On the bed in Li Mu's bedroom.
Li Qing stood in front of the bed and slowly said, "The seven souls are born from the seven emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and lust. These seven emotions are innate and are the foundation of the seven souls. The soul of the Sparrow Yin is born from the emotion of" sorrow ". I can't teach you the secret techniques of the sect, but I can teach you the basic method of guiding. Once you learn how to cultivate Qi and possess mana, you can refine the seven emotions and slowly condense the seven souls …"
Li Mu was sitting cross-legged on the bed, facing Li Qing with his five hearts facing the sky.
"Guide the Qi into the abdomen through the nose and stop when the feet move. When you feel stuffy, slowly exhale through the mouth …"
Li Qing stretched out her finger and touched Li Mu's forehead. At that moment, Li Mu felt a warm current flowing from his forehead into his body and constantly moving around his body. This comfortable feeling made him a little restless.
Li Qing said in a low voice, "Focus and guard your mind. Try to use your mind to guide this strand of mana …"
As this concerned his life, Li Mu hurriedly threw away all distracting thoughts and followed Li Qing's breathing method. He focused all his attention on guiding the strand of Qi in his body and constantly moving it around in his body.
After a quarter of an hour, the slightly pale Li Qing withdrew her finger from Li Mu's forehead and said, "I have already left a strand of mana in your body. In the future, you have to guide it diligently. You can't slack off in your cultivation. Only then will you have a chance to live …"
Looking at the weak Li Qing, Li Mu pursed his lips and said, "Boss, I really don't know how to thank you …"
Li Qing waved her hand and said, "I'm leaving. Cultivate well. Although I have already taught you the method to refine the seven emotions, I can't help you with collecting them …"
Li Qing was about to leave when Li Mu suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "Boss, wait a minute …"
Li Qing turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Li Mu got down from the bed and said embarrassedly, "I forgot where I put my salary. Boss, do you have any way to remind me of the past?"
Li Qing thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have yellow paper and cinnabar?"
…
Li Qing had already left. Li Mu held a yellow paper talisman and carefully examined it.
There was no yellow paper or cinnabar at home, so Li Mu had to spend a few dozen copper coins to buy some from outside.
When Li Qing mentioned these two things, Li Mu knew that she wanted talismans.
Taoism was a wide range, and there were different schools of thought. Some schools were good at alchemy, some were good at talismans, and some were good at formations. Judging from the previous two experiences, Li Qing seemed to be very proficient in Fu-lu.
Li Mu put the Fu-lu on his forehead and suddenly felt a burst of coolness, making his mind clearer than ever.
He only thought about it for a moment, and countless fragments of memories flashed through his mind one by one.
He saw that two days ago, after getting up and washing up, he sat in the courtyard in a daze.
He saw that a month ago, he was wearing a green constable's uniform and patrolling the streets with Zhang Shan and Li Si.
Earlier, he saw his other self hiding something wrapped in cloth under the rice vat.
…
In the kitchen, Li Mu moved the rice jar with great effort and pried open a green brick. He took out a cloth bag from under the green brick. After opening it, he saw a pile of scattered silver inside. There were at least four or five taels of silver.
For the past few days, Li Mu had been curious. How could a single constable who didn't have a girlfriend, who didn't have any extra spending besides eating, not have any savings? It turned out that he had hidden his money here.
With this money, he did not need to eat porridge and pickles every day. He could also pay off the debt to Zhang Shan and Li Si.
Happily putting away the silver, Li Mu tried to remember the night he died. A scene gradually appeared in his mind.
It was a moonless night. As usual, after patrolling, he was ready to go home and sleep. When he walked to a certain street, there was a sudden movement in a dark alley …
"Who's there!"
As a constable, under the influence of a sense of responsibility, he pulled out his sword and slowly walked into the dark alley …
The memory stopped there.
Li Mu rubbed his eyebrows. It seemed that constable Li Mu's death was something that happened after he walked into the dark alley.
Not only did he die, but his three souls had also left his body. His seven spirits had also abnormally dissipated. It was easy to suspect that he had encountered some kind of evil spirit.
In this world, cultivators refined the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate. There were also some evil spirits that specialized in absorbing souls. In this world, it was best not to be curious about things that one should not be curious about. It was best not to be curious about things that one should not be curious about.
The effect of this Fu-lu could last for a full twenty-four hours. It was too wasteful to only use it to find money. Li Mu hurried into the study and took out a pen and paper. After searching through the memories of his other life, he began to write.
"My elder sister's father, Duke Song, was a taboo. One day, he was sick in bed. He saw an official come with a white horse and said, "Please come for the examination …"
Ever since he had the idea of copying books to make money, he had been thinking about this matter. Originally, he would have needed to rewrite the content, but with this Fu-lu, it became very simple.
Li Mu had read many novels about demons, ghosts, and immortals. The most classic of them all was Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio.
In this world, there were all kinds of supernatural novels, and there was a lot of competition between them. Li Mu did not want to rely on copying books to make a fortune. It was just that the salary of a low-level official was too meager. Within the scope of the law, he would make as much as he could.
After writing for two hours, Li Mu rubbed his sore wrist and took off the Fu-lu on his forehead.
This Fu-lu was not a one-time use. Before the spiritual energy on it was exhausted, it could be used a few more times.
Li Mu tidied up the manuscript and put it aside.
Compared to making money, cultivation was more important to him.
Li Qing said that the seven souls were born from the seven emotions. In order to reform the seven souls, he had to refine the seven emotions. Not only that, the seven emotions had to be related to himself …
The seven emotions were joy, anger, sadness, fear, love, evil, and lust. In other words, he had to have someone to develop these seven emotions for him. Only then would he have the hope of reforming the seven souls.
No wonder Li Qing said that this path was very difficult. A person could be hated and feared by many, but to gain the love and lust of many, it was easier said than done.
Unless he relied on his handsome face … No, he would never do something like selling his body.
Suppressing the heavy worries in his heart, Li Mu sat cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and began to practice the Daoyin Technique that Li Qing taught him.
The Daoyin Technique was the method of breathing in and out. It was the most basic method of cultivation. It could guide spiritual energy, Yin energy, resentment, and other kinds of energy into the body. In order to refine the seven emotions, it could not be done without this technique.
He had just guided the mana that Li Qing left in his body to circulate around his body when there was a knock on the door.
Li Mu got down from the bed, walked to the front of the courtyard, and opened the door.
Zhang Shan stood outside the door and said, "Boss said you were sick, so I came to see you. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Li Mu waved his hand, and then said, "You came at the right time. I found some silver at home. I can return the money I borrowed from you this morning."
Zhang Shan was stunned. He had thought that Li Mu would need a few months to repay the silver he had just borrowed this morning. Who knew that the surprise would come so suddenly …
Li Mu was also stunned.
Just now, when he said that he wanted to return Zhang Shan the silver, Zhang Shan's entire person, in Li Mu's eyes, suddenly emitted a weak red light.
Of the seven emotions and seven colors, "joy" was red.
That was the emotion of joy!
Zhang Shan's joy came from Li Mu, and only Li Mu could see it.
This was one of the seven emotions that he needed!
After coming back to his senses, Li Mu immediately used the Guiding Technique. Following that, he felt that something was being guided into his body.
But this thing was too weak. After it entered Li Mu's body, he didn't feel anything particularly obvious.
This also showed that if he wanted to condense the first spirit, he needed to refine the joy, and it was enormous …
Zhang Shan looked at Li Mu with an expectant gaze. Li Mu was about to take out the silver when a ray of light flashed across his mind, and he said, "There was a total of five taels of silver, but I was careless when I went out just now, and lost it again …"
"Ah!" Zhang Shan heard this and was greatly disappointed.
Li Mu looked at him again, and his tone changed, "Luckily, a child picked up the silver …"
Zhang Shan patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
Li Mu felt that joy again, and guided it into his body. He glanced at Zhang Shan, and said, "But the silver he picked up wasn't mine …"
"…"
"Later, I found out that I forgot to bring it when I went out …"
"That's good, that's good, and then?"
"Later, I woke up, and found out that it was just a dream."
"A dream!"
"Then I went to the place in the dream to look for it, and sure enough, I found five taels of silver …"
…
As the first spirit, the Dead Dog was mainly vigilant. It was born from the emotions of joy, and absorbed a large amount of joy. Li Mu already felt that there were subtle changes in his body. He was about to speak again, but Zhang Shan hurriedly waved his hand. His face was pale, and he leaned against the wall, and spoke weakly.
"We'll talk about the silver later, let me go in and rest first, I feel a little dizzy, as if my body has been emptied …"
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