Taoist chanting

Chapter 166
The King of Hell is good to see, but the little devil is difficult to deal with.

Zhong Wenyong is well aware of this truth. As an incomplete soul that has remained in the human world for more than five hundred years, he has divine visions and visions. He walks in the dark wind of the underworld where there are only black and white and no colorful light vitality, like a bright dark topaz. It is extraordinarily attracting the attention of ghosts and attracting bees and butterflies.

Relying on the Ming money that Zhang Wenfeng burned to him, he threw out a lot of money to avoid disaster.

There is a saying that "money can make ghosts turn the mill", and the journey went smoothly.

Most of the paper money burned to the dead in the yang world was useless, or was divided up by other ghosts.

However, Zhang Wenfeng used his identity as a ghost messenger and burned the paper money by chanting scriptures, and it fell on Zhong Wenyong.

As a former god, Zhong Wenyong had already guessed Zhang Daoyou's other layer of identity. He dared to reincarnate in the underworld.

Fortunately, although Zhang Daoyou has an exquisite heart and is not easy to fool, he treats his friends really well.

They have been burning money and chanting scriptures to see him off.

After dismissing a few waves of little ghosts who blocked the way, he followed a faint guide in his heart, found Bai Wuchang who was drinking in a pavilion, bowed his hands together, and said, "Little god remnant soul, meet the superior!"

Bai Wuchang had noticed the remnant soul coming in from the ghost gate a long time ago, he smiled and stretched out his hand to invite: "Sit down, have a few drinks with me, and tell me what's new in the world of Yang, I haven't gone out for a long time. He listened attentively again, and said with a smile: "Zhang Wenfeng, a disciple of the Taoist school, treats you, your deadly enemy, Wuxiu Shendao, really treats you differently and favorably."

Zhong Wenyong was determined, saluted, and sat down on the stool opposite.

It's not difficult for him to talk to people and talk to ghosts. As long as he sees ghosts who are connected with the breath of ghosts, most of the rest will be resolved.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but he has successfully overcome the difficulty at the beginning.

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Zhang Wenfeng lay down for half an hour, how could he sleep, distracting thoughts disturbed him, and when he calmed down, scum appeared, he simply turned over and got up, reached out and took the bottle on the ground, Zhong Wenyong said he gave him the repaired robe and the remodeled mahogany thorn , are stored in bottles.

When I thought of it, I poured it out and took a look.

Perhaps Zhong Wenyong left some words for him in the bottle.

A roll of paper full of handwriting was poured out of the bottle, and it fell to the ground. It recovered from being as small as an embroidery needle and became larger. The yellow awn wrapped on the roll disappeared.

Pick up the scroll and unfold it, on it is written with spells:

"Seeing the words is like a face, the present is farewell, and the future can be expected. As the saying goes, 'Life and death are destiny and wealth is in the sky', Yu Gou has lived for more than [-] years, and has experienced real death and fake death twice. Each time he saved the day, this is the third time. I have my own way to deal with it, don't worry, don't worry, just wait for the good news..."

Two pages were filled with eloquence, and Zhang Wenfeng's brows stretched and a smile appeared on his face.

Looking at the third sheet again, Zhong Wenyong told him how to consecrate the repaired wedding gown and mahogany thorns. He quickly wrote it down, because the magic words on the paper he had read were slowly fading away, and the mountain god thought Be thoughtful and leave nothing to catch.

The fourth piece of paper recorded the follow-up precautions for dealing with black witches, and left an incense coin in the bottle.

The last time he went to the city, Dean Wu told him that all the witch cultivators who made trouble were killed and all their bodies were sent to the county town. Dean Wu and Fu Gujing made a special trip to the county town to identify the Dai Wuxiu. Straw hat man and towel masked woman are unmistakable.

Zhong Wenyong warned that it is not so easy for that group of black witches to die and be uprooted.

The imprint he planted on the man wearing the straw hat was transferred to other Wuxiu. The black witch has the means to turn people into buffaloes, so he has the means to make Li Daitao stiff and hide it from the sky, so that he can watch out for the dark witch who is lurking to attack, or There are other witch cultivators behind it, and so on.

Zhang Wenfeng stared at the blank paper, speechless for a while.

Will this other witch cultivator force be the remaining white witch or red witch?
Zhong Wenyong must have guessed something, and told him all his difficulties.

Forget it, soldiers come to cover up water and earth, he is not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others, once the remnants of witchcraft are exposed, what can they do?

He has no evidence to remind Dean Wu, but he can remind Yun Qiuhe who is not confused about major matters.

He has to find another opportunity to grasp the measure.

No wonder Zhong Wenyong asked him to use the method taught a few days ago to remove the mark left by the black witch on the inside of his left wrist through the straw hat, because he didn't want him to face the dark witch's revenge alone.

Put down the four sheets of paper, then pick up the wooden bottle and pour it down, pouring out a light yellow robe restored to its original size, and a dark red mahogany sword that was refined to only four inches long. Produce an "incense fire money" engraved with complex runes.

As the yellow mist dissipated, the inside of the bottle was empty, which could be seen through at a glance.

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the "incense money" specially made by Zhong Wenyong, covered it with Yuan Qi to cover up his breath, took a silk thread through the hole of the copper coin, and tied the incense money under his right wrist, avoiding the wrist blade scabbard.

If a black witch approaches him at a distance of [-] feet, the incense copper coin will vibrate as a warning, and it will become invalid after three times.

For white witches and red witches, no hints will be given.

Zhang Wenfeng laughed and scolded "Old Fox", even if the God of the Mountain went to the Underworld to reincarnate and start a new life, he still had a love for Bai Wu.

Then he picked up the dark yellow robe and the small mahogany sword, and walked out of the quiet room with the bottle in his mouth.

Returning to the brightly lit West Hall, spread out the light yellow robe on the desk, bit the middle finger of his right hand to force out blood, briefly drew a figure of gossip on the back of the robe, and used the "Cleansing Wushou Jue" to cleanse the robe. Sacrifice it carefully and make a mark.

This robe, which is said to have a good protective effect, established a vague connection with him.

It is also called "wedding dress" to despise bad luck.

Zhang Wenfeng caressed the robe whose leather could no longer be seen. The God of the Mountain once asked him for some streamer crystal sand, spiritual stone and clumsy jade to repair the robe and peach wood sword. ".

The beautiful meaning of "wash away the mortal world and wish to become a fairy".

The magic robe can't be worn yet, and he will put the robe in the main hall later and enshrine it in the grid under the incense cabinet.

Use incense to edify for some time, and then wear it without worrying about the future.

Picking up the crystal clear and translucent small peach wood sword, I don't know what method Zhong Wenyong used to refine the two-foot-long wooden implement until there is only this little bit left, and the fine and exquisite wood grain can be vaguely seen. The hilt is one piece, light, delicate and sharp.

After appreciating it for a moment, he cut his left middle finger with the tip of the mahogany sword, forcing blood to smear the entire mahogany sword.

It took another half an hour to practice repeatedly several times, leaving a mark on the sword body.

Pick up the Shoumin bottle and wash it several times with Yuan Qi inside and out, and put the refined mahogany sword into the bottle.

The small mahogany sword hangs straight in the middle of the five-inch-high bottle, with the thin blade pointing downwards, slightly ups and downs.

The biggest function of the shoumin bottle is actually to "raise the soul and sword", and raising ghosts is just incidental.

On the fourth piece of paper, Zhong Wenyong left a message to specifically inform this matter, and taught him the correct way to use the Shoumin bottle to nourish the soul, raise the sword, and practice kung fu. , will not take secrets lightly.

The God of the Mountain has spent a lot of time and effort to refine this magical artifact of the peach wood elf spirit, which is more than [-] years old, into this small wooden flying sword.

Together with the Shoumin bottle, it is the most important gift given to him by the mountain god.

Due to the limited material and strength, this peach wood flying sword is only a semi-finished product, and it needs to be stored in a Shoumin bottle. Every time it is used, it needs to be warmed for several days.

Zhang Wenfeng put the bottle into a black cloth bag, tied it around his waist, and pressed it down with his hands, feeling at ease suddenly.

The yin and yang are separated, I wish you well, and the blessings of the immeasurable gods!

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(End of this chapter)