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Ning Caichen looked at the little dog Jin Jian who was accompanying him, but saw the chicken bones floating out by themselves. Qiu Ming and Yan Chixia both knew that it was not that the chicken bones floating out by themselves, but that there was a little ghost running below with the chicken bones running.

Yan Chixia reached out and wiped Ning Caichen's eyes. Ning Caichen saw a ghost with a red light radiant in green light running with a chicken bone. The ghost didn't eat chicken bones at all, it was just teasing Jin Jian to play.

This kind of little ghost is not capable, Yan Chixia can destroy it at will. But when he pulled out the Vajra nail in his sleeve, the ghost seemed to have been summoned and disappeared through the door.

The chicken bone fell to the ground, Jin Jian picked it up, looking confused. But when he turned around, he stopped thinking, and wagged his tail and ate the chicken bone happily.

"Brother Qiu, what was the one who was emitting red light just now?" Ning Caichen was frightened. This was not normal.

Yan Chixia casually said, "It's just a ghost, nothing is powerful."

"What did you say? Yin Ling? That's a ghost!" Ning Caichen's voice trembled a little. This big beard seemed to be scaring. If it weren't for a ghost, how could this chicken bone float just now?

"Big bearded man, don't talk nonsense. We scholars are full of righteousness and are not invaded by ghosts!"

"Scholars? Are you the No. 1 or the No. 2? I didn't see it with integrity?" Yan Chixia stuffed a piece of beef into her mouth. "I hate you poor scholars like you, who are full of saints all day long, but they are full of colorful things!"

In this dilapidated temple, the most people who died were these poor scholars, who had no concentration at all and could not withstand temptation at all! Some of them did not need temptation at all, and they were delivered to the door on their own initiative.

Ning Caichen wanted to refute, but when he saw the fierce look of the bearded man, he didn't dare to say anything. Qiu Mingxin said that if he had known that he would have been a little more fierce, he would have avoided being annoyed by Ning Caichen.

After drinking a bowl of wine, Ning Caichen soon became confused. He had never drunk wine a few times, let alone such strong wine.

Seeing Ning Caichen lying down to sleep, Qiu Ming picked up the unfinished food: "Sir Yan, let's talk to you for a while?"

Yan Chixia hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and he had some questions and wanted to ask Qiu Ming, so he nodded, and the two of them packed up their things and arrived at Yan Chixia's room.

Yan Chixia's room was very few, she only saw a package, a book, and a long sword.

"Hero Yan still reads Buddhist scriptures? It's still Sanskrit. I always thought Hero Yan was a sword immortal." Qiu Ming asked deliberately.

"The Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures have inspired me. I want to learn something that is useful to me. And whether it is Buddhist scriptures or Taoist scriptures, as long as they can eliminate demons, that is enough."

Yan Chixia did not shy away from this. He was a casual cultivator himself, and it was not easy for him to reach this point today. No matter what Buddhist scriptures or Taoist scriptures he could make his cultivation go further, that was a good sutra.

"Have you recited this Diamond Sutra?" Qiu Ming asked.

Yan Chixia narrowed her eyes: "Brother Qiu also knows Sanskrit?" He didn't say that this was the Diamond Sutra. Qiu Ming actually knew that he must know Sanskrit.

"Know a little bit." The Sanskrit mastery that was rewarded at the beginning was still very useful.

"I have studied the Diamond Sutra thousands of times and can be recited. Brother Qiu is also interested in Buddhist scriptures?" In order to learn the Diamond Sutra, he could learn it for a long time with an old monk who knew Sanskrit.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva..." Qiu Ming began to recite the Heart Sutra, which are both of the Buddhist Mahayana Prajna lineage. He planned to exchange the Heart Sutra for the Diamond Sutra.

Yan Chixia's hand holding the bowl suddenly stopped, then put it down, and listened carefully to the Heart Sutra that Qiu Ming recited. Qiu Ming actually had Buddhist scriptures?!

After reading it once, Qiu Ming looked at Yan Chixia with a smile: "Sir Yan, how is my scripture? Is it helpful to you?"

Yan Chixia was silent for a moment: "Yes, what are you going to do?"

Qiu Ming pointed to Yan Chixia's Diamond Sutra: "Can you copy this sutra for me? Similarly, my Heart Sutra will also write a copy for you."

Change of scriptures?

Yan Chixia nodded immediately: "No problem." For those monks with sect inheritance, this will be very difficult. The sect inheritance cannot be leaked!

But Yan Chixia is a casual cultivator, and this sutra was obtained by accident. Qiu Ming did not value these things very much. He even taught others his family's skills, but it was not from the same world anyway.

Yan Chixia flipped through it. There was no pen, ink, paper and inkstone here. How could he use his pen? Even if he was drawing talismans, he would draw with his own blood.

Seeing Yan Chixia agree so happily, Qiu Ming was also very happy: "Sir Yan, I can still use one stroke of thunder in my palm. I wonder if I can exchange your secret technique?"

Palm Thunder? Yan Chixia thought about it. His Blood Thunder Palm is not bad. Maybe he can exchange it for a while. He nodded again. But at the same time, Yan Chixia was a little curious. This palm Thunder belongs to the Taoist magic? Could it be that Qiu Ming is also a fellow Buddhist practitioner?

Yan Chixia has already regarded Qiu Ming as a casual cultivator who has gained some opportunities and explored himself. In addition, Qiu Ming is hospitalized and invited him to drink, which is very consistent with his temper. He has already regarded Qiu Ming as a friend.

"Brother Qiu, are you also a fellow Buddhist practitioner? We all explore ourselves and communicate more with each other to improve our cultivation."

Qiu Ming was simply eager for this, so he immediately agreed that he wanted to communicate with Yan Chixia in terms of talismans and other aspects.

Master Liu Ruozhuo once said that discussing Taoism with others is also a kind of practice. He is also solving doubts for others and also solving doubts for himself. The two of them are now talking about their understanding of talismans. Qiu Ming discovered that Yan Chixia really mastered some talismans that he didn't know.

Just as Qiu Ming and Yan Chixia were chatting, a woman in green came over deep in the woods. The woman had a beautiful face, and her clothes were as thin as gauze, looming.

But if someone takes a closer look, he will find that the woman is not walking at all, but her feet are floating against the ground. Who is this person? She is clearly a female ghost!

Ning Caichen got up in a daze and walked to the corner outside to pee. He was thirsty after drinking, and all the bamboo tubes of water were drunk.

When he walked back to the room after peeing, he saw that the candles in the bearded room were still on. He muttered that the two of them could not finish talking.

Suddenly someone patted his shoulder and he said casually: "Brother Qiu, you are back, hurry up and go to bed, you have a headache."

"Young Master, your son."

Ning Caichen turned around suddenly, why is he a woman?

"Young Master, the night is long and there is no intention to sleep. The little girl falls in love with the young master's style. I wish you good to cultivate the swallow."
Chapter completed!