I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 318 Tai Sui
Although Song Yuquan was a little unhappy, he decided to do it again according to Gu Yao's suggestion.

"Fellow Daoist's Golden Light Curse is so powerful, that thing may have been scared away." Song Yuquan said while wrapping red threads and talismans on his arms.

"Anyway, be careful and don't hold out too much hope."

He didn't know whether he was comforting himself or Gu Yao.

After careful inspection, Song Yuquan held the jade pendant and walked on Kuixing steps, flickering wildly.

At first Gu Yao got out of the way, held his breath, and the Golden Light Curse became silent, almost disappearing. After watching for a long time through the technique of Tongyou, he didn't find anything wrong. He noticed that Song Yuquan's qi had been consumed a lot, and he Worrying about making a mistake, he also speeded up and followed behind him.

"Fellow Daoist, keep going, this place is dilapidated, maybe it doesn't dare to show up here."

"it is good."

Song Yuquan agreed, and the two rushed towards the woods ahead.

This time, as soon as he entered the woods, he could feel a particularly strange wind blowing.

As the breeze passed by, Gu Yao and Song Yuquan both trembled naturally: "Is this... a ghostly haunted wind?"

The two looked at each other and slowed down slightly.

Gu Yao looked around with the Tranquilization Technique. He also looked at the dark ground under his feet several times, but there was still nothing abnormal.

There is only one gust of wind after another, blowing from all directions and from under the feet.

"This place, why is it so weird to come in this time?" Gu Yao couldn't help but let the silver light rise and stop the strange wind.

"I came in twice before, although I encountered some things, but it never happened. Is there any difference between this time and the last time?"

Gu Yao thought for a while, turned his palm, and a small blood mammoth appeared, and threw it on the ground.

After landing, the little elephant was already one foot high, and it fell heavily, causing the ground to tremble.

"Ok?"

Gu Yao looked at the place where the Divine Machine Elephant landed, and his eyes were fixed: "Did the eyes of the dirt around this elephant become lighter?"

Song Yuquan lowered his head when he heard the words, nodded and said, "Yes, the black color has indeed faded a lot."

Looking from the foot to the distance, the original ink-like pitch black gradually faded away, and the color of the land did not change until hundreds of feet away.

"According to the situation, the problem is indeed in this soil. We were not attacked here before because the magic elephant was not taken away."

Gu Yao squatted down, stretched out two fingers and inserted them into the soil, digging out a little soil.

"The soil here is a little dry compared to the outside world."

Feeling something crushed with fingers, Gu Yao stood up: "The secret of Shendi should be in this soil, is it black?"

He looked at Song Yuquan: "Fellow Daoist, you were attacked before, do you have any marks on your chest?"

Song Yuquan immediately bowed his head, and with some effort, he pushed aside the necklaces, charms, and divine cards hanging on his chest, and pulled off his collar to look inside.

"There is a black palm print, it looks smaller than a baby's."

Gu Yao touched his chest, the palm print on his body had already been dispelled by himself, but recalling it now, the palm print was also very small.

"Smaller than a baby?" he murmured.

"Yes, judging by its size, you can't even hold Pindao's thumb." Song Yuquan confirmed.

"It's probably not human anymore"

Gu Yao looked at his feet: "It's blood ginseng."

Hearing this, Song Yuquan looked at his feet thoughtfully: "If it's blood ginseng, then it really makes sense."

"Ginseng is originally a treasure in the soil. It is said that the ginseng doll who has become a fine ginseng has the ability to escape when it touches the soil. Compared with ordinary ginseng, this blood ginseng is more miraculous, but this natural supernatural power should not be lost. "

"So when we attacked us before, there was no sign at all. If we missed a hit, we immediately fled away. That is to say, the poor man barely escaped with a magic weapon to replace his death."

After analyzing it, Song Yuquan took advantage of the opportunity to pat Gu Yao again: "From this point of view, Fellow Daoist Kunyang is really amazing, worthy of being the future. Ahem, he can even react to the attack of blood ginseng."

Gu Yao ignored his flattery, frowned and said: "It seems that there is one, no, maybe many, refined blood ginseng hidden here, which was suppressed by Ying Mudao with the magic machine elephant before."

He looked at the dark soil hundreds of feet away: "The Divine Machine Elephant and the Gluttonous Broken Claw, he should have been able to take it away in the past, but he has stayed here to suppress these things."

Song Yuquan hurriedly asked: "Fellow Taoist Kunyang, do you need the poor Taoist to bring the Taotie's severed claws, restore this magical elephant for the time being, and suppress the blood ginseng monsters that are making trouble here?"

Gu Yao shook his head and asked, "No, is there a white line?"

When he came here for the first time before, Yidie squatted beside a pit, tying blood ginseng with white thread.

"White line?"

Song Yuquan hesitated for a while, took out a dust whisk from his sleeve, shook it and asked, "Is this dust whisk okay?"

Gu Yao couldn't help laughing, and weighed it after taking it: "Is this whisk not refined?"

Song Yuquan nodded: "I came out too hastily, I took the wrong one, I forgot that the whisk that the poor Daoist often used has been handed over for maintenance and hasn't been brought back yet."

Gu Yao didn't say anything more, and stretched out his hand to squeeze out a wisp of white dust: "Daoyou, have you ever seen a ginseng harvester in the world?"

"Naturally, I have seen it. When the poor Taoist wandered around the world a hundred years ago, he also walked through mountains, rivers and mountains. He has seen three religions and nine streams, and experienced all kinds of life. Otherwise, how could he have the current cultivation?" Song Yuquan stroked his beard and said.
"Today, we have to be a ginseng picker." Gu Yao smoothed out the white dust in his hand, and gave half of it to Song Yuquan: "Master Dao, how about comparing who caught more blood ginseng?"

"This?" Song Yuquan took it with some hesitation.

Gu Yao squatted on the ground, holding a handful of white dust silk in one hand, and pressing the other hand on the ground: "When I came here for the first time, Yidie tied a blood ginseng in the soil here."

"Now, I don't know how many more, let's see clearly."

He urged the energy in his body with all his strength, the golden core dripped and spun, and the Golden Light Mantra was cast with all his strength, just like the old Taoist showed the Golden Light Mantra in front of him before, smashing the sky with one punch, condensed the massive energy in his body, and slapped it into the soil with his palm .

"Huh!"

This is the first time he has released his qi without any reservations since practicing.

Even though he restrained and guided him with the golden light spell, some qi still flowed away, like a water knife, cutting through everything in front of him, and the silver light shot out hundreds of feet, piercing the gloom of the distant forest, and dissipated in nowhere.

Song Yuquan was also awed by the terrifying silver energy emitted by Gu Yao, and retreated dozens of steps, and the magic weapons on his body lit up one after another to resist the violent momentum.

"Is this also the qi of a yin god Taoist priest? Hey~ Am I a fake?"

He pulled off his beard in a bit of depression, but he quickly comforted himself: "After all, he is a descendant of the Heavenly Master, and the practice of the Heavenly Master's skills may also have miraculous effects in this regard."

"At least from the current point of view, Kunyang is so powerful, there are only advantages and no disadvantages. Anyway, we have already made an appointment before, and the gluttonous claws will be given to us. This place will only be used for a hundred years. At that time, I felt a little disadvantaged. Looking at it now Come, I took a big advantage, maybe after solving the trouble here, I need to give up a little more."

"Even if we are not afraid of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, we can't turn against them because of a small matter."

Song Yuquan was making small calculations in his heart, and he didn't notice at all that there were regular movements echoing on the ground under his feet.

Gu Yao concentrated, pouring the qi in the body into the soil, the qi that was swallowed by the golden elixir was born with the attributes of the five elements, and when it entered the soil, it turned into the vitality of the soil, nourishing the ginseng.

He could feel that on the ground under his feet, there were many sleeping earth objects, or blood ginseng, or other things, which were gradually becoming active because they absorbed the earth energy emitted by him.

On the other side, powerful goblins and monsters are also approaching Gu Yao following the vitality flooding in the soil.

"Shenji elephants are standing here, they dare not come in, which is also a good thing, at least you don't have to worry about being attacked."

"But how to catch them?"

Gu Yao is not very proficient in earth attribute spells. He has been thinking for a long time in his mind at this moment, but he can't think of any imprisoning spells similar to "pointing to the ground to become strong".

He raised his head and looked at Song Yuquan who was staring over there: "Fellow Daoist Yuquan, are you proficient in earth element Taoism?"

Song Yuquan regained consciousness from his imagination, and replied: "Proficient in proficiency, to tell you the truth, Poverty Dao is the one who studies the Dao of earth, so he was sent here."

"That's great. I'll pass on the location of those blood ginseng and other earth element spirit monsters to fellow daoists later. Please restrain them for now, and then lock them with white threads."

Gu Yao ran the method of exhalation and shouted to Song Yuquan.

"it is good."

Gu Yao's spiritual sense passed on the monsters in the earth that he felt, and Song Yuquan frowned: "So many?"

Feeling that Gu Yao's qi was gradually weakening, he also knew that he could not delay, so he gritted his teeth: "Fellow Daoist hold on for a while, and the poor Taoist will tie them up."

He also took out a large handful of small apricot-yellow triangular flags, each with the names of nine palaces and stars written in black ink.

Song Yuquan held these triangular flags, stepped on his left foot and right foot, raised three steps in the air, threw the flags in his hand into the sky, and danced the Sanqing bell in his hand hurriedly.

"Ring ring ring~!!!"

"Five thunder warriors, the train general, soaring into the sky and falling to the ground, driving the thunder and rushing to the clouds, with tens of thousands of troops, commanding the magic soldiers, raising the flag and summoning urgently, not to be listened to, rushing like a law!"

Below him, a thick yellow rustic air rose, mixed with other weak four kinds of vitality, twisted together to form a weak Dharma platform.

This is the technique of the Ritual Rituals that Song Yuquan forcibly used with his own cultivation.

The sound of Sanqingling was like the horn of a marching charge. The triangular flags scattered in the sky rushed to the direction where they should fall. In the blink of an eye, they stepped down the formation within 180 feet around.

"Sanqingling's ringtones can only cover such a large area."

As Song Yuquan said, he stuffed pills and water into his mouth, and at the same time, holding the silver dust thread, he rushed towards the area covered by the triangular flag.

Gu Yao also raised his hand. He had released the qi for so long, and he had reached the limit. While running the nine-breath method to quickly recover his qi, he also walked towards that area.

"Don't let go of a thousand evils, don't let go of any strange things, hurry like a law!"

Song Yuquan roared like that, and the triangular flag shone yellow and covered the ground.

Then he immediately dug a hole three times according to the picture given to him by Gu Yao, and wrapped the blood ginseng inside with a silver thread.

Not to mention, it's really miraculous, these silver dust threads are just ordinary things, and these blood ginseng can still struggle to move even if they are locked in the mud, but once they are entangled, they will be obedient and motionless immediately.

Gu Yao, too, dug small holes on the ground with the robbery sword, and wrapped them with dust threads.

The two moved very quickly, there are sixty blood ginseng and some soil Tai Sui here, all of them were entangled with silver wires and hung in the air without occupying the ground.

After they were all tied up, Song Yuquan immediately finished casting the spell, and large pieces of flags popped out of the soil and fell to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Kunyang, you shouldn't have missed anything, right?"

Song Yuquan panted slightly. In a short period of time, he exhausted the qi in his body three times in a row, and he could only recover with external objects. It was really troublesome.

Gu Yao shook his head: "It's all here."

"That's good." Song Yuquan rested for a while, then went to take back the triangular flag.

Gu Yao looked at these blood ginseng.

He had seen blood ginseng in Wu Shuzhu's inn in Luoyang before, but the blood ginseng here was more eerie than the one there, with human-like limbs and even fingers.

There are three groups of wrinkles on the face, which seem to be the eyes and nose. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like a squinting and crying human face.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like an auspicious thing.

Gu Yao looked at it carefully, and looked at those Tu Taisui.

"If it is said that these blood ginseng were transformed by people who died here, then where did these Tai Sui come from?"

Gu Yao didn't think that these Tai Sui would be born naturally, so he stretched out his hand and poked them.

Tai Sui, also known as Ganoderma lucidum, is usually born from the gathering of earthy atmosphere, and it is eaten to prolong life. There is also another kind that is born in water, and it can refresh the heart and body, and prevent all diseases.

But no matter what kind, it is like a piece of meat.

But the ones here actually have scales.

Gu Yao poked it, and found that there was a layer of tiny scales hidden under the dirt-covered surface, and he was very persistent.

After packing up his own triangular flag, Song Yuquan also followed. When he also noticed this, he couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"Fellow Daoist, have you seen this?" Gu Yao asked.

Song Yuquan shook his head and nodded again: "I haven't seen it, I've heard of it."

He didn't make a fool of himself, he only said that when he was young and frivolous and didn't cherish life, he had been outside the customs and met a group of refugees blessed by the evil gods outside the customs.

"What those refugees are doing is raising Tai Sui."

"There are two kinds of their Tai Sui. One is like meat. They will eat one piece every month to ensure their own lives."

"The other kind of food they call gods is the kind with scales." Song Yuquan said, smacking his tongue, "Unfortunately, I haven't seen it, I only know that this kind of Tai Sui needs to be nourished with the flesh and blood of the fierce god." It is a great tonic for the fierce god."

"I thought it was a fake at the time, but I didn't expect to see it here."

Gu Yao looked at Tai Sui in front of him, drew his sword, and slashed across.

With a scoff, a Tai Sui in front of him was split into two by Gu Yao, half in the air and half on the ground.

Blue blood spilled all over the ground, and the inside turned out to be a semi-hollow one, and the surrounding flesh was crowded with densely packed eyes, which made people feel physically uncomfortable.

Gu Yao looked away: "Senior, you are well-informed, you may recognize this Tai Sui, what's going on? What kind of evil spirit was used to raise it? And who was it fed to?"

Song Yuquan also looked away, the pills and water that had just been stuffed in his stomach flooded the river, making his complexion pale for a while, unable to speak, he could only curse in his stomach:

"Well, you Kunyang, if you don't have anything to call me Daoist, if you have something to call me senior, let me admit such a disgusting thing, if I can't beat you, I have to put this thing on your head."

After brewing for a while, he forced a smile: "I don't know, let's burn it."

While speaking, one eye popped out of Tai Sui, landed at the feet of the two, and immediately took root and sprouted.

(End of this chapter)