Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 192: Modern and ancient methods

The transformation process of Qin Zizhou's ghost body was felt most deeply by the four people surrounding his ghost body. Qin Zizhou himself did not feel that deeply. He just felt that it turned from cold to warm, and at the same time he felt a lot fresher all over his body.

During this process, since Lao Long took action himself, the two Jiang gods only had to keep waving their arms to exert their incense and wish power, without having to distract themselves from maintaining the Yinling Spring.

After Ji Yuan used the command sound to guide Qin Zizhou's body transformation, he paused briefly and then continued.

"The sky does not burn, the cold does not move, the body can be transformed, and has a solid body, the earth cannot bind, the sky is unlimited, the spiritual way is self-pregnant, the divine way is self-evident!"

With every word that is spoken, the black and yellow energy appears and gathers into characters. Golden light shines on Qin Zizhou's head one by one, and then seeps into Qin Zizhou's body one by one.

Old Long was a little shocked. These black and yellow auras were actually a bit like the light of merit. To be honest, except for Bai Qi, who had experienced it once personally, he was the only one who could tell some of the secrets just by looking at them. Other ghosts and gods They all thought that this was a magical light used by Ji Yuan to display his magical powers.

‘Now there is someone who can share the power of merit and virtue? I wonder if a true immortal can do such a thing? Or...'

The old dragon was just as frightened and horrified as Bai Qi back then. He used the power of Xuanhuang to participate in the power of creation. This ability, like the World Traveling God, only exists in legends.

I remember that after his birthday party, Bai Qi got Ji Yuan to say a compliment and left happily. At first, what Bai Jiao said was ambiguous, but now he understands it a little bit. No wonder Ji Yuan dismissed Bai Qi with just one sentence. Called to participate in such a thing that greatly harms Shinto.

Thinking of this, Lao Long looked at Qin Zizhou in front of him and couldn't help but squint his eyes and let his mind wander.

‘World Traveling God…’

On this side, after issuing so many words of Xuanhuang's edict in one breath, Ji Yuan stood there, even if he tried his best to circulate the five elements of Qi in his body to alleviate the dizziness caused by consumption, he was still exhausted.

Fortunately, his Taoism is now different from what it used to be. With his rapid advancement in practice, at least he has not made a fool of himself. If he had done this a few years ago, he would probably have collapsed on the spot.

Others didn't notice it, but they saw that Old Long, who was still distracted by the other side, frowned. He thought that it was indeed difficult to become a wandering **** in this world. He just transformed into a person who could walk on this path. Ji Yuan couldn't hide his exhaustion. This was the first time he had seen Ji Yuan in such a state.

About a stick of incense has passed, the light in the entire Prison of Punishers is gradually weakening. To be precise, it is slowly being sucked into Qin Zizhou's body. Now Qin Zizhou is no longer a ghost body. With all the light The halo melted in, and his body slowly lit up as the yin turned from deficiency to yang.

In the end, the entire Prison of Punishment returned to its previous coldness. Only Qin Zizhou was glowing, as if his entire body and hair were emitting non-glaring fluorescence.

Liangjiang Zhengshen is still sitting cross-legged beside him, adjusting his own breath to calm down the Shinto aura. He has just consumed too much, which has affected the foundation of Shinto. Fortunately, these two Zhengshen are not mainly Shinto, and they cannot harm the foundation of spiritual practice. .

The eyes of everyone present and the ghosts and gods were all focused on Qin Zizhou, watching as the fluorescence on his body gradually weakened until he returned to his normal appearance.

"Is this a golden body?"

"It doesn't look like it!"

"Could it be that he is alive again in the flesh?"

"This doesn't quite look like..."

"The body of the World Traveling God has been completed?" "Not so fast, isn't it? Didn't Master Ji say that it needs to be repaired from scratch!"

"This..."

At this moment, it seems that the casting of the spell has ended. The ghosts and gods outside are talking quietly, but they can't figure out the reason. Just now, Qin Zizhou's fluorescence was like a divine light, but now he is completely like a living person. If he hadn't seen that with his own eyes, In this scene, even the city **** would think that a living person had entered the house.

Qin Zizhou didn't feel any pain during the whole process. At most, he felt a temperature change, but this time he felt different again. His body's perception was no longer as dull as the ghost body after death. The coldness of the prison and the surrounding water vapor , and a faint divine light can be felt. This change may not seem obvious, but the true meaning can be seen in every detail.

Qin Zizhou stood up and looked at himself. He reached out and touched his arm to feel the temperature. He even directly felt the pulse with the help of a doctor's instinct.

Ji Yuan calmed down and gradually recovered his energy. Seeing Qin Zizhou's curious, excited and slightly confused look, he also cupped his hands towards him.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist Qin, your spiritual body is ready!"

Old Long walked to one side and bowed his hands in a rare gesture.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Qin!"

Although Qin Zizhou has basically no Taoist skills, it is difficult to see the World Traveling God. Even Qin Zizhou, who is about to start practicing again, can make Lao Long take a look.

Qin Zizhou quickly returned the favor with his hands.

"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Dragon Lord!"

Qin Zizhou then bowed to express his gratitude to Bai Qi and Ying Ruoli who had finished regulating their breathing.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiangshen, and thank you, Empress Jiangshen!"

After thanking these two people, Qin Zizhou turned around again to face the many ghosts and gods.

"Thank you, Lord Chenghuang, thank you all the lords, thank you Landlord, thank you all for your shady work!"

"Hey, don't you dare to take it seriously?" "You don't have to be polite, Mr. Qin!"

"We didn't help anything!" "Congratulations, Mr. Qin!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Qin!"

……

Many ghosts and gods on the Yinsi side returned the favor one after another. This Qin Zizhou was no longer a ghost in the Yinsi.

. . .

On the seventh day of Qin Zizhou's first year, unlike other ghosts, he returned home this time without any ghosts accompanying him. Only Qin Zizhou returned home alone.

Although he has not yet officially entered cultivation, Qin Zizhou also has innate supernatural powers after his rebirth. Like Shinto, it is not visible to mortals but is just a basic level and does not need to be learned.

That night, the Qin family prepared a sumptuous table of dishes for Qin Zizhou, but all the family members slept in their own beds, and even those who couldn't sleep were nestled in the bed and covered with blankets.

In fact, according to local customs, only a few specific people need to be avoided. It does not necessarily mean that they cannot stay behind, but the ghosts of the deceased must not be allowed to see their relatives cry, otherwise they will be reluctant to leave. The Qin family is afraid that they can't help it, so they might as well follow suit Like some families, after leaving tribute meals, the whole family goes to bed.

At midnight, Qin Zizhou walked into the home from the front door without any taboos, as he was used to doing before his death, walked through the courtyard and slowly walked to the lobby.

The lobby is illuminated by several lamp-shaded oil lamps.

On a large square table for eight people, there was a sumptuous meal, including fish, meat, meat and vegetables. These were not only for enshrining Qin Zizhou, but also for the ghosts who escorted the ghost back home.

It is a folk custom that if the Yin Chai is well fed, he will not feel sorry for the living people and will be beaten less often.

There are four or five plates of Qin Zizhou's favorite dishes, placed in the middle.

"Hey, I'm interested!"

Qin Zizhou saw a special dish at a glance, steamed tofu with moldy amaranth.

This is Qin Zizhou's favorite dish during his lifetime. It was not available on the table, but he loved to eat it. This season has entered autumn, and the amaranth in Jizhou is old. There are not many people growing amaranth, let alone making moldy amaranth. , at least it should not be available in Deyuan County. This simple dish requires a lot of effort from the family.

I couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks on the table and carefully pick up some tofu to eat. The taste that melted in the mouth and came back fresh still made Qin Zizhou intoxicated.

He is neither a human nor a ghost nor an ordinary ghost or god, but he has a physical body and can eat food transformed from grains.

"Tsk tsk...it's delicious. Is it possible that my taste is better now that I'm like this?"

Qin Zizhou laughed dumbly, and stopped as a habit after eating to a certain extent, and then walked to a side room to see his child. If he was like this, there would be no evil to stop him, and he would not be as nostalgic as a new ghost. Don't go.

My wife has passed away a long time ago. When I was in the underworld, I knew that my life span had been exhausted, and my soul had died and disappeared. My only concern in the world was my children and those disciples.

However, Qin Zizhou didn't intend to look at them one by one, and went directly to his second son's room.

The second son had already slept in separate beds with his wife, and was sleeping soundly on a bed in the corner of the room. When he came to his son's bed, he heard his son's rather rhythmic snoring.

"Hey, this child has congested airways and poor blood flow. It's because he lacks exercise. He just doesn't listen to my advice like he did when he was a child!"

While muttering, Qin Zizhou stretched out his hand to cover his son's head...

Qin Yan had a dream while he was sleeping. In the dream, he was still very young. Everyone around him looked so tall, and his hands were so small.

This is the outer hall of Anren Medicine Hall. Qin Yan is making medicine together with several medicine hall clerks. These clerks still look like they are working in the medicine hall today. They have not become younger and are not the same as when they were young. But in his dream, Qin Yan didn't feel that it was too disobedient, and Qin Zizhou was sitting over the counter.

Suddenly, Qin Yan felt that the light was blocked. He looked up and found that his father was already approaching.

"Daddy?"

"Yan'er, your eldest brother died young, and now the family relies on you. You never like to listen to what your father says, but the Anren Medicine Hall of the Qin family hopes to be passed down as much as possible. If there are no heirs in the family in the future, As long as people want to study medicine, that’s all..."

Qin Yan looked at his father, who was a little blurry due to the backlight, and said "Oh".

Beside Qin Yan's bed, Qin Zizhou nodded, stood up and walked out of the Qin Mansion.

Outside, Ji Yuan and Lao Longzhen are waiting there.

"Qin Gong won't you take another look?"

Ji Yuan asked with a smile, and Lao Long also teased.

"As the saying goes, if a person achieves enlightenment, a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven, no one will say anything if you take care of him more."

Qin Zizhou waved his hand.

"No, no, it's not that I'm pedantic. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Qin can't always stay here and take charge of this family!"

Old Long said "tsk", then turned to face Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, now that Fellow Daoist Qin's mortal affairs are over, it's time for you to talk about your plans, right?"

Lao Long has asked about this matter several times in the past few days. Ji Yuan also had a hint of joking in mind but didn't say it to create a sense of mystery.

Hearing what Lao Long said, Qin Zizhou looked at Ji Yuan curiously and expectantly. They all said that the World Traveling God is so wonderful, but now he doesn't even practice magic, only ordinary Shinto methods.

The lame conjecture in "The Legend of Hereticism" is just a possibility that the Yang spirit body of the World Traveling God has been deceived, and there is absolutely no way to practice it.

At this time, Ji Yuan still didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked up at the stars in the sky and spoke after a long time.

"I have a place to go, in the Yunshan Mountains of Bingzhou..."

Old Long followed Ji Yuan's gaze and looked at the stars in the sky, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and his heart moved.

"Yunshan Temple? Star Map?"

"Exactly!"

Ji Yuan and Lao Long seem to be playing tricks on each other, but they also understand each other.

"Although there is no real Dharma passed down to the world by the World Traveling God, the real Dharma also has an end. This 'beginning' can be in ancient times, but it may not be in the present!"

Old Long's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Ji Yuan with a half-smile.

"Interesting and interesting, but... what Mr. Ji Da said, is it really not an ancient method?"

Ji Yuan retracted his gaze towards the starry sky and looked at Old Long inexplicably.

"Hahaha...it's a joke, it's a joke!"

Old Long laughed and turned to look at Qin Zizhou who was even more confused.