"Tsk, although the restriction of the light ball transformed from this talisman restricted the freedom of Lu Liang's soul, the remaining power within it also nourished Lu Liang's soul.
At this time, Lu Liang's soul is in good condition, and his consciousness should still be very clear."
The ghosts imprisoned are usually ghosts or the souls of newly deceased people. Lu Liang was a sorcerer at least, and was related to Fang Xiandao.
Practicing magic makes his soul stronger than ordinary people. In addition, practicing martial arts, the majestic qi and blood nourish the soul, which makes the soul even more powerful.
It can be said that Lu Liang's soul is the best material.
"Hey, when you think about it, this Lu Liang is just a boy who delivers treasures.
First, there were leftover spell writings that helped me acquire spells and Qi-nourishing techniques.
Even the soul he left behind after his death can be used as material for me to practice the magical power of restraining spirits and dispatching generals."
While he was thinking in his mind, Chen Hongyu showed no mercy at all and directly used his magical power to erase most of Lu Liang's memory, and then began to sacrifice his soul.
As time went by and spells were introduced one after another, Lu Liang's soul soon began to transform, and he had some inexplicable connection with the token.
"It's done!" Chen Hongyu was overjoyed and put the soul of Lu Liang, or the protector general, into the token.
For the Dharma Protector General's sacrificial refining, in addition to his daily use of mana to warm and nourish him, he can also absorb incense for refining.
It's just that Shinto exists in this world, and he is an unofficial person who has not been recognized as a prostitute, and he will be investigated by the Recording Department.
Turning his eyes, Chen Hongyu had an idea in an instant.
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In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
In the Zhou family's mansion and ancestral hall, a few servants came to offer incense.
Chen Hongyu stood aside and looked toward the top of the row.
You can see the wisps of incense at a level that ordinary people cannot see.
According to common sense, although Zhou Yuan's parents died, their souls might not have been harmed.
The incense produced by these servants' sacrifices will enter the City God's legal domain in the underworld, making the lives of Zhou Yuan's parents' souls living in the City God's legal domain more comfortable.
After all, incense is hard currency for ghosts, even ghosts and gods, and various sects.
However, it is very embarrassing that regardless of whether the souls of Zhou Yuan's parents still exist or not, it is impossible for them to be completely affected by the scent of this incense.
At this time, he was hiding the God General Token under the ranking of Zhou Yuan's parents.
The incense generated by those servants is absorbed by the guardian gods under the tablets and used to improve themselves.
Only a trace of incense entered the underworld through the dark passage, and seemed to be in the hands of the souls of Zhou Yuan's parents.
However, even a trace of it is no longer a minority.
In this world, the underworld exists forever. People worship their ancestors on specific festivals or death anniversaries, so that the scent of incense can be passed on to their ancestors.
However, if you want to be able to offer sacrifices to your ancestors on a daily basis or even allow other people to offer sacrifices, you need to seek a grant from the Recording Division.
Coincidentally, half a month ago, Chen Ziyang, deputy envoy of the Nalu Taoist Division, had explored the case with him several times and was confused by his "inadvertent" aura and some tricks, thinking that he was a disciple from a top Taoist sect.
This can just explain why he has undergone such a big change in a short period of time.
After being confused by Chen Hongyu's drama, Chen Ziyang spontaneously thought that he could make friends with Chen Hongyu.
Therefore, after Chen Hongyu proposed to sacrifice his parents and hoped that he could lend a helping hand, Chen Ziyang directly agreed.
In the underworld, the City God suppressed the evil spirits of calamity and could not escape. He usually eliminated ghosts and evil cultivators. The City God also cooperated with the Recording Secretary, and the relationship was maintained very well.
What's more, Chen Hongyu didn't want to build a temple for his parents, so he easily agreed.
In his opinion, this Chen Hongyu has been blessed by nature, is appreciated by the masters, and has an unlimited future.
At this moment, there was something he wanted to ask for. One simple thing could make Chen Hongyu indebted to him, so why not do it?
With Chen Ziyang's help, Chen Hongyu began to let his servants worship Zhou Yuan's parents openly.
The incense generated by hundreds of people, even if it is not that pure, is still a great help to a lowest-level Dharma Protector General.
In just half a month, the guardian general's soul has completely solidified, and now it is comparable to that of Hong Xiu, which means that he can fight with the monks who have just entered the realm of master training.
In addition, this method of restraining the spirit and dispatching generals is an extremely pure Taoist magical power, with pure aura and vast masculinity.
Dealing with evil spirits is naturally more effective with half the effort. Even when fighting against monks, many of their restraint methods are of no use.
"No, this magical power is indeed powerful, but ultimately we still need to find other methods of practice and techniques.
Otherwise, it will be difficult to improve this distraction."
As he was thinking in his mind, a maid walked beside him.
"Master, Master Xue is here!"
"Xue Bin!" A look of contemplation flashed across Chen Hongyu's eyes.
The original owner was from a high background and naturally had many friends, but most of them were superficial brothers.
After Zhou Yuan's parents died, he himself lost energy and blood due to the red sleeves, and his family's business also seemed to be unstable, so those people reduced their contacts with Zhou Yuan.
Many people even participated in robbing the Zhou family's business.
When it comes to business operations, the original owner is indeed a rookie. His parents died suddenly, and he can only rely on a few family stewards to maintain the business. This is also the reason why those people are interested.
Only Xue Bin, even though the Zhou family was in a vague situation of collapse, still had close contacts with the original owner.
Even when the original owner was in serious physical condition, Xue Bin often came to visit.
"What a good gay friend!" Chen Hongyu's eyes flashed with a pensive look.
When I came to the living room, I saw a young man in a white robe waiting for him.
"Brother Xue, we are busy and have kept you waiting for a long time!"
Xue Bin's eyes were filled with surprise. He stepped forward and took Chen Hongyu's hand, looking at it carefully.
"Brother Zhou, you have really recovered!" He said with emotion, "I had to go out because of something at home. When I came back, I heard that you had recovered, so I hurried over."
A touch of emotion appeared on Chen Hongyu's face: "Thank you, Brother Xue, for your concern!"
As he spoke, Xue Bin patted his head, took a gift box from the table, and said, "This is a talisman I obtained from Nahe Mountain Temple when I went out. It is said to be able to protect against filthy things."
After reminiscing about old times, the two continued to find other topics to chat about.
For a time, the conversation was full of joy.
After a few hours, Xue Bin was ready to leave. The family was too busy with affairs and could no longer stay.
"By the way, Brother Zhou, in order to celebrate your recovery, how about we find time to go to the flower boat in Yi'an Lake to celebrate?" Xue Bin raised his eyebrows, saying nothing.