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"The Supreme Being said: There is no way for misfortunes and blessings, only people call upon themselves."
"The rewards of good and evil follow them like a shadow."
"Everyone has their own faults. If they are big, they will be punished; if they are small, they will be punished."
"If it is the way, we will advance; if it is not the way, we will retreat."
"Don't follow evil paths, don't bully the darkroom."
"Accumulate virtue and merit, and be kind to things."
Also in the city, in a courtyard with three entrances, a boy was sitting under a tree, shaking his head and reciting a sutra.
At the door of their house, a yellow crane made of hemp was hung, fluttering its wings as if it were about to fly. It exuded a strong spiritual light. Whenever a dark wind approached, it would make an amazing chirping sound, causing countless little ghosts to vanish into thin air.
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However, every time the crane chirped, the spiritual light on Cao He's body dimmed a little, and it seemed that the thin layer of support could no longer support it for much longer.
"Sambo, what time is it, do you still have the heart to study?
An old couple wearing silk clothes, but judging from their calloused hands and dark skin, they must have been doing farm work all year round.
They looked anxious, pulling five or six half-sized dolls, and kept urging the boy.
"Mom, dad, let me finish reading this before talking."
The boy opened his eyes and reluctantly put down the book. He rubbed his hands together and magic power emerged. He disappeared into the grass crane in front of the door. The spiritual light that was only a layer of paper thick suddenly surged. The crane's chirping became louder and louder, and the surrounding wind forcefully retreated.
"Great, Sanbao, you are a capable person. Erbao has already said that with your qualifications, after joining the Taoist temple, you will become a master in the future."
The boy rolled his eyes and corrected, "It's the monk who entered the song."
"Yes, that's it. Erbao is already a master of music. You can become one in the future too."
The boy knew that his parents had been farmers for three generations and had limited knowledge. Thanks to his second brother's talent, he was selected to practice Qingxu Guan, and he was able to achieve success in his life, and the family moved to the city to enjoy happiness.
Last year, my second brother came home and did a quick inspection and discovered that he had a rare talent. He could practice mana in the middle of the night by chanting and chanting formulas.
Although he was restricted by the sect rules and could not teach core techniques and secret techniques, with his qualifications, he just relied on a few formulas and practiced to the third level of Yangguan. According to his own estimation, he would be able to enter the song just after he started. It shouldn't be too easy.
"I'm just afraid that Second Brother and the others won't come back.
Sanbao is smart and precocious, and has already known the current situation. The ghost disaster is coming, but Qingxuguan evacuates in large numbers, making it clear that he will give up.
As a Taoist disciple, the second brother must abide by the laws and cannot leave alone, so the family is left to struggle again.
Although he was trapped in the city, he did not regret it, because at least he was protected by the city wall, and those villagers in the wild plains were probably gone.
Tong Lio smiled bitterly. At this time, what else could he do besides reading scriptures and calming down?
The grass crane outside the door was left by the second brother to protect him. It can save his life, but it can last for one day.
Not long after, the sound of chanting resounded in the courtyard again. The voice was clear and childish, but it carried a calming power.
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"Senior brother, let's take a look again. Is there any flaw in the dark wind surrounding the city?"
There are two people lying on the stone railing of the tallest Drum Tower in the city, looking around at the surrounding environment.
These are a pair of brothers who belong to the nearest lower courtyard of Qingxu Temple. The two have a strong appetite for food. They often go out to do business and enter the city to eat and drink.
The elders of the master's sect woke them up many times, and they didn't take it seriously.
This time I finally suffered.
The origin of the matter was that a few days ago, two senior brothers entered the city. It happened to be that a house was being renovated somewhere, and a jar of thousand-year-old wine was dug out from the ground. The aroma enveloped most of the city.
The two of them were very excited, and they did not hesitate to reveal their identity as Qingxuguan, so they spent a lot of money to buy half a jar of wine, mixed it with dried meat and soybeans, and drank until Lingding got drunk.
This drunkenness lasted for about ten days, and when they woke up, it was over.
Things have changed.
Qingxuguan ordered the evacuation, and more than a dozen lower courtyards, including the one they were in, all gave up. All the disciples followed and evacuated, and the ordinary servants were sent away with money, the cabinets were locked, and the doors were sealed.
After the two brothers woke up, the sky and the earth changed before their eyes. The sky was gloomy, dark clouds were dense, and there was a dark wind all around. They thought it was raining.
It wasn't until seven or eight evil winds were wiped out and countless imps were killed that we realized that a ghost disaster was coming.
It's over, completely blocked in the city, unable to escape
There are two junior brothers, one of whom just joined the music band two years ago and has only been able to practice it till now. The younger brother is still in the third layer of Yangguan, which is even more unbearable.
They knew in their hearts that a catastrophe was imminent. There were no reinforcements from outside or strong support from within. The two brothers and sisters were trapped here, with no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth.
Fortunately, both of them have good cultivation, and they also have a lot of talismans and magic weapons hidden in their bodies. They have been able to fight off hundreds of evil winds and finally managed to survive until now.
The city has become a dead place and we can no longer stay. We must find a way to escape.
So the two of them climbed to the tallest drum tower in the city, opened their Dharma eyes and scanned the surroundings, hoping to find a way out in the heavy wind.
Although this hope is slim, it is better than staying in the city and waiting to die.
"Senior brother, have you seen it?"
This time it was Senior Brother's turn to open his eyes and see that he had the deepest cultivation and could last longer.
"It's no longer possible. The wind is getting thicker and thicker, and the number of imps is hard to measure."
"The clouds in the sky are so thick that the sun and moon cannot be seen at all."
Every word the senior brother said was bad news. Hearing this, the junior brother's heart sank inch by inch, almost to the point of sinking to the core of the earth.
It seems that the longer time passes, the worse the situation becomes. When you first wake up and rush out, you have a 50% chance of life or death. Even yesterday, there was still hope of a narrow escape, but today, it is simply a chance of death.
"Junior brother, let's not go through all the trouble. How about we just find a restaurant, push ourselves to death, and get drunk to death?"
The junior brother was originally worried, but after hearing this suggestion, he suddenly thought that this seemed to be a good idea.
"Senior brother, come down quickly. I choose Xiama Restaurant in the east of the city. That restaurant's wine is the most intoxicating."
The junior brother rushed forward excitedly and walked a few steps, but did not hear the footsteps of the senior brother.
He stopped and turned around to look. The senior brother was frozen in place, looking straight into the distance.
By the way, the city is surrounded by a gloomy wind, and you can't see the distance.
The senior brother's sight clearly crossed the dark wind and landed at the end of the intersection of heaven and earth, a horizon that could no longer be seen since the day when the ghost disaster besieged the city.
The junior brother was curious, and he also opened his Dharma eyes and looked at it. After seeing this, he also froze.
The dark wind was rolling like a boil, and the little ghosts were panicking and squeezing to the side as hard as they could, as if they saw their natural enemies. Behind them, gold and silver lights flashed and approached at an unimaginable speed.
At the end of the horizon, a mighty tide rolled in. However, the tide was not made up of floods, but roiling thunder, sweeping in the direction of the city like a galloping horse.
"Is it raining and thundering?"
The junior brother muttered to himself, and then slapped his cheek. How is this possible? Someone was clearly casting a spell.
The lightning is like a wave, spreading for hundreds of kilometers. It is so powerful that it makes people feel insignificant.
"Come towards the city, someone is here to rescue you.
The two senior brothers were overjoyed.
In the city, there was an old man holding a wooden sword, a boy reading scriptures under a tree... The practitioners scattered everywhere looked up and heard the faint thunder above the clouds.