Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 299: A Mortal Who Can Kill a Monk
The Four-Directional Qi Drawing Formation is a method recorded in the Qiansi Dafa.

The four people sit in the positions of Geng metal in the west, Jia wood in the east, Ren water in the north and Bing fire in the south, and follow the path of "training the golden body with water, fire, wind and thunder". There is some authentic Taoist thinking in it, and the upgrade speed is a little higher than the normal dual cultivation of two people - it is also quite impressive after accumulating over time.

But the problem remains the same: if it’s hard to find a Taoist partner who knows you well, how can you ensure safety if you want to find two more people?
If you encounter a bad guy with bad intentions, while you are in a state of meditation and refining your Qi, he will quietly raise his hand and a flying sword will fly out from his sleeve. The distance is very close. Unless you have some magic weapon to protect yourself, he will basically give you a cold shock and then take the magic weapons, elixirs and flying swords on you and leave.

Using puppets eliminates this risk. Therefore, according to the Demon Sect's demon girl, many senior members of the Qiansi Sect also cultivate the Three Elements of Heaven, Earth, and Man puppets, adding their own bodies to make a total of four, specifically for forming the Four Directions Qi Drawing Formation.

Of course, the matter of the puppet cannot be leaked, so Yan Yu has locked the door to prevent any ignorant person from suddenly pushing the door open.

After spending almost half an hour, I feel that the breathing efficiency has only increased by a single-digit percentage compared to before, which is not much. The important thing is to make it last for a long time... By the way, if I create 10,000 puppets and set up a reasonable series and parallel spiritual energy pathway, can I accumulate the bonus to a hundred times?

Forget it, that's too much trouble, it's better to pull in Xie Xianzun to open the way. But the pretty waste can't be trusted now, we'll talk about it later.

Yan Yu was in a state of meditation at this time. Although distracting thoughts often arose in his sea of consciousness, they soon disappeared.

Regardless of your breathing efficiency, the key is to keep your feet on the ground.

But Lin Ning fell asleep on the bed, and suddenly had a nightmare in a daze.

He dreamed that he practiced sword skills day and night and finally defeated Li Minghu. He turned around proudly and went to the captain to report the good news, "You see, I am still better than her."

Then he saw Su Yunjin holding Yan Yu's arm affectionately, and the two of them smiled at him happily...

"Sai Linmu!" Lin Ning sat up suddenly, her black hair draped over her shoulders, her face pale, and she sat on the bed in a daze for a long time.

It seems like a dream...

She panted for a long time, then pulled the quilt hard and fell back to sleep.

In the next room, Su Yunjin was also startled by Lin Ning's loud shout.

She listened quietly for a while, and when she found no follow-up sound, she didn't pay much attention to it and just continued reading.

The title of the book "Psychology of Love" is not a book of jokes that integrates online chicken soup, but a professional psychology discussion with a high reading threshold, which seems extremely obscure and difficult.

Outside the window, Chen Lingyun was leaning on the balcony, chatting with her mother on the phone.

When they heard that their daughter had gone to the battlefield in the southern border, Chen's mother and father had a big quarrel. They smashed everything in the living room and threatened that they would not be allowed to enter the house until their daughter returned safely.

Chen Tianming was also very tough and went out directly to stay in a hotel.

Now Chen Lingyun not only returned safely with the team, but also became a war hero who defended the country. Chen's mother had nothing to say. She first arranged for someone to repair the living room, and then prepared to beg Chen Tianming to come back. She had no idea how to beg and how humble she should be to beg, so she could only ask for help from her smart daughter who inherited her husband's wisdom.

Chen Lingyun advised her mother, "Don't go and ask directly." "Doesn't Dad have to go to work tomorrow?" "Get up early tomorrow morning and cook. Ask the family chef for guidance. Make some home-cooked dishes. Avoid expensive ingredients. Focus on nutritional balance, a combination of meat and vegetables. Also include soup. Be especially attentive with things like thermos bags. Then, be in the office cafeteria about ten minutes before lunchtime, unobtrusively. When Dad arrives, personally serve him food. Eat with him in front of his colleagues, actively serving him food and soup."

If someone asks about it, just say, "My husband's been working so hard these days," or "You learned how to cook, so give him a treat." Don't even mention the fight. Do this for a few days, and your dad's attitude will surely soften, and he'll even appear to be reconciled. But truly repairing the damage from the fight will take time and emotional effort; it won't happen overnight.

Chen's mother was confused, but she always trusted her daughter, so she decided to do as she was told.

After Chen Lingyun finished talking to her mother, she called her father again. She did not mention her parents' quarrel, but instead gave a detailed report on the journey to the southern border.

Chen Tianming listened silently, then asked for more detailed information about the sorcerer. "Yan Yu told me that the new sorcerer king, Meng, is even more dangerous than the previous one," Chen Lingyun concluded.

"There's nothing we can do about the danger," Chen Tianming said calmly. "Many times, we know something is impossible but have to do it anyway. Among many options, we have to choose the one that's not the worst."

"Hmm." Chen Lingyun expressed her understanding. "So? You have to relax, right?"

"On the 1st of next month," Chen Tianming said, "Regulations on the Management of Civilian Monks."

"Although the general trend cannot be defied, I do agree with Yan Yu on some points." Chen Lingyun pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Once civilian cultivators are allowed to exist, they will inevitably disrupt the current order in order to compete for limited cultivation resources. If this continues, dignity will be difficult to maintain."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Chen Tianming tested her.

"Chivalrous men use force to break the law, and in troubled times, severe punishments are used," Chen Lingyun replied. "We will form a professional elite force from the existing cultivators. They must be highly familiar with the system of Lu Kingdom cultivators. Their duty is to specifically eliminate illegal cultivators who rebel and cause chaos, thus creating a powerful deterrent to the cultivator class."

"Then, what kind of people do we need to transfer?" Chen Tianming asked slowly.

Chen Lingyun began to think.

A cultivator who is too weak will definitely not work, as he may not be able to kill others; a cultivator who is too strong will not work either, as good steel should be used on the blade. The main contradiction now lies in national defense rather than public security.

In addition, how to ensure the loyalty of this "friar gendarmerie" is also a big problem.

"Anyway, this is your homework," Chen Tianming said slowly. "Think about it carefully, and don't rush to give an answer. Don't interfere with your mother's affairs. I have arrangements."

"Okay, bye, Dad." Chen Lingyun hung up the phone.

She stood up, thought for a moment, and decided to copy the answers directly.

Although the process of solving the problem was also very interesting, she was more interested in the answer itself because her husband, who had been reborn, had memories of his past life.

When she arrived at Yan Yu's door, Chen Lingyun did not knock, but directly used the wall-walking technique to walk into the room.

Then I saw Yan Yu and the three Zhao Yuanzhen sitting on the bed, some sitting opposite each other and some pressing each other's shoulders, as if they were having some kind of mystical spiritual party.

"Oh, did I disturb you?" Chen Lingyun said with a smile.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Yu opened his eyes.

Zhao Yuanzhen also said with a bad look:

"Lingyun, do you know that in our area, breathing and refining qi requires setting up a formation at the entrance of the cave? If you barge in like this, I'll kill you straight away."

"It's okay, I'll just ask a question and then I'll leave." Chen Lingyun looked at Yan Yu and smiled. "Yan Yu, if we want to form a military police force specifically to deal with monks, what kind of people should we choose?"

Yan Yu's expression suddenly became strange.

After a while, under Chen Lingyun's expectant gaze, he slowly said:
"For example, a mortal who can kill a monk?"

(End of this chapter)