Seeing his master's happy expression under the eaves, Chen Yuan felt warm in his heart.
His body, which was suddenly weak before, was now full of strength without any discomfort. He got off the bed, put on his clothes and robes, and cast a spell at will, causing the lights in the room to flicker.
Only then did he realize that there were more than ten oil lamps placed in the room, surrounding the bed.
At this time, Yunlong, Liu Changgong, Hegui and others who came after hearing the news had already come in, while Yu Feihong, Fat Taoist and other monks were looking at the door.
"Yuan has met you all!" Chen Yuan turned around, raised his hands and bowed to the four old men in front of him.
He had read about these oil lamps beside the bed in "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan". They were a kind of life-extending technique. Of course, it was not the kind of resurrecting the dead, but stabilizing the soul of the dying person. However, it took a lot of mana. See
It can be said that the four of them have done their best for Chen Yuan.
This kind of kindness cannot be repaid with just a gift.
The four people who came in also accepted the gift. Old Taoist Yunlong went over to help Chen Yuan and said with a smile: "After the ceremony, hurry up and sit down." As he said that, he felt Chen Yuan's pulse with his fingers and led him to sit down at the table.
"I know you can kill three corpses and wake up, but what about the Nascent Soul?"
Liu Changgong, He Gui, and everyone outside the door also looked expectant, not out of curiosity or jealousy, but because such a young Nascent Soul Realm is rare, and it can be said to be inspiring for the journey of cultivating Taoism.
When they saw Chen Yuan smiling and nodding, everyone who had been prepared couldn't help but burst into an uproar and congratulated him through the doors and windows.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Chen." "Haha, you have achieved Nascent Soul at such a young age. I am already practicing Taoism and have hope again."
"Don't commit any wrongdoings, you will join the Immortal Sect without any reason." Some people laughed and cursed at the evil cultivator who just spoke.
It can be seen that during this period, both evil cultivators and righteous people have been getting along for a long time and have killed enemies together, so they are more or less familiar with each other. Liu Changgong, Yunlong Laodao and others in the room are also quite pleased. This young man, they
But watching him step by step from building a foundation to what he is today, almost all of his experiences in just a few years have been accompanied by him through all the ups and downs.
"Why, when we came in, we didn't feel the cultivation of fellow Taoist?"
He Yannian frowned slightly and expressed his doubts. Gui Fushou next to him smiled and cursed at his old brother: "You and I are still golden elixirs. How can you perceive the Nascent Soul realm?"
Seeing what they said was interesting, Chen Yuan simply spread his hands. The next moment, in front of everyone, he opened his mouth slightly, and a wisp of fresh air flew out. The moment it fell on his palm, a small man the size of a teacup rose out of thin air, and Chen Yuan
The kite is exactly the same, with golden light all over its body, sitting cross-legged in a majestic manner.
From the golden light emitted, everyone clearly felt a majestic magic power.
"It's amazing."
Liu Changgong looked at the golden soul and couldn't help but sigh. He had practiced Taoism for decades and was still in the late stage of Jindan. He was even about to be surpassed by the two elders, Hegui and Yunlong.
"Fellow Taoist Chen has such an enviable fate." The old man smiled, then raised his sleeves and clasped his fists, and said loudly: "In the future, we may not be able to witness your Taoist ascending from this mortal world to the immortal world."
Everyone here basically knew what Yan Ren said back then. If she hadn't stopped them, there would have been two more people in this mortal world who would ascend to enlightenment. However, everyone was happy to see their colleagues around them have such hope.
Then someone shouted: "Fellow Taoist Chen, if you encounter any difficulties in your journey of practicing Taoism, please feel free to come to us."
"Yes, I am waiting for a group of people to do our best to help you ascend to the fairy world, go find that concubine and have a fight, so that we can feel proud."
Hearing that someone had such thoughts, many monks couldn't help laughing.
"In this way, we will wait to see how embarrassed that concubine will be. If she comes down from the lower realm, we will swarm up and beat her up."
"Okay, okay, let's not crowd around here and let ordinary people see us and other people from this world being as gossipy as ordinary people in the city. It's a joke."
Gui Fushou waved his hand, pulled his old brother, and asked Master Yunlong to go out with him. Liu Changgong walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, and asked a monk outside to come over and give him instructions in a low voice.
"Master Liu, what's going on?"
"You'll know later."
The monks outside dispersed in twos and threes and went elsewhere. Some people stopped to see what was going on. Not long after, there were a few more soldiers beside the monks who came back. They brought a stretcher over, covered with a white cloth, and went straight to the door of the room to put it down.
, and was sent away to wait outside the hospital.
Chen Yuan walked out of the room and knew it was a corpse at first glance. He knelt down and uncovered the white cloth, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.
Under the white cloth was none other than Hun Xie, the high priest of Yuejie who had fought against the Great Sage and was later spirited away.
"He actually died..."
"He is dead. When the army officers were searching for the Hu cavalry, they found him in a corner. The strange thing is that the flesh on his body has begun to rot." Liu Changgong squatted across from the corpse and poked the cheek of the corpse with his fingers.
, "With the cultivation level of this barbarian high priest, even if he dies, his body will not rot. At least the mana in his body will be exhausted and his cultivation level will return to the aura of heaven and earth."
"My whole cultivation has been taken away."
Chen Yuan nodded and hit the key point directly. In his memory, he knew that the person who rescued Hui Xie was also a Hu priest. There was no body of the other party here, so he was obviously the biggest suspect of killing Hui Xie.
'It seems that they are fighting among themselves. The barbarian priest looks vaguely familiar...'
Chen Yuan asked the crowd softly: "Do you know that in addition to the Hu priest, there are other named priests in this attack on the pass?"
Old Taoist Yunlong shook his head. As soon as he came over, he directly dealt with the high priest. He didn't hear anyone else at all, and he didn't even know about the other monks. Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Liu Changgong and a group of Chengyunmen.
The old man fell into silence. After a while, he seemed to have remembered something.
"In addition to the high priest named Huixie, there seems to be an Eagle Feather priest who has come. He has not done much. He only vaguely knew from the mouths of two barbarian priests at the foot of the mountain that the man's name was Hu Duyan...
"
"Huduyan?"
Chen Yuan closed his eyes, memories flashed through his mind quickly, and he searched through all the scenes of the fight with the Hu people five years ago, and finally there was a smile on his face.
"It seems that he is the one who fled the North with the Hu cavalry."
Immediately, he got up from the ground.
"Taking away all of Huixie's magic power, this person is unscrupulous in doing things. If we let him go back safely, I'm afraid he will only leave us with future troubles."
"Fellow Daoist Chen, let's go deep into the grassland together..." Old Taoist Yunlong was different from other monks. After speaking, he made a killing motion with his hand on his neck.
Chen Yuan did not answer directly, but just smiled.
"Everyone is tired, you might as well take a rest. Yuan just wants to try out the Nascent Soul realm and what it feels like to cast spells."
Everyone looked at each other, nodded, and dispersed in unison.
Some spells were inconvenient for them to watch, so they naturally knew the rules and left. It was still early in the morning, so Chen Yuan was not in a hurry to cast spells, but asked the fat Taoist to help prepare some materials needed for the ritual.
At dusk in the afternoon, the courtyard has become quiet.
In the middle of the courtyard, an offering table was set up and covered with a layer of yellow silk printed with the Yin and Yang Bagua. Chen Yuan heard the fat Taoist shouting from outside: "Master, it's almost done."
He slowly opened his eyes and walked out of the room. With a flick of his sleeves, the wooden pieces flew out of the window and landed in an orderly row in front of the altar table.
"Get up the altar!"
A pair of red candles suddenly raised flames. Chen Yuan intertwined his hands and pinched out his fingers. The green smoke rising from the birds suddenly started to sway in the blowing wind.
"I command the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth, burn incense, send them to the sky, write letters and talismans to drive all the spirits!"
The wooden withers with different expressions stood quietly on the ground, and their eyes lit up with blue Dharma light.
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After a while, the fat Taoist dragged the body of the Hu priest over and placed it behind the wooden carcass.