Witch Wind

Chapter 235 Mechanical Spirit (Part )

Met on the road?
Huang Daolin nodded slightly, his eyes fell on this person, and he had no impression of having seen him somewhere before.

However, there are many people who came uninvited today, and this person might be one of them.

But the man stepped forward, bowed to Huang Daolin, and performed a martial arts salute, "This must be Senior Huang Daolin, I am Wang Qiyuan, a missionary of the Raojiang Gushen Sect..."

Hearing this, Huang Daolin's eyebrows moved slightly.

Rao Jiang, the Gu God Cult?

He was just discussing this with Yang Wenhui upstairs, and now he comes to my house?

He waved his hand to stop the other party from talking, and said with a smile, "A guest is a guest. Find a place to sit first. Xiaoyang, receive him."

"Good!"

Chen Yang hurried over.

Huang Daolin asked Huang Ying to welcome Gu Qianer and her daughter into the house, and the room was bustling with activity.

Wang Qiyuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Huang Daolin had already turned around and left, going upstairs.

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Name: Wang Qiyuan.

Physical fitness:2690.

Mental power: 2586/2800.

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Chen Yang walked over and said, "Mr. Wang, right? Sorry, sorry, my uncle is a little busy. Let's go to the side and warm ourselves by the fire..."

As he spoke, he led Wang Qiyuan towards the campfire beside the courtyard.

Heating in the village in winter is very simple. You can either make a fire in front of the stove or find an old washbasin and throw a few rotten wood stakes or pieces of wood into the basin, light it, and you're done.

The village is close to the mountains, and the thing it has the most is firewood.

A group of people gathered around the fire, eating melon seeds and chatting, it was so relaxing.

There is no one around the campfire at the moment. There is nothing to do in the afternoon. Everyone will either go home, play cards, or watch others play cards.

Wang Qiming seemed a little depressed. They were both uninvited guests, so why could the mother and daughter of the Gu family go into the house and enjoy the air conditioning while he had to stay in the yard by the fire and enjoy the cold wind?
After all, I am a missionary of the Gu God Cult. I am treated as a VIP wherever I go and I have to be polite to everyone who sees me. Why am I being treated so coldly here?

This Huang Daolin, I guess he has never heard of what the Gu Shen Cult is like?

That’s right. It’s normal for a monk like this who lives in seclusion in the mountains to not know about the outside world.

I need to be more patient. I came to Sichuan with a mission. I must not miss the big thing because of a little emotion.

I seem to have seen Yang Wenhui from the Yang family just now. When the time comes, I can ask Yang Wenhui to explain the Gu Shen Cult to Huang Daolin and have him assist from the side. This time my mission should be smoother.

Wang Qiyuan thought so in his heart.

At this time, Chen Yang suddenly turned around and said to him, "By the way, Mr. Wang, you haven't given the gift yet, right?"

Wang Qiyuan was stunned for a moment.

As a gift?

"Let's go get the gifts first?" Chen Yang led him directly to the gift-giving table under the eaves next to him.

Wang Qiyuan's forehead was full of black lines. Are you kidding me? This kind of thing should be voluntary. Why are you taking the initiative like this? Are you obsessed with money?
Maybe, different places have different customs. They may be different from Raojiang. The customs here are so direct.

The receptionist who recorded the gift money had already left. Chen Yang took out the account book himself, turned to the end, picked up the pen, raised his head and looked at Wang Qiyuan eagerly.

Looking at this face, Wang Qiyuan felt inexplicably annoyed.

This boy looked quite handsome, but this smile made Wang Qiyuan feel uncomfortable instinctively.

It felt like being a deer being targeted by a lion.

But this boy is obviously just an ordinary person.

Although he was unhappy, Wang Qiyuan didn't want to cause any trouble. Since he was already here, it was only right for him to give a gift.

He laughed dryly, "I came here in a hurry, and I didn't know there was a wedding in Mr. Huang's family, so I didn't bring any cash."

"It's OK, I can use a credit card or WeChat..."

Chen Yang smiled and pointed to a machine beside the table, "You can still touch it."

Wang Qiyuan's face twitched when he heard this, and he immediately laughed dryly, "Young man, how much do you usually give as a gift?"

When Chen Yang heard this, he immediately laughed. It was just a gift, was it necessary to make him so angry?

"It depends on how close the relationship is. For those with distant relationships, three to five hundred is not too little. For those with close relationships, thirty to fifty thousand is not too much. Some people who want to make friends with my great-uncle or ask my great-uncle for favors may give me three to five hundred thousand..."

At this point, Chen Yang looked up at the man and said, "My great uncle has no other hobbies but these yellow and white things. The more gifts he receives, the happier he is. Just now, that old man Yang Wenhui was really rich. He gave 660,000 yuan as a gift. My great uncle was so happy that he kept chatting with him for a while."

"Oh?"

Wang Qiyun was a little surprised when he heard this. A hermit like Huang Daolin likes yellow and white things?

Isn't this a bit outrageous?
However, masters always have some quirks. Some like money, some like women. As a missionary of the religion, he has met too many different kinds of people.

If Huang Daolin's only interest is to make money, then his mission this time seems to be much simpler.

"Mr. Wang?"

Chen Yang's voice brought him back to reality from his imagination.

"Sorry, lost my mind."

Wang Qiyuan came back to his senses and said, "In that case, I'll follow this number, 66 Dashun..."

"Hey, Mr. Wang, you are so generous. It seems that you and my great uncle have a special relationship."

Chen Yang looked like a philistine, "What's Mr. Wang's name?"

"Wang Qiyuan, Qi means start, and Yuan means one dollar or two dollars."

"Wang Qiyuan, a gift of 660,000 yuan."

Chen Yang imitated the guest teacher and sang Wang Qiyuan's name, then wrote it down in the booklet.

This sudden shout startled the people playing cards at the nearby tables. They turned their heads and looked over here in shock.

66?
Or 66 yuan?
Are you kidding me?

Where did this rich man come from? Why is he so unfashionable?

Everyone was watching, Wang Qiyuan's face was full of black lines. He took out his card and gritted his teeth to pay 66.

This person is really honest, he really gives what he says!
I don’t think all the guests present today, combined, have brought this much in gifts, right?
He took out two packs of cigarettes from the cupboard, handed them to Wang Qiyuan, and then led him to the fire to warm himself.

This guy is obviously much more enthusiastic.

Wang Qiyuan said, "Young man, when will you take me to see Mr. Huang?"

Since you said he loves money, I'll give you the gift money. You should at least let me see him, right?
And you want me to sit on the bench here?

"No hurry, wait a little longer, I'll take you upstairs after Uncle and Old Yang finish talking."

"How long will they talk?"

"It won't take long, Mr. Wang. From your accent, you don't sound like someone from Shu, right?"

"Well, I'm from Raojiang, young man. What's your relationship with Mr. Huang?" Wang Qiyuan said perfunctorily, and then started to inquire about Chen Yang's true situation.

"He is my great uncle."

Chen Yang's answer was even more perfunctory.

Wang Qiyuan's face was full of black lines. Could this kid have done it on purpose?
It was our first meeting and no one had ever seen each other before, so it shouldn't be that serious.

Wang Qiyuan was about to ask something else when he saw Chen Yang leaning down.

The fire in the basin was a little low, so he added some dry leaves into it and blew hard with his cheeks puffed out.

"oops."

The fire did start, but Chen Yang suddenly covered his eyes and screamed.

"what happened?"

Wang Qiyuan was stunned for a moment.

"My eyes are falling into the dregs."

Chen Yang rubbed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

Wang Qiyuan was completely speechless. Is this kid here just to be funny?
"Mr. Wang, please help me blow it!"

Chen Yang covered his left eye and looked at Wang Qiyuan sincerely with his other good eye.

Wang Qiyuan was dumbfounded.

Do I know you well? Should I help you blow your eyes? Aren't you being too presumptuous?

I am a master of the spiritual realm, how could I treat you like this?
He wanted to say, you should find someone else, but when he turned around, there was no one around.

There was no way, he still had a mission. This kid seemed to have a close relationship with Huang Daolin. It was really hard to offend him before he dealt with Huang Daolin.

He immediately came over and pried open Chen Yang's eyes.

These eyes...

Why does it seem a little different?

The moment their eyes met, Wang Qiyuan was stunned.

Where is the scum?
He only felt that Chen Yang's eyes were like a deep lake, as if there was some huge secret in it, attracting him to explore.

As soon as their eyes met, it was as if there was an infinite magic power that could not be moved away. The two pupils quickly split into two like cell division.

Heavy pupil?

Oh no, pupil technique?
Wang Qiyuan was well-informed and realized immediately that he had been tricked. He wanted to look away, but found that he couldn't do it.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were trying to pull his consciousness into the bottomless abyss in Chen Yang's eyes.

Master!

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have completely underestimated the young man in front of him.

I shuddered and was terrified.

He quickly bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain kept him awake for a while.

His mental strength was being rapidly consumed by the opponent's pupil technique.

This guy is quite capable. He relied on his strong willpower to fight with Chen Yang.

Chen Yang frowned slightly at this moment.

This guy is more difficult to deal with than he thought.

However, Wang Qiyuan's spiritual power is only at the 28th level, while Chen Yang is now at the 34th level. No matter how he resists, the outcome is doomed.

It's nothing more than making Chen Yang consume more mental energy.

Let’s fight and see who can last longer.

Wang Qiyuan was in a daze, with sweat covering his forehead. The door to his spiritual platform slowly closed, trying to stop his mental power from leaking out and to protect even a trace of consciousness.

He bit his tongue and lips, and blood was flowing down.

However, at this moment, a hand pressed on the Baihui point on the top of his head.

A burst of energy was pressed down, and in an instant, the door to the spiritual platform was opened, and a large amount of mental power surged out like a dam bursting.

what?
He let out a low cry in his heart, and instantly felt an invisible force tearing at his consciousness and pulling him into the bottomless abyss.

Next, my consciousness went dark and I knew nothing.

Chen Yang suddenly felt the pressure reduced, and the two pupils in his eyes quickly merged into one again.

He squeezed his eyes to relieve the discomfort in his eyes, then looked up and saw Huang Daolin and Yang Wenhui standing behind Wang Qiyuan.

Huang Daolin's hand had just been withdrawn from Wang Qiyuan's head.

Wang Qiyuan, sitting in front of the fire, looked unchanged, but his eyes were a little dull.

"Talking upstairs!"

Huang Daolin said this and turned around and walked upstairs.

Chen Yang heaved a sigh of relief and said to Wang Qiyuan, "Mr. Wang, please go upstairs."

Wang Qiyuan stood up and went upstairs.

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study.

Chen Yang came in last and closed the door.

Yang Wenhui stood in front of Wang Qiyuan and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

Wang Qiyuan just stood there silently without any reaction, his eyes seemed unfocused.

"Boy, what's your trick? Eye technique? Hypnosis?" Yang Wenhui was very surprised and looked at Chen Yang.

"more or less."

Chen Yang nodded, "It just wastes a bit of mental energy."

Yang Wenhui opened his mouth slightly. It seemed that he didn't know much about this kid. When did he learn this skill?

With just a glance, he hypnotized a powerful man who had entered the late spiritual realm.

It seems that I have to pay attention to this kid in the future. Otherwise, if I am hypnotized by him by accident and forced to dance in public, it would be really disgraceful.

"You are so reckless."

Huang Daolin rarely rebuked Chen Yang, "This person's mental strength is not much different from yours. If you rashly use this kind of pupil technique, it is easy to be backfired and hurt yourself."

"I know."

Chen Yang nodded. "This person is not ordinary. I have many questions. I'm afraid I need to ask him for answers..."

This man is a missionary of the Gu Shen Cult, so he should know something about the deputy leader of the Gu Shen Cult, Murong Qian.

Yang Wenhui asked, "Is your pupil technique reliable? Will he be able to break free?"

The old man was still a little worried. If Chen Yang's pupil technique was unreliable, this behavior would undoubtedly be stroking the tiger's whiskers. He was sitting here and was recognized by this man. The Gu God Cult was not something their Yang family could afford to provoke.

Chen Yang said, "His mental power is not as good as mine, and he has been under a spell. Unless I can break the spell for him, he can only seek help from a strong person whose mental power is far stronger than his. But forcibly breaking the spell will damage his spiritual platform. Losing his cultivation is a small matter, but it may also damage his mind..."

"Can't break the spell by yourself?"

"Yes, when his spiritual power is stronger than mine and his will is stronger, he will have a chance to break the imprint I left in his mind..."

Chen Yang smiled. This double pupil technique was almost useless against people with higher spiritual cultivation than himself, and it was easy to be backlashed. However, it was much easier to deal with people with lower spiritual cultivation than himself.

Don't be fooled by the dull look on Wang Qiyuan's face now, that's because the hypnosis depth that Chen Yang gave him was not high, only level three. In this case, he was almost in an unconscious and illusory state, just like a drunk person. No matter what you ask him, he will say what you control, and he will do whatever you ask him to do.

When Chen Yang deepens the hypnosis to level four or above, he will be like Ren Ali before, and look no different from an ordinary person on the surface.

He has normal behaviors and thoughts, but some stereotyped memories are implanted deep in his brain. This memory is so deep in his bones that only a being with extremely strong mental power or a high-level hypnotist has the ability to erase it.

You can't even tell that he is hypnotized, so how can you think of helping him to break the hypnotic state?

Therefore, Chen Yang is still very confident in the double pupil technique.

This Wang Qiyuan is different from Ren Qianqiu.

Ren Qianqiu is a powerful being in the realm of creation. He has been tempered by heavenly thunder and his will is extraordinary. The upper limit of his mental power can only be far beyond Chen Yang's.

It was the [Five Poisonous Miasma] that caused Ren Qianqiu's spirit to weaken, which gave Chen Yang the opportunity to temporarily hypnotize Ren Qianqiu.

However, as soon as the effect of the [Five Poisonous Miasma] disappears and Ren Qianqiu's mental strength recovers, Chen Yang's pupil hypnosis will naturally become ineffective.

Therefore, it was totally unrealistic for him to control Ren Qianqiu through the double pupil technique.

As for this Wang Qiyuan, his mental strength is not as good as his own, so Chen Yang can naturally control him firmly.

The three of them sat down in the study. Huang Daolin looked at the man in front of him and asked, "Why did you come to see me?"

Wang Qiyuan's eyes were dull. Hearing the question, he spoke hesitantly, "I am following the order of the Divine Religion to recruit the newly promoted Creation Realm expert Huang Daolin into the religion."

Sure enough, it was just as they guessed.

This person has no connection with Huang Daolin at all. The reason why he came here uninvited from far away could only be because of this matter.

Huang Daolin asked, "You, the Gushen Cult, are very keen on recruiting new members?"

“We don’t absorb everyone.” Wang Qiyuan said, “Generally speaking, we only absorb those who have reached the Creation Realm. Of course, the Creation Realm is rare, so some Spirit Realm people with outstanding talents are also within our absorption range. For those below the Spirit Realm, if they show extremely high potential and talent, we will also make an exception to absorb them…”

All three of them raised their eyebrows.

I knew that the Gu God Cult was very strict in selecting its members, but I didn't expect it to be this strict.

Yang Wenhui actually felt a little disappointed. In other words, he really wasn't that talented?
In the selection of the Divine Religion, am I one of the ones to be eliminated?
Although it was true and he had no intention of joining any religion, he was still a little depressed.

Huang Daolin asked, "Isn't the Gushen Sect a sect in Raojiang? Why did they come to Shu to recruit members?"

"I do not know."

Wang Qiyuan shook his head. "We just follow orders and never ask why."

"you?"

"Yes, the Divine Religion has a total of 88 missionaries, 25 of whom are in China, and the remaining 63 are scattered all over the world. Not all of them are from China. Raojiang is just the headquarters of the Divine Religion..."

I go.

Is it so awesome, and a multinational corporation?

All three were surprised.

It seems that this Gu Shen Cult is even more powerful than they imagined.

"What is your purpose in recruiting so many followers?" Chen Yang asked.

Wang Qiyuan shook his head, "I don't know, we are just following orders."

Chen Yang frowned, "Whose orders?"

"Deputy leader Murong Qian."

"Oh?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows, "Who is your headmaster?"

"do not know."

Wang Qiyuan shook his head again. "The headmaster has been in seclusion for years and rarely shows up. The affairs of the sect are handled by the two deputy heads."

Quite mysterious, eh?

"Tell me about your deputy leader Murong Qian."

Chen Yang frowned. He was now more curious about Murong Qian than about the mysterious leader of the Gu God Cult.

(End of this chapter)