Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

"Being able to make the building blocks of the floating city so vividly can also be used to develop a method to actively enter the dead world."

"He should have seen the Floating City more than once, and with the addition of Lin Zi Jue, it is equivalent to saying that he has been to the realm of death!"

"The facial bones are clearly defined. His body should not be very old..."

"But there are gods, or even higher realms, which obviously come from a certain secret realm, the tomb valley secret realm is most likely!"

"The first time I saw him, the secret realm of the tomb valley hadn't been opened yet. Sure enough, the ancient monks in the secret realm had a secret way to the outside world."

"Third level of Qi training, the breath is calm and there is no fluctuation at all, it should not be a way to hide the cultivation base, but to directly suppress and seal the cultivation base."

"And when he branded the jade slip, his consciousness fluctuated violently, and he seemed to be injured, so he chose to exchange it with me instead of grabbing it outright."

"..."

Yang Fan was walking on the concrete road beside the Taojiang River, thoughts emerged in his mind, thinking about all the clues about Fengpeng, feeling an inexplicable sense of urgency.

That is the pressure from the unknown and the opponent is too strong to resist.

"Xiao Hei is too straightforward, just pretend to be dead!"

"You still have to rely on yourself, recover first, and raise your realm!"

The cold wind was cold, and when he walked to a remote place, Yang Fan's figure flashed to the sky, turning into a black spot and flying towards Yonghe Village.

More than half an hour later, he landed in the front hall of the ancestral hall in the village.

A disciple who was meditating cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, got up and bowed hastily, "Elder brother!"

"Well, is there anything unusual?"

"I just saw it. The soul cards of Senior Sister and Elder Niu are intact. Now I take a look every hour every day."

"Okay, keep an eye on it."

Yang Fan stepped out of the ancestral hall and was about to go home. He caught a glimpse of the lights on in the teaching building in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and fell over.

The door was open, and in the office, Lin Jiamo was sitting on the sofa, holding a book in his hand with a concentrated expression, his feet were soaking in the wooden basin, and wisps of heat were rising.

Yang Fan knocked on the door and walked in, "Aren't you resting so late?"

Lin Jiamo looked up and smiled, "Well, I'll go back to the dormitory in a while, after soaking..."

As she spoke, she seemed to realize something. She put down the book, quickly pulled her feet out of the tub, wrapped them in a white dry towel next to her, and then slowly wiped them off.

The action is quick and the time is short.

But Yang Fan still saw a pair of slender and smooth jade feet, just like a child's. It was completely unimaginable that they were born on an adult in his 20s.

Small and exquisite, so breathtakingly beautiful, it would be monotonous and pale to use any words to describe it.

The three-inch golden lotus refers to her.

For a moment Yang Fan was stunned, wondering if she had bound her feet since she was a child as in the legend.

Although this custom has long been abolished, there are still a small number of remote areas in Daxia.

Lin Jiamo's face was reddish unnaturally, noticing Yang Fan's expression, he simply stopped covering it up, dried himself carefully, put on white socks, and submerged in cotton shoes.

She stroked the hem of her coat, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "When I was a child, my grandma said that I gave birth to a pair of jade feet, and that I would grow up to be a beautiful woman with a prosperous appearance, so I bound my feet since I was three years old. "

Yang Fan was silent for a moment, and said: "It is true that she has grown into a beautiful woman."

Lin Jiamo shook his head, "It hurts. I walked with a limp for a long time. When my grandma and mother weren't paying attention, I often tore it off by myself. When I was found out, I was punished with a board. It wasn't until I was eight years old that I found out that even if I didn't pester it, it wouldn't hurt." No matter how long it takes, it's over."

"..." Yang Fan was speechless, in other words, these were the feet of an eight-year-old girl.

Lin Jiamo changed the subject: "It's so late, what do you need from me?"

"Seeing that the light is on here, come and have a look." After a pause, Yang Fan continued: "If you are not going to rest, please help me do the divination."

"You?" Lin Jiamo was surprised, his eyelashes fluttered, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Didn't you say last time that you should not be counted?"

"It's not me, Shen Xintong and Niu Guyu."

Lin Jiamo nodded and said with a smile: "Then you don't need me, your knowledge is deeper than mine."

"I haven't recovered from my injury." His deduction needs the support of spiritual consciousness.

"it is good."

"Do you need a birthday horoscope?"

"No, just give me what they have used or touched."

Yang Fan rummaged through the storage ring for a while, and took out a comb and a pair of sunglasses.

Lin Jiamo took the two items, held them in the palm of his hand and looked at them carefully, then took out three bronze coins from his pocket, sat upright, held the copper coins together and began to shake.

Yang Fan watched secretly, quite surprised, an ordinary person without any cultivation support, but the moment she scattered the ancient coins on the coffee table, the air in the whole room seemed to flow according to a certain trajectory.

Metaphysics, it is really mysterious enough.

Green fingers kept counting, and the ancient coins fell twelve times in a row. Lin Jiamo's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally smiled, saying:

"It's been a while since I've had contact with them. Based on the karma between you and them, I made a rough calculation. In three years, your luck will be prosperous and everything will be smooth sailing."

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, "What about in three years?"

Lin Jiamo said with a smile: "You are really greedy, if you do any more calculations, I will faint."

"Sorry." Yang Fan sat down opposite her with a smile, took out the silver needle for disinfection, and said curiously: "If you don't mind, can you tell me the reason for your puncture?"

Lin Jiamo lifted his glasses and rubbed his temples with both hands, "It's probably my eyes. Although myopia is severe, I can see or perceive many things that others cannot perceive, and then form a causal line in my mind. for example……"

He took a serious look at Yang Fan, "For example, you have just been to the ancestral hall, and there is some dust from burning incense candles around you. Well, I stayed by the river before, and the river smell mixed with the smell of barbecue oil smoke. Deduction."

"..." Yang Fan was speechless, he was shocked, but he also understood.

The spirit body of the fairy pupil, the sea of ​​energy is in the pupil, after stepping into the practice, even a monk with a high level of cultivation is like a snail in her eyes, and she can predict the opponent's movement according to the trajectory.

Lin Jiamo pursed his lips and smiled, "On this basis, I also learned a lot of related divination techniques, the gossip and feng shui taught by Tianshi Longhushan, the push back map of the town of ghosts, foreign tarot cards, etc. The set of methods I use now is summed up by myself, and I haven’t made any mistakes for the time being.”

After a pause, he continued: "The Good Fortune Heart Sutra you gave belongs to another branch of the Dao of Deduction. It needs to be supported by cultivation. I can't use it for the time being, but it also benefits a lot."

Yang Fan nodded, got up and walked over, "I'll help you with acupuncture to relieve fatigue."

Lin Jiamo looked at the long silver needle that was shining with cold light, and asked silently, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, just take two strokes, take it easy."

When Lin Jiamo closed her eyes and her eyelashes were trembling, Yang Fan quickly pricked her temples on both sides, and then put it away, "Okay!"

That's good... Lin Jiamo blinked, and felt it carefully, and his brain was clear, even more refreshing than sleeping. He smiled and said, "It's true, thank you."

"That won't bother you, go back and rest early."

"Ah."

When Yang Fan walked to the door, Lin Jiamo called out, "Yang Fan!"

Yang Fan turned his head in doubt: "What?"

Lin Jiamo shook his head: "It's okay, good night."

"Good night."

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