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Chapter 182 Helpless

When Li Tianmin started practicing, the atmosphere in the room began to change.

Spiritual energy surged and began to gather around Li Tianmin.

Ye Qingyun is not a cultivator, but he can still feel the aura flowing around him.

He was a little envious.

This is a cultivator.

Amazing.

It would be great if you could practice it yourself.

Unfortunately not.

Blame that damn dog system.

They teach everything but don’t teach themselves how to practice.

As a result, he ran away because he defecated everywhere.

What a dog.

Ye Qingyun looked at Li Tianming intently.

Soon, Ye Qingyun saw that there seemed to be a black energy between Li Tianming's eyebrows.

That is what is called blackening of Yintang!

Ye Qingyun was surprised for a while.

There is really a problem.

A while passed.

A look of horror began to appear on Li Tianmin's face.

Ye Qingyun knew that this must be the scene where Li Tianmin saw the ghost asking for his life.

Not only that, behind Li Tianmin, there were blue shadows emerging.

These cyan shadows all have hideous and twisted faces, looking like evil ghosts.

Ye Qingyun was startled and backed away.

It was really a ghost in broad daylight.

Da Mao was still lying on the ground, not afraid of these ghosts at all.

On the contrary, I watched it with great interest.

"I wonder if chanting Buddhist sutras is useful?"

Ye Qingyun thought to himself and started chanting sutras.

Unexpectedly, as Ye Qingyun was chanting sutras, those ghosts all looked at Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun's scalp felt numb.

"Um, can you hear me?"

The next moment, the ghosts all rushed towards Ye Qingyun.

"Oh my god!"

Ye Qingyun was so scared that his legs went weak.

Woof!

But I heard Da Mao suddenly scream.

The ghosts immediately screamed and fled in all directions.

In a moment, all the ghosts disappeared completely, leaving not a trace behind.

Ye Qingyun let out a long breath.

"Luckily you're here."

Ye Qingyun rubbed the big-haired dog's head.

Dogs are really good at warding off evil spirits.

It's a pity that Da Mao is a yellow dog. If he had a black dog, he would be even more immune to all evil.

Li Tianmin woke up from practice.

He looked around blankly.

"Master Ye?"

"Your Majesty, have you seen ghosts haunting you again?"

Ye Qingyun asked.

Li Tianmin nodded, but he was a little confused.

"But during today's practice, I saw ghosts haunting me, but suddenly I heard a dog barking, and those ghosts fled in all directions."

While talking, Li Tianmin couldn't help but look at the big hair at Ye Qingyun's feet.

Li Tianming was startled.

Could it be this dog?

Ye Qingyun also said: "Your Majesty, it seems that those ghosts are afraid of dogs, so why not keep a dog by your side and see if it has any effect."

Li Tianmin nodded.

"Master Ye is right."

Afterwards, Li Tianmin immediately ordered that dogs be kept in the palace.

Not one or two.

But hundreds or thousands!

He took care of himself as long as he said so. This was the courage of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Not sloppy at all.

What's more, raising a dog is not difficult.

In less than half a day, a large number of dogs came in from outside the palace.

These dogs vary in size, and they are all in good condition and are unusual dogs.

Li Tianmin was also very serious and even went through it himself.

Then, these dogs were kept in the palace.

The barking of dogs kept ringing throughout the palace.

It’s a great sight.

The most excited one is Da Mao.

With so many dogs, it is simply his paradise.

Soon, Ye Qingyun saw a spectacular scene.

Da Mao and a large group of dogs walked around the palace all day long.

That majestic and high-spirited posture makes Da Mao the king of dogs.

And since Li Tianmin raised a dog in the palace, when he practiced again, there really were no ghosts haunting him.

Li Tianmin was overjoyed and respected Ye Qingyun very much.

But the good times didn't last long.

Seven days later.

The haunting is back.

And this time, the situation is even more serious.

"ah!!!"

Seven days later, at night, a scream came from the dormitory where Li Tianmin was staying.

Everyone immediately rushed into the dormitory.

I saw Li Tianmin with a crazy look on his face, roaring wildly.

A series of blue ghosts were entangled on his body.

No one dared to get close, for fear of hurting Li Tianmin.

Finally, Ye Qingyun was invited, and Ye Qingyun brought Da Mao with him. After calling Li Tianmin twice, the ghosts dissipated.

After Li Tianming woke up, he looked very tired and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ye Qingyun knew something was wrong and quickly found Huikong and Shen Tianhua.

Work together!

"Amitabha, Your Majesty is riddled with resentment. You need to recite sutras and recite Buddha's name every day. Only with the blessing of Buddhism can you resolve your resentment."

Huikong said this.

Li Tianmin shook his head: "I have done this a long time ago, and it is of no use."

The Eastern Land is different from the Southern Wilderness.

There are almost no monks in the southern wilderness, and the Buddhist atmosphere is extremely dull.

But Dongtu is different.

In the early years, many Buddhists from the Western Region traveled between the East and the West.

Thousands of years ago, there was even a story about a holy monk protecting the king of Tang Dynasty.

Therefore, the Buddhist atmosphere in the Tang Dynasty was still very strong.

Li Tianmin had already used Buddhist methods, but they had no effect at all.

When Huikong heard this, he also showed helplessness.

"Holy Son, there is nothing a poor monk can do."

Ye Qingyun looked at Shen Tianhua.

"Mr. Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Tianhua smiled bitterly.

Even you, a dignified Buddhist saint, are helpless, so what can I do?

However, Shen Tianhua still thought about it and said: "Most of the wronged souls are the condensed energy of yin and resentment. How about your majesty practice in a place with abundant yang energy and try using yang to control yin."

Li Tianmin still shook his head.

"A few days ago, I set up a Yang Gathering Formation in the palace to gather the yang energy of heaven and earth, and I practiced in the formation, but ghosts still appear."

"this......"

Shen Tianhua was also speechless.

Buddhism is useless, Yang Qi is useless.

It’s no use even raising a dog.

What else can be done?

Is it true that Li Tianmin should not practice cultivation for the rest of his life?

How can this be?

As the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, how many years could Li Tianmin live if he did not practice cultivation?

I'm afraid that a hundred years later, Li Tianmin will face the problem of approaching his longevity.

For such a large dynasty, the emperor must live for at least three hundred years.

Even if you take Tiancai Dibao to extend your life, you can only linger on.

Only cultivation is the real thing.

So this problem must be solved.

"Sir, I have an idea."

At this moment, Liu Changyue, who was standing behind Ye Qingyun, suddenly said.

Ye Qingyun was startled.

"Do you have an idea?"

Liu Changyue nodded.

"Then tell me."

"Sir, since this happens when Your Majesty is practicing, could it be that there is something wrong with the technique that Your Majesty is practicing?"

Liu Changyue said.

When Ye Qingyun heard this, his eyes lit up.

Yes.

Could it be a problem with the practice itself?


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