I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 85 The Feeling of Complete Body Cultivation
Jin Shangde felt that he was persuaded. Everything the young man said was so just right!

He scooped up a handful of red kimchi with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it with big mouthfuls, and the corners of his mouth were full of oil. He showed an expression full of enjoyment and said, "If I put a piece of sizzling barbecued meat in the kimchi at this time, it would be so delicious. I think no other delicacy in the world can compare to it..."

"Pfft."

Chen Qingyuan also tasted the kimchi. He was thinking about the life question "What does this taste like?" when he suddenly heard Jin Shangde say this. The kimchi sprayed on the table: "Sorry, I suddenly remembered that I got an excellent student award when I was a child. Now I feel a little happy when I think about it."

The technological development of the world he lives in is similar to that of the world in "Tomb Raider". The distance between the north and the south is only a matter of a few hours by plane.

I have basically tried all the down-to-earth delicacies, such as roast duck, mutton soup with steamed buns, rice noodles, rice rolls, Dongpo pork, and spicy soup. Each has its own characteristics and ever-changing taste.

I've also tried kimchi in provinces that love spicy food, and the taste is quite different from that in South Korea.

Jin Shangde finished eating kimchi and took a few mouthfuls of rice, and said, "I don't know your name yet, can you introduce yourself in a little more detail?"

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "My name is Chen Guilin. I'm Chinese and I'm a traveler who likes to travel around. Because of my physical condition, I always encounter strange things, so I entered this strange business. It's been more than a month now..."

Jin Shangde's movement of eating froze.

I have been in the industry for more than a month. What is the difference between this and not being in the industry?
Before he could speak, his old partner Gao Ronggen pushed up his glasses and laughed, "Do you know how many years our Master Jin Shangde has been in the industry? I was almost scared by you just now. Let me tell you, forty years, a full forty years of career, helping the living and the dead find countless suitable lands!
At least half of the wealthy people who can appear on TV now have commissioned him to find feng shui sites.

If you want us to believe you, why not tell us what amazing things you have done since you started working? After all, if you haven’t been in the industry for a long time, some shocking things can also increase your persuasiveness. "

"That makes sense."

Chen Qingyuan agreed. He stroked the texture on the pestle with his fingers and said, "This magic weapon was given to me by a master who lives in seclusion in the market. He is both a Feng Shui master and a magician. He reads Feng Shui when he has nothing to do and kills evil spirits when he encounters them. He is one of the people I respect very much...

The first time I worked with him was to suppress a thirty-year-old collection of children's resentment.

After leaving this master, I traveled alone. I encountered demons pretending to be gods, ancient female ghosts who raised humans as children, hideous female ghosts who performed operas in the middle of the night, and I killed evil spirits that could possess human bodies at will without any barriers! They are all dead now..."

Jin Shangde is an experienced man who has seen countless people.

Chen Guilin is young, but when he talks about these things, there is a hint of nostalgia in his eyes, which is clearly the look that comes from describing real experiences...

Assi.

It's only been over a month and you've encountered so many weird things. Are you living in hell?
He felt that he shouldn't be sitting here, he should be lying under the car...

Gao Ronggen really wanted to respect Chen Qingyuan, a wealthy guest, but he couldn't help but say, "You are really too outrageous. I tried very hard to believe it, but at your age, even if you are gifted and can fight ghosts, you still have to interact with people... In this line of work, encountering fierce humans is more terrifying than fierce ghosts!"

Stop the fucking talking.

Jin Shangde covered half of his face with one hand and said in a low voice: "Lao Gao, don't worry about this kind of thing anymore..."

Chen Qingyuan still needed these two to advance the plot. He looked around and saw no one was paying attention. He put away the demon-subduing pestle with a flick of his right hand. With another flick, the heavy PX4 pistol fell into his palm. He pointed the muzzle at Gao Ronggen and said, "You're right. I've encountered this kind of thing before. When magic weapons don't work, I use hot weapons..." Gao Ronggen's smile froze and he said awkwardly, "Play, toys, right?"

Chen Qingyuan pushed out the magazine and pushed out the 9mm bullets one by one. The sound of them hitting the table was so real: "Many thinkers like you will change their minds about me and their serious attitude towards it before they die... Mr. Gao, the money I give you is not for questioning me."

He put away the gun and waved to the waiter to bring a plate of grilled rice cakes for a change of taste.

Jin Shangde and Gao Ronggen were so restless that they felt like their chairs had nails on them. They looked at each other, and Gao Ronggen saw a deep concern in Jin Shangde's eyes.

Chen Qingyuan used chopsticks to write down a row of numbers on the table and said, "It seems that I have embarrassed you two. This is my contact number, Mr. Jin... If the witch named Hua Lin comes to introduce you to this 'iron nail' business, please contact me... This way, a few people will die."

In the play, the samurai general is tall and full of hostility, but he is slow in doing things and always thinks about eating melons and fish. At the end, he is stabbed to death by an old guy like Kim Sang-deok with a branch soaked in horse blood. It is really a plot killing. He claimed that he was a general who had fought in Sekigahara and had made great military achievements.

Chen Qingyuan did not say how to kill the general.

There is no need for this.

Even if this thing is released, it will return to the place where it was buried and continue to exist as a "nail".

But the grandfather of the wealthy Park Geun-eun, the vice chairman of the committee, was released from the coffin and killed several of his descendants in succession...

in the hotel.

Chen Qingyuan sat cross-legged on the bed, with his small Guandao placed horizontally on his legs, his palms facing the sky, making the Three Purities Seal on his left and right, emptying his mind and imagining that his body was absorbing the surrounding energy.

The last time he practiced was in the world of "Old Corpse in Mountain Village". Because of his soul, he didn't feel anything at all during his practice.

Now practice again, with the tip of the tongue against the roof of the mouth, and breathe in and out in a unique way.

Chen Qingyuan instantly felt the air around him become thicker, and the pores of his body opened up. He swallowed the essence in it with his "autonomous consciousness", circulated it in his body, and exhaled it through his mouth and nose...

This is the most simple and basic way of practicing Taoism.

Breathe.

Absorb the essence of heaven and earth to temper yourself, with the body as the furnace, the five internal organs as medicine, the tendons and veins as the path, and the spiritual energy as the guide.

This was the cultivation method given to her by He Ma of Wan Ying Palace. She had practiced for decades and had a high talent, but without an altar to bless her with faith or the assistance of a statue, it was not as effective as a pistol in striking down demons and monsters...

When she taught this set of cultivation methods, she particularly emphasized that one must not be too ambitious or impatient, as haste makes waste.

I am afraid that when a hot-tempered young man like Chen Qingyuan is practicing, he will not see the "progress bar" of practice, nor the prospects, and suddenly go crazy and flip the table...

(End of this chapter)