Chapter 7: A Matter of Life and Death
"I know, don't worry, grandpa!" Qin Feng promised.
Regarding the matter at hand, Qin Feng's heart happened to secretly say that it was an opportunity.
What he had inherited from his later opportunity in his previous life was not the inheritance of the Qin Family.
Rather, it was the Meishan Mountain Art of Xiangzhong.
The Meishan Mountain Art was also known as the Meishan Sect in the cultivator world.
Plum Mountain Sect's magic is called Plum Mountain Law, of course, now orthodox Plum Mountain Sect no longer exists, Plum Mountain Law is in fact can be said to be the cultivator world inside the most perfect a law lineage, the law of the great, deep influence is rarely seen.
Although it originated in Xiangzhong ancient Meishan area, but for thousands of years Xiangxi GXGZ and other southwestern ethnic minorities and Southeast Asian countries all believe in Meishanism, are widely used in a variety of Meishan magic.
Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Meishan magic is a "compendium of magic spells", which has both yang and yin spells, including attacking, self-defense, resisting, fighting, healing, harmony, hunting, debt collection, performing, compulsion, relief, praying for blessings, collecting bans, relocating the altar, collecting souls, invoking souls, etc. The most famous spells should be the Meishan magic spells, which are the most famous ones.
Among them, the most famous spells should be the "Meishan Water Law", i.e. Meishan "innate talismanic water".
Qin Feng knew all this very well in his heart.
Plum Mountain lineage of inheritance, passed down to the present day, can be said to have branched out, divided into countless families, sects.
Plum Mountain was orthodox, inherited from sorcery.
Including the many sects nowadays, in the inheritance, the origins of many arts come from the Plum Mountain lineage, which is also known as the Plum Mountain Mountain Art.
It was clear in Qin Feng's mind that to a certain extent, the Qin family's inheritance also belonged to one of the Meishan Mountain Arts, not to mention that the Qin family's inheritance was now incomplete.
With his own insights from his previous life standing at the peak of the cultivator world, the Qin family's inheritance was cultivated up to the Qi Viewing realm at most.
The six realms of Feng Shui practitioners, which were common in the cultivator world, had been precipitated over thousands of years.
Nurturing Qi, Observing Qi, Fixing Qi, Multiplying Qi, Cultivating Qi, and Asking Qi.
In his previous life, although he had practiced the Plum Mountain Mountain Art and his cultivation had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Asking, he was naturally well aware of these common sense.
The only way to break through the current cultivation realm and enter the Qi Nurturing realm in a month's time was to cultivate the chance that he had encountered in his previous life and cultivate the orthodox Plum Mountain Mountain Art.
Other than that, there was no other way.
The next day.
Early morning.
Old Master Qin Tian went out early in the morning.
Qin Feng understood in his heart that grandpa was going to his best friend's house for a while, to put it badly, he was taking refuge, grandpa was old, ordinary geomancy fortune-telling was nothing, but if he was projecting for people every day like he was doing in the past few days, his mind and spirit would easily get tired.
Originally, geomancy fate, even if it is not geomancy destiny, just some small geomancy, will suffer a certain degree of backlash, he understands, grandpa is the kind of character who cares a lot about the reputation of the Qin family, surely will not be because of the refusal to damage the reputation of the Qin family, there is no other way, can only be avoided.
Qin Feng woke up early, reborn for a day.
Still a little unaccustomed to such poor days, although it is said that he did not have any wealth in his previous life, but with his own identity, he has not had poor days.
Rebirth to eighteen years old this year, more or less a little bit not accustomed to.
Meditate, wash up, cultivate, and eat breakfast.
Restarting the cultivation of the Meishan Mountain Art, changing the inheritance to cultivate is not a simple thing, ordinary cultivators are simply unable to do it, if not for his own experience of having an extremely high cultivation level in his previous life, coupled with the fact that after being reborn, he has the divine sense of a great circle of the Qi Asking Realm, Qin Feng would not have been able to do it.
Now the task Qin Feng needed to do every day was to transform that silk of breath in his body into a breath that matched the Meishan Mountain Art, the One Door, Not Two Methods, which was common sense in the cultivator world.
Cultivator world is concerned about the five elements match, although the Meishan Mountain Art and the Qin family inheritance does not have any conflict, both can also be cultivated, but this is only the early stage, to the late stage, this is absolutely a big trouble, the previous life of their own have a deep sense of this point.
For this reason, he even owed a big favor and went to seek help from a senior.
Qin Feng shook his head, his mind was not thinking about this, Feng Shui cultivation was about following one's heart.
On this hot day, apart from taking a cool ride and blowing the fan, he really didn't have the mood to cultivate.
Sitting in the hall, Qin Feng, blowing the wind, holding a copy of the Burial Scripture Commentary in his hand and looking at it, this is the book collected by his grandfather Qin Tian.
Qin family in Zhao Village also has no relatives, is more than ten years ago migrated over, naturally, there will not be any people over to pull the family, this is just right, there is no one to disturb.
Qin Feng thought leisurely.
However, the leisurely time did not last long before it was broken.
Qin Feng found out a long time ago that a middle-aged man, with the blazing sun, accompanied by the village branch secretary, rushed towards his house with an anxious face.
"Little Feng, reading a book!" Zhao Yongjun walked in, wiped a handful of sweat, and spoke to Qin Feng.
"It's Uncle Zhao who's here, I'll go make you some tea." Qin Feng got up and greeted, for this village branch secretary, Qin Feng was still very polite, two days ago, because grandpa had solved the matter of Zhao Widow, the village branch secretary sent two bags of rice, and some meat, in addition to a red packet of one hundred dollars.
In the era of 1995, two bags of rice, a hundred dollars, which is considered very valuable, that time a hundred dollars, equivalent to the latter's one thousand, 95 years of meat Qin Feng remembers very clearly, only more than two dollars a catty.
"Xiao Feng, no need, this hot day can't drink, is your grandfather at home?" Zhao Yongjun looked around.
"Grandpa he went out to visit friends, he won't be back for a few days." Qin Feng opened his mouth and spoke.
"Branch Zhao, Master Qin isn't here, how can this be, human lives are at stake!" The middle-aged man who was following behind Zhao Yongjun became anxious when he heard Qin Feng say this, looking at Zhao Yongjun with a face of anxiety, bean-sized beads of sweat running down his forehead. In this era, there were no telephones in the countryside, so it was difficult to find someone.
"Old Liu, there's nothing I can do about this, Master Qin isn't at home, why don't you go hire someone else." Zhao Yongjun also said with a helpless face upon hearing this.
"Branch Zhao, if inviting someone else can solve the problem, I won't bother Master Qin, this four villages and eight neighbors, who doesn't know that Master Qin is really skilled ah, others, are just blindly fooling around." The middle-aged man said anxiously.
"Little Wind is it! Do you know where your grandfather went?" The middle-aged man turned his head to inquire about Qin Feng.
"I don't know, grandpa didn't tell me when he left." Qin Feng answered, paused for a moment, and opened his mouth again to inquire.
"Uncle Zhao, what is it, my grandfather explained to me when he left, if there's anything, you can tell me about it, maybe I'll be able to solve it." Qin Feng was attracted by the four words 'human life is at stake' of this middle-aged man who was addressed as Old Liu, and opened his mouth to say to the village branch secretary.
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