Terrifying Heavens: I Slay Demons by Painting Faces

At this moment, Uncle Nine suddenly understood something, and he hurriedly urged, "Hurry up and thank them!"

Chen Hengyi's eyes gleamed with excitement: "Disciple Chen Hengyi thanks Grandmaster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Huaguang Emperor painting, which had been fluttering, automatically rolled up.

Then the scroll fell down and stopped on the "Five Manifestations of the Spirit Official Playing with Fire Sutra".

Chen Hengyi bowed again and took two steps forward, afraid that the thing would run away at any moment.

"Thank you, Master!"

Chen Hengyi first held up the scroll of Master Huaguang with both hands, and then Uncle Jiu reached out to take it, his attitude very respectful: "Take a look at what Marshal Huaguang gave you!"

Uncle Nine's tone was tinged with envy; he was incredibly jealous.

He didn't expect that Chen Hengyi would directly ask Emperor Huaguang to pass on his teachings. What's the difference between him and a disciple of an emperor?

In other words, in terms of seniority, there is no one in the world as senior as Chen Hengyi!

"Oh no, I've become a disciple's disciple!" Uncle Nine roared inwardly.

Chen Hengyi picked up the thread-bound book and opened it to the first page.

Then I saw a line of text.

[Entering the Dao through drama, dispelling evil with fire, inheriting the spirit of the Five Manifestations, and upholding the charm of the Peking Opera.]

Chen Hengyi pondered these words repeatedly in his heart, and recited aloud, "This disciple will remember the teachings of the Ancestral Master!"

As soon as Chen Hengyi finished speaking, the line of text in his field of vision began to move.

With the character "以" at the beginning and "韵" at the end, it leaps out of the book like a swimming dragon.

In the blink of an eye, it burrowed into Chen Hengyi's brow.

Suddenly, a scripture appeared in Chen Hengyi's mind.

It is the "Five Manifestations of the Spirit Official Playing with Fire Sutra"!

It's also very easy to cultivate.

Singing and acting can increase one's cultivation level, as can meditation.

After mastering the basics, Chen Hengyi was able to use some simple Taoist techniques and talismans.

But most importantly, it can enhance the power of the role he plays.

In short, it suits Chen Hengyi very well, as if it were tailor-made for him.

When Uncle Nine saw Chen Hengyi staring blankly, he whispered, "Chen Hengyi, you can't be distracted in front of the patriarch."

Chen Hengyi gently closed the "Five Manifestations of the Spirit Official Playing with Fire Scripture" and took the scroll at the same time.

"Uncle Jiu, I'm going back now."

Uncle Nine understood, nodded, and waved for Chen Hengyi to leave quickly: "Go on, go on, I'll take care of things."

Chen Hengyi left soon after.

Uncle Nine even stood on tiptoe to check, making sure the person was far away.

Snapped!

Uncle Nine slapped his thigh suddenly.

"oops!!!"

"How could he have won the favor of Patriarch Huaguang?"

"So what if he's a little taller, a little stronger, a little more handsome, and a little more knowledgeable..."

At this moment, Uncle Nine was practically turning into a lemon fairy, dancing and gesturing wildly.

"Why should I?!"

Finally, he paid homage to his ancestral master and then began to tidy up.

Just then, Wencai suddenly poked his head in curiously: "Master, it's not time yet, why are you already burning paper money? Is the ancestral master out of money?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine, who was packing his things, turned around and said with a smile, "Come, come, Wencai, come here."

........

Not long after Chen Hengyi returned to his room, he suddenly heard Wen Cai shouting again.

"This master and apprentice pair are quite energetic."

Chen Hengyi muttered something, hung up the portrait of Emperor Huaguang, and bowed devoutly.

He then took out the "Five Manifestations of the Spirit Official Playing with Fire Scripture" and began to read it. Although he already had the scripture in his mind, he still wanted to understand it word by word and experience its meaning.

We learn new things by reviewing the old.

Before I knew it, time had flown by.

The name "The Five Manifestations of the Spirit Official Playing with Fire" is too long. As he spoke, he still felt that "Playing with Fire" was easier to say.

Furthermore, the "Playing with Fire Scripture" also has different levels of attainment.

Taoist cultivation practices include refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, and refining emptiness into the Tao.

This is the method of internal alchemy cultivation.

While Chen Hengyi's "The Book of Playing with Fire" is somewhat different, it does not completely deviate from this system.

Others refine essence, he performs opera. Others transform into qi, he transforms into fire.

Although he hasn't entered the gate yet, once he does, it will be equivalent to refining essence into qi.

Furthermore, this "Playing with Fire Scripture" seems to be just an introductory technique, and even at its peak, it is only equivalent to the stage of refining qi and transforming into spirit.

But this is a technique bestowed by Emperor Huaguang, so it certainly can't be that simple.

Feeling the profound mystery of this technique, Chen Hengyi was extremely excited.

He knew that he had easily obtained something that countless people dreamed of but could not get.

A predestined fate!

Throughout history, countless kings, generals, and emperors have desired immortality and to become immortals or ancestors.

Although Chen Hengyi had not yet begun formal cultivation, he had an extremely strong idea at this moment.

He wants to cultivate, he wants to become stronger, and then become an immortal!

As for what it's like to become an immortal, who cares! You'll only know how happy immortals are after you've become one!

How could he possibly imagine the joy of an immortal?

His breathing quickened slightly as he muttered to himself, "Earthly companions, magic, wealth... I have the Black Book. All I need to do is kill ghosts and exorcise demons to solve these problems of magic and wealth... As for the first two, we'll deal with them later."

Suddenly, Chen Hengyi heard Uncle Nine's furious roar coming from outside.

"Tell me! What did you do last night? Who did you see?"

"Hmm?" Chen Hengyi put down his cultivation technique and walked out the door.

Qiu Sheng lay on the chair, his face pale and his spirits low, curled up in a ball.

Hearing his uncle's question, he mumbled, "Master... I was at Xiaoyu's house last night. Her house is huge..."

Upon seeing this, Chen Hengyi's expression shifted; he realized that Qiu Sheng had mingled with the female ghost Xiao Yu.

He walked over and said, "Uncle Jiu, I think Qiu Sheng is bewitched by a female ghost."

"Sigh, how come I can't see it? But, this, this, this, this!!!" Uncle Nine was completely incoherent.

"We, the disciples of Maoshan, take it upon ourselves to capture ghosts and exorcise demons, yet one of my disciples has had his soul stolen by a ghost!"

Uncle Nine was heartbroken, while Chen Hengyi coldly said, "Since Qiu Sheng is possessed by a ghost, why don't we just get rid of this female ghost?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Nine's eyes immediately lit up, and a murderous intent burst forth from his body.

"You're right, I'll go and prepare."

Just as Uncle Nine was about to leave, Chen Hengyi said again, "However, if we kill this thing directly, Qiu Sheng might have a grudge about it later."

"Oh? It seems you have an idea?"

Chen Hengyi nodded: "How about we have a trial of a ghost like Bao Zheng tonight!"

"Judge Bao as a ghost?" Uncle Nine muttered these four words to himself. "Alright, let's have Judge Bao as a ghost!"

And coincidentally, Uncle Nine also wanted to see how good the person favored by Emperor Huaguang was at performing opera.

The two then began preparing things, while Qiu Sheng was tied up and his mouth was gagged tightly.

In the original storyline, Qiu Sheng was only tied to a chair, but he was still able to break free.

Now he's tied to a pillar, with several ropes used, making him look like a maggot.

The two were getting ready when suddenly someone arrived.

A young woman dressed in simple clothes walked in at the entrance of the mortuary.

"Ren Tingting, what's she doing here?" Chen Hengyi's eyes darted around, and then he put on a smiling face.

Chen Hengyi walked over and asked, "Miss Ren, what brings you to this mortuary?"

"My father wouldn't let me come, but I'm very interested in what you said about France."

The girl's eyes sparkled with a bright light, completely oblivious to the fact that something was wrong with the mortuary.

A simple stage is gradually taking shape.

He noticed the curiosity in Ren Tingting's eyes, but said, "Miss Ren, now is not the time for casual conversation at the dinner table."

Ren Tingting frowned: "Didn't we agree on this?"

Chen Hengyi was taken aback: "What?"

"I asked you for your address, and you answered."

Huh? You can do that?

Knowing the address means you've agreed.

Chen Hengyi ignored her and went straight to the point: "Do you know why I'm staying in Renjia Town?"

Ren Tingting shook her head.

"Because of zombies!"

Upon hearing this, Ren Tingting didn't understand. She laughed and said, "Isn't that all a lie?"

"It seems you don't know. Never mind, you can leave now." Chen Hengyi shook his head and was about to send him away.

Ren Tingting snapped, "I finally made it all the way here, and you're trying to kick me out?"

Then she doubted herself. Ren Tingting was considered a beauty in Renjia Town.

Who wouldn't like it?

But why does Chen Hengyi seem so indifferent, looking at her like she's a village woman?

Ren Tingting is indeed beautiful, but in modern society, Chen Hengyi is just another face on an assembly line of beauties.

He's tired of seeing any kind of beautiful woman.

Ren Tingting sensed something was wrong, and thinking of this, she resorted to her charm and coquettishness.

She took a step forward and grabbed Chen Hengyi's arm, shaking it gently.

Just as she was about to say something, Chen Hengyi's expression turned serious.