"Su Su really underestimated the young master. At first I thought you were also a hypocrite who spoke about right and wrong and full of moral articles, but then I thought that the young master had a gentleman's style. Now I realized that the young master was not only a sincere gentleman, but also had a clear reading level. He had a great spirit when writing. No wonder he could not be confused by my sister. If Ah Bi had the intention of killing just now, he would probably be injured."

"Haoran's aura?" Chang Jin was stunned.

"I am good at cultivating my great aura." This is what the sub-saint on earth said. Although he recited it every day, he did not expect that he would also have this kind of aura to support himself.

After thinking for a little while, he was sure that it was brought by the magic pen in his mind.

In this way, that red air should be. I felt something was wrong when I paid homage to the saint during the day, and it turned out to be resonating with me.

"I have heard people mention that as long as scholars have clear ideas and righteousness, they will naturally have a strong aura and supernatural powers when they reach the extreme. At that time, no ghost or god dares to approach. Su Su once did not believe it, but she never thought that when she saw her today, she would understand that her vision was narrow. Abi, she would not apologize to the young master."

"That's it..." This was the first time Chang Jin knew that Haoran's energy had such a great use. At this moment, he really knew that the magic pen in his mind was a hard-won treasure, but he didn't know how to use it specifically, so he would never keep writing.

He was completely calmed down: the other party said so much, so he should have no ill intentions in his heart.

"Young Master, Abi is rude." At this time, the girl in green apologized reluctantly.

Before Chang Jin could speak, the other party snorted coldly, "It's so good for the young master to know that although our sisters are not human, they are also dedicated to the Tao, sucking the essence of heaven and earth every day, praying that one day they can make golden elixirs and attain the Daluo Dao Fruit. Therefore, they have never owed evil debts and harmed humans. What they did just now is just a test. If the young master is malicious and agrees to be romantic all night, Abi will turn around and leave immediately, but it will also make you suffer."

Seeing that his sister apologized without any sincerity, the girl in white had to smile helplessly, "I hope the young master will not mind. It was indeed just a test just now. Now that she knows her son's character, Su Su has something to ask for!"

"Please speak" Seeing that the other party was talking in a very literary way, Chang Jin immediately became curious and didn't know what kind of help he, a weak scholar, could help.

"I have a book called "Twelve-Level Tower Visualization Sutra", which talks about the method of cultivation. Unfortunately, the article is difficult to understand. We sisters read very little, and they still don't understand the meaning after reading it for many days. I hope the young master can explain my confusion."

After saying that, Bai Susu waved her hand and a thin cowhide book appeared on her hand.

"The immortal said: If you want to seek gods and immortals, you must get the most important things. You must nourish your spirit and promote your energy. I have 12 methods of visualization, which can cultivate your soul..."

This Taoist sutra is written in cryptic words. No wonder the Bai Susu sisters can't understand it, but it is not a difficult task for Chang Jin, a scholar. After reading a few paragraphs, he already understood that it was the secret book for Taoism to cultivate the soul.

It is said that spiritual cultivation is like climbing a tower to see the scenery. Each floor has a different scenery. All these things, from human immortals to ghost immortals, go up the steps every step, just like climbing to the second floor and jumping, so that the soul can escape from the body and become a ghost immortal. Above the ghost immortals, there are many realms such as the true immortal Taiyi.

The mystery of this method of cultivation was written by Chang Jin unknowingly obsessed with it, and he completely forgot that there were others around him.

After reading the book, he suddenly realized and felt embarrassed to smile at Bai Susu.

"How is it, young master, can you understand it?" Bai Susu asked with anticipation on her face.

"I understand it, but I just don't know whether it's right or wrong. If you have any questions, I'll tell you...."

Since the other party was so confident that he would deliver a secret to himself, he would not make deceptive moves, but would answer carefully, saying one thing, two thing, and not hiding it at all.

It was not until dawn that Bai Susu finished asking about the confusion in her heart.

After explaining the "Visual Sutra" again, Chang Jin also felt that he had gained a lot. Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, he asked, "Miss Bai, I heard you mention the great aura before, is it really that powerful?"

"Haha, it turns out that the young master really doesn't know, it's okay to tell you." Bai Susu smiled and explained in a low voice, "Humans are the essence of all things, and are born of great fortune, so they are born to defeat all monsters and ghosts. It was only later that they were born in the turbid world and blinded their luck, so they were taken advantage of by other things. However, there are still two kinds of people in the world that we are afraid of. The first is scholars. If they have a clear idea, they will naturally have a great aura in their hearts, which makes us dare not get close to them. Another is that soldiers who have experienced the battlefield have strong blood and murderous intentions, and it is difficult for ordinary monsters and ghosts to get close to them."

"So that's it, I've been taught." Chang Jin also bowed and thanked.

"I dare not take it." Bai Susu bowed and returned, and then handed over a bag of silver, "One day, one day, one lifelong teacher. The young master has helped so much, so he can be considered Susu's master. I hope to accept this little gift." "How did this make" Chang Jin hurriedly refuse.

Without waiting for him to refuse, Bai Susu had already led Abi back and disappeared in the temple in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for the bag of silver in front of him, Chang Jin almost thought that what happened last night was a big dream, first a weasel gave him a pheasant, and then a beautiful woman asked for advice.

He walked quickly outside the temple, and there was no shadow of the other party.

Since Bai Susu left, Chang Jin was not pretentious. He reached out to pick up the cloth bag. There should be more than a dozen taels of silver here, not much, but it just solved his urgent need.

But after accepting the money, he felt a little lost. Until the other party left, he still didn't know what the two of them belonged to.

In the early morning after the rain, I looked up at the green area in the mountains, and the air seemed particularly fresh. Chang Jin pulled out his sword, stood in front of the hall, and then took a deep breath, feeling the pores of his body opened instantly, like thousands of mouths and noses, sucking and breathing together.

"Cho" the sword pierced out, and the sound of the clanging dragon roar suddenly sounded.

Chang Jin stomped his feet, then pulled away and rotated. The long sword in his hand was cold and the sharp blade pierced through the air, constantly driving the surrounding water vapor to churn one vortex after another.

After practicing for half an hour, Chang Jin wiped the sweat from his forehead and put his sword into the sheath.

In the morning, the dew in the mountains was heavy, so he did not rush to travel. It was not until a while that the sun rose and the water vapor in the mountains was evaporated, and Chang Jin stepped out of the temple.

"Zhizhi" just took a few steps and found that the weasel appeared from somewhere last night and followed closely behind.

"Go back, no need to send it." Chang Jin waved at it and continued to move forward.

But I knew that the little guy was still following slowly. Looks like he didn't plan to leave.

Chang Jin hit the ball several times but it was useless, so he had no choice but to ignore it, walked out of the mountains and ran towards his home.

Seeing that it was approaching the village, the weasel jumped into the grass and disappeared.

Before I reached the doorstep, I heard a noise in the yard from afar. One of them was the village chief's wife, and the other female voice was unknown, but the sound was very loud and noisy.

When the third son of the neighbor's neighbor's house saw Chang Jin, he immediately grabbed him and said, "Scholar is back. Hurry up and go to the house to check it out. The matchmaker Zhao from the neighboring village plans to tell your sister that her husband's house and Wang Mazi are also here!"

"What?!" Hearing this, Chang Jin kicked his eyes slightly, and his big hand couldn't help but hold the sword on his waist.

Chang Laosan was shocked and felt that the scholar's eyes were coming from the opposite side were like lightning, which made him feel pain in his eyebrows and eyes, as if someone was holding a sharp steel knife to his skin.

He was surprised and hurriedly let go of his hand.

Chang Jin did not pay attention to his face change and walked into his yard quickly.

I heard the sharp female voice that started to speak: "I said Xiaoxiao, there will be no such store after passing this village. You can't have heard of who Mr. Liu, right? There are hundreds of hectares of fertile land at home, and there are herds of cattle and horses. If you marry you, wear gold and silver every day, eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and you don't have to do anything, and you will enjoy your happiness... Tsk tsk, look at your hands, your white hands, now you are so rough, you are all tired of working..."

"Yes, Xiaoxiao, your parents left early, and my brother is another person who doesn't worry. Listen to my aunt's words, just agree." The village chief's wife also persuaded her from the side.

"Aunt Guo, I won't marry Mr. Liu, you will just die of this heart, right?" A small firm voice came from inside.

"Chang Xiaoxiao, don't be ungrateful. Mr. Liu respects you as a concubine. With your current conditions, do you have the money to redeem those acres of land?" Then a duck-like male voice came.

Chang Jin had already recognized the sound. The house must be the tycoon of Liu Xuli's family. When he was sick, his own land was mortgaged in his hands.

Chang Jin could no longer help it, and stood in the yard and shouted: "Sister, I'm back!"

"Brother, brother, why are you back?" Xiaoxiao rushed out when she heard the movement in the yard, ran straight behind him, grabbed her clothes with her little hand and whispered, "I don't want to get married!"

Seeing the little girl's pitiful look, Chang Jin patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, with your brother here, no one can force you to get married."

Hearing his voice, the three people in the room also walked into the yard.

Chang Jin looked at him one by one and the village chief’s wife seemed to know the fault and felt ashamed. She hurriedly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.

But Wang Mazi and Zhao matchmaker Zhao said hello: "Scholar Chang is back..."

With his hands not to hit the smiling person, Chang Jin nodded with malice: "You are rare guests, why are you here to my house today?"

The two looked at each other, and matchmaker Zhao stepped forward and said, "Isn't this just saying that, I'll find a good family for your sister. Mr. Liu, the clerk of our town, falls in love with your sister and plans to take her as a concubine. Mr. Liu promised that as long as he married a small family, he would return the several acres of land that your family had distributed a few days ago, and there would be a betrothal gift of ten taels of silver..."
Chapter completed!