"Sure enough, most of the so-called ghosts are electromagnetic fields formed by the residual brain computer waves. The so-called ghost magic is a means of causing hallucination through the magnetic field that affects the human visual and auditory system. If the magnetic field is strong enough, it is possible to force the human body to spontaneously produce neurotoxins to poison itself, which is like a person being scared to death... Conclusion, as long as the influence of the electromagnetic field is neutralized, most of the so-called ghost magic can be cracked." A faint current flowed all over his body, and Chu Xuan, who had an explosive hairstyle, said calmly, which made people feel more and more urged to crush him to death.

"No wonder I hate you so much. Just now I discovered another reason: as far as the faction of those who seek the Tao is concerned, I am the study of the mind, you are the study of Neo-Confucianism. I think the Tao refers to thousands of people and principles. Everyone's Tao varies from person to person, and they emphasize their own understanding and understanding. You try to coldly analyze all ideas, believing that everything can be completed in a standardized manner... You lack the most basic awe of heaven, earth and life." As he spoke, he stroked the head of the poisonous dragon who was walking back and climbed back to the side of Zizhu's head. The poisonous dragon opened his mouth little by little in front of Zhu Peng, and then slowly spit out an illusory but jumping strange heart from it.

"Don't you think that by neutralizing the so-called magnetic field, you can crack the ghost magic? The poisonous dragon has just collected enough breath from you, and now let you experience the so-called ghost magnetic field again." While speaking, Zhu Peng spit out the poisonous dragon, grasping the heart floating in the void, gently stroked it and crushed it. There are almost no one in the entire cultivation world who knows better than Zhu Peng. He could completely conclude that the current magnetic field on Chu Xuan's body had no effect on the art he cast. The strange heart broke in front of him, and Chu Xuan frowned slightly, and then... nothing happened.

Chu Xuan did not fall down as expected. Zhu Peng leaned on the Dragon and Tiger Purple Jade Statue for a long time, and gradually became as embarrassed as the poisonous dragon beside him. The magic just now, even if Chu Xuan didn't kill him, he would roll around the ground. Why didn't he react at all now?

Chu Xuan and Zhu Peng looked at each other in a deep and silent manner. In the end, both of them couldn't help but feel disgusted in their hearts and avoided each other's sight. Touching their hearts, Chu Xuan frowned and said, "The spell just now should be based on negative emotions as a medium, and negative emotions exploded through the outside world hundreds or thousands of times in an instant, right? Taoist techniques are so interesting. I really didn't come here in vain today."

Two moves, they lost all the way. It would be fine if the first time. The ghost realm already has the deepest fear of lightning and thunder. Even if the poisonous dragon has a trace of dragon nature, it is a little more resistant. When it should be afraid and disgusted, it will still instinctively avoid it. However, Zhu Peng was full of confidence in the second move, but he still did not get the result he wanted. This is for Taoist cynics, even if it is not a blow, it is inevitable that Shanlan will be happy. Just two mistakes have already made Zhu Peng lose the interest in taking action again. Killing people is also about interest. Although Zhu Peng does not care about killing, he never killed for killing. After all, killing is just a means, and being enslaved by one means will make everything meaningless.

Next, the two people who were obviously disgusted with each other did not fight anymore, but were calm and composed and played chess. Although they couldn't stand Chu Xuan's character and style, there were too few people who could sit together with Zhu Peng and play chess on weekdays. The so-called immortals are standing on the peak, loneliness and extreme height, but they are also lonely and cold.

Zhu Peng is not afraid of loneliness. It is a carrying that he has already started to pay for his heart. But occasionally there is a person who can communicate with him. This is even more so from Chu Xuan's perspective. There are too few things he wants to know but does not know in this world. Zhu Peng's magical arts are all things that he does not know or even cannot understand, especially the sentence: "Cultivating Taoism is a part of talent, two parts of enlightenment, three parts of persistence, and four parts of learning, and together form the ten-full Taoist ignorance." The words made him like it. The two words of understanding are a person's deep understanding of the world: "Seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain is still a mountain." The three realms are three levels of realms. Zhu Peng's mental philosophy makes Chu Xuan feel like it, but he cannot feel it if he wants to feel it...

"Everything is not the root of the matter, but only asks one's own mind. Buddhism once said that the world is like a dream. Since we are all in dreams, all things are false. Cultivating the truth and cultivating the truth. The so-called cultivation is to use the falsehood of all things to cultivate the truth of ourselves.

Therefore, I am the center of the world and the universe. Everything in the world survives for me and is for me to use. I don’t have to be reluctant to do anything… The planners are unwilling to be kind and do not control the soldiers. This is even more true for those who practice. They lean on their swords and walk straight and refuse to stop. Those who block me will kill and kill..."

After a whole day, two guys who were annoyed at each other played nine games. Zhu Peng lost eight games in a row and only won the last game. However, he didn't care about this result, either Zhu Peng or Chu Xuan. In fact, this was a good ending. There were also conversations during the conversation, and both sides talked about their own ideas and their understanding of the world. Even when they were concentrating on their own, the struggle between the two sides never stopped for a moment. However, until Chu Xuan left, Zhu Peng only felt vaguely, but did not know why Chu Xuan came today.

"If the senior brother is willing to join forces with Colonel Chu, his wisdom and your strength will be combined with all the benefits. People like Zheng Zha are not worthy of carrying shoes for you at that time. If Chu Xuan is not available, why don't senior brother..." Without saying anything, Zeng Rong beside Zhu Peng just made a killing gesture, but the murderous intent and terrifying meaning had already been revealed.

"Why do we need to join forces? Why do we need to suppress Zheng Zha? Why don't we use it for me? Zeng Rong, have you watched too many movies about the dynasty fighting for hegemony recently? Remember, we are monks rather than politicians. When we are strong enough to deal with it, we don't have to always think about joining forces. Pigs are gathering together. When have you seen tigers gathered together? Zheng Zha is the whetstone I deliberately left behind. If I want him to die, he has died a hundred times, but the knife cannot be sharpened, and people cannot fight. If I am the only voice in the entire team, it means that there is something wrong with this team. This principle is not difficult to understand. Think about it carefully. As for Chu Xuan, fighting slowly with him is also a kind of tempering for my practice. Zheng Zha is still too weak now, and I am not qualified to pinch me. In addition, Chu Xuan is a bit interesting. Don't do interesting things boring."

Zhu Peng's words made Zeng Rong almost cry. The fat man said to Zhu Pengyan with a ugly face: "Senior Brother, don't you think your current state is like the villain BOSS who trains the protagonist in the movie. How could such a strange thing as cultivating your own enemies really happen?"

"Not surprising at all, because some people would rather die on the road to becoming stronger than eliminate all hidden dangers and be self-confidence. You are very unfortunate because your senior brother is such a person." Zhu Peng patted Zeng Rong's fat shoulders, and for the first time in one day, he smiled happily.

"Enter the light column within thirty seconds, transfer the target to lock, and the curse begins to teleport..."

Nine beams of light shone down, Zhu Peng, Zeng Rong, Li Xiaoyi, Zheng Zha, Zhan Lan, Zhang Jie, Overlord, Li Shuaixi, and eight of them stood inside the beam of light. Thirty seconds passed by little by little. At the beginning, neither Zheng Zha nor Zhu Peng was in a hurry, and Zhang Jie even joked that Chu Xuan might be wiped out by the main god because of his lateness.

Thirty seconds later, Chu Xuan's figure never appeared, and the light and calm words suddenly echoed in Zhu Peng's mind: "Believe it or not, I will never die at your hands." The last words were actually not a question, but a final sentence.

"Chu Xuan, I admit you won."
Chapter completed!