Chapter 10: Resentment
"Spiritual power is a kind of energy that exists in living things. Every living thing is born with more or less of this energy."
"Oh, Taoist priest, what you mean is that cats and dogs also have spiritual power and can learn magic?"
I asked curiously.
The stinky old man glared and shouted, "What's wrong with cats and dogs? There are many cats and dogs who are much better than you, a stinky boy."
I couldn't help but choke, smiled awkwardly, and cursed myself for being so talkative. Wouldn't it be better if I just listened quietly? I was asking for trouble.
"Although everyone is born with spiritual power, as they age, many people lose their spirituality and their spiritual perception gradually becomes blocked. Moreover, today's society is very impetuous, and many people do not believe in ghosts and gods, nor in cause and effect, so their spiritual power is gradually lost. However, there are also many people who not only do not lose their spirituality, but also develop and use their spiritual power very well, and constantly improve their spiritual power through learning and practice."
"Like people like you, Taoist priest?"
I couldn't help but interrupt again, but this time the old man smiled with a little pride.
"Yes, there are many people like me. Of course, I am one of the top people among them."
He raised his head slightly as he spoke. I laughed in my heart: You look so shabby, like a rag-collector and beggar, and you think you are a first-class person. Of course, I am not belittling rag-collectors and beggars. To be honest, I am not better than them.
"Well, let me explain it to you in a more popular way, otherwise you won't understand. Spirituality is like a child who is very lively and energetic. And spiritual perception is like what people often call the sixth sense. Many times, you can feel things or events that ordinary people cannot feel. It's like sometimes you suddenly feel that what is happening now seems to have happened before. This is actually the premonition ability of spiritual perception."
I couldn't help but be shocked, as I seemed to have had this experience before.
"Spirituality, spiritual perception, and spiritual power all complement each other. Let's talk about the seals and formulas. They need to cooperate with each other. Just like when you want to draw a circle, you have to move and use your hand to draw a circle on paper. This is a thought combined with an action, which forms a result, which is the circle. The thought is the formula, the action is the seal, and the pen and paper are the spiritual power. They combine to form an array, which creates this spell, a circle."
The old man spoke a lot in one breath, but fortunately I listened carefully. Although I am not well-educated, I have a good memory and I remembered all of it after just one listen. However, it was a little confusing.
The stinky old man looked at me with a look that seemed a little unsatisfactory, and said helplessly: "Forget it, forget it. I won't waste any more time talking nonsense. The spell I'm going to teach you is called Soul Absorption."
"A spell to absorb spiritual energy, the Star Absorbing Technique!"
I blurted out a sentence, and seeing the old man's face change, I quickly said, "Master, you say it, you say it."
"Look, the seal is very simple, just a few movements, and I will only do it once. The formula is also very simple, and I will only say it once."
As he spoke, he suddenly put his hands together, rubbed them together, spread them apart for a distance, put them together again, and then stretched them outwards, crossed his ten fingers and moved them a few times, and then separated his hands again. He put the index and middle fingers of both hands together , and bent the other three fingers inwards. He held his right hand upright in front of his body, and placed the two fingers of his left hand on the outside of his right wrist.
After this action, the stinky old man suddenly looked shocked , his eyes widened, and he shouted in a low voice: "The taste of Dharma is immeasurable, and there is no obstacle in the dark. I will save you from the suffering of the three evil realms and give you the nine mysterious blessings. All of you will become substitutes, and turn your heads to pay homage to the Yuanhuang. Ascend to Taiqing with one thought, and be born in Ziwei. Collect!"
When the stinky old man finished chanting this spell, a gust of wind suddenly blew up from all around, swirling and surging. My heart tightened, and I quickly became alert. The stinky old man suddenly opened his mouth, and just like sucking noodles, he swallowed the gust of wind directly into his stomach.
"call!"
Then he let out a breath, as if he was spitting out the wind just now, and then asked: "Did you remember it?"
I nodded quickly and replied, "I'll remember it."
The stinky old man nodded, suddenly turned around and continued to walk forward. I couldn't help but be stunned, and asked quickly: "Master, what's next?"
"Gone."
"Gone? What do you mean?"
"If you don't leave, the little devil will come and eat you."
My heart trembled, and I quickly ran, followed closely, frowned and asked: "Master, what is the use of this spell? The spell is so long, I will probably be eaten by the ghost before I finish it."
"You'll see its effect later."
The stinky old man said something and stopped talking. Although I felt strange, I didn't dare to ask any more questions, lest I anger him and leave me here alone, which would be the end of me.
After walking for a while, we finally reached the exit of this broken village. But it looked familiar. A big tree was broken in the middle, and the upper half fell down and pressed against the lower half, forming a triangle.
Isn't this the exit on the other side?
I looked back, and although I could see the darkness clearly, I couldn't see the end of the village. I turned back again, and the stinky old man had already walked far away, so I quickly ran to catch up with him.
"Master, we are out of the village now. Aren't we going to catch that female ghost?"
"Who said that? I'm going to catch her."
The stinky old man glanced at me and said.
We are already out of the village, where can we catch that female ghost? I was wondering, the stinky old man suddenly turned in another direction and walked to a small ridge between farm fields.
"Master, where are we going?"
I followed and asked curiously.
"Go up the mountain and catch ghosts."
I was stunned, opened my eyes and looked forward, not far away, it was hazy. Oh, right, before it got dark, I saw that there seemed to be a mountain here. The female ghost was not in the village, and ran to the mountain?
We passed through several farmlands and walked onto a decent dirt road. After walking for a while, we actually reached the foot of a mountain. I looked up at the mountain. The mountain was not big, and the slope was not steep. A mountain road that had not been walked on for who knows how long stretched upward in a twisting manner.
Although no one has walked on the mountain road for many years, strangely, there is no grass growing on it . At first glance, there is not a single blade of grass. The grass on both sides of the road is also sparse, and most of it is withered and yellow, just like the crops in the farmlands at the foot of the mountain.
"Such a strong resentment."
The stinky old man suddenly muttered something. I leaned over and asked, "Master, what is resentment?"
The stinky old man stopped and said, "Concentrate your attention, calm down, hold your breath, and stop thinking about anything."
I was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"
The stinky old man glared at me, and I quickly shut up and did as he asked. I tried for a long time, and finally I slowly calmed down. I felt like I was in a ethereal state, as if my soul was about to leave my body.
“Hoooooooooo!”
Suddenly, there were bursts of sharp and piercing whistling sounds all around me, and an invisible breath swept over me like an overwhelming force, instantly engulfing me. This breath was chilly, cold, fierce, and nauseating, filling the entire space and making it impossible for me to breathe.
"Snapped!"
At this moment, I was suddenly shocked and opened my eyes quickly. The stinky old man was standing in front of me, looking at me with a smile on his face.
"How is it? Do you feel it? How does it feel?"
The stinky old man asked with a smile.
"That's resentment?"
