Volume 2: Ren Ping Sheng Chapter 33: The Dark Spirit

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  After eating and drinking, the two returned to the college. With the secret book of Taoist magic "Invisibility Technique" in hand, Wang Fu made a decisive decision, paid the tuition fee to the academy, and got a separate dormitory room, which was located next to Chen Jianchen's room.

  After moving in, Wang Fudeng hastily closed the door and devoted himself to diligent cultivation.

  Chen Jianchen didn't bother with him and stayed in his room to study "The Three Pure Chapters".

  A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and tomorrow is the day when Ming Hua Academy officially starts school. From tomorrow on, all students in the academy must attend classes on time and listen to lectures in an orderly manner, and can no longer enter and leave the academy freely.

  Thinking of that nearly three-point-one-line dull life, Chen Jianchen couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed.

  Wang Fugui knocked on the door and came in. He looked like he hadn't slept for several days, his hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot.

  "Brother Fu Tai, why is this?"

  Wang Fu rubbed his eyes and said, "My foolish brother is indeed cultivating the immortal art. Upon closer inspection, it's truly profound and subtle... Hmm, just as I was reading the crucial part, there's a sentence that says 'The subtlety of concealment lies in not being attached to external objects; one's heart must be like an infant's in order to succeed.' I don't understand how to interpret this, so I came to ask you, Liu Xian."

  He came to ask, but didn't bring the original book. Chen Jianchen knew that little trick, and didn't expose it, instead saying with a bit of malice: "From the literal meaning, it's saying that if you want to practice invisibility, you must take off all your clothes..."

  Upon hearing this, Wang slapped his thigh: "Indeed, I knew it. After practicing for several days without success, it turns out that one has to strip naked to make it work. It makes sense, my body can turn invisible, but clothes cannot, and that would ruin the entire effect of the immortal technique."

  Chen Jianchen almost spat out his food - after practicing for several days, he still couldn't succeed... How could he say such things, did he really think that the Taoist way was child's play? That one could learn it in just a few casual days?

  "Liu Xian, wait a moment, I'll be right back."

  Saying so, he quickly ran out.

  Chen Jianchen was taken aback, thinking to himself that this guy wouldn't actually go back and perform a striptease, would he...

  No sooner had the thought occurred than Wang Fu came running over again - completely naked, with a sloppy and loose skin all over his body.

  Chen Jianchen was shocked, quickly closed the door and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Fu Tai brother, what's this again? If others see it, I'm afraid you'll be accused of corrupting public morals."

  Liu Xian was shocked and said: "Rufu, you can see me? I'm hiding!"

  Chen Jianchen almost slapped him, feeling both angry and amused: "Hurry up and put on your clothes."

  Wang Fu was both disappointed and indignant, saying: "The Taoist is unscrupulous, using a fake book to deceive me. It's really detestable. I'll go burn that rotten book right now."

  Chen Jianchen sneered: He didn't suspect that the secret recipe Wang Fu obtained was fake, and there was no need for the Taoist to go to such lengths. It's just that Wang Fu is not enlightened, and cultivating Taoist techniques is extremely difficult in itself. Let alone practicing for a few days, even if he practiced for a few years, it's unlikely he would master it. Wang Fu's eagerness to succeed was doomed from the start.

  Chen Jianchen was directly enlightened by the "Threefold Truth", and opened up the Mud Pill Palace, but after bitter cultivation for a long time, he still can't even condense a single thread of true energy.

  When Wang Fu wanted to burn the book, Chen Jianchen's heart moved and he said: "Brother Fu, why don't you let me take a look at that book instead?"

  Wang Fu said: "Since Liu Xian wants to see it, I'll give it to you."

  He ran back, dressed properly and brought the little book over to Chen Jianchen. He had already decided that the book was a fake, but doing this favor wouldn't hurt either.

  That book was only the size of a palm, with yellowed paper and written in small cursive script with rope heads. After reading it briefly, it indeed had subtleties everywhere.

  Chen Jianchen did not read it carefully, if this book is true, it belongs to the Taoist method, he cannot cultivate it. Moreover, "The Three True Chapters" says "A gentleman is like a mountain and jade, not greedy for external things, nor confused by them", which means that one should stabilize their mind, endure temptation, and not be distracted by new and strange things, otherwise, not only will they fail to attain their goal, but also pollute their original heart.

  He wants to keep the secret recipe in his hands, and if there's a chance in the future, he can give it to Yining to learn.

  ……

  That night, the moonlight was hazy and somewhat dark.

  A lamp in the room was like a bean, Chen Jianchen lay on the bed, with his eyes closed, thinking about the scene of tomorrow's formal school opening.

  Suddenly, the room was filled with a gloomy atmosphere, as if a dark wind had swept past. In an instant, a small, green-faced, fang-toothed goblin appeared before his eyes. The little demon was only about three feet tall and held a trident in its hand. Seeing Chen Jianchen, it immediately shouted: "You scholar, I have no grudge against you, why did you dare to destroy my statue?"

  Chen Jianchen retorted: "You little devil from who-knows-where, what nonsense are you spouting here?"

  "That little demon said: 'I am the land of Yang Village.'"

  Chen Jianchen burst out laughing: "So you're actually this little devilish thing, utterly detestable."

  The little demon was furious and shouted: "Chen Jianchen, you have offended the gods and committed a heinous crime. How dare you still boast about your eloquence? You really deserve to die!"

  Chen Jianchen said proudly: "I possess the 'Three Orthodox Chapters', rectify the Confucian way, do not worship heaven and earth, do not ask about ghosts and gods, what crime is there? You little demon, dare to disturb my heart and spirit, it's you who should die."

  The little demon was furious, holding up a three-pronged fork and charging forward, opening his mouth to bare his teeth, wanting to bite Chen Jianchen.

  It came fiercely, Chen Jianchen had a few points of fear in his heart, and he reacted slowly, being pounced on by the opponent, scratched and bitten to the point of pain, with blood dripping.

  Buzz!

  At the moment of struggle, a light flashed on Chen Jianchen's body, which was precisely the evil-warding brush. The entire body of the pen was shining brightly. It came extremely fast, and the tip of the pen shone brightly, instantly dotting the little ghost's forehead.

  Ah!

  That little demon let out a miserable cry and was instantly reduced to nothingness.

  Huh?

  Chen Jianchen suddenly opened his eyes and realized he had just had a dream.

  But this dream was so real that he immediately thought that everything just now was true, and that the little ghost's yin spirit had escaped and entered his mind to harm his soul.

  A person's soul is intangible and immaterial, but it is a real existence. If it is damaged, the person will become stupid, become an idiot, or even die of fright if shocked too much.

  At this thought, Chen Jianchen couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

  It turned out that the little ghost was actually a land spirit from Jingyang Village, and it was unknown how he ended up in Jiangzhou City, let alone being able to enter the academy, truly audacious.

  Chen Jianchen knew that the world was vast and full of strange things, with mountain spirits in the mountains, city gods in the cities, and land gods on the earth, all under the jurisdiction of the underworld. Now, having seen them once, what were called ghosts and spirits turned out to be just like this.

  He thought that he had just seen the little ghost pounce on him fiercely, his mind was not firm enough, and he appeared to be afraid of the negative emotions, which led to a flaw, and almost got hurt by the other party, fortunately, the evil-warding pen appeared, and he narrowly escaped.

  What a close call!

  After all, I still lack strength and tempering, otherwise how can these monsters get close?