Chapter 135 Qiankun borrows the law
Yan Chixia pointed at the large mass of ashes on the ground and said, “That old woman was very cunning. Seeing that the situation was not good, she used the trick of escaping from the shell and escaped back.”

Shi Potian frowned and asked, “Where did it escape to?”

Yan Chixia glanced at Shi Potian and asked, “What? Do you still want to chase him?”

Shi Potian nodded and said, “If anyone comes to Lanruo Temple again in the future, it will definitely come out to harm people.”

Yan Chixia said: “You are quite kind-hearted. Unfortunately, I don’t know where that old woman has fled to, otherwise I would have chased her long ago.”

Shi Potian let out an “Ah” and was worried.

Yan Chixia said, “You don’t have to worry. That old woman is a spirit from a locust tree. With her skills, she has not been able to break free from the shackles of her original body and cannot leave this area of ​​several miles. I will live in Lanruo Temple from now on. If she dares to come out, I will completely eliminate her and not give her the opportunity to harm the world.”

After this fight, Yan Chixia has already figured out the details of the locust tree spirit.

Although this locust tree spirit has practiced Taoism for a hundred years, it only knows some rudimentary spells and relies entirely on its physical instincts when fighting against others. As long as we can find its real body, it will not be difficult to get rid of it.

Yan Chixia washed off the slime on his body, and then smoked his clothes on the fire. He picked up the wine gourd beside him, uncorked it, gulped down a few gulps, and said, “Good wine.”

Shi Potian hadn’t drunk alcohol for a while. When he smelled the aroma of wine, his mouth suddenly watered and he was extremely greedy.

Yan Chixia was not a stingy person. He admired Shi Potian for coming back to help him regardless of life and death. Seeing this, he threw the wine gourd in his hand over and said, “Here.”

Shi Potian said, “Thank you.”

He picked up the wine gourd and took a big sip. His eyes suddenly lit up and he praised loudly, “Good wine!” He couldn’t help but pick up the gourd again and took a sip. He reluctantly returned it and sighed, “This wine tastes mellow and rich. It’s really good wine. It’s a pity that there is too little, otherwise I would really drink it all.”

Yan Chixia said: “Boy, as long as you have that amount, how can I not give you wine? I will let you drink enough today.” He put his right hand into a sword shape and drew a talisman on the gourd. A faint light flashed, and then dimmed in an instant. Then he threw the wine gourd to Shi Potian.

Shi Potian said happily: “Master Yan, do you still have wine?”

Yan Chixia shook his head and said, “It’s all in this gourd.”

Shi Potian was a little disappointed when he heard this. Yan Chixia’s wine gourd was only the size of two palms, and the wine inside was at most half a gourd, which was not enough for them to drink. He said, “Master Yan, I’ll leave this wine for you.”

Yan Chixia said dissatisfiedly: “Just drink when I tell you to. Why are you being so fussy?”

Seeing this, Shi Potian no longer hesitated, picked up the wine gourd and drank it down with gulps. He originally wanted to drink half and leave the other half for Yan Chixia, but after drinking for a while, the weight of the wine gourd still did not decrease.

He stopped, burped, and shook himself gently.

The movement in the gourd was exactly the same as before, as if he had not drunk it at all.

Shi Potian was surprised and asked: “Master Yan, did you use some magic? Why does this wine seem endless?”

Yan Chixia smiled and said, “Want to know?”

Shi Potian nodded repeatedly, his face full of curiosity.

Yan Chixia snorted, snatched the wine gourd, took a few big gulps, put the wine gourd on the ground, and said, “We’ll talk after you beat me in drinking.” Shi Potian was overjoyed: “Okay.” He picked up the wine gourd and started drinking.

Both of them are wine lovers and honest people. Neither of them is willing to take advantage of the other. They take a sip at a time, each afraid that they will drink less than the other.

Seeing how generous Shi Potian was, Yan Chixia admired and liked him even more.

After drinking for a while, with no clear winner, Yan Chixia pointed at the wine gourd and said drunkenly: “Boy, don’t you want to know how I did it? Look at the talisman on the gourd, it’s called the Five Ghosts Moving Talisman. I moved the wine from somewhere else into this gourd.”

Shi Potian was already a little drunk, and said with a big tongue: “You moved other people’s wine into your wine gourd, so other people’s wine is gone? Isn’t this just stealing?”

Yan Chixia glared and cursed, “You know nothing! Stealing from good people is stealing, but stealing from corrupt officials, can that be called stealing? This is called robbing the rich to help the poor! Is there anything wrong with me helping a poor guy like myself while I’m helping other poor people?”

Shi Potian was a little confused, but after hearing the words “rob the rich and help the poor”, he still shook his head and said, “No… no problem!”

Yan Chixia was satisfied: “No problem!” Suddenly thinking of Shi Potian’s strange sword-controlling technique, he asked: “Boy, how did you use the sword-controlling technique without using your soul?”

Shi Potian scratched his head, looking confused: “Primordial spirit? What is that? I am using the Huashan School’s skill of controlling swords with Qi.” He picked up the sword, stretched out his arm, held it in front of him, and poured his true Qi into it.

There was a sound of “clang” and the precious sword flew out of its sheath, performing the Huashan sword technique in mid-air.

Yan Chixia suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the drunkenness dissipated by a little.

This time he was close and could see clearly that Shi Potian really did not use the slightest bit of his spiritual power. He relied entirely on his own strong true qi and his ultimate control over true qi to achieve the effect of a weakened version of the sword-wielding technique.

It is incredible. It can be said that it has reached the limit of mortal martial arts and is only a thin line away from Taoism.

But this thin line of separation is like a chasm. Without guidance, it would be difficult to break through even in one’s lifetime.

Yan Chixia thought for only a moment before making a decision. He said, “Boy, let me tell you what the Yuanshen is!” He picked up the sword box that he used as a chair, drew a talisman in the air, and shouted, “The sky and the earth are boundless, and the universe borrows the law!”

The sword box suddenly opened, and an ancient sword flew out of the box, hovering in the air, flashing with bright light and making bursts of light sounds like a dragon’s roar.

Shi Potian was startled, staring at Yan Chixia’s ancient sword, and suddenly seemed to think of something, wondering: “Master Yan, why is this Yuanshen you mentioned… a bit like those female ghosts?”

Yan Chixia didn’t expect Shi Potian to be so perceptive, and said with a smile: “The Yuanshen is condensed from the three souls and seven spirits of a cultivator, while the evil spirit is the soul after a person dies. There is not much difference between them in essence.”

Yan Chixia was originally a famous judge of the twenty-six provinces in Kanto and Kansai. He resigned and retired due to treacherous officials in power. Later, he learned some magic by chance. He was a self-taught person who changed his career without a master.

In essence, he is closer to a martial artist who likes to do good and fight for justice, rather than a person who practices cultivation.

Also, because he had only been practicing for a short time, his body only had true energy but no magic power. Every time he used magic, he could only do so by “borrowing magic”, which was quite restrictive.

But because of this, Yan Chixia did not have so many concerns. Since he liked Shi Potian, he just passed on the knowledge he knew to Shi Potian.

(End of this chapter)