Chapter 537: 10 years, Situ He!

Living in seclusion in a small town, the two began to transform into mortals.

If you want to transform into the gods, you must transform into the mortal.

To go forward, you must go backward.

This is Lu Xuanji's method of transforming spirits, which is mainly about cultivating mood.

Of course, there are also many monks who are not mortals, but still achieve gods.

Many monks, on the way of cultivation, keep losing their original intentions, and finally become evil dragons, but they still become strong or top-level strong.

Many top-level monks are still strong with poor personalities.

Many monks are in a bad mood and still become top powerhouses.

The state of mind is related to the strength of the monk, but it is not necessarily related.

…

In the small town, the two lived temporarily.

Jin Xi began to try making steamed buns and cooking food; Lu Xuanji went to the street and set up a stall to do fortune-telling.

At the beginning, Jin Xi was very uncomfortable.

In the past, when I was a child, I set foot on the fairy road. I used corn king rice as food, and most of the cooking was done by maids. Now it is sealed by mana. To be like a mortal woman, going to make delicious food, there are many discomforts.

But after getting used to it, Jin Xi tried to change.

After a month, swallowed food can already be made.

Lu Xuanji held a long sail with the words "Fortune-telling" written on it. Then he went to the street, set up a stall, and began to fortune-telling.

It's more of a fortune-telling, more psychological counseling.

Character determines destiny, changing character is essentially changing destiny.

Set up the stall, then put down a pot of tea and start a leisurely wait.

For three consecutive days, no business came to the door.

On the fourth day, the business did not come to the door, but instead came to the door to collect protection fees.

"When you do business here, you have to pay our boss!" A thug stepped on the stall and stepped on it. The stall fell down, and the teapot fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Dust flew up.

"Fellow Daoist, you are sick!"

Lu Xuanji said with a smile, "Press your right hand on your chest, it definitely hurts!"

"Don't be fooling around..." The little gangster said disdainfully, but when he pressed it on his chest, there were bursts of pain.

"Touch your left leg again, is it numb?"

Lu Xuanji laughed again.

The little **** touched it again, but it was slightly numb.

Involuntarily panicked.

"Now, press your head, is your head hurting!" Lu Xuanji said again.

The gangster pressed his head again, and it really hurt.

Immediately panicked, he stepped forward and said, "Xianchang, what am I doing?"

Nonsense, I see a doctor, and if I don't get sick, I get sick.

But on the surface, Lu Xuanji said foolishly: "This is the wind evil entering the body, entering the brain acupuncture point, come here, I will pulse for you!"

The little gangster was nervous and stretched out his wrist nervously.

Lu Xuanji pressed his finger on it, his expression changed, and then he began to flicker to his heart's content, saying some words that the world could not understand.

Finally, Lu Xuanji prescribed a prescription and handed it over.

In this way, the collection of protection fees abruptly turned into a medical meeting.

"Thank you, Xianchang, for saving your life!"

The little **** stepped forward.

"Pin Dao, I'm neither a fairy nor an elder, so I can't talk about the fairy!" Lu Xuanji laughed, with indifference in his words, and said, "Go on!"

The little **** nodded and left quietly.

Since then, there have been a lot fewer people who came to disturb, but mortals have come to see a doctor.

…

After the little gangster got better, he often came to see him.

Lu Xuanji did not refuse, and asked something with a smile.

The little gangster came from the Menghu Gang, and was considered one of the little cannon fodders.

After getting along for half a year, the little gangster asked: "Senior, I have something incomprehensible about Menghu Fist, I ask the senior to give me some advice!"

"Never mind!"

Lu Xuanji stood up and started pointing at Menghu Fist.

For some key points of this mortal martial arts, start to give pointers,

The little gangster listened and began to change, feeling that the power was raised by a notch, and his heart was joyful.

Quickly stepped forward to thank.

Every ten days and a half months, I also come to see him.

At the moment of meeting, bring a jar of wine or a basket of eggs, the gift is not expensive, but the friendship is here.

Lu Xuanji also responded with a smile.

Jin Xi said puzzled: "I observed for a moment, Situ He has average aptitude, average understanding, and no spiritual roots. He is just a mortal. Why do you value it so much?"

That little **** was Situ He.

Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "Do I value him? No, it's just an ordinary friend. You're not good at all. Interacting with people is not necessarily for profit. Many times it's just for a good mood, that's all!"

Jin Xi said, "I don't understand!"

Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "Xi'er, Hua Fan Bi is not simply disguising himself as a mortal and living in the mortal world, but the mentality of a mortal."

Jin Xi wondered: "But what is the heart of a mortal?"

"I won't say much about this, it's up to you to take care of it!" Lu Xuanji said, "Don't be too deliberate when you do things!"

Jin Xi was puzzled, but persisted.

…

Time flies, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

During these years of getting along, Situ He kept ingratiating himself and asked some martial arts questions, and Lu Xuanji did not hesitate to tell them.

During this process, Situ He benefited a lot, and his martial arts cultivation continued to improve.

Starting from the first level of body forging, becoming an acquired martial artist, and then becoming a congenital martial artist.

The former gangster, who used to be like a cannon fodder, has gradually become the overlord of the Menghu Gang, with hundreds of gang members under his command.

On this day, the two were drinking and chatting.

Situ He suddenly said: "Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I already have white hair on my head, and even my face has grown old, but senior is still young, can senior have a way of cultivating immortals?"

Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "Indescribable!"

Situ He said, knelt on the ground and said, "Senior, please grant the method of becoming immortal!"

Lu Xuanji laughed again: "No way!"

"Senior, give me the method of cultivating immortals!" Situ He still begged.

Lu Xuanji still shook his head and said nothing.

Situ He stood up and said indifferently, "Senior, is your stomach hurt at the moment?"

Lu Xuanji immediately held his stomach, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Are you poisoned?"

"Senior, I don't want to do this either. If you give me the method of becoming an immortal, I will give you the antidote immediately!" Situ He said, but his words were gloomy: "But if the senior doesn't give it, don't blame the junior for being ruthless. The junior will directly break your legs and imprison you in the secret room!"

"Senior's wife is as beautiful as a flower, and this junior just happened to taste it!"

Lu Xuanji scolded angrily, "Beast!"

Situ He coldly snorted: "Senior is an immortal master. According to the world of cultivating immortals, it should be a monk on the second level of Qi refining, or a monk on the third level of Qi refining. This kind of poison is called Jue Shen Poison. It's hard to get rid of it! Seniors, let's talk about it!"

"Sheng Mian, Dou Mi Chou, that's all!"

At this moment, Lu Xuanji wiped the black blood from his mouth, stood up, and no longer looked poisoned.

Jin Xi also came out and said indifferently: "Husband, I have planned to give you a gift to help you on the path of immortal cultivation!"

"Senior, spare your life!..."

Situ He pleaded, but a dagger appeared on his palm, stabbing Xiang Lu Xuanji.

Dang!

The dagger stabbed Lu Xuanji's chest, but instead of piercing the skin, it made a crisp sound.

The dagger broke.

Lu Xuanji stepped forward, slapped his palm on the forehead, and the watermelon shattered.

Situ He died on the spot. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Let's go, let's change another place, another place!" Lu Xuanji said.

"it is good!"