The world of Taoism

Chapter 190 Magic Dyeing
"So it's Old Chen." Zhou Xuan suddenly remembered.

Oops!

It seems that the elixir has not been refined yet.

Originally, I wanted to refine the elixir immediately when I came back, but I was disturbed by the group of Empress Sandong.

I forgot what happened afterwards, and only now remember it.

There should be some stocks at home, and there should be ten pills.

A person came down from the mountain, and a hearty laughter came from afar.

An old man with white hair and beard and kind eyes laughed out loud, and the sound came from his chest and spread in all directions.

"Boy Zhou! Are the old man's things ready?" Old Chen smiled heartily.

One step spanned a distance of more than ten meters, walked more than ten steps in a row, and landed in front of Zhou Xuan in an instant.

"It's almost there. I'll give it to you when I go back. I'll have to wait a while." Zhou Xuan said.

I just thought about it, there should be more than a dozen of them.

"It's okay, I've sent the reward to the mansion, come up now and have a look." Old Chen smiled.

Chen Lao took a look around, seeing the bustling people, Chen Lao was slightly amazed.

"That's right! You've spent a lot of money." Old Chen said.

Old Chen could tell that Zhou Xuan spent a lot of money and hired professionals with high-quality materials.

The whole project cost at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, or even tens of thousands of taels of silver.

"It's all about settling down." Zhou Xuan smiled, "By the way, do you have any spells such as boiling stones to open mountains?"

The most annoying thing about road construction is these stones.

To build a road can only be done by digging through the stones. Various methods are needed to break the stones, which is very time-consuming.

"It really is!" Chen Lao said with a smile.

"I have this thing there. This is a prescription. Just add the prescription, drink it with hot water, and sprinkle it on the stone. Within three days, the stone will become brittle, and it will disperse with a light tap."

"Oh? Such a miraculous spell, the senior will send it sometime." Zhou Xuan laughed.

"no problem!"

At this moment, Zhou Xuan felt dizzy for a while.

There are many figures in front of him, and there are countless strangers.

Everyone's face became extremely pale, and they all put down their movements, staring at Zhou Xuan closely.

"Hahahaha!"

Uncle Liu opened his mouth and laughed loudly, the corners of his mouth were cracked to the base of his ears.

Mr. Chen, Zhou Yi and the others, as well as the big guys at work, all laughed in the same way.

The laughter was sharp and ear-piercing, like fingernails rubbing against the wall. Zhou Xuan felt dizzy when he heard the sound.

"There is no heart in the heart, and nothing in the thing."

Zhou Xuan silently recited the Qingjing Sutra, and a warm current flowed through his body.

Click click!

The things in front of him shattered like a mirror, and this turned out to be an illusion.

"Master! What's the matter with you?"

In reality, Uncle Liu worriedly called Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan came back to his senses, and suddenly found that his back was wet with cold sweat.

Old Chen frowned, then faced north, and said the curse ten times.

Then he took a breath towards the void, and spread it out at Zhou Xuan.

Whoa!

A gust of wind blew past, and Zhou Xuan immediately felt much more refreshed, as if he had slept soundly, and his thinking was very active.

"Thank you, Old Chen!" Zhou Xuan said.

The feeling just now was very strange, a kind of magical feeling.

Can't tell reality from fiction.

It is even more powerful than the original magic dye.

Could it be that with the improvement of the realm, the intensity and form of the magic dye will also increase?
Maybe in the end, even reality and fantasy will be indistinguishable.

"You are caused by the invasion of external evils and restlessness. You should pay more attention to rest and don't be addicted to spells." Old Chen warned.

"I'm still in the concentration stage, do you know why I haven't made a breakthrough?"

Chen Lao's cultivation is only in the stage of concentrating. In fact, he has reached this level 50 years ago.

In the end, I used special means to get myself stuck in this state, and I couldn't make any progress in my life.

"If you don't have the necessary assurance, breaking through the bardo is a narrow escape, and it's better to linger in the lower realm." Old Chen said with a wry smile.

To put it bluntly.

People who practice spells are somewhat insane.

It's like a person who was abnormal on the earth in his previous life, somewhat psychologically traumatized.

For mortals, being able to spell is abnormal.

Practitioners learning magic itself violates the laws of nature, so there must be some problems.

"Taught!" Zhou Xuan fell into deep thought.

Magic dye is indeed a problem.

The White Crane God also once said that once you set foot on the road of cultivation, you are on the road of death.

Eternal life and eternity, not detached.

Others are either on their way to death or already dead.

Very few survive.

With Chen Lao's expression of emotion, he knew that something must have happened at a glance.

After this incident happened, Zhou Xuan didn't have the intention to continue the conversation. Seeing that Zhou Xuan's mental condition was not right, Mr. Chen took his leave and left.

After all, the two don't have a deep friendship, and asking rashly may arouse the other's disgust.

So after making an appointment for the next meeting, the two said their goodbyes.

A carrier pigeon flew into the front of the hall and landed in the hands of an elegant-looking middle-aged man in Chinese clothes.

This person was King Chunjiang. Looking at the content above, King Chunjiang had a smile on his face.

"Mistress Sandong was killed, and it was Zhou Xuan, interesting." King Chunjiang muttered to himself, then looked at a man in black beside him, "Have you checked all the information about Zhou Xuan?"

"My subordinates have checked, and it seems that Zhou Xuan's grandfather, Zhou Wencai, was also a cultivator. Due to the age, most of the information has not been found. Zhou's father is an ordinary person, without any ability, and died of a ghost."

"Zhou Xuan, a native of Wannian County, Jiangnan County, was first registered two years ago, and his strength at that time was psychic."

"After becoming a member of Jingtian Division, he made countless contributions and was promoted to three ranks in a row. Some of the contributions are quite controversial. He killed two Jingtian school lieutenants and one Jingtian captaincy."

"Interesting! This is the complete annihilation of the top management!" King Chunjiang was amazed.

This kid is really interesting. From a practical point of view, he looks a bit like a hot-blooded and jealous Lentouqing.

This kind of person is very tricky, and he is soft but not hard.

But it is also useful to a certain extent.

"Can't find out the specific information about his grandfather?" King Chunjiang shouted, "How did you find out!"

"Forgive me, my lord! The Zhou family is just a small cultivating family. Zhou Wen only had a son at the age of 50. He has a dull personality and mediocre aptitude. It is not a big family and has not left much information at all."

His hands were dripping with cold sweat, and he quickly fell to his knees.

Judging from the data, Zhou Wencai is undoubtedly a mediocre person who can no longer be mediocre, and he has no outstanding achievements, so not many people will remember him.

"It turns out that Zhou Xuan should have hidden his strength in the first place, otherwise it would be impossible to cross two great realms in just two years. Even so, his talent is not bad."

King Chunjiang pondered: "If this person is used by me, he will be like a tiger with wings added."

"Call Qier over here!"

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(End of this chapter)