enough, at the other end of the cave was a swamp full of white lotuses.

One by one, the boys and girls quietly leaned their heads into the round hole, looked around, and when they found there was no danger, they quietly slid down along the rope.

“So this is how they entered the underworld.”

Chen Shi suddenly realized, and thought, "The monks from Taiping Gate should have asked these young men and women to steal white lotus from the lotus field, and the ghost in the sky was the one who was farming. But where is the young lady who gave me the white lotus?"

He flew back and forth in Taiping Gate, and finally found the girl with a pigtail in the back hills of Taiping Gate.

She was very ill and was dying.

——Is the monthly ticket ranking so fierce? I was squeezed out of the top ten! Please give me monthly tickets
(End of this chapter)