Chapter 8: Old City God, What Are You Shaking

Chapter 8: Old City God, What Are You Shaking

If humans and immortals are immortals, then ghosts and immortals are not immortals?

The Old City God had never thought of attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal. In his view, now that he had become a ghost or a deity, how could he have anything to do with the word "immortal"?

Now, Chen Changsheng's words once again enlightened him.

Chen Changsheng, however, felt relieved in his heart.

It should be able to scare him off, right? '

To put it bluntly, all these words are his own understanding. They are neither true nor false. Things that are both true and false are the ones that can deceive people the most.

The Old City God calmed down and asked, "Then, Mr. Chen, what should the little God do?"

Chen Changsheng said, "The most important things for ghosts and gods are incense and merit, and both of these come from the people. Loving and protecting the people, gathering the people's wishes and incense, can lead to the great way."

The Old City God sat at the table. His gaze looked ahead and he began to think.

Chen Changsheng didn't move either. Instead, he silently watched the expression of the old City God, fearing that he might react.

It was probably a few quarters of an hour later.

The old City God's figure flickered for a moment and he came to his senses.

Chen Changsheng pretended to be calm and looked at him.

The Old City God let out a long sigh of relief. He stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Little God, thank you very much for your teachings, Sir!"

He let out a long sigh and said, "Little God understands."

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment.

What do you understand?

The Old City God said, "After much thought, I finally understood your good intentions. As the City God, I don't think about the people in the community, but rather how to get out of here. First, you talked to me about the ghostly Immortals, which aroused my desire. Then you talked about the way of the heart, and then about the power of incense and vows. Only now do I understand that the ghostly immortals were just your lies."

When Chen Changsheng heard this, his heart was startled for a moment, and the wine glass in his hand also trembled.

"Ghosts and immortals are false, while the City God is real. Only by returning to the right path and following the will of heaven can one have the opportunity to achieve enlightenment." "

The Old City God suddenly bent down, bowed respectfully to Chen Changsheng and said, "The little god has been taught."

Facing the words of the Old City God, Chen Changsheng was somewhat at a loss.

It seems that I didn't mean that...

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment. Since it was already like this, it would be better to continue.

It must not be exposed.

Chen Changsheng raised his hand and said, "Chen Mou deceived you, yet you are still so polite."

The Old City God stood up and said, "Sir, you have good intentions. If I still don't understand, I would be unworthy of being the City God."

Chen Changsheng gave a gentle smile and said, "It's your own willingness to return to the right path, not Chen's fault. Why should you thank me?"

The Old City God said, "If it weren't for you, Sir, when would I be able to figure all this out? Thank you, Sir, for bestowing this karmic connection. Little God, I'm extremely grateful."

Chen Changsheng felt a bit uncomfortable being subdued by his respectful demeanor.

Of course, having something to hide in one's heart makes one feel uncomfortable.

Chen Changsheng gave a dry laugh twice and said, "Sit down and have some food. I'm not full yet."

The Old City God paused for a moment upon hearing this, and immediately a smile appeared on his face.

"I respect you, Sir."

"Please."

It wasn't long before a gourd of Autumn Moon wine was swallowed.

Chen Changsheng's face also turned a little red.

Seeing that he was somewhat drunk, the Old City God said, "Sir, why don't you use magic power to dispel your intoxication?"

Chen Changsheng's heart gave a jolt and he suddenly became nervous.

It won't be exposed, will it?

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and replied, "Wine comes from the hustle and bustle of human life. Only the warmth of human life is the most soothing to the heart. If the intoxication is removed, then what's the point?"

The Old City God was greatly shocked upon hearing this.

In his heart, he was thinking.

This is what a supreme immortal is!

If one were not an immortal, how could they coexist with this mundane world? If one were not an immortal, how could there be such a carefree meaning?

The Old City God finally opened his eyes today and shouted loudly, "What the master said is absolutely right."

Chen Changsheng came to his senses and remembered the main business.

"Let's not hide it from the Old City God. Chen Mou also has a request."

"Mr. Chen, go ahead and speak."

Chen Changsheng raised his head and said, "The Old City God has long resided in the human world, walking among humans and ghosts. Has he ever obtained the method of cultivating qi in the immortal path?"

The Old City God thought for a moment. Although he didn't understand what Chen Changsheng was using for looking for this thing, he still replied, "This is indeed there. Sir, do you want this thing?"

Chen Changsheng told a lie and said, "In recent years, I've wanted to create a new method. Now I'm collecting these."

After hearing this, the Old City God clasped his hands and said, "Sir, you are very talented."

As he spoke, the old City God shook his sleeve, and a piece of paper fell out of it.

The Old City God accepted it and handed it over to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng glanced around and saw a jumbled mess of words written on the paper.

He doesn't know it at all.

However, with just one glance, those words were imprinted in his mind like twinkling stars. Even though they were incomprehensible, in an instant, he understood them all.

Chen Changsheng was overjoyed but didn't show it. He said, "May I allow Chen Mou to make a copy?"

"Copy?"

The Old City God paused for a moment and asked, "Sir, can you copy the contents here?"

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and asked, "Is that not allowed?"

The old City God was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a word.

He waved his hand and called out, "Someone, go and get pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Mr. Chen!"

Thank you very much. Chen Changsheng smiled gently.

It wasn't long before Yin Cha brought all the ink, brush, paper and inkstone.

"Please, Sir." The Old City God handed over the writing brush.

Chen Changsheng was somewhat puzzled. He felt that something was not quite right with the Old City God.

But it's hard to say what's wrong.

He picked up the pen and paused for a moment.

Then he began to copy it according to that qi cultivation method.

The Old City God kept staring at the content on Chen Changsheng's paper, wanting to see what the outcome would be.

This Qigong practice method consists of no more than four hundred characters. Chen Changsheng writes extremely slowly. One reason is that he is not proficient. Although he practiced calligraphy with a brush in his previous life, he hadn't put pen to paper for a long time.

Fortunately, I still copied it down completely.

It's just that the handwriting is not very good-looking.

At the moment when the last word fell.

The Old City God's heart was lifted to his throat.

Chen Changsheng put away the writing brush and placed it aside. He took a look at the method of copying and was quite satisfied.

"Thank you very much, Old City God."

The Old City God paused for a moment. His arm trembled and he said, "Mr. Chen, could you please show me the copy?"

Chen Changsheng was somewhat puzzled, but still nodded and said, "Of course."

The Old City God took the paper and compared the contents of the two.

The result was exactly the same word!!

He opened his mouth and his gaze towards Chen Changsheng changed.

Each qi cultivation method is unique in the universe.

It is simply impossible to be copied. If it were all copied, the paper would be burned by the power of heaven and earth.

Mr. Chen, however, copied this entire article on the method of cultivating qi verbatm.

This gentleman...

Just how profound is one's cultivation? !

How could even heaven and earth show him a little leniency?

The old City God's arms were trembling, his throat was rolling, and his heart was filled with constant horror.

Chen Changsheng was at a loss and blinked, saying, "Old City God, what are you shaking?"

(End of this chapter)