One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 102: 101: Stealing God

In this way, these disciples of the lower house listened to Zhao Fuyun's teachings every now and then, and they in turn enlightened the Taoists in their practice.

In such a prosperous city, Zhao Fuyun actually had a feeling of tranquility in the midst of noise, which was quite in line with his state of mind for cultivation: no matter how noisy it is outside, there is a corner of tranquility in my heart.

Zhao Fuyun sorted out what he had learned and practiced magic.

There is no large sky like Jiguanaling where he can practice magic here, and he cannot cast spells in such a large scale. However, magic requires practice, and can only be mastered and improved through thousands of times of practice.

So he had no place to practice magic and could only practice in his room.

Because the room was small and contained tables, chairs, and various furniture, he had to cast the spell very carefully in order not to break these things.

In the beginning, he was restrained and did not dare to use much strength. He practiced by pinching his magic power. Gradually, he was able to use his magic power by pinching it. After practice, he was able to use it freely step by step.

Xun Lanyin left after living there for more than half a month. He didn't know what she was doing there, but he felt that Guangyuan Prefecture was definitely still within the sight of the senior cultivators in the mountains.

He was still practicing in the room.

Daluo waved his sleeves.

I saw a person tumbling and circling in the room, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. There seemed to be a strong wind in the room, but the wind was short and condensed, wrapping tightly around his body.

When he waved his sleeves, it was always a yin and yang movement, alternating back and forth. His body moved with his hands, and his feet moved with his body. There was no fixed pattern. This was developed based on the Yin-Yang Eighteen Plates control method.

However, he felt that he might need to learn some unarmed combat techniques in order to fit in.

In addition, he came up with a spell in which he combined the art of illusion with the method of summoning gods.

I could transform my shadow into a human before, but I felt that transforming my shadow into a human didn’t seem to be of much use.

But then he couldn't help but think, wouldn't it be perfect if he could use the magic of summoning gods to invite the 'Red Flame God' out to fight for him?

And he had such a clear sense of the aura of Lord Red Flame. His mind was full of ideas. He pointed at the flame of the lamp, and the flame began to change. A person actually slowly emerged from the flame.

The person grew bigger as the lights flickered. At first, it was just the outline of a person, but slowly, the outline became clearer and clearer.

This man was wearing a fiery red robe and a fiery red crown.

He didn't know whether there really was a Red Flame God in the depths of the sky, or whether this Red Flame God was just a conceptual existence.

At this time, this 'Red Flame God' can be said to be his own thoughts, fused with the charm of the Red Flame God in the dark.

He waved his hand, and the god in the flames disappeared again. The light was still the light. He pointed at the shadow on the ground again, and the black shadow turned red, and quickly became full and bright, transforming into a Taoist priest in a flaming robe.

This Taoist not only possesses the spirit of Lord Red Flame, but also the manifestation of the talisman magic in his dantian.

However, if one wants to borrow more of the Red Flame God's divine power, or divine charm, one may need a special method to feel it.

But then I thought, some priests in the Red Flame God Temple actually know similar spells and also borrow the power of the Red Flame God. I just don't know how I compare to them.

This spell was cultivated based on his own talisman seeds.

But he felt that if Master Xun knew about this, he would say it was just a fancy spell.

In addition to this, one can use fire to refine the body. After the skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs are clear, one can then turn into fire and escape.

Fortunately, he had been practicing fire magic and summoning spirits for so many years, and his entire body had been almost burned out. He felt that he was not far from mastering the art of fire escape.

Another thing was to practice the Art of Sword and Weapon, a spell that few people in Tiandu Mountain practiced, but the more he practiced it, the more he felt that the great way was simple. In this spell, he seemed to see a kind of mystery that brought all spells together.

……

"Your Majesty."

In Daoziyuan, someone suddenly called out Zhao Fuyun.

When I turned around, it was Sun Chengze.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Are you free today, sir?" Sun Chengze asked.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"My aunt wants to invite the instructor for tea." Sun Chengze said a little embarrassedly. He felt that his aunt wanted the instructor to give him more care, and he didn't want this. However, his aunt had told him very seriously before that she must invite the instructor.

He was raised by his aunt since he was a child, and he dared not disobey his aunt, so he came to ask for the job.

"Oh, would you like some tea?" When Zhao Fuyun heard him mention 'Aunt', his heart skipped a beat for some reason.

As long as a person is alive, his heart will beat. Normally, one will not feel anything when his heart beats normally. However, when he is in danger, he will always feel more panic or as if he is frightened.

There is also the possibility that the robbery talisman will have some kind of revelation.

"We also have a tea garden at home, called Dragon Claw in the Mist. My aunt picked the tea herself, and it has the effect of calming the soul and nourishing the mind. Because it is the first new tea of the year, my aunt said she wanted to invite the teacher to drink it to thank him for reopening the Daoziyuan."

Zhao Fuyun smiled and said, "No need. Please thank your aunt for me. As a teacher, I should do everything I can."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Sun Chengze there at a loss. His companions came up to him and asked him to go with them, but he left with a blushing face.

Zhao Fuyun went back today and he was going to test a spell. Just now when he was discussing magic with the monks from the lower house, the other party mentioned a question.

"My divine nature does not belong to 'God'."

Zhao Fuyun didn't know how to answer at the moment, so he decided to go back and try again.

He remembered that there was a Red Flame God Temple not far from his residence.

On the way home, I passed by the Chijun Temple.

He came to the Chijun Temple. It was a small temple and very quiet inside.

There was no temple priest, but the spirit of the deity was clearly visible. There was an incense burner in front of the statue, with only a little incense left.

The setting sun shone on him, and the black shadow on the ground suddenly turned red. The lying shadow suddenly stood up. His face was somewhat similar to Zhao Fuyun. The man in the fiery red robe leaped towards the Chijun statue and pounced on the statue.

In the mountains and fields, there are often evil spirits who steal statues of gods and consume incense offerings, but few people dare to steal incense offerings from a righteous god like the Chiyan statue.

He himself is the god of fire, and the incense burning around him will instantly burn ghosts and evil spirits to death.

At this moment, Zhao Fuyun felt a burning sensation, and at the same time, a tingling sensation surged into his heart.

(End of this chapter)