I Can’t Be a Sword God

next morning.

Li Chu returned to Yuhang Town by the earliest boat.

Helping the Qin family exorcise evil spirits is just a small episode. No matter how noisy the kid of the Qin family is, he is nothing more than a stove ghost or something.

For ordinary cultivators, a talisman will solve it.

Li Chu didn't know how to control talismans at all, so he had to go there in person.

Speaking of which, there are many Taoist temples in the Hangzhou Mansion, but he really wants to learn some basic Taoist arts, such as talisman making, alchemy, magic seal, etc...

It's just that I have a teacher, I don't know if he is willing to teach.

This is also an afterthought.

The most serious problem at present is still Wang Longqi's life.

I can't find any clues about the disappearance of luck, and the strange disaster that the power of the decline realm is helpless...

Apart from asking his master, Li Chu didn't know where to go to find out the truth.

There was really no other way but to watch Wang Longqi die of misfortune... Li Chu couldn't do it.

Then he had to close his eyes.

He came back early, and when he returned to Shilipo, he just caught up with the fox girl who came out to open the door.

Seeing Li Chu, she was very pleasantly surprised: "Ah, master, are you back?"

She looked back and wondered again: "Where is Xiaoyue'er?"

Li Chu shook his head: "Things are not going well, Xiaoyue'er will stay there temporarily. I will come back to ask the master some things, and I will go back later."

The fox girl quickly stepped aside obediently.

In her eyes, Li Chu is like a god.

It's unimaginable how difficult things can make him feel unsatisfactory.

She dared not even ask.

When Li Chu walked to the backyard, he saw the master sitting under the old pagoda tree for thousands of years.

Autumn leaves are falling, clothes are blowing with the wind, and that burst of high-level demeanor straight into the sky seems to be about to become a fairy.

Li Chu felt inexplicably more at ease.

In his heart, the master is like a god.

If you feel that things are not going well, you can only ask the master...

Seeing Li Chu, Yu Qi'an chuckled.

"Why didn't Xiao Yue'er come back together? What's the matter, things are not going well?"

"That's right." Li Chu came to the stone table, sat opposite to the master, and said with a serious expression: "If this matter cannot be resolved, Wang Longqi's life is in danger."

"Oh, that's a pity." Yu Qi'an said lightly, "That's a very energetic young man."

Li Chu blinked.

It was the first time he heard someone praise Wang Longqi like this...

If you change someone else, you must ask.

The enthusiasm you mentioned...is it serious?

However, after all, Li Chu is not a person who likes to talk bad things, and now is not the time to talk nonsense.

He said sternly: "Beginning nearly a hundred years ago, the bottom one in the entrance examination of Zhengqi Academy would all die of bad luck...unlucky. Zhengqi Academy once hired a powerful person to sit in charge, and there was nothing they could do about it. "

"This year... it's Wang Longqi's turn."

Concise and concise, Wang Longqi talked for a long time, Li Chu just said a few words.

After hearing this, Yu Qi'an nodded in understanding.

Sipping tea, he didn't seem to care too much.

After putting down the teacup, he said leisurely, "I'm afraid there is an evil spirit haunting me."

Li Chu felt relieved.

The master really knew about it.

A feeling of "worthy of being a master" arises spontaneously...

He asked: "Evil spirits are bound... What is this?"

"It is a spell cast by an evil spirit. Through its power of thought, it is tightly entangled and difficult to break."

Yu Qi'an seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"This thing is not easy to deal with. Xiao Wang is afraid that someone will be recruited to act as a scapegoat, right? I'll just say his virtue, Shang Zhong is a good hand, how can he go to school?"

On the contrary, Li Chu was not worried in his heart. From the master's tone, he knew that he probably had a countermeasure.

So he asked: "Evil spirits... are they a kind of evil spirits?"

"It can also be said to be evil, after all, it is something that harms people. But it does not belong to demons and ghosts. Strictly speaking, it is not even a living thing."

Yu Qi'an thought for a while, organized his words, and said: "Spirit is a waiter created by the witch god at first."

"Witch God is a god who has inherited the lineage of witchcraft. It uses this spirit to store and refine the luck enshrined in the world."

"Long before ancient times, witch gods had disappeared from the world."

"However, the spirits it created remained. The number is unknown. It is known that some of them derived good thoughts and became good spirits. Some of them derived evil thoughts and became evil spirits."

"Because the number is rare, there are not many in this world. Except for a small group of evil spirits who worship evil spirits for cultivation, few people know their existence."

"Evil spirits are alive, and they are almost immortal. If this kind of thing lives for a long time, it will inevitably become a disaster."

"Focus on the Zhengqi Academy, presumably because of their dynasty's luck. After all, the only place that can transmit the dynasty's luck is the best place to bully."

"Luck..." Li Chu caught the key word.

"That's right, this thing can't self-cultivate. Its main way of cultivation is still refining luck."

"Then the evil spirit in Zhengqi Academy is refining the luck of the students?" Li Chu asked.

Yu Qi'an nodded and said, "It's more about stealing than refining."

Li Chu was puzzled: "But... how does it act? It can't even defeat the power of severing decline. If it has such strength, why is it only staring at the bottom one?"

"Heh." Yu Qi'an sneered, "It's just a cut down."

"What the hell does he know?"

When Li Chu heard this, his pupils trembled.

The master is domineering!

Just listen to Yu Qi'an continue:

"The reason why the evil spirit chose Zhengqi Academy is probably because it is one of the four major academies in the world. Once students enter it, their luck will increase a hundred times! And it will be blessed with dynasty luck, turning their luck into gold."

"This is a great tonic for evil spirits."

"However, what Zhengqi Academy gives students is not only golden luck, but also the inheritance of righteousness."

"The righteousness passed down from generation to generation is like a sharp sword, mixed with luck, if absorbed together, it will be uncomfortable."

"Evil spirits are afraid of righteousness, and to them it is fatal."

"That's why he didn't dare to absorb it arbitrarily. He can only pick one per year, and he has to pick the last one, the soft persimmon with the weakest inheritance of righteousness."

"It's like eating fish to pick bones, carefully peel off the righteousness, and then devour and refine."

"Another important reason... There is a law in things like luck."

"Less always flows to more."

"For example, if I have a pool of luck, I can absorb your small puddles by casting spells. But if you have a sea of ​​luck, then if I cast spells, it will only be absorbed by you."

"The evil spirit wants to refine the luck and turn it into strength, so the luck that can be kept outside is limited. Therefore, when he casts a spell, he dare not set the standard high, only dare to choose the bottom one. .”

"After all, the witch spell is different from others. Once it is cast, even it cannot be erased."

"If it is set a little higher and meets a luck wizard, it will be dumbfounded."

"I think it's the combination of these conditions that created the current situation."

"It's not unbearable for the academy to die a scapegoat every year. And evil spirits can steal the luck of the dynasty in a steady stream. After three or five hundred years, it may not be the day when they become evil gods."

Looking at Yu Qi'an's relaxed and eloquent expression, Li Chu guessed that the master had already made up his mind.

So he asked directly: "Master has already made up his mind, how can he save Wang Longqi?"

"Hehe." Yu Qi'an smiled, and didn't answer directly, but called him: "Disciple..."

"Um?"

"Do you want to go to school?"