" Dad, this is..." Ren Tingting saw Fang Xiaolong and couldn't help but blink her eyes. She was curious.
"Tingting, let me introduce you. This was Fang Xiaolong, Ninth Uncle's nephew.”
"At the same time, he is also a person with profound cultivation... Daoist Priest." Old Master Ren stood up and pointed at Fang Xiaolong.
"He's a Daoist priest? "I don't believe it!" Ren Tingting's face revealed a trace of surprise as she looked at Fang Xiaolong suspiciously.
Because Fang Xiaolong was too young!
She was about the same age as him, but she actually said that her cultivation was profound.
"Miss Ren. You can't judge a book by its cover just because I'm young.”Fang Xiaolong could roughly guess Ren Tingting's thoughts and looked at her calmly.
"In China, there's an old saying that goes like this…Times make heroes.”
"This world is very big. There are five continents. Four oceans. In the Yangtze River, the waves behind pushed on the waves before, and the waves before died on the beach.”Fang Xiaolong suddenly stood up and crossed his arms in front of his chest. His every move exuded a powerful aura, and he constantly revealed a strong confidence. It was an arrogance that looked down on the world!
After Ren Tingting heard this, she was extremely shocked and her eyes revealed a trace of amazement.
There was actually such a person in his poor hometown!
"You know about the Five Great Continents? Four dollars?" Ren Tingting's impression of Fang Xiaolong changed greatly.
"Of course. The five continents were Africa. Americas. Asia. Europe. Oceania. The four oceans were the Pacific Ocean, the Atlantic Ocean, the Indian Ocean, and the Arctic Ocean.”Fang Xiaolong nodded and said slowly, as if he was reciting his family's treasures.
"Africa? Oceania?" Ren Tingting was confused.
"He's knowledgeable, Dad…I want him to be my teacher. Can I?" Ren Tingting turned her head to look at her father, Old Master Ren, and pleaded.
" This…" Old Master Ren had just sat down when he frowned slightly and looked at Ninth Uncle.
"Ninth Uncle, please. Can you let your nephew Fang Xiaolong be my teacher?”Ren Tingting smiled sweetly at Ninth Uncle, revealing two shallow dimples on her face.
"Uh, okay... No problem." Ninth Uncle was at a loss and replied in a panic.
"Brother Long, is that okay?" Ren Tingting pursed her lips and looked at Fang Xiaolong with a trace of expectation in her eyes.
Brother Long? This girl knew how to talk! (⊙o⊙)
"Of course... No problem, it's my honor." Fang Xiaolong nodded slightly, his expression calm.
Therefore, driven by Ren Tingting's curiosity, she kept asking the questions she wanted to know.
For example. The etiquette of foreigners? Their origin? When was the telephone invented?
Fang Xiaolong answered them one by one based on his memories from his previous life. He would even give them two or three brain teasers from time to time. Ren Tingting giggled.
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That night, Fang Xiaolong followed Ninth Uncle back to his room, closed the door, and bolted it.
"Uncle, today I heard you…mention that you want to move the grave and lift the coffin?”Fang Xiaolong looked at Ninth Uncle's back and asked impatiently.
"Yes, Old Master Ren went to visit yesterday for this matter.”
" Because Old Master Ren's father…forty years ago, he participated in the imperial examination…" Ninth Uncle turned around and sat on the couch. He looked at Fang Xiaolong and said sternly.
"In other words, Uncle Ren's father. Before he died, he was instructed by a Feng Shui practitioner to exhort Old Master Ren to move the coffin and grave in twenty years.”Fang Xiaolong had a general understanding of what he was saying, and his eyes were deep in thought.
"That's right."
"Moving the grave and lifting the coffin, this kind of thing is detrimental to Yin De.”
"Taoist priests like us often deal with demons and ghosts. Killing demons and eliminating devils would inevitably accumulate…Baleful Yin Qi.”
"As the saying goes, there is a reason... There will be fruit. "I once read in the sect's ancient records that if we cultivators want to shatter the void, we must do our best to kill demons and do more good deeds.”Ninth Uncle looked at Fang Xiaolong and said earnestly.
"You must not hurt the innocent. He couldn't rely on his Dharmic powers to bully the weak.”
"Otherwise…once you lose all your Yin Virtue, you won't even have the chance to enter the netherworld and reincarnate.”
"Uncle, I understand. Cultivation was about cultivating the heart. One's state of mind must be as still as water."
"The fame and fortune of the mortal world are all fleeting.”Fang Xiaolong nodded his head, his expression solemn as he spoke of his own understanding of morality.
"Let me tell you about the art of drawing talismans…The art of talismans lies in the unity of one's spirit and connecting heaven and earth.'Drawing talismans without knowing the acupoints will make the ghosts and gods laugh. The person who drew the talismans knows the acupoints and is so frightened that the ghosts and gods will scream.'
"Using essence, qi, and spirit as the foundation, using talisman diagrams and curses as the foundation. Only then will the talisman be effective."
"Not only do you need cinnabar and yellow paper to draw talismans, but you also need magic power to support it.”Ninth Uncle explained in detail, and Fang Xiaolong listened very carefully.
It was like a sponge that was constantly absorbing knowledge.
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