At the entrance of the courtyard, the faces of the two villagers guarding the courtyard were full of smiles.
Jiang Wuji frowned slightly and looked at the two of them repeatedly.
Sensing Jiang Wuji's gaze, the dwarf with the sore on his head said with a smile: "Hey, after the last sacrifice, the village chief gave everyone a pill, no, no, no, it should be said to be an elixir! Little Taoist Master
You see, I’m almost healed!”
Jiang Wuji reached out and touched the other person's scalp, which had become much smoother, and found that he was almost healed.
"Well, that's good." After Jiang Wuji finished speaking, he quickly walked towards the ancestral hall.
…
Cross the threshold and enter the ancestral hall.
The fire in the alchemy furnace in the courtyard has been extinguished. The village chief is sitting cross-legged in the hall, his face a little pale.
Just when Jiang Wuji was about to go over, Gong Shan hurried out from the side and stopped Jiang Wuji.
"Shh, little Daoist, please don't go there yet, come here." Gong Shan pulled Jiang Wuji back to the yard.
Gong Shan, whose acne was mostly healed, actually looked a bit more handsome.
Jiang Wuji frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Gong Shan sighed: "The last time we offered sacrifices, for some reason, the village chief vomited blood after returning to the ancestral hall."
"Yesterday, you told me that I don't have a few days left... It will be July and a half soon. What do you think the village chief will do if he really does that... What should we do!"
Jiang Wuji took a deep breath and continued to ask: "What is Master's situation now?"
"He is meditating and recuperating. He will probably wake up in a while. Don't disturb him yet."
"Hey, what should I do, what should I do, tomorrow is July and a half, what should I do..." Gong Shan paced back and forth in the courtyard, trying to reduce the hesitation in his heart.
And Jiang Wuji felt very unhappy because he felt that he had harmed the village chief...
About half an hour later, the village chief woke up. His cloudy eyes had lost their former color and were even a little blurry.
He glanced at Gong Shan, who hesitated to speak, and finally bowed and retreated outside the courtyard.
Jiang Wuji stepped forward and asked: "Master, you..."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
The village chief waved his hands. Although there was a smile on his face, he looked like a candle in the wind that might be extinguished at any time.
"The evil spirit thought that as long as he angered the God of Plague, he could take my master's life, haha..."
"It's a little too simple for me, an old man."
"Master, it was me who harmed you." Jiang Wuji said guiltily.
The village chief smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't care about his own life or death.
He asked Jiang Wuji to sit cross-legged on the futon beside him, and then said: "Tomorrow is July and a half. You are extremely talented. Tomorrow will be your best chance to gather Qi Hai."
"At the same time, it is also the best time to kill the big evil!"
"Behead the murderer?" Jiang Wuji couldn't help but frown.
Half of July is the Ghost Festival, also known as the Ghost Festival, the time of year when the yin energy is at its strongest...
Condensing Qi Hai can understand, after all, he can only activate the Qi flow at night, and it is originally related to Yin Qi.
But it stands to reason that at this time, you should avoid the female corpse with small feet.
Moreover, didn’t you say before that you want the villagers to build some Taoist magic circle together? Why...
Seemingly seeing Jiang Wuji's doubts, the village chief smiled lightly and said, "No need to worry. Tomorrow, I will be able to use the weather to activate the majestic Qi current. At that time, in conjunction with the Sun Protection Formation, it will not only be able to ward off evil spirits outside the village, but more importantly,
What's more, I can use the power of the formation to kill the evil in you!"
Sun Protection Formation? Was it actually for me that the village chief asked the villagers to stand in formation? Jiang Wuji didn't know what to say for a moment.
The village chief reached out and patted Jiang Wuji's shoulder and said, "Disciple, after the matter is done, don't forget your master's instructions."
Instructions...
I have no children. If my body dies, do not bury it or be polite. Just make a fire and scatter the ashes in Qingyu Village...
What the village chief said that day seemed to ring in my ears.
"Master..." Jiang Wuji swallowed more.
…
In the blink of an eye, a day passes.
Today there are more than 300 villagers in the village, and they have one more thing to do.
That is to remember the position you want to stand in, cooperate with the village chief, gather masculinity, and resist the evil spirits outside the village!
In fact, everyone felt very uneasy, but when they thought of the village chief, they felt a lot more at ease.
In their eyes, the village chief is an enlightened immortal who can do anything.
A furnace of elixir cured the strange diseases of the whole village. What is this if not an immortal?
Miasma and plague are rampant, evil spirits are rampant, God bless Qingyu Town.
…
Night falls and the moon dims.
The villagers are in small groups, distributed in every corner of the village.
Outside the hut on the back mountain, Jiang Wuji was sitting cross-legged on a Tai Chi diagram, with a candle lit at each corner.
The village chief, wearing a Taoist robe, holds three pillars of incense in his hand to worship heaven and earth.
At the end of Haishi, the village chief sat cross-legged in front of Jiang Wuji and said in a deep voice: "It's about to begin."
Jiang Wuji nodded: "Okay."
The village chief also nodded, and then muttered something.
"The heaven and the earth are also spiritual, and all things are spiritual. Burn incense and worship the heavenly master. He has millions of soldiers under his command. Thousands of stars are thunderous, thousands of stars are pointed, thousands of stars are shining, and thousands of stars are bright. If there is an evil star that does not subside, there will be evil ghosts and gods under its feet.
shock!"
"No disease."
"The disciple is here."
"Concentrate, breathe out, and gather Qihai!"
"yes!"
Jiang Wuji closed his eyes and began to concentrate on breathing.
I don’t know how long it took before the village chief’s voice sounded again.
"The fragrance is heavy and echoes the heaven and earth, and the fragrance is burning through the heavenly gate. Xuan Tian is a powerful general, and the five emperors of the five directions appear like clouds."
"When I help the boy to speak, I can give guidance to my disciples very clearly!"
The village chief pointed at Jiang Wuji's eyebrows.
All of a sudden, the wind started blowing on the ground and the dead grass rustled!
Immediately afterwards, waves of cold air swarmed in from all directions like leeches, scrambling to get in through the pores.
In just an instant, Jiang Wuji's complexion turned livid, and his facial features were twisted together due to the endless pain.
At this moment, I felt a heart palpitation!
Jiang Wuji subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but almost at the same time, the village chief slapped a yellow talisman on his forehead!
"Concentrate!"
"Tuna!"
The village chief's voice rang in my ears.
The feeling of heart palpitations disappeared, and the power to forcefully control the body disappeared.
The female corpse with small feet was suppressed!
at the same time.
The fog surged outside the village, and various strange sounds sounded one after another.
As the fog flows towards the village, the shadows inside become clearer and clearer.
The villagers standing in the position all turned red in the face and trembled uncontrollably.
