Chapter 37 You are quite nice
"I haven't heard much about it since then. I only remember that Master said the word human immortal. These are the realms. What else do you want to know?"
Li Yunshang twitched his fingers and repeated the realm he Wen listened attentively and had a clear understanding of Daqian's cultivation.
The day after tomorrow, the day before, light the lamp, order the fire, and then enter the Taoist palace to achieve the immortal is the state of the world.
"Can this realm represent the strength of a cultivator?" Jiang Wen asked curiously.
When Li Yunshang heard this, he quickly shook his head, pointed at his chest and said, "Don't misunderstand me. The realm only shows where you have practiced. In the final analysis, the world of cultivation still depends on your power and conduct."
"What is the power of magic?"
"Didn't your master even teach you this?" Li Yunshang let out a small sigh.
"Never." Jiang Wen shook his head, thinking to himself that he had no 's like becoming a monk halfway, wherever you go.
"This... Okay. Let me tell you this. The circle of spiritual energy that circulates in the internal organs is called a week. Ordinary monks can only run for one week at most every day. In this way, we can run 360 times five times a week. Call it a year of Taoism. The more Taoism you practice, the deeper your magic power will be. If you can do Taoism far better than others, you can still fight with them even if they are just one level behind."
"That's it." Jiang Wen understood usually runs every day in can operate up to 24 times a day. So his one year of Taoism is worth 24 years of others?
Feeling a little pleased with himself, Jiang Wen looked at Li Yunshang and asked, "I wonder how much Taoism the girl has now?"
"Hmph, this girl is born smart. Now she has practiced Taoism for a hundred years. Even a monk in the Life Fire Realm is no match for me." Li Yunshang puffed up his chest proudly as he Wen calculated the gap between himself and the other party, and the joy disappeared instantly.
Sure enough, there are geniuses in every world, and he has only been practicing for more than a , it only takes a year or two to become a Taoist, so you should work hard honestly.
Then I asked some other miscellaneous questions, which gave me a thorough understanding of the monastic world.
Each immortal sect has its own unique practice method. Those that are not spread to outsiders are called secret techniques, and those that can be spread are called exercises.
Magical weapons and the like are often classified into different categories. Those that can be used with spells are called magic weapons, and those that have spirituality are called spiritual a weapon spirit can be born, it is an innate spirit a magical weapon of this level, even the Taishen Palace only has one large cauldron.
The little girl Li Yunshang was quite honest, and she made Jiang Wen understand a lot of things like an encyclopedia.
In the end, if Mo Xiang hadn't come out and said someone was visiting outside the temple, Jiang Wen would have wanted to hold her and chat for another day.
"Who is here?" Jiang Wen asked, looking at Mo Xiang.
"It looks like they are villagers at the foot of the mountain. They are all wearing white clothes." Mo Xiang said in a low tone.
"Let's go and have a look." Jiang Wen probably understood the villager's purpose of coming and wanted him to help perform rituals on the dead.
Villages with a radius of dozens of miles are suffering from casualties and injuries, and they are probably all in an atmosphere of grief now.
Walking to the gate of the Taoist temple, Jiang Wen opened the door.
Only people in white plain clothes were seen kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to him and saying: "The village has suffered a great disaster, and all their relatives have died. I would like to ask the immortal to help them go to Jiuquan with peace of mind."
"I will definitely not treat the Immortal Chief badly in terms of the cost. I only hope that the Immortal Chief can settle the money after the crops are harvested." Jiang Wen listened to the villagers' words. He naturally knew that yesterday's atrocity killed the villagers. A lot of the food after the autumn harvest can survive the winter is still unknown.
"This money is not urgent." Jiang Wen sighed in his heart and reached out to help the villagers up. "In the past, when you came to the temple to pay homage, you also gave a lot of gifts, and the poor Taoist took it to heart. Do you still have enough food at home?"
"This……"
The villagers looked at each other with embarrassed expressions on their , someone gritted his teeth and stood up and said, "If the Immortal doesn't mind it, we can work together and come up with some food to give to the Immortal."
"No, no." Jiang Wen shook his head and smiled. "I'm asking if you have enough food at home?"
"It's difficult. Many people may have to sell their children to survive..." The villagers' voices became lower and lower, and everyone's mood was generally low.
After all, in this era, it is normal to not have enough food and there is nothing the family can do, the only thing they can do is to sell their children to matter how hard it is, he will eventually starve to death at home.
"Don't sell your children." Jiang Wen said. "Tell the villagers nearby who are suffering and come to my place tomorrow. Although Pindao can't help you save your loved ones, I can relieve your poverty."
"This! How could this happen!" When the villagers heard this, their faces showed all had tears in their eyes, kneeling on the ground and sobbing. "How can you ask the Immortal to pay like this?"
"In the past, the villagers were friendly to me. This is what Pindao can do." Jiang Wen thought that when he first time traveled through time, the villagers did not shout and kill him for his sudden appearance. Instead, they were kind and tolerant to him, allowing him to Sell in two worlds with peace of mind.
Thanks to the blessings of these villagers, he got a lot of game meat and sold it at an even higher it's just a matter of paying some food, and it's worth a few dollars.
Four or five bags of rice are enough to feed a family of three for several months, and the cost is only over 100 yuan.
More than 100 yuan can save a family and allow them to live without selling their children. Jiang Wenhua is also willing to do so.
"I would like to thank the immortal on behalf of the villagers!" The villagers choked with sobs and kowtowed to Jiang Wen several eyes were full of gratitude, and they supported each other and left the Taoist temple.
Mo Xiang on the side also wiped away tears when she saw this is kind-hearted by nature and cannot bear to see such misery in the world.
"Brother Jiang, are they in trouble?" Mo Xiang looked up at Jiang Wen and asked.
"Yes, this young lady passed by their village this morning and saw many people dead in the village. I heard they were robbed by refugees from the north. It was very miserable." Li Yunshang folded her arms and leaned on the door rail. Looking at Jiang Wen with both eyes. "I didn't expect you to be quite a good person."
"Pindao is an upright person." Jiang Wen said with a smile.
"Really?" Li Yunshang pouted, swung her ponytails and turned to leaving, he also threw a book to him. "This young lady sees that you don't understand anything. How can you survive in the world of monasticism in the future? This is the introductory technique of Taishen Palace, and there are many explanations on the basics of cultivation. You should take a good look."
"I will stay with you temporarily for the next few days, and I will pay the money."
"No problem." Jiang Wen took the book and said to Li Yunshang's back. "Mo Xiang, please take Fellow Daoist Li to find a room."
"Ok."
(End of this chapter)