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Chapter 400: Dakeng Xuanhu Palace

"I'm not afraid of the yellow wind, not afraid of the heavy rain. My little baby, you remember, grew up in the wind and rain. Sometimes the strong wind will stop, and sometimes the heavy rain will stop. When the swallows return, their eyes will be full of spring."

Meng Nan slowly opened his eyes, and the sweet singing was still ringing in his ears.

Meng Nan sat up, looked around, and found that he and others were in a concert hall.

"What is this?" Meng Nan's pupils shrank slightly.

I saw two black handprints on the necks of everyone around me. These handprints were very small, like children's hands.

"Devil, I've been here!" Meng Nan stood up and looked around vigilantly, but found no trace.

Soon, the rest of the people woke up one after another. In addition to the eight of them, there were two men, who should be newcomers.

"W-where is this?" One of the men in a suit and glasses asked in confusion.

Chen Ruier looked at Meng Nan, then walked over and briefly introduced the current situation.

After listening, both men fell silent, seeming to be thinking about whether this was real or some kind of show.

"If the devils came before we woke up, then why didn't they kill us?" Li Shiming frowned and said, "Also, did you hear a children's song before? I remember in the movie

I think I heard it before."

"Well, the melody is very familiar, but I can't hear exactly what it is singing." George said.

"Xiao Dao just tried it, and our Yunying Temple's Taoist methods can indeed be used in this world." Sun Tianzhao also said.

"That's good. Let's leave now. No matter why those demons didn't kill us, it's not safe here." Meng Nan said and looked at the two newcomers: "What about you? How are you thinking? Are you going to follow us?

Shall we go or leave on our own?”

The man in a suit pushed up his glasses slightly: "You said this is the world of "The Little Girl in Red". What kind of program is that? I'm sorry, I haven't watched it in the past."

"Well, ghost film." Meng Nan said concisely.

"That's it." The man in the suit didn't expect that Meng Nan would say something so simple. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you. Yes.

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Yes, my name is Xin Gu."

"I'll go with you too." Another man also said, "My name is Dong Hui."

"Then let's leave now." Meng Nan nodded, and then everyone quickly left here.

Soon, everyone came to the street. The street was not as sparsely populated as in other worlds, but was incomparably prosperous.

Meng Nan randomly found a mobile phone store, bought a few cheap smartphones, applied for a few cards, rented a van, and rushed to Dakeng Xuanhu Palace.

Although the location of Dakeng Xuanhu Temple is not in the city center, it is not far from the city center.

It only took more than twenty minutes for Meng Nan and others to arrive outside Xuanhu Palace.

However, everyone was stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.

I saw that the majestic and solemn-looking temple in the movie now looked dilapidated. The originally grand and majestic walls had fallen off, leaving a dilapidated scene everywhere.

"Um, are we in the wrong place?" George looked at Meng Nan doubtfully: "Or are all your Chinese temples like this?"

"It seems like something must have happened in the Xuanhu Palace." Meng Nan searched the Internet, but found no relevant information. She said solemnly: "Let's go in and take a look first."

After walking through the dilapidated gate, everyone came to the main hall. The statue of Tiger Lord enshrined in the main hall was now rusty and it looked like no one had taken care of it for a long time.

"I've seen this movie. Speaking of which, is this Tiger Lord just out on a horse? Is it the kind from the Northeast?" Dong Hui looked at Meng Nan and the others and asked, "But it seems a bit different. I remember there is no fairy hall on the horse.

What?"

"It is indeed different." Sun Tianzhao said: "Chu Ma Xian is a kind of primitive religious shamanism tradition. It is only popular in the Northeast. The objects worshiped are called immortals, and most of them are euphratica and willow. Although they are called immortals, they are actually

But it’s not. They actually have a mutually beneficial relationship with humans.”

"Mutual benefit?" Chen Rui'er also became interested and looked at Sun Tianzhao curiously.

"Yes, you must know that whether it is the Hu family, the Huang family, the Yang family, the Liu family or others, they are all elves in cultivation. Although they are on the right path, they are faced with many difficulties due to their innate limitations.

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"So these cultivators have attracted the attention of humans." Sun Tianzhao explained: "They will use human bodies to cultivate, and at the same time choose disciples among humans, and perform divination and see things for humans by going out to the hall, and then

Accumulate merit and reduce your own disasters."

"Human beings here, on the one hand, get help from the immortal family to seek good luck and avoid evil, and on the other hand, they can get a little fortune in this way." Sun Tianzhao said: "But now, like many temples and Taoist temples, they can go out to fight.

Nine scams are not trustworthy."

"What about Lord Tiger?" Meng Nan continued to ask.

"Master Hu is different. Immortals who ride horses are often closely related to human life, and they are more about protecting families and homes, so they are also called Baojiaxian. But Master Hu is a fairy, and it belongs to the city god's mount.

Enjoy the immortality."

"So Mr. Hu is actually just like us going to a Taoist temple to burn incense and pray. He is asking for God's protection. The other party is a superior being."

"The master in Xuanhu Palace, also known as Ji Tong, is similar to the spiritual medium in the West. It belongs to the medium between gods and people or ghosts and people in primitive religious witchcraft rituals, that is, the person who communicates between heaven and earth. Among them

The upper body of the god is called 'Qiji', and the whole process is called 'Fuqi'." Sun Tianzhao explained.

"Oh, that means that the ones who are invited are the immortals who are practicing, and Master Hu is the ones who have become gods." Man Sisi nodded.

"Almost. But this does not mean that Chu Ma is weaker than Tiger Lord." Sun Tianzhao said: "Even in the folklore of the Northeast, many immortals have surpassed the gods in the sky. They are just pursuing higher avenues.

I just don’t want to become an immortal.”

"I've learned a lesson," Xin Gu said, cupping his fists.

"Okay, that's it for popular science. Let's find the clues here as soon as possible." Meng Nan said, "By the way, Daozhang Sun, can you help me?"

"No." Sun Tianzhao shook his head: "It is not that easy to support a ji, just like riding a horse. You need to communicate with the gods from an early age, establish cause and effect, and make your body meet the conditions of a ji."

"However, if I can find some talismans about the Fuqi here, I can draw them. That way, we will have more confidence in the battle against the Demon God." Sun Tianzhao said.

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