The burning fire flickered on the face with closed eyes. At this time, Chen Yuan's eyes were moving rapidly under the closed eyelids. In his mind, the three techniques of paper binding, enlightenment, and soul-calling were surging and scattered. , integrating, arranging, constantly trying out new sentences, lips trembling quickly as they chant.
The imperial paper is used as a seal, and the pieces are broken into pieces...
A thought about life and death causes heaven and earth to spin...
Orders to the gods and ghosts of heaven and earth are sent up to the sky by burning incense, writing talismans and driving hundreds of spirits...
One spirit brings blessings to all living beings, two fingers fall to enlightenment, three prayers to the heavenly king to take my orders, four manifestations...
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The ruined temple was quiet. The old cow lying prone at the door of the temple yawned. He glanced at the crazy old man sticking his butt out and walking around and playing with fire, as well as the owner sitting cross-legged next to him. The more I listen to it, the more I want to stop.
Phew~
A gust of cold wind blew, and the forest fields on the opposite side of the road were rustling. The old cow twitched his ears and turned his head. With his huge bull's eyes, he saw a cloud of white mist suddenly drifting from the end of the road in the moonlight.
In the white fog, a tall figure swayed and stopped in front of the bullock cart. The gray eyes in the fog swept over the old cow who was looking at it curiously. There was a low whimper in his mouth, and a trace of gray air leaked out.
"List……
……kite."
The tall and thin figure swayed towards the temple door, his slender palms pressed against the eaves, he bent over, his long oval face lowered to the door and looked in, his big mouth slowly opened, almost split to the back of his cheek, revealing the tip of his mouth. tooth.
The ruined temple with no gods left could no longer hinder him.
The figure is like a mist, passing straight through the eaves and earthen walls, arching its body and slowly drifting towards the figure sitting cross-legged with eyes closed.
The crazy old man playing with the bonfire over there looked up at him, tilted his head curiously, and made a few gestures with his hand on his head. He was probably a little confused as to why someone had such a head.
"Apprentice, here comes a strange-looking man, he seems to be looking for you."
As he spoke, the strangely long figure floated behind Chen Yuan, and the cracked muzzle startled the crazy old man. It seemed that he had never seen such a weirdo before, and he was more out of curiosity. He stretched out his index fingers with both hands and tried to touch himself. His mouth was also split so big.
However, Chen Yuan over there, the magic formulas in his mind were still being arranged crazily. As the formulas became more and more solid one by one, the magic light lit up, and his body was gradually coated with a layer of light. Light.
...the four manifestations change in various ways.
...the five pure ordinary hearts invite God to descend.
...The power of the Six Pardons Lingzhuan is coming!
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The moment he took one mouthful from his open mouth, Chen Yuan's eyes suddenly opened, a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes, black clouds suddenly surged in the night sky, and a thunder sounded.
Boom!
The surging clouds exploded and a bright yellow electric light illuminated the outside of the temple door. The long shadow with its mouth wide open was instantly frightened by the sound of thunder and fell down. It crawled into a ball and huddled up in a corner.
The flames fell, and the figure who was sitting cross-legged suddenly stood up, took two steps, and swept away his single sleeve.
"The divine power of the Lingzhuan script reveals the Dharma——"
boom!
There was a loud thunder, and the clay statue in the temple that originally had its neck broken suddenly started to move, and it walked down the altar. The soles of its fallen feet gradually became colored. It was wrapped in heavenly clothes and wrapped in a shawl. The sound of footsteps, picking up the head on the ground and pressing it off the neck.
As if aware of the sinister energy in the corner, he turned his head and pressed it with his open palm. When he fell into the sight of the long shadow, the palm he pressed was as big as the heaven and the earth, filled with divine light.
"Ahh..."
Changying screamed with yin energy all over his body, and was about to fall on him. The feeling of his soul dissipating did not come, and he saw the hand of the statue hovering above his head.
"Are you the undercover guy from Qingshan County?"
Faint words came from the bonfire. The long shadow turned to look. Chen Yuan was standing by the fire, looking at it with a smile. The long shadow hurriedly moved his body and left the range of the palm of the statue. He was extremely tall.
Because of this, he could only bow his body and immediately lost his hideous and terrifying green-faced and fanged ghostly appearance.
Suddenly he knelt down towards the young man in front of him and fell to the ground.
"Wang Zhaoyuan, the former Qingshan County Yin sentian, comes to see you sir."
Chen Yuan lowered her gaze, left the direction where he was worshiping, walked to the altar and sat down casually.
"Why do you worship me?"
"The little one is no longer a sinner." The sinister ghost named Wang Zhaoyuan turned to the altar in a kneeling posture, "Previously, regarding Li Yuanshan's incident, the county magistrate was punished by my husband with a spell. The city god already knew the reason, and he came to me to find out.
He was dismissed from his small sinister position and exiled to the outside world, where he lived as a lonely ghost. He was not allowed to reincarnate until the period of punishment was over."
Having said this, Wang Zhaoyuan kowtowed three times in a row.
"...please take me in, sir."
"You took bribes privately and took away people's souls. You deserve to be dismissed from your shady job. But why do you want me to take you in? Just now you were thinking about revenge."
"I do have the idea of revenge." Yin Gui was quite calm. He said, "I feel resentful about being dismissed from my position as Yin Chai, but I just want to scare you. After all, I am no longer a Yin Chai, so I can't have much power to cause harm."
Sir, I can only scare you and tease you to relieve my resentment."
Chen Yuan smiled.
"Then how did you get here?"
"Following the soul-enchanting talisman on Mr.'s body, when passing through Linjiang County, I saw the ancestral hall built by the people in the city for Mr. There were four gods on both sides. It looked so majestic. I wanted to go in and have a look, but then I was
The Chenghuang of Linjiang County sent undercover agents to chase him everywhere, and finally found Mr. here with great difficulty."
"Um!"
Chen Yuan nodded. He and this evil ghost had become acquainted. If he was allowed to be a lonely ghost outside without any control, he might still endanger people's lives.
"What will you do if you let me take you in?"
Wang Zhaoyuan showed his joy, and crawled twice on the ground with his long body: "Young ones can serve tea and water, and we are willing to be your master's ghost servant."
"Come out with me."
Chen Yuan walked outside the temple gate, looked inside and looked at the old cow crawling back quickly. He saw the owner walking to the roadside, raising his sleeves and waving.
The Dharma light flashed past.
A tree as thick as a man's arm suddenly shook on the roadside, the soil burst and surged, and the deep-rooted roots poked out, as if human feet were walking. When they arrived in front of the temple, the dense branches and leaves fell to the ground, and the tree trunk was bare.
It was cut off, and the outline of a jar as big as a fist was formed. Then the tree body peeled off on its own and rolled to Chen Yuan's feet.
With the tip of his finger, the connected altar lid immediately separated and was lifted open, revealing the bottom of the altar.
Chen Yuan spread out a palm-sized jar and said, "Would you like to live in it from now on?"
"Yes, but... maybe it's a little too small."
However, just as Chen Yuan closed the lid of the altar, Yin Gui hurriedly turned into a stream of Yin Qi and flew in. After a moment, his voice came out from the altar.
"Sir, if you have any orders, just call me by my first name."
After saying that, there was no more movement.
Chen Yuan put it in the corner of the carriage, knocked the head of the cow that was probing its head, walked back to the temple with a puff of sleeves, and put the stone statue back on the altar as a reward for calling him for help just now.
After dinner, Chen Yuan sat by the fire with a book and read it, reading stories to coax the master to fall asleep slowly.
The fire illuminated the statue of the god, and Shi Zhuo's eyes quietly looked at the figure reading by the fire. Outside the temple, night birds were chirping in the forest, and under the gloomy night sky, the distant river flowed with the sound of water.
The sword-holding tower standing on the top of the mountain is brightly lit.
Then, there was a crashing sound.
"What kind of monster in the mountains? I only know that a disciple from the North Campus was killed. That person was very closely related, so we can't just expose him so easily!"
The broken cup rolled, and the sword head of the North Courtyard slapped the table, "Even if the Heavenly Master from the Heavenly Master's Mansion comes, these things will not go well!"
"Junior brother, please don't be so angry." Dongyuan Jianshou has never interfered with these matters, but now that the eldest disciple of the younger generation in the North Campus has died, it is impossible not to say anything. After all, the face of the entire mountain sect is at stake.
, especially for the young disciples in the sect, it is a big blow. If it is not handled well, the prestige will be greatly lost.
"Senior Nephew Jingshu explained the cause and effect very clearly. I have seen Shouyan since I was a child. He is talented, but he is too reckless. How can he shout and kill when we meet? Look at you, and then look at Xiyuan Ruyue
Junior sister, how did she teach her disciples? If something like this happens to Shouyan, you, the master, cannot escape responsibility!"
On the west seat, the beautiful woman frowned slightly: "Why should we have a good discussion involving my West Courtyard? Senior Brother Duan's disciple is dead, so we should talk about how to handle this matter."
"Junior Brother Xu, what do you think we should do?" Duan Jiqing sat down on the chair and looked at Xu Qingfeng, who was caressing his long beard in the south courtyard, with anger in his eyes: "You advocated kindness before, and that's why what happened today."
"Senior brother, I still think Dongyuan is right. Qin Shouyan's death has a lot to do with your temper."
Xu Qingfeng closed his eyes and chuckled: "Putting the responsibility on others and thinking that you can put it aside? What can't you see when you are the head brother? What can't you see when other senior brothers and sisters? Qin Shouyan and Fei Xuanze were just
He was lying. In order to save the face of his senior brother, the junior brother did not point it out directly. He even went down to the mountain in person and drove the man named Chen Yuan out of the Canglan River. Now, he has seen that everything belongs to others.
Wrong, to put it bluntly, with your disciple’s temperament, if he doesn’t die in Chen Yuan’s hands today, he will die in the hands of others!”
"Xu-Qing-Feng!"
Duan Jiqing slapped the table and stood up. As he squeezed out each word, a voice came from the top of the head, interrupting his words: "Sit down!"
Wang Xuanyi opened his eyes and yelled, and then Duan Jiqing from the North Campus sat down again angrily and just turned his face away.
"Senior Brother Head, just say what you want to say."
"Since you can't come up with anything, let me, the leader, do the talking." Wang Xuanyi stood up and took the lead, "There are disciples from the Tianshi Mansion involved in this matter. We need to prove it to the other party to see if it is true. As for the
That person named Chen Yuan must also let him come to Canglan Sword Sect. If a disciple in the sect dies, we can’t understand it so easily. If word spreads that all the Taoist cultivators in our sect are stupid!”
Upon hearing these words, Duan Jiqing stood up and clasped his fists: "Brother, I'll go then!"
"You can't go. You're angry, you're acting out of proportion, and you're trying to beat or kill someone. If you're in the Golden Core realm, when will you be able to change your temper!"
Wang Xuanyi scolded him without any shame, and finally he turned his attention to Xu Qingfeng.
"Junior Brother Xu, you have had contact with Chen Yuan. I'd better trouble you to make a trip and talk to Zhang Tianshi from the Tianshi Mansion before taking Chen Yuan back to Canglan River!"
Over there, Xu Qingfeng stood up and clasped his fists.
"I will obey the order of the head brother."
They talked about some more things, and soon after, everyone left the Sword Holding Tower. Duan Jiqing looked at Xu Qingfeng walking out, his cheeks bulging, he snorted coldly and turned around to leave.
In the night, the stone lantern illuminated Xu Qingfeng's figure as he stopped in the corner. After a moment, Zhu Jingshu came over and stood behind him.