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Chapter 87 Shi Qingquan's Divine Thoughts [I forgot today's update, it's outrageous]

"No wonder the rich woman was able to figure out the Heart Sword. She deserves it."

Lu Zhan was very satisfied with the special effects he created. As a cultivator, his goal was to be unique.

With Chu Wantang's guidance, Lu Zhan found his own track.

"Soul Charm and Phantom Binding are both talents of the control system. If you are controlled, you will die immediately. There is no need for other special effects..."

Lu Zhan thought about it for a moment and concluded that the Phantom Spirit Binding technique could be developed to incorporate all kinds of rope techniques.

By then, no matter whether you are a hero or a fairy, as long as you are tied up, you will die on the spot.

"In addition to that, there is the healing technique. Jiang Ningshuang's healing ability increased dramatically because she practiced the Mystical Blue Flower... But I have never practiced any healing techniques, but my healing ability is still not weak..."

Lu Zhan seemed to be thinking about something.

Every night doctor knows basic healing skills, but without the bonus of skills, the basic healing skills are not strong.

Perhaps because he has condensed his primordial spirit, his healing skills are not weak, and currently he has not obtained any impressive healing skills, so it is worth developing.

As the saying goes, strength is a matter of version, but being handsome is a lifelong thing.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan’s consciousness and soul merged into one.

After a cultivator condenses his primordial spirit, his strength will increase dramatically, his cultivation speed will also increase, and his comprehension of the cultivation techniques will also be greatly enhanced.

However, to truly condense a perfect spirit, one must wait until the stage of creation.

The realm of creation is the watershed between cultivators and the mortal world. It involves the mysterious top avenues between heaven and earth. If one reaches the realm of creation, one will be able to comprehend the true mystery of cultivation, and one's primordial spirit will be truly "healthy."

This is also the reason why there are so many cultivators in the mysterious realm, but so few in the creation realm.

The mysterious realm is the stage of shedding the mortal body and striving to touch the great Dao. At this stage, the cultivator can try to condense the primordial spirit, but can only touch the phantom of the primordial spirit. If one can comprehend the great Dao of heaven and earth, he will completely break away from the mortal realm and enter the realm of creation.

Lu Zhan was originally a variable. The speed at which his soul condensed was a bug. However, his soul was still a minor... but a minor could also create efficiency while working.

When he becomes one with his primordial spirit, his comprehension of the technique will be greatly enhanced, and it will be most suitable for developing healing techniques.

Developing healing skills is much more difficult than the Magic Sword Slash. After all, the Magic Sword Slash has a ready-made training formula and only requires divergent thinking.

However, this basic healing technique is equivalent to the basic skills of the game. If you want good special effects and results, you have to upgrade first.

...

Time passes slowly.

As night fell, Lu Zhan slowly opened his eyes.

“Why is it so slow this time?”

Lu Zhan glanced at the sky and found that it was already night... No wonder many people chose to practice secret manuals instead of focusing on healing techniques and developing their own healing methods.

Because it is indeed a bit difficult.

It took him only half an incense stick of time to develop the Demonic Blade Slash and the Iron Bone Scale. He didn't expect that a mere basic healing technique would take him so long.

“Try the effect, it should be great…”

Lu Zhan decided to carry out the "harassment" to the end. The young woman slashed by the magic knife could distract the other party's attention, and the light of Tiegulin was blinding... then the effect of the healing technique would naturally have some effect.

It is useless to just look good, not to mention that healing skills are not like swords and spears, the track is different, it is difficult to condense a cool one... but it can condense a unique one.

"Buzz buzz buzz—ang ang ang—"

As Lu Zhan activated his true energy, the figure of a young woman emerged. The woman lowered her head and played the zither. A tremendous healing power burst out from the sound of the zither, but the sound was somewhat unusual.

It sounds like the hum of a motorcycle, the croaking of frogs, the howling of ghosts and wolves... it makes people feel uneasy just listening to it.

It looks like phantoms are bouncing around, but in fact it is the noise condensed by Lu Zhan's true Qi. For example, a master swordsman can produce hundreds of sword shadows in an instant, and each sword energy can shine brightly and make the sword sing. In fact, the sword shadows are condensed by the true Qi and can change with the practitioner's thoughts.

For example, some people’s skills can condense the scene of the Phoenix Nirvana, which is actually the evolution of true Qi.

This is also the significance of a cultivator's practice, which is to transform the true Qi into different effects and use it against the enemy.

"That's really ugly..."

Lu Zhan quickly used his true Qi to block his ears. After he could no longer hear the unpleasant piano music, his heart instantly calmed down.

In this way, I can not only disturb the opponent with the phantom of the young woman slashed by the magic knife, but also blind the opponent's eyes with the iron bone scales, and attack with the noise of piano playing with healing magic to make them upset... However, my healing magic is obviously stronger than ordinary healing magic, and it deserves an elegant name.

"It has something to do with the zither... let's call it Pingsha Luoyan..."

Lu Zhan felt that this name was very reasonable.

Even if wild geese fly by, when they hear the sound of the piano, they will instantly feel as if they are hearing heavenly music and fall headfirst.

This is what is called a falling goose.

Lu Zhan was very satisfied with his development of martial arts. This made fighting more interesting. He could disgust the opponent unexpectedly and take the opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop.

After practicing several times, Lu Zhan stopped and heard a wailing sound coming from outside.

When Lu Zhan ran out, he saw the innkeeper Lao Liu covering his ears with a pale face: "What's that noise? It's so unpleasant that it makes me upset! My head is about to explode."

Lu Zhan: “…”

Looking at the other diners in the inn, everyone had a pale face and some were so seriously ill that they were foaming at the mouth.

Lu Zhan: “…”

It's a bit embarrassing... because Pingsha Luoyan is a healing spell and has no additional attack power, but this noise attack is too unpleasant to hear, just like the stun sword, it will still cause people to have physical reactions.

Lu Zhan asked in a low voice: "Is it really that bad?"

"Could it be...could it be that the piano music just now was played by Lord Lu?" Old Liu rubbed his ears, feeling that he could not hear clearly and was a little hard of hearing, he shouted.

Lu Zhan coughed dryly: "It's not me. I won't hurt you like this. I'm not that kind of person. But don't worry, I'm a doctor."

After closing the door of the inn, Lu Zhan asked the diners to sit together.

He opened the bag of silver needles and waved his hand over the silver needles. Dozens of silver needles flew into the air. Lu Zhan flicked his fingers and the silver needles seemed to have their own life and pierced into the diners' ears one by one.

Lu Zhan brought out a bowl of water, put the Qingqi Pill into it, and then poured the water out. After leaving the bowl, the water instantly turned into thousands of mists and sank into the mouths and noses of everyone.

The diners only felt a lightness in their ears and immediately felt refreshed.

"Doctor Lu is worthy of being called a night doctor. He cured us easily." A diner thanked him, "I don't know who played the piano just now, but it was so bad that it gave me a splitting headache and my ears were about to explode. Thank you, Doctor Lu, for saving us. You are such a good person."

"..." Lu Zhan smiled: "This is what a doctor should do. Don't be surprised. Just go back and have a good rest and you'll be fine."

Only Old Liu rubbed his ears and looked at Lu Zhan suspiciously.

He always felt that the piano sound came from Lu Zhan's room... When he heard the noise, he went upstairs to check, but the closer he got, the more painful it became, so he had no choice but to stop.

However, despite his doubts, Lao Liu didn't dare to say anything.

Lu Zhan is now famous in Jinling and is in his prime.

His attainments in poetry surpassed those of the Jinling talented men, and even the direct disciple of the dean of Luyun Academy was surpassed by him.

All the talented men in Jinling admired Lu Zhan so much that they wanted to become sworn brothers with him.

Needless to say, the female cultivators had already coveted his beauty, and now that he had talent, their reason became "We are not coveting Brother Lu's body, we just love his talent."

Under such circumstances, Lao Liu dared not say a word.

Even if Lord Lu doesn't care, if there is an admirer of Lord Lu among the diners, he will be punched twice.

Thinking of this, Old Liu smiled and said, "I did have a splitting headache just now, thanks to Doctor Lu's miraculous healing. Doctor Lu, do you want to eat?"

"You're welcome. No need." Lu Zhan smiled and left.

It seems that I have to practice outdoors in the future... otherwise the strong noise will affect ordinary people. Even if it doesn't cause serious damage, it will be as uncomfortable as when he was dizzy from the sword.

...

The moon was as silver as a plate, and the sound of stringed instruments and orchestras came in the wind; the singing and dancing in Hua Man Lou was still going on.

Lu Zhan listened for a while and found that it was indeed countless times better than his own piano music.

"Why do I feel that my martial arts are somewhat insane? Is it an illusion... It must be."

Lu Zhan threw this idea out of his mind. He just figured out his own track under Xiao Chu's guidance. How could that be called crazy?

Listening to the melodious music of strings and bamboo instruments, Lu Zhan gradually entered a state of meditation.

The night was quiet, but the priceless book slowly emitted a soft golden light. The title page of the book was silently opened, and a shadow slowly appeared.

Lu Zhan was immersed in meditation, practicing with his soul.

We can't let my little brother do 007 alone, his CPU is about to start smoking.

It was unknown how long it had been before Lu Zhan heard the old man's surprised voice: "I never thought you were so young..."

"Hmm?" Lu Zhan opened his eyes, but found that the room around him was no longer an inn.

Everything around him disappeared, and he found himself sitting cross-legged in a lush green bamboo forest.

The breeze rustled the bamboo leaves. Deep in the lush bamboo forest, stood an old man in white clothes with his back to me.

"Dream?" Lu Zhan immediately figured out that at this moment, no one was taking him away, but someone had entered his dream.

It was very embarrassing, he fell asleep while practicing... But Lu Zhan did not expect that someone would dare to enter his dream.

For practitioners, it is not difficult to leave the dream.

But anyone who dares to enter other people’s dreams is absolutely courageous... because even in a dream, if a conflict occurs, they can still kill the other person.

"I see that you are old and have no interest in life anymore?" Lu Zhan did not panic, but just asked with a faint smile... In other words, the old man is tired of living. It is very rude to enter other people's dreams without permission.

"Don't worry, my friend. I'm not a bad person. I'm really sorry for entering my dream." The old man turned slowly, with white hair and a youthful face. He smiled and said, "I have been sleeping for decades. I never thought I would be woken up by you today... Your piano music is really... unique."

It's very rude of you to speak like that... Lu Zhan frowned slightly and quickly guessed the other party's identity.

Although the other party had entered his dream secretly, he had a holy and transcendent temperament and was not evil. And judging from the other party's breath, he was a Confucian cultivator... Lu Zhan suddenly thought of the unique book he won today and said, "Are you Shi Qingquan?"

"It's me." Shi Qingquan sat cross-legged opposite Lu Zhan, his eyes sparkling. "A hundred years ago, my life came to an end. Before I died, I put all my life's efforts into this book. I was unwilling to give up, so I left a trace of my divine consciousness in this book, waiting for the destined person."

I am indeed the emperor of luck… Lu Zhan laughed a little: “Your Excellency, you don’t think that I am your destiny, do you?”

"My friend, your luck is extraordinary and magnificent, and it seems to contain a vast ocean of books, which shows that you are born with the Confucian roots." Shi Qingquan said with a smile: "After Confucian practitioners reach the realm of creation, they will be reborn and become stronger. Unfortunately, there are only a few who can touch such a great way from ancient times to the present. I am unwilling to give up, so I left my divine thoughts behind."

My luck is magnificent, this is not surprising, otherwise how could I have a golden finger... As for the fact that there seems to be a sea of ​​books in my luck, this is more normal, after all, he carries five thousand years of poetry... This old man has something, Lu Zhan said: "How do you know that this book will be passed down?"

"I, Shi Qingquan, will inherit my life's hard work." Shi Qingquan said confidently: "If I encounter a seedling that can open a path for Confucianism, I will wake up."

Lu Zhan shook his head: "No matter what kind of cultivator it is, it is not easy to enter the realm of creation. This is not the case for Confucian cultivators."

"It is indeed just as difficult, but the life span of Confucianists is far less than that of other professions. I was a peak cultivator in the Mysterious Realm during my lifetime, but it only lasted for two hundred years." Shi Qingquan sighed: "Perhaps... Confucianists have a second path to take, but they just lack someone to break it."

Lu Zhan shook his head: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I'm a night doctor."

"What?!" Shi Qingquan suddenly lost his composure and asked with wide eyes, "You are actually the Night Doctor?"

"That's right." Lu Zhan felt complicated. It was like finally getting the old grandfather, but the old grandfather turned out to be his rival.

What a pity... Shi Qingquan had a complicated expression: "In a hundred years, this is the first time I have met someone with your aptitude. I didn't expect you to be a night doctor... If you want to devote yourself to Confucianism in the future, this book may be very helpful to you."

Lu Zhan thought for a moment: "Can one person practice two professions?"

Shi Qingquan shook his head: "I've never heard of it."

“Is that so…” Lu Zhan looked at the old man in front of him and said, “In that case, I will pass this book around one day, and maybe you will find a new destined person.”

"Thank you, my friend... If you really don't want to practice Confucianism in the future, if it is convenient, please give this book to the dean of Luyun Academy. He is my nephew and he will be grateful to you." Shi Qingquan felt a little regretful, but did not force it.

"If there is a chance, I will personally pass on Mr. Shi's instructions." Lu Zhan did not refuse. This might be a way to get a favor from Lu Yun Academy for free, which was well worth it.

Shi Qingquan bowed to Lu Zhan and said, "You don't have to address me like that, my friend. If you wish, we can address each other as equals."

He had never accepted any disciples in his life, just because he preferred to have nothing rather than have someone of poor quality. Now that he had met a talent like Lu Zhan, he was willing to become friends with him regardless of age difference... Maybe Lu Zhan suddenly changed his mind and wanted to study Confucianism.

Then, wouldn't I be the great-uncle of Lin Hongwen and the uncle of the dean... Thinking of Xiao Lin's expression, Lu Zhan smiled: "If that's the case, please rest assured. When I go to Bian Jing one day, I will definitely hand over this book in person."

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PS: After I finished writing my thanks for the release, I realized that today’s chapter has not been updated yet, which is outrageous… I’ll send it here quickly. Two chapters have been combined into one. In addition, there will be more chapters after the release. I will update at least 1.2 chapters on the same day. I dare not say more than that… I’m afraid I won’t be able to do it.

Thanks to the book friend [20210503214955580] for the reward, I am very grateful! Lu Zhan kowtows to you!