Time flew by, and a few days had passed.
At first, Wang Jianjun didn't notice A'Qun's abnormality.
But later, he still sensed that something was wrong.
Ah Qun seemed to be suffering from Stockholm syndrome. After Wang Jianjun treated her so badly, not only did she not hate Wang Jianjun, she even seemed to like him.
Well, it seemed like it wasn't quite accurate to use the word like.
Wang Jianjun felt that it was useless! It was more accurate to say that he was convinced.
In any case, after discovering this situation, Wang Jianjun pushed the boat with the current and increased his strength.
In front of Wang Jianjun, Ah Qun was like a little wife. Whatever Wang Jianjun said, he would do it. She didn't even dare to speak loudly, let alone throw a tantrum.
Originally, Wang Jianjun did not expect that he would stay with Ah Qun for a long time.
However, the development of things was often beyond people's expectations.
And this had nothing to do with good luck. It did not consume good luck.
This was all Wang Jianjun's own credit!
But he was not proud.
That afternoon.
Wang Jianjun brought Ah Qun out for dinner.
After dinner, Wang Jianjun let Ah Qun go home first.
Ah Qun had already been recruited? He was almost convinced. It was time for Wang Jianjun to do something serious.
He wanted to find someone with real ability and a good person to consult with him.
Why did he have to be a good person to have real ability?
Needless to say, if he had real ability, then why would Wang Jianjun ask for advice if he didn't have real ability?
As for a good person, didn't he feel that such a person would make people feel at ease?
Moreover, if one was not a good person, who would be willing to tell you about these things during cultivation?
Wang Jianjun had such thoughts, and his subconscious was in sync.
Every time Wang Jianjun walked to an intersection, he would have a feeling that told him which road to take.
Every time that feeling appeared, some of his luck would be consumed, but not a lot. It would probably consume about one-thirtieth of the remaining luck.
Wang Jianjun was a little worried. If this continued, would he have enough luck?
As he walked, he wondered if he could find another way to find an expert and reduce the consumption of good luck.
But now, Wang Jianjun couldn't think of any good ideas. He could only hope that his luck wouldn't run out before he found a master.
……
Wang Jianjun's luck seemed to be good. With the last bit of luck left, he successfully found an expert.
The taxi stopped at the foot of the mountain. Wang Jianjun opened the door and got out. He took out a Golden Bull and handed it to the driver.
"Driver, please wait for me here. I have to go back in a while. This 1,000 yuan is for you to have some tea.”
"Handsome, I will definitely wait for you. There are no cars in the wilderness. If I leave, how are you going to go back?”The chauffeur made an O or a few K gesture and smiled like a 200-pound child.
One thousand yuan to treat him to tea was not an ordinary amount of money. Of course, the driver was willing to wait.
"Then I'll go up first." Wang Jianjun smiled.
"Go up, handsome boy. I'll definitely wait for you.”
After finding the path up the mountain, Wang Jianjun went straight to the dojo on the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, Wang Jianjun found a few Taoist temples made of green bricks and tiles. This was a barren mountain and there was no fragrance.
This was clearly a place for cultivation!
Wang Jianjun came to the gate of the Taoist temple and called out a few times before walking in.
Standing in the courtyard, Wang Jianjun looked around. The place wasn't shabby, giving people a feeling of elegance and simplicity. It also gave off a feeling of being far away from the hustle and bustle of the secular world.
After standing in the courtyard for a while, Wang Jianjun came to the main hall.
Looking at the statue worshiped in the main hall, Wang Jianjun honestly didn't recognize it.
In the real world, the horror movies that Wang Jianjun had seen were probably the ones he had dealt with the most.
Therefore, please forgive him. He didn't know who the deity in front of him represented.
After arriving at the main hall, Wang Jianjun did not run around anymore. Instead, he quietly waited for the arrival of the host.
After about five minutes, an old Taoist priest wearing a dark blue robe and having his long silver hair tied up with a wooden hairpin rushed over.
Wang Jianjun looked at the old Taoist priest. He was obviously not young, and the other party was really capable. Perhaps his actual age was even older than the other party looked.
"Daoist Priest!" Wang Jianjun bowed slightly and called out.
He wanted to use formal etiquette to show his respect for the other party, but Wang Jianjun only knew a little about these things, so he did not make a fool of himself.
"Scholar, be merciful." The old Taoist priest returned the greeting. His voice was gentle and made people feel particularly comfortable.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the old Taoist priest asked Wang Jianjun why he was here.
When Wang Jianjun heard this, he didn't dawdle and told the old Taoist priest his problem. However, regarding the energy in his body, Wang Jianjun chose to change his words.
He said that he had eaten a few fruits before…
The old Taoist priest only listened to these words, but he had no intention of delving into them.
"The problem you're worried about is actually very simple. You just need to find a cultivation technique that can refine the energy in your body.”
" I don't just want to refine it. The energy I obtained is a little special, and its effects are quite magical, so…"
"If that's the case, perhaps you can create your own cultivation technique.”The old Taoist priest was silent for a while before giving his suggestion.
"This…"
What he said made sense. Creating cultivation techniques according to his own ideas and needs was indeed a very good idea.
However, Wang Jianjun felt that he did not have the talent in that area, nor did he have the conditions.
If it weren't for the old Taoist priest's kind face, Wang Jianjun would have even suspected that he was bluffing.
"Scholar, don't think it's unbelievable. The current cultivation techniques were created by predecessors from scratch. Moreover, even if it's the same cultivation technique, the effects will be different for different people.”
"It's just like how different people will have different insights when they read the same book.”
"Even the same person reading the same book at different times will have different insights.”
"Is there no other way?" Wang Jianjun was still a little unwilling.
"I understand what you're thinking, but I've never heard of your situation before. You don't just want to refine it, so…I'm sorry!”
Wang Jianjun nodded to show his understanding. Then, he asked the old Taoist priest to teach him a simple spell that could quickly produce results. He wanted to verify something.
The old Taoist priest did not refuse and taught Wang Jianjun a simple spell, the Round Light Spell.
This kind of spell was easy to practice but difficult to master. It was basically useless in the early stages, but when it was practiced to a high level, it could observe people from afar and had a very powerful supporting effect.
However, Wang Jianjun was only verifying some things. The old Taoist priest did not give him the method that he had practiced to a high level.
What a joke, Taoist Master Ren was not doing charity…
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