Raise your hand and insert the wooden stick in your hand into the ground.
“Buzz——!”
A golden ripple bloomed from the end of the wooden staff like lightning, covering everyone in the hall instantly.
Several people on the other side secretly shouted that they were not good, and they all activated their magic weapons.
"Whoosh whoosh-!"
Hundreds of blue lights flew towards Zheng Jiuru and others.
Not to be outdone, Yuan Mingchun and others also activated their own magic weapons.
In an instant, water, fire and hail filled every corner of the hall.
Everyone on the opposite side took action one by one.
Then Zheng Jiuru and others saw a golden armor phantom appearing on their bodies.
Countless fish scale-like armor plates cover each person's body in layers.
There is an eye-catching word "Shen" on the chest of the armor.
After the hundreds of blue lights emitted by him and others hit the armor's shadow, only a little stream of light was sputtered out.
No one was harmed.
However, he and the others were unable to resist the dozens of spells coming from the opposite side.
What's more, behind them are the people gathered in the gathering place.
Under the bombardment of this spell, no one would be spared.
The leader opened his hands and used all his strength to release a magic barrier.
But he also knew that it wouldn't do anything.
He closed his eyes in despair and howled helplessly.
"ah--!"
After waiting for a while, no pain was felt on his body, so he opened his eyes and looked at himself.
I saw that my body was also covered with a layer of golden armor.
Turning around and looking behind him, he saw that all the people were protected by phantoms in golden armor.
No one was hurt at all, but everyone had a look of panic on their faces.
He couldn't help but be confused: What's going on?
Immediately afterwards, I heard the young man leading the other side say: "Can we talk?"
Following Zheng Jiuru's words, Shangguanhe found that the shadow of the golden armor on his body had disappeared.
But everyone on the opposite side is still protected by golden armor.
Someone behind him exclaimed.
"ah!"
Without looking back, he knew what was happening behind him.
With a wry smile, he asked the people around him to put away the magic weapon.
Zheng Jiuru reached out and pulled up the wooden staff from the ground, and the golden armor on Yuan Mingchun and others also disappeared.
He was also a practitioner who was proficient in spells.
When he became a disciple of Zhang Ke, he dedicated the secret method passed down from his family.
But when Zhang Ke asked him about the Tao method that Shinto Talismans wanted to build.
Zheng Jiuru chose this method right away.
To him, the runes were like a heavenly book, but in Zhang Ke's eyes, they were only slightly difficult.
After Zhang Ke's improvement, [Dingjia Talisman] was deduced into [Dingjia Talisman Array].
From being able to only bless oneself, it has become a scope-based Taoist method.
Just this change requires so much effort that Zheng Jiuru cannot imagine.
Of course, Zhang Ke did not derive this method solely for Zheng Jiuru.
But the effect of this [Dingjia Talisman Array] is really too powerful.
Most of the one hundred and twenty-eight disciples have constructed this formation.
In addition to this, Zheng Jiuru also constructed the [Nectar Talisman Array], [Armor and Horse Talisman Array] and [Prison Cage Talisman Array].
These four Tao methods are all extremely auxiliary scope Tao methods.
And Zheng Jiuru’s core Taoist law is [Summoning Taoist Soldiers].
He thought very clearly that he was not good at fighting, so he simply left the fighting to the Taoist soldiers.
It has to be said that Zheng Jiuru's choice made Zhang Ke impressed.
As a practitioner, being able to exercise such restraint is not an easy task in itself.
At least Zhang Ke will never give up on offensive Taoism.
Zheng Jiuru looked at the nearly a hundred people in front of him.
They were all young men with sallow faces and skinny muscles, and there were no old, weak, women or children.
Sighing, he raised his hands to the leader in front of him and said, "Zheng Jiuru has met fellow Taoist disciples of the Zhuanlun Sect!"
The big man opposite hesitated for a moment, then saluted: "Shangguan He has met fellow Taoist Jiuru!"
When the two of them came into contact, the tense atmosphere immediately eased.
In fact, Shangguanhe didn't know that this was not the first time what Zheng Jiuru and others had done.
In today's era, people are very wary of each other.
At first, Zheng Jiuru tried to explain when he encountered this kind of thing.
But it was of no use at all, and many of his followers were seriously injured.
Later, Zheng Jiuru came up with such a method.
Because he has the [Dingjia Talisman Array] as his support.
Whenever this happens, everyone takes immediate action.
It will be much easier to handle things after you have been given the power and shock before having a dialogue.
Zheng Jiuru said: "We are just here to take shelter from the wind and snow, and we will leave when the snow stops.
I apologize for any inconvenience."
He had just observed that there were traces of people living in every corner of the hall.
Apparently, Shangguanhe and others have been staying here for several days.
He and others broke in indiscriminately, no wonder they took action rashly.
Shangguan He breathed a sigh of relief. The people in front of him did not seem to be the villains he imagined.
He hurriedly said: "No problem! Please help yourself, we are just staying here."
There was no need for Zheng Jiuru to speak, everyone had already prepared the relevant matters on their own.
Lighting a fire, cleaning, and setting up a tent. You can tell by looking at the skilled movements that you are used to doing it.
Shangguanhe and others quietly watched the movements of Zheng Jiuru and others.
Everyone washed, tidied their clothes, and under the leadership of Zheng Jiuru, offered incense and worship.
When you arrive at a Taoist temple, you must first express your gratitude to the host for taking him in.
Shangguan He was a little surprised. He had vaguely heard of this custom.
But since the raging demonic insects, these useless rules have long been forgotten by the people of the world.
Afterwards, everyone was seen receiving food from Zheng Jiuru.
Three or five pieces of coarse grain naan bread the size of cattail leaf fans were stacked together, and pieces of dried meat the size of a fist.
There are also various fruits and spirits that are full of aroma as soon as you open the lid.
The pancakes are strung together and baked on the fire, and the faint aroma wafts out.
"Gudu——!"
Not only Shangguan He, but almost everyone around him swallowed involuntarily.
Shangguanhe lifted his nose vigorously, trying to smell the aroma of pancakes.
After everything was ready, Zheng Jiuru and more than fifty people sat in a ring.
Take out the "wheel beads", rub them and recite them softly.
"Incense burns the heart and faith, and the ambition is innocent. Doumen is developed, and the understanding is clear.
The law is wise, the law is true. The law is in harmony with heaven and earth, and the law protects my body.
There is true essence above, and there is spiritual light below. Thousands of things harmonize and everything will naturally come true."
Four words in a row, melodious and frustrating, the voice is very soft, but can be heard clearly.
The simple prayer to Zhu Xiang has a special sense of ritual.
After Zheng Jiuru finished praying, he ordered someone to take half of the food and give it to Shangguan He.
"It's fate that we meet each other. Seeing that you are very hungry, let's eat something to fill our stomachs."
Shangguanhe wanted to refuse, but his hand tightly grasped the bag containing the food and refused to let go.
He distributed about a hundred pancakes to his companions who were already hungry and cold.
Shangguanhe took a bite of the hot, crispy pancake.
A smell of wheat overflowed from my mouth, a taste I hadn't tasted in a long time.
At this moment, for some reason, he wanted to cry.
For a moment, the only sounds in the hall could be heard were the sounds of wolfish chewing and the sounds of choking and coughing caused by eating too fast.
Shangguanhe ate the pancakes and drank the strong wine Zheng Jiuru handed him.
My stomach immediately felt warm, and I became much more energetic.
Looking at the orderly crowd, he glanced at the storage bag hanging on Zheng Jiuru's waist.
All the food just now came from here, and I felt a little curious about these people.
"My fellow Taoist doesn't look like a local, so why are you here?"
Afraid that Zheng Jiuru would misunderstand him and inquire about his whereabouts, he added: "If it's not convenient to tell, then forget it."
Zheng Jiuru thought: What I am waiting for is for you to speak, otherwise it would be difficult to start the topic.
"hehe--!"
"My name is Zheng Jiuru, and I am a worshiper of the Zhuanlun Cult. I am here to spread our religion's beliefs."
He didn't say any lofty words like saving the common people.
As long as you do things according to your heart, others will judge your merits and demerits.
Shangguan He was greatly surprised. Demonic insects were raging all over the world, and there were still people preaching outside.
"Appreciate further details?"
Zheng Jiuru saw other people not far away showing curious expressions.
He smiled slightly and said: "If you want to know the reason, come over and sit down. It just so happens that I still have some fruit here to eat."
Many people suddenly felt their mouths watering and sat around.
Zheng Jiuru said: "Now that demonic insects are raging in the world, my master Zhuanlun Zhenren laments the suffering of the world.
Therefore, we sent one hundred and twenty-eight disciples down the mountain to preach and save the world from water and fire."
Shangguan He's eyes flashed: "Oh! I wonder which of the Taoists here are fellow Taoists?"
Zheng Jiuru said: "They are all believers of my religion and my followers. My disciples like me have been scattered everywhere."
As soon as these words came out, Shangguan He took a deep breath in his heart.
Just now, he deliberately tested Zheng Jiuru's background, and originally wanted to contact the surrounding gathering places to make a vote.
Unexpectedly, the group of people in front of him turned out to be Zheng Jiuru's followers.
I thought there were at least a hundred more such teams hiding somewhere.
Dispelling the unwanted thoughts in his mind, Shangguan He corrected his attitude.
"But I don't know who Master You is?"
Zheng Jiuru said: "My master Zhuan Lun Zhenren, who cultivates in the Golden Core Realm, established the Zhuan Lun Church a few months ago."
I saw Shangguan He looking somewhat disapproving.
He said calmly: "A few months ago, a soul came to my door to cause trouble, and was killed by my master."
Shangguan He's heart beat violently when he heard this.
The faces of several people around him also changed color. There were very few real people in the Golden Core Realm, but they had all seen them.
Not to mention seeing the real Jin Dan who can kill the True Monarch of Yuanshen, I have never even heard of him.
Shangguan He composed himself: "I wonder how you plan to preach?"
Zheng Jiuru said: "Now that demonic insects are raging all over the world, my disciples are here just to destroy them."
Shangguanhe exclaimed: "Destroy the demonic insects?"
It's not that he's making a fuss, but now that demonic insects are overflowing, there are fewer and fewer areas where humans can move.
Most people just live numbly with the attitude of living one day at a time.
When I heard Zheng Jiuru's words at this time, I naturally felt a great impact.
Shangguan He said: "How many demonic insects can you kill alone?"
Zheng Jiuru replied firmly: "Every killing counts as one until the day my life ends."
Shangguan He asked: "Are the Taoist fellow disciples also running around to eliminate the demonic insects?"
Zheng Jiuru nodded and said: "Exactly!"
Shangguanhe and the people around him were in awe.
Zheng Jiuru then changed his tone: "What's more, this mission is to help more people gain the ability to resist demonic insects."
Shangguan He's heart moved, he cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, please talk in detail."
Zheng Jiuru said: "My master, Master Zhuan Lun, has found the reason why the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this world has faded.
He worked hard to create the Shinto practice method.
However, this method requires the concentration of faith and willpower, so I and other disciples will go down the mountain to spread the faith."
Shangguanhe and others finally understood the reason.
After thinking about the meaning of Zheng Jiuru's words, I felt that there were many things that I didn't quite understand.
"What do fellow Taoists mean when they say that the spiritual power of heaven and earth has faded and there is no way to practice Shinto?"
Zheng Jiuru informed everyone in detail about the past inferences between Lord Lan Yue and Zhang Ke.
Then he explained clearly the origin of Shinto practice.
After everything was told, Shangguanhe fell into confusion and panic.
For the first time, he knew that the plague of demonic insects was actually caused by the practitioners themselves.
Looking back at the many companions, I saw that many ordinary people looked a little strange.
It seems like resentment, like hatred, and there seem to be some extremely complicated emotions.
Shangguan He understood that from this moment on, there would inevitably be a gap between practitioners and ordinary people.
He was silent for a while and then asked: "What will you do?"
Zheng Jiuru said: “The ultimate goal of spreading faith is to eliminate the demonic insects.
If we want to eliminate the demonic insects, it is simply impossible to rely solely on us.
That's why my master created the Shinto practice method, which can enable ordinary people to quickly obtain the power of practitioners.
However, only wheel-turning believers can obtain all of this through communication of faith and willingness.
That’s why I’m going down the mountain to preach.”
He paused and then said: "As for what we can do.
All I can say is that we will do our best to help anyone who needs help."
Shangguanhe thought deeply, considering whether to accept these people.
A person next to me said: "Haha! If that's the case, why don't fellow Taoists help me?"
How about handing over your storage bag?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on that person.
Yan Shanyong is a practitioner whose reputation is second only to Shangguan He's.
He is tall and muscular, has a bad temper, and is moody. His daily actions mostly depend on his temperament and preferences.