Supernatural: I have a small world

In an instant, he saw a man in official uniform sitting on the ground next to the altar.

When Sun Cheng looked at him, he also noticed that the man's body seemed to be shrouded in some faint gray smoke.

And this man was Ma Linxiang who was supposed to be dead.

"Second Uncle!"

Ma Linxiang seemed to have been thrown badly, rubbing his buttocks on the ground for a while, and then stood up and walked over timidly.

"Ok!"

The second uncle gave him a fair look, and immediately, he looked at Sun Cheng again.

"Boy of the Sun family, the eye drops are not a secret. If you want it, you can go to me later and ask for the formula."

"But you have to remember that human beings and ghosts have different paths, even practitioners like me try to interfere as little as possible. Therefore, you can't just give eye drops to ordinary people, let alone spread them."

"Otherwise, if too many people know about the existence of ghosts and reincarnation, the world might be in chaos!"

Sun Cheng was overjoyed at first, but after listening to the second uncle's teaching carefully, he couldn't help being startled.

He thought about it carefully, and immediately thought of Qin Huang, Han Wu, Tang Taizong, etc. in history, all the famous emperors who have left a strong mark in the history of Xia Kingdom through the ages.

But the vast majority of them have not yet reached their twilight years.

Just for the so-called immortality, he did all kinds of ridiculous things.

Human greed and desire are things that even gods cannot grasp.

"Yes, Second Uncle!"

Sun Cheng replied solemnly, and then he looked at Ma Linxiang who had already walked beside him.

"Hey, man!"

Ma Linxiang was not familiar with Sun Cheng, but now he looked at him with bright eyes, "Lend me your body!"

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab Sun Cheng shyly.

"roll!"

The true energy in Sun Cheng's body was circulating, he quickly pinched the fingers of his right hand, and suddenly raised his middle finger, pointing at Ma Linxiang's ghost.

The next moment, a golden light shot out from his fingertips and hit Ma Linxiang directly, knocking him flying three or four meters away.

"Hey, how come you can do this trick!"

Ma Linxiang's ghost was shrouded in gray smoke, screaming and struggling to stand up from the ground.

Looking at Sun Cheng from afar, he shouted unwillingly.

The second uncle shook his head helplessly: "This is the Taoist spirit official seal, also known as the Yushu fire finger, and it is one of the most basic body protection seals. Ma Linxiang, you should be glad that the Sun family boy has just practiced not long ago. Otherwise, one finger will kill you." It can make you, a newly born kid, no longer have the possibility of reincarnation."

Ma Linxiang is also a bully and fears the tough. He knew from his second uncle that Sun Cheng is also a monk, so he didn't dare to approach him any more.

With a smile on his face, he bent slightly and surrounded the second uncle.

In three or five sentences, Ma Linxiang explained why he died in vain.

It turned out that last night, because of his kindness, the mayor went to Ma's house and told Li Yueying the truth about Ma's wealth.

Because in the past few days, he has harassed and taken advantage of that Li Yueying, and he has long been envied by that woman.

After Li Yueying heard the truth, she decided to kill Ma Linxiang as soon as she conspired with her husband Li Helin and others.

In the middle of the night that night, the three of Li Helin carefully disguised themselves and wanted to attack and kill Ma Linxiang while he was sleeping.

But he didn't want them to make too much noise, which still alarmed Ma Linxiang.

In the end, after a fierce battle, Ma Linxiang personally killed two of Li Helin's followers, and severely injured Li Helin.

But he himself was also under siege. Li Helin used Taoism to freeze his body for a moment, and was finally killed by a poisonous needle piercing his throat.

After finishing speaking, Ma Linxiang did not forget to ask him: "Second Uncle, you have all-powerful mana, why don't you avenge me. Otherwise, I can only go to Dachangtou again and ask him to avenge me Already!"

The second uncle rolled his eyes angrily at his rascal appearance, but soon, he seemed to have thought of something.

Immediately pinching his fingers to calculate, many beads of sweat immediately overflowed from his forehead.

"So that's how it is... so it is... Zhu Dachang's death should have been on your body... No wonder I haven't been able to figure it out for so many years..."

At the moment, he didn't like Ma Linxiang at all, so he snorted coldly angrily, and said sharply: "Ma Linxiang, you died in vain because of greed. Although it is pitiful, it is also karma!"

"The Taoist group has already been beaten to death by you for seeking your property. Although the two masterminds are not dead, they have paid a heavy price."

Ma Linxiang was very dissatisfied, "Second uncle, they are doing well, and they can even get the property that my old man left me, why did they pay the price?"

"Hey!"

The second uncle shook his head, "I did a fortune-telling when I was at home just now, then Li Yueying's fetal gas was moved for some reason, and the child in her stomach should not be able to keep it. It is estimated that she will have a miscarriage today and tomorrow. And she herself Even if you can survive, you will not be able to reproduce in the future!"

In the eyes of a heavenly eunuch like him who longs for family affection, having no offspring for a lifetime is the greatest punishment from heaven.

Ma Linxiang was obviously not satisfied with his answer, and snorted coldly: "I think you just don't want to avenge me, come on, I won't talk to you. I'd better go find my good brother, Dachangtou!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, and he was already six or seven meters away.

"return!"

The second uncle's face sank, he stomped his feet suddenly, endured the discomfort in his body, and quickly pinched his fingers at Ma Linxiang.

The next moment, Ma Linxiang's ghost was fixed there.

The second uncle snorted coldly: "Ma Linxiang, your revenge has been avenged, there is no need to harm others."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the resentment in the eyes of Ma Linxiang's ghost who couldn't move or speak.

He looked at Sun Cheng, "Boy of the Sun family, go to that box and take out that gossip basin!"

"Yes!"

Sun Cheng quickly took out a heavy basin from a wooden box.

The basin seems to be made of brass. The basin is in the shape of eight trigrams. The outer wall is engraved with patterns of Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui. Countless fine print.

Sun Cheng took a closer look curiously, and suddenly he was puzzled.

What is engraved on the wall of the basin is the "Taishang Sutra of Rescuing Suffering", in other words, this copper basin should be a magic weapon.

Moreover, it is also a magic weapon to send people to the underworld.

After Sun Cheng placed the copper basin on the ground, the second uncle used the peach wood magic sword.

He picked up a talisman from the altar, and with a wave of his hand, the talisman was printed on Ma Linxiang's body.

Immediately, he walked around the copper basin again, stepping on pace, and pointing at the copper basin with his hands from time to time.

Sun Cheng clearly saw that with every waving of the second uncle's fingers.

On the outer wall of the copper basin, the engraved patterns of Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui light up in sequence.

After turning them all on, his voice suddenly became louder.

"The world is muddy, Yin and Yang are separated!"

"Sins, merits and demerits, have their own decisions!"

"Send you to the lower realm, Mo Yaoji!"

"Brother Yin, please give me some advice, let's take him on the road!"

After finishing speaking, the second uncle pointed the magic sword in his hand at Ma Linxiang, quickly drew an arc in the air, and pointed the sword at the copper basin again.

The next moment, Ma Linxiang's ghost turned into a golden light and shot into the copper basin.

Sun Cheng looked intently, and for a moment there seemed to be a vortex at the bottom of the basin, and a small gray world seemed to appear on the other side of the vortex.

Just as he was about to look more carefully, he felt dizzy suddenly, and immediately felt his back being pulled.

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Chapter 032 Secrets of the Cultivation World (Thanks to Meteor for the reward)

"Boy of the Sun family, you don't want to die. You dare to peep into the underworld..."

It was the second uncle who gave Sun Cheng a hand.

Although he is old, his cultivation is not low.

Sun Cheng was pulled by him, and he quickly came back to his senses, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

"You, you are too curious!"

The second uncle shook his head, but his face was full of smiles.

He just sent away Ma Linxiang's ghost by means of a trick, and now he counts again, and the death of his grandson Zhu Dachang has indeed been lifted.

As a result, the knot that had troubled me for decades dissipated, and the second uncle's attitude towards Sun Cheng also changed qualitatively.

When he looked at Sun Cheng now, he already had the feeling of looking at his nephew.

Sun Cheng quickly circulated the true energy in his body, and after two or three small cycles, he felt his dizziness fade away.

He let out a sigh of relief and asked curiously, "Second Uncle, do underworlds and fairylands really exist in this world?"

"do not know!"

The second uncle's answer was very straightforward: "I have never been there, but the underworld should exist. Every year on the ghost festival, we monks can see ghosts escorting ghosts up."

"As for whether there is a fairy world, I don't know."

"Except for those patriarchs who founded the sect in Maoshan, in the past thousand years, there has not been a single patriarch whose name has been recorded in my Maoshan Ascension Book."

Sun Cheng was overjoyed!

With a background in sales, he is the most sensitive to changes in other people's attitudes.

Sun Cheng could now clearly feel that the second uncle's attitude towards him had changed.

Obviously, he took the initiative to help Zhu Dachang survive the catastrophe, and successfully gained the favor of his second uncle.

Now, in a good mood, he is willing to tell himself these secrets.

How could Sun Cheng miss such a good opportunity.

He opened his mouth immediately and asked the questions that had been accumulated in his brain for the past few years.

"Second uncle, are there many practitioners in our country?"

The second uncle sat on a wooden box, panted and rested.

After all, he is almost 90 years old, and his physical strength is not as good as Sun Cheng.

"How could there be many?" Second Uncle shook his head, "Although not all sects use the criteria of five disadvantages and three deficiencies to select their disciples. But you should also feel how thin the aura between heaven and earth is now, it is no longer It is suitable for monks to practice."

"Some famous sects with profound backgrounds can also rely on their own cultivation of medicinal materials to make alchemy to assist their disciples in their cultivation."

"But now it is not as good as in the past. Without spiritual energy, even if you cultivate the medicinal materials yourself and refine the elixir, the effect is not as good as the next generation!"

He sighed, hesitated for a while, and then said to Sun Cheng: "For example, our Maoshan school can be regarded as one of the most famous schools in the world. But the number of disciples who are still practicing under the school now is only a few hundred. .More than [-]% of them will find it difficult to break through the gasification stage in their entire lives."

Sun Cheng stared wide-eyed, even a well-known sect like Maoshan has only a few hundred monks.

After he calculated it, I am afraid that the total number of people in the current domestic practice circle may only be more than ten thousand.

"Then second uncle, is there a market for monks in the world to trade and exchange what they need?"

The second uncle gave him a blank look, "You, you are confused in doing business, how could there be such a place."

"Since the spiritual energy has become scarcer, the situation of practitioners has been deteriorating. If ordinary people get some chance, even if they can't eat it, they will report it to the sect, and there will always be some rewards."

"All sects and sects value their own cultivation methods, pills, and magic weapons very much. If they don't have enough for themselves, who will buy, sell, or trade them?"

"However, if some acquainted monks really need it, they can exchange what they need, and exchange what they need, but that is not considered a transaction."

Sun Cheng suddenly realized that the cultivation world in this world was extremely scarce because of various materials.

It is not enough for one's own use, and there is no way to form a trading market.

He was about to ask other questions, but the second uncle spoke again after a pause.

"Oh, by the way, when I was young, I heard a fellow Taoist from Mount Longhu say that there are mirages in Shaanxi and Hunan provinces."