Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Taoism has been a traditional religion rooted in China from beginning to end. Without the foundation of Chinese culture, Taoism is just a rootless apple.

It is precisely because of the lack of these that Uncle Jiu fell into the current mental dilemma and cannot extricate himself!

Daoist Yimei was indeed disheartened back then, but he never had thoughts of self-destruction like Uncle Jiu.

Even if he is in a whole body and is on the verge of death, what Taoist Yimei thinks in his heart is still how to teach a country that has hurt its own motherland a profound lesson.

Daoist Yimei has never regretted the altar he set up against the Japanese invaders.

Even if his lover was murdered and died, even if his child was framed and had no future, he was sad and worried, but he never regretted it.

Even if Daoist Yimei was given another chance, he would still make the same choice, to open the altar of offering sacrifices to heaven, and to destroy the ambition of the Japanese magic world.

The old Taoist master saw the crux of Uncle Jiu's problem. Today, he will make up for this lacking lesson for his brother's heir!

"Did you see what happened in the photo?"

Listening to the old Taoist priest's words and looking at the photos, Uncle Jiu stared at them for a long time, and finally nodded slowly.

"They! They are the Japanese invaders! They are the enemies that Senior Brother Yimei and I have faced! They are also the enemies you are about to face!"

The old Taoist said loudly, as if he had thought of something outrageous, unspeakable anger appeared on his weather-stained face.

"They are my neighbors in China for thousands of years. They have been educated by my China's many blessings, and they have just learned three-point clothes..."

The priest's anger was beyond words, he pulled Jiu Shu's sleeves, and walked forward, beside them, the tourists who came to visit and commemorate the memorial ceremony also stopped and looked at the two of them.

"...But! I didn't expect... I didn't expect... I didn't expect that I, with all the generous gifts from China, would raise a beast!"

The hand of the Taoist chief held Uncle Jiu tightly, and his footsteps became faster and faster. Lushun, Wushe, Shanghai, Pingdingshan, Xinbin, Xibaotun, Yucheng, Linjiang...the footsteps finally stopped in Nanjing. ..

"Facing such a bastard, you actually wanted to die?"

The old Taoist pointed to the bright red numbers on the wall, fixed his eyes on Uncle Jiu, and shouted sharply:

"You! Are you worthy of them?"

Uncle Jiu's body trembled suddenly, tears broke through the defense line of his eyes in an instant without the slightest precaution, his lips murmured, but no sound came out.

His heart, as if being thrown into a bush of thorns, stings and weeps blood, unable to control himself.

"I..."

"You? What are you?"

The old Taoist turned his head, stared at Uncle Jiu, and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you worthy of such a gesture?

your parents?Or your aunt?Or your brothers? "

The old Taoist shook his hand violently, and cursed loudly:

"I think you've been muddied, and you can't tell which is good and which is bad, you're not even as good as your little brother surnamed Wang!

At least he still has the guts to seek revenge from the Japanese invaders!And you?wanna die?Can death solve the problem? "

The shouting and cursing of the old Taoist priest attracted the attention of the tourists, but when they wanted to stop and listen, they found that they couldn't hear anything clearly.

"If death can solve the problem! Your father has been dead for nine years! Has the problem been solved? Do you think the Japanese invaders are targeting you? Don't you think too highly of yourself!"

Uncle Nine was scolded bloody, but he couldn't help feeling angry instead of angry.

For some people, it is a rare happiness to be reprimanded and scolded!

Uncle Nine has not been reprimanded for nine years...

"What the Japanese invaders want is never your life or anyone else's life, what they want is a China that has no resistance!

You are the descendant of my Daoist Yimei, and the Japanese country is afraid of Yimei, so they will target you like this!

Their purpose has always been to destroy the foundation of my China's magic world and shake the foundation of my China!

As long as their covetousness towards China does not stop, their calculations against China will not stop for a day!

When you are alive, they will use their schemes and schemes to suppress and target them, but as long as you are here, they will not dare to be unscrupulous!

After you die, your heirs, your brother, your adopted daughter, and even the girl who had an affair with you will all end badly!

You yourself are a lesson learned from the past, haven't you even learned this lesson! "

Hearing the old Taoist priest's words, Uncle Jiu's body trembled, he was in a state of confusion, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Ah~"

The old Taoist priest looked at Uncle Jiu with hope, but Uncle Jiu was immersed in his own memories. The light in the old Taoist priest's eyes became more and more dim, and gradually turned into a lonely look.

The old Taoist who had waited for a long time but did not get his own answer, heaved a long sigh, quite disheartened!

"Forget it!"

The old Taoist priest seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and his whole body's energy disappeared in an instant, and he turned his head and walked out with staggering steps.

"You...Think about it for yourself..."

"Uncle Master!"

Hearing the old Taoist's words, Uncle Jiu shook his body and raised his head quickly.

"I don't know what my father left behind?"

"what do you want?"

The old Taoist stopped, turned his back to Uncle Jiu, took a deep breath, and asked slowly.

Uncle Jiu took a step forward when he heard the words, opened his eyes wide, and said firmly:

"I know that I am far inferior to my father, but I still want... I want a way to arouse even greater fear in Japan!"

"Haha! I am a Taoist noble student, how can there be such a way?"

The old Taoist listened, with a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey! I'm getting old and my memory is not good! I remember that there is a magic technique created by brother Yimei in Maoshan that hurts Tianhe. It seems that I don't know where to throw it... Oops... I'm old old...it's time to retire..."

The Taoist priest left, and a thin handwritten book fell in front of Uncle Jiu. Uncle Jiu bent down to pick up the book, lightly dusted it, and stroked it with a smile on his face.

"Qian Shui Long Shushu... Really... Even if your cultivation base is completely useless, you have never lost your confidence... Worship Shafa..."

Chapter 354 Master Fujiwara's Phantom Daily

A huge lobster lay in front of Wang Xuebin and Fujiwara Morishita. They looked at the dishes on the table, but neither of them spoke.

Wang Xuebin didn't speak because of his personality, and Fujiwara Morishita was carefully observing Wang Xuebin's expression.

"Sir, your meals are ready!"

The blond-haired and blue-eyed waitress brought up the last soup, Wang Xuebin was not polite, nodded at Morishita, and started eating alone.

The cruise ship is very big, even when sailing on the sea, you can't feel the waves of the waves. Wang Xuebin ate bite by bite, the mouth was not big, he chewed slowly, and the speed was not fast.

Of course, Morishita, who grew up in a family with a long history since he was a child, can still see that the man named Yan Shuangying on the opposite side has not undergone rigorous training in eating habits.

Obviously, the other party was not from a wealthy family.

Seeing this scene, Morishita's sense of superiority gradually came back!

That's how people are, no one likes a perfect person, not even the opposite sex!

In the face of a saint, people's first thought is never how to learn to imitate, but they will choose to stare at the other person, placing the other person under a magnifying glass for observation.

Until you find some flaws in the other party, then you will be content to publicize and slander the other party, either knocking the other party into the dust, or labeling yourself as a person who is better than a saint!

With the first leader, the others would rush forward as if they had found an organization, start a feast, skin and dismember the saint, and then fit them on their own faces.

As if doing so, they will be like saints, able to have the same moral level and cultivation as saints, and be able to enjoy the admiration and admiration of thousands of people!

This is the case with Fujiwara Morishita. He has been observing Wang Xuebin, not observing his preferences or habits for making friends, but observing his shortcomings!

Fujiwara Morishita is a member of a family with an extremely long heritage in Japan, and his father and grandparents have a lot of connections with various forces in the magic world!

When he was young, like his ancestors, he also went to various magic circles to learn art, but his talent was not good, and he was lazy and lazy, so in the end he only ended up with nothing.

Fortunately, because of his grandma's love, he was recruited to Jiuju First Class, and it was with the help of his grandma's love that he was able to barely gain a foothold in the family that was rampant with open guns and dark arrows.

However, in this world where people eat people, if you want to live well, you still have to rely on your own ability.

Fujiwara Morishita has no ability, and naturally it is impossible to get any favors. Under the joint squeeze of other heirs of the Fujiwara family, Morishita had no choice but to leave Hong Kong Island.

Although there is a good name, it is said that he is the chief supervisor of Jiuju's first-class office in Hong Kong Island, Fujiwara, but there are only two people in this office, and besides him, there are only three people and a dog.

A security guard, an assistant, and a financial officer!

The security guard and the dog are in charge of looking after the house, the assistant is responsible for feeding him and the dog, and as for the finances, he is responsible for paying wages for the three of them and one dog!

Although the salary is not small, Morishita still feels deeply insulted, because the salary of the dog is as much as his salary, and when he does not have enough money on weekdays, he still asks the dog to borrow money!

Every time he looked at the finance minister with contempt, Morishita wished he could kill the dog and cook it in hot pot, but because he couldn't bear the dog's salary, he didn't do it for a long time!

Morishita's life is not happy, although he can't tell that he spends his days drinking and drinking, but he has always felt this way.

He always thought that his greatest talent was buried by those mediocre people in the family, even though he didn't know what his talent was.

He always fantasizes that one day he can become that young man from Hexi, return to his family, and shout loudly to those who assigned him back then:

"The three-year period has come...the return of the Dragon King!"

It's a pity that he couldn't wait for the opportunity to show his talent for a long time, until he met Wang Xuebin!

Supernatural powers are the abilities developed by some extremely talented people in the magic world, without systematic teaching, just relying on instinct.

A person with this kind of ability may not be very powerful, but his talent is definitely one-on-one. If he can bring such a person back to the organization, the organization will definitely reward him!

Moreover, not only the organization, but also people with supernatural powers must remember his goodness!

Through my own introduction, it is definitely a great favor to find an organization for people with supernatural powers to live in, and the most important thing is to have a method of cultivation.

Eat the plaintiff and eat the defendant, the key is that the plaintiff and the defendant have to think of him. With this favor in the future, his life in Fujiwara Morishita will definitely be very comfortable!

"Yan Jun, do you... know how to practice?"

Finally, Morishita put away the daydreams in his mind and regained his composure.

"Practice? I know!"

"Haha, it's okay if you don't know, let me explain to you... Nani? You know?"

Wang Xuebin's answer was beyond his expectation, and his native language was shocked!

He originally thought that Wang Xuebin was just an upstart who had never seen the world, perhaps because of a coincidence, he had just discovered his special ability and wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune in the casino.

After all, he saw Wang Xuebin in the casino, and Wang Xuebin lost so much money, it should be because he is not very proficient in using special functions.

According to his assumption, it should be that Wang Xuebin has never heard of the mysteries of cultivation. After some explanations from him, Wang Xuebin bowed down and worshiped him as master.

Then he introduced Wang Xuebin to Jiuju First Class to study art, and when he returned from his studies, he swept away other family heirs for him, helped him ascend to the position of chairman of the group, and then helped him master Jiu Ju First Class himself.

The two of them are in the world of magic and law, and the world of business and politics, and they are in the world, looking down on everyone!

But he didn't expect that the person on the opposite side didn't follow his routine from the very beginning!

"Yan Jun...where did you hear...the word cultivation..."

Morishita is very nervous, he is afraid that his dream will be shattered, he is already thinking about whether he will marry Kudo Shizuka or Sakai Izumi in the future, if it is not possible, Nakamori Akina will be fine.

But now...

"Cultivation, I have always known! Although I learned Western magic, I have never heard of Eastern magic!"

As Wang Xuebin said, he stretched out his hand, and a delicate lizard emerged from the soup on the table, tumbling wantonly in the soup plate, spewing out a ray of flame from time to time.

"Western elemental magic, is it fun?"

Wang Xuebin looked at Fujiwara Morishita with a smile that was not a smile, and the playfulness in his eyes was beyond words.

"What? Could it be that our Master Fujiwara thinks that Mr. Yan is a country bumpkin from the backcountry?"

A burst of flames spewed out, and Morishita backed away in shock. He frantically stamped out the ignited hair, and looked at Wang Xuebin with embarrassment.

"No, of course not! How could it be? Yan Jun's technique is so exquisite, how could he be an ignorant bumpkin? Just kidding...just kidding..."

The so-called catching up is not a business, and licking a dog is not a house. Although Wang Xuebin intends to use Fujiwara Morishita, he will never make these common-sense mistakes!

After all, what he was about to face was a behemoth entrenched in Japan, so he had to be cautious in every move he made.

Every move of his has been carefully considered. There are countless capable people in the world. He will never make the mistake of underestimating the people of the world!

Chapter 355 Docking, disembarking