Wan Li recognized them as two old gentlemen, Qin De and Ji La. When he first joined the department, he saw their photos.
When Wan Li was stunned and actually met these two immortal figures, the younger one among them was Chu Jiu's grandfather Jira. He opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
After Ji La saw what was going on here, she slapped Qin De on the back twice, massaged the back twice, and softly shouted twice: "Brother, wake up!"
Qin De, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly exhaled from his mouth, coughed violently, and said: "I really didn't expect this. It's such a loss to lose my wife and then lose the army."
Then he saw three people from Wan Li lying not far away.
After Qin De and Ji La suddenly stood up, they fell to the ground again. After adapting for a while, they helped each other up and walked over quickly.
The strange thing is that after the two of them glanced at Wanli, they split up. Qin De actually walked towards Chujiu instead of his grandson. Instead, Ji La walked over to me, lifted my head up, and put it on his lap for inspection.
Ichiban.
"Brother, I'm unconscious. Fortunately, I didn't hurt my roots."
Ji La stared at Qin De who grabbed Chujiu's wrist and felt his pulse, frowning and waiting for the result without daring to breathe.
"It's not good. I can't tell you what the symptoms are. It's very strange. It's not life-threatening."
After Qin De finished speaking, he turned Chujiu over and carried him on his back. He glanced at Wan Li and said:
"You are Uncle Xu's man, right? If you can move, lead the way."
Mr. Xu contacted the hospital through the department's relationship.
Chujiu and I were rushed to the county hospital. After emergency treatment, we got in the ambulance and went all the way to a nursing home in the city.
This sanatorium has a special ward with the best equipment and experts.
"By the way, I haven't told Mr. Xu, Mr. Qin and Mr. Ji yet that you woke up."
Wan Li slapped his thigh and said that since meeting the two of us, he felt that his brain was completely out of use. After saying that, he walked out of the ward.
Less than ten minutes later, the door to the ward was pushed open, and three people came in in a hurry.
The person walking in front was Grandpa. Next to Grandpa was a man in Miao clothes with a ruddy complexion who looked to be in his fifties. I thought that Grandpa, who was in the ninth grade of junior high school, was too young.
Grandpa walked to the hospital bed, raised his hand and slapped me in the face. As a result, a man in Miao clothes next to me grabbed my wrist.
"Brother, it's not good to hit children."
Grandpa sighed, lowered his arms from the air, and pulled the quilt covering me neatly.
"This is your uncle! Although he has never told you, the jade pendant you are wearing has been carried by him for many years."
"Uncle."
I called my uncle, and the man standing next to my grandfather had an embarrassed expression on his face. He told my grandfather that he didn't expect to be called uncle.
I stared at my uncle's face, and the more I looked at him, the more I felt that he was many years younger than my grandfather.
"Don't look at it. People who practice Taoism are like this. They treat the treasures of heaven and earth like carrots. He is only three years younger than me."
Grandpa patted me, asked me how I felt, and then said that the face of an old monster did not match his age, and he might be like this after the ninth grade.
I clearly felt the deep jealousy. My uncle smiled and said nothing.
"Grandpa, is he the ninth day of the lunar month?"
"Humph!" Grandpa was instantly furious and glared at his uncle, who actually shrank his neck timidly.
This seems to be a little different from the old man in the story told in Chujiu. In the story, he is obviously a brave and immortal figure with superb Taoism.
"Hey, the cause and effect are all destined. Isn't this a great benefit?"
Later, from the chat between my grandfather and my uncle, I finally heard it.
The last Taoist technique used in Chujiu is called Spirit-Inviting Technique, which is an advanced level of Inviting Divine Technique.
My uncle said that since Chujiu was a child, he had never succeeded in asking for spiritual magic once. And the success rate of asking for divine magic was also 50-50.
Although Chujiu was talented, his skills were not deep enough after all. He did not accumulate enough spiritual power to be able to perform the spiritual technique.
This time maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was a potential life-and-death crisis. In short, I successfully invited the power of the ancestor.
Grandpa said that luckily it was successful. If it had failed, there was a high probability that he would have suffered a head injury and become dementia.
The uncle was smiling next to him. Isn't this a success? From now on, it will be easy to at least use the spirit-inviting technique on the ninth day of the lunar month. I won't be able to barely use the spirit-inviting technique until I am 50 years old. He is still proud to say that on the ninth day of the lunar month, it will be easy.
Much stronger than myself.
Grandpa glared at his uncle, who hurriedly shut up. He whispered, we Taoists have long disregarded life and death, not to mention that our Taoist skills have been improved in battle.
Grandpa sighed and said, the ninth day of the lunar month can be considered a blessing in disguise. But this blessing was obtained at the cost of life.
The art of inviting gods is considered to be one of the more advanced techniques in Taoism. Many Taoists fail to learn it even before they die.
Not all those who invite divine magic are gods. Once it is successfully performed, the power of a person from the six groups of gods, immortals, Buddhas, demons, monsters and ghosts will be randomly given to the mortal world, but they are all at the level of gods. Occasionally
If you are lucky, someone with the level of a righteous god will appear.
The spirit-seeking technique is different. It only invites a trace of spiritual thought from the Taoist lineage, rather than power. This spiritual thought will more or less help the person who casts the spell. Many spell-casters can improve their skills by sensing this spiritual thought.
Progress by leaps and bounds.
Legend has it that Jiang Ziya summoned a trace of divine thought from Yuanshi Tianzun while performing the spirit summoning technique. Through fighting, he realized a higher level of law and became a god with just one thought.
"Grandpa, what kind of existence are we encountering? I feel like I don't even have the strength to resist."
Grandpa glanced at me and said reluctantly: "It's Long Wei!"
"Longwei? Is there really a dragon?"
"Then do you think that eleven of the twelve zodiac signs are real, why does the other need to be fabricated out of thin air?"
Grandpa did not answer me directly, but asked me a question.
My uncle explained to me that dragon power can be understood as the pressure of the dragon clan.
We assume that if a dragon exists, it is a higher-level creature that is a higher-level being. At least it is higher-level than humans.
Because of their high status or extraordinary strength, they exude an oppressive momentum and majesty that acts on the spirit.
If the strength is strong enough and the pressure is substantial, it can affect or even harm the target's body.
"What about you?" I tried to sit up straight and asked the doubts in my heart.
The uncle smiled: "You want to ask why we are fine, right? Because when we came here, it was still a spiritual snake that had successfully cultivated. It did not have any abilities of a dragon. Of course, we have known it for a long time.
There was an agreement, but later..."
Grandpa coughed twice, and my uncle immediately stopped talking.