"Sir, someone is eavesdropping!"
"It's that cowherd boy again!"
"It's Jiang Wang!"
Several schoolchildren immediately started talking about it, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
"quiet!"
Fang Yuan knocked on the ruler, and the naughty boys suddenly became excited and did not dare to say or move any more.
He stroked his beard and walked outside the door.
I saw a child in sackcloth lying on the ground in a state of disgrace, apparently frightened and fell from the window.
Fang Yuan also knew this kid. His name was Jiang Wang. He came from a poor family and had no place to stand. His parents made a living by working part-time for wealthy households in the city.
Since he was six years old, he has been helping the family with work or helping others herd cattle and sheep, hence the nickname "Cowherder Boy".
There is no comparison with these children who can sit upright in school and can read and write.
On the contrary, this child has been smart since he was a child. Even if he can't pay the tuition, he will use his free time to come here to learn from him.
Fang Yuan didn't bother to argue with him, and usually just turned a blind eye or closed his eyes and passed by.
Today was purely a whim.
"Sir, you are polite!"
Jiang Wang got up with tears in his eyes, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he saluted Fang Yuan.
"Well, etiquette is the foundation of the book, but you have read the book to your bones..."
Fang Yuan nodded, then shook his head, looking at the traces of purple aura in this boy's appearance, he was also a little disappointed.
In fact, he is the demon lord. Otherwise, if ordinary gods and gods were to face each other, they might not be able to discover the evil spirits lurking in the bodies of these seven or eight-year-old children.
"With the help of the evil power of the inner demon, it is no wonder that I have been able to hear and see clearly since childhood. After all, it is useless to support a fool with the power of the inner demon..."
"The etiquette cannot be revoked!"
Jiang Wang gritted his teeth: "I listened to the teacher's lecture today, but I didn't prepare to practice. I will definitely make up for it in the future!"
"Oh? I'm very ambitious! But... a young man should behave like a young man. Maturity may not be a good thing!"
Fang Yuan stepped forward with a ruler and struck Jiang Wang hard three times on the head: "Go and sleep! Go and sleep!"
All the urchins in the hall burst out laughing, but Lin Shoucheng was the only one looking at this scene with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
…
"The method of breaking the inner demon world has been completely integrated into the dream master by me. There is no problem with the soul traveling. I should try it... However, I still need some materials..."
"Although Minggu's inner demon orthodoxy requires hexagrams, which are specialties of the inner demon world, where can they be found in the spiritual world? However, my dream master's way does not have high requirements for materials, and it can be completely substituted..."
The business of educating children only lasts a few hours a day.
After fooling around at will, Fang Yuan drove away these naughty children, closed the thatched cottage, and sat cross-legged, with a glint in his eyes.
"You are about to use the dream master's method to help me reach the realm of the devil!"
After adjusting his breath for a while, Fang Yuan stood up, walked slowly, and came to a Taoist temple.
This Taoist temple is not big, but it occupies a place in the county. What it worships is not the city god or other gods, but a vajra that subdues demons.
Although the middle gate was wide open at this time, there were not many pilgrims.
In the front courtyard, there is also a huge pine and cypress, with branches circling like a dragon, and a fluffy needle falling down leisurely.
"It turns out to be layman Fang. My master is doing Qigong. Please have a cup of tea first!"
When the two Taoist boys who were dozing against the door saw Fang Yuan coming, their eyes lit up and they trotted in to report.
"It doesn't matter, I'll wait for Taoist Master Qinghe!"
Fang Yuan went to the back hall on his own and drank the tea offered by the Taoist boy. He was obviously very familiar with it.
After half a cup of tea, an old Taoist walked into the hall: "Jushi Fang, what kind of wind brings you here?"
He was full of energy, with a rosy face. He looked to be only about forty or fifty years old. He had steady steps and fluttering sleeves, giving him a rather heroic air.
This is the owner of this Taoist temple, Taoist Qinghe.
"I have gained a lot from my recent practice, and I want to refine some magic weapons... I came here to beat the autumn wind, you awesome guy!"
Fang Yuan smiled slightly.
This Qinghe Taoist is a true cultivator. Although he is still at the stage of cultivation, he has the cultivation of a soul, which is enough to survive in the mortal world.
As far as Fang Yuan knew, he was originally a disciple of a certain major sect, but was expelled from the sect for committing crimes. However, he was not deprived of his cultivation, which was considered a blessing.
Although he was hiding here, he still had some interest in the world of cultivation, so he disguised himself and became friends with the Qinghe Taoist.
"Mr. Fang, you practice the way of being in the world, and you are full of literary spirit. I can't compare with you!"
Qinghe Old Taoist said solemnly.
Although this lay practitioner who practices at home seems to only have spiritual cultivation, his vision and knowledge are extraordinary. He even discusses Taoism with the other party, which always makes him feel enlightened and makes him want to bow down and worship him as his master. Naturally, the old Taoist dare not Najian: "I wonder what you need, sir?"
"It's not a rare thing. A three-hundred-year-old mahogany heart, the hair of a red fire rat, and three ounces of star dust..."
Fang Yuan said calmly.
"The red fire rat's rat hair... is a bit difficult. As for the other two, Lao Dao just happens to have it here. Qingfeng Mingyue, you go and get the materials!"
Taoist Qinghe stroked his beard.
"Thank you, I'll settle the matter with spiritual crystals!"
Fang Yuan put his hand into his arms in a pretentious manner.
"No, no, no, the old Taoist was practicing yesterday and I have two questions that I am confused about. If you, sir, can give me some advice, I will give these two things to you, sir!"
Old Taoist Qinghe shook his hands wildly, with a sly look in his eyes.
"Forget it... just ask!"
Seeing this, a smile suddenly appeared on Fang Yuan's face.
This old Taoist left the sect and had nowhere to solve his doubts. He had long been regarded as his savior.
And Fang Yuan was also happy to support this veteran and occasionally hear news from the cultivation world.
"The first thing is that when the old Taoist was practicing recently, he always felt that his energy and blood were restless. As for his soul..."
After some discussion, the old man was immediately satisfied and took the initiative to tell the news: "Thank you sir for answering my questions. In addition, Panasonic County seems to be not peaceful recently. I hope you will pay more attention to it!"
"Oh? What happened?"
Fang Yuan stared at this local snake with interest.
"She should have some involvement with Shinto... However, Miaoxian Sect also spent a lot of money this time, even sending the young sect master. Sir, you may have heard of her name, Zhihua!"
Qinghe Master said respectfully.
"Zhihua? The new top brothel guy?"
Fang Yuan touched his chin, and an unknown smile suddenly appeared on his face.
…
The moon and stars are few and far between, and magpies are flying south.
Inside the thatched hut, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, throwing out various materials, performing hand gestures, and finally refining them into a blood-red crystal.
"All I really need is three taels of star sand and mahogany heart. The rest of the materials can be scraped together from my previous savings, and that's pretty much it!"
At this time, as his fingers slid, a golden six-pointed star symbol suddenly appeared on the surface of the blood-colored crystal stone.
After a while, the gold and blood red converged, and the crystal turned into an ordinary stone.
"It's done. Next, let's do the experiment. This kind of thing can be completely distracted at the beginning, and I don't have to take risks..."
Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and made a decision immediately.
At this time, he looked at the gate of the thatched cottage, and the corner of his mouth curved again.
"Shou Cheng... Isn't it good for us to disturb you sir in the middle of the night?"
A childish voice came, it was that Jiang Wang.
And who is the green-shirted doll with him if it's not Lin Shoucheng who was named by Fang Yuan today
"Don't worry, my idea is right!"
Lin Shoucheng held a bunch of candied haws in his hand: "Sir, he knocked on the back of your head three times. He obviously had a deep meaning and asked you to go to him before midnight. Isn't that how it is played in the drama? Xu Liu meets the immortal and is not allowed to become a disciple. Later, the master knocked on his door three times and came to the door in the middle of the night, and he got the true message!"
At this point, a sly look flashed in his eyes: "Even if I guess wrong, it doesn't matter. At most, I will be scolded by my husband, but I don't think so. Look, the lights in the thatched cottage are still on. , Sir, I am almost ready to secretly accept you as my disciple."
"I just hope that I can come to the thatched cottage to listen to lectures in the future, and I am already grateful!"
Hearing Lin Shoucheng's encouragement, Jiang Wang let out a long breath.
You two little brats, look at me and I look at you. Finally, Jiang Wang was pushed by Lin Shoucheng and stumbled into the thatched cottage: "Bye...bye sir."
"Oh, it's Jiang Wang and Lin Shoucheng. Why did you come here at Xingye?"
Fang Yuan sat cross-legged and asked calmly.
"this… "
Jiang Wangna was speechless and couldn't help but give Lin Shoucheng a hard look, which seemed like you killed me.
"Hehe... Why do you need to scare me, sir!"
On the contrary, it was Lin Shoucheng, who had a calm and general demeanor: "Isn't it your instruction in the daytime to let me come?"
"Even if it's an instruction, it's Jiang Wang's opportunity!"
Fang Yuan shook his head and said: "Your appearance, family background, talent and learning...everything is superior to others, do you want to take advantage of the poor people again?"
"really!"
Hearing this, Lin Shoucheng's palms suddenly became sweaty: "My father is close to Qinghe from the Taoist temple. I found out from him that this gentleman is an expert, so he sent me to study under his name... But I want to learn Taoism!" The old Taoist priest cannot teach me due to sect rules, so this gentleman is my only chance!"
"Why... I am respectful in everything, am I not as good as this poor boy?"
At this time, a feeling of depression condensed in his chest, but on the surface he was respectful, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing several times.
This scene made Jiang Wang a little stunned.
Although he was dull, he was also a little moved, thinking that Lin Shoucheng was begging for his husband for himself.
"hehe… "
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile and remain silent.
These two guys with evil power inside their bodies are really worthy of his training.
But it's not for fate or anything, it's just boring.
Anyway, he was distracted trying to use the method of breaking the inner demon world, and his true body still had to be in the spirit world, so he might as well find something to do.
Whoops!
At this moment, the cold wind suddenly started.
A soul fled into the thatched cottage in panic, exclaiming: "Sir, save me!"