Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 83 Sending the Soul
After shooting the six heretic warlocks to death, Zhang Jian went forward to search for them himself.

It's not that he can't trust the people around him, he knows that some heretics hide things from very tricky angles, and it might not be possible to search them out unless they are cultivators.

After a while, he found a long and narrow jade tablet on the head of the middle-aged Taoist.

There are also many rope boys engraved on the jade tablet, which is a strange spell, which does not seem to be written.

It's just that there is a special meaning in it.

"Inheritance Magical Artifact!"

Zhang Jian looked a little surprised while sweeping his eyes.

The Taoist in Tiexianguan mentioned that there are many strange sects in the world, or after the fall of immortal cultivators, they occasionally leave inheritances for themselves. Some of them left classics, or written in ancient bronze script, or Written in more complex text.

There is also a part of the picture that is simple, just simply made a jade slip, and poured a divine thought into a rune as a inheritance.

The jade tablet in front of him should be a similar inheritance magic weapon.

Zhang Jian waved his hand and signaled Zhang Lu and others next to him to continue advancing towards the mountain and clean the mountain thoroughly to ensure that no fish would fall out of the net.

On the mountainside, in the main hall of Huolingguan, looking at a huge golden body that has been pulled up in front of him, Zhang Jian scanned the surroundings, his eyes fluctuating slightly.

These six Taoists have spent a lot of hard work.

Such a huge golden body, even if it is only made of copper, is worth a lot.

It was a huge Taoist Dharma Body, called Xuanyang Dharma Body.

This is a patriarch enshrined by the lineage of Dongshenguan, called Xuanyang Dazhenjun.

"Lang Jun, shall I take this golden body away and melt it..."

Zhang Lu next to him looked at the huge golden body that was more than ten feet tall, and his eyes were already full of tears.

Now the Zhang family is expanding with all their strength, and it is the time when they are short of money.

This kind of golden body is a great wealth when it is fused.

Zhang Jian's eyes pondered, he waved his hands slightly and said with a smile: "That's not necessary, maybe he can still come in handy!"

The art of raising ghosts that he had just acquired appeared in his mind.

"Soul sending technique!"

This method of sending souls is very wonderful, and it is also a relatively orthodox method of raising ghosts. Although it is still gloomy and bloody, it is still much less expensive than the corpse refining method he obtained before.

It advocates raising a spirit ghost, and cultivating with one's own life, and the two lives complement each other and achieve each other.

You can even use this to build a foundation. If you succeed in building the foundation, you can choose one of the magic tools, the soul-respecting banner, or the blood-soul banner as your natal weapon, and continue to practice.

The soul flag is waved, and Yin soldiers will fight out in formations at every turn, which is very terrifying.

It is said that in the later stage of cultivation, one can also cultivate eighteen soul banners or eighteen blood soul banners, forming a heaven-shattering killing array.

As soon as the killing array came out, the gods and demons broke out!
Zhang Jian doesn't know if the lack of skills in the back is true, but the cowhide has been blown out, so there should be some dry goods after all.

If Zhang Jian said that he was not interested in such techniques, that would be false.

If it doesn't work, you can also hand it over to Zhang Yi for practice.

Zhang Yi is currently making very slow progress on "Tongshan Qingjing Nine Chapters". I am afraid that it will be difficult to reach the extreme life span of [-] years in the future, and maybe he can make some achievements in the art of raising ghosts.

At the same time, he glanced at the main hall in the mountain.

As for the huge Xuanyang golden body, it has other uses.

This group of Taoists built this kind of Taoist temple in order to use the power of believers to generate incense, so as to reconcile the ghost energy in themselves, so as to avoid being backlashed by spirit ghosts.

After cleaning up the group of Taoists in Yuping Mountain, Zhang Jian returned with the few belongings left in the hall.

He was not wrong in his judgment, this group of heretical sorcerers who raised ghosts was indeed the target of Zhang Yun's IQ tax.

However, after a period of squandering, only part of Zhang Yun's defrauded property was left, and it was only about half of the money rewarded to the soldiers.

Fortunately, apart from the money, the batch of wild ginseng is still there, and Zhang Yun is a blessing in disguise.

……

After returning from suppressing the bandits, Zhang Jian was ready to return to the Zhang family.

What he saw and heard outside Yuping Mountain made him vigilant.

But as long as he is in the Zhang Family Ancestral Hall, he is definitely safe.

When returning to the city.

Zhang Jian saw a lot of strange things.

The beasts fled in all directions, and the birds flew into the air.

Countless rats could also be seen on the ground, and snakes and insects rushed out of the city frantically from all directions, as if some catastrophe was coming.

"Run away, I will leave this place quickly!!"

"Ghost King Fajia is coming soon!"

At this moment, Zhang Jian could still hear a loud voice screaming in fear deep underground.

As far as the eyes could see, groups of mice were also seen in the ground.

Many people at the gate of the city also saw this scene, and they all rushed towards their homes without knowing it, but they also felt that it was unknown.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jian frowned. This change made him very vigilant. At this moment, his eyes suddenly glanced at the depths of the long street. Just now, he had vaguely noticed that someone was secretly observing him. , but upon closer inspection, there was no movement.

He didn't think it was an illusion.

His divine sense has always been extremely keen.

After thinking about it, he still asked many soldiers to speed up and return to the county government first.

Zhang Jian didn't misunderstand. At the corner of the long street, there were two grandparents in white robes looking at the people entering the city.

"Grandpa, he seems to have discovered us?"

At this time, the little boy who was being led couldn't help but raise his head, his eyes were curious.

Their family's concealment technique can be said to be well-known in the world, but people still noticed traces.

The old man in white robe slightly stroked his beard, just nodded slightly.

"It's really strange!"

……

Night falls.

The excitement of the day began to quiet down after nightfall.

But at this time, outside the Zhang's house, in the night, more and more birds gathered outside the Zhang's house.

Among them was the white bird that disappeared in front of the Sheriff's Mansion.

This peculiar white bird was looking into the depths of Zhang's mansion, while its eyeballs were rolling around, looking back and forth from time to time.

"The taste of the master should be here!"

"Half of the master's remnant soul is here!"

The bird muttered, and suddenly its expression changed, and it suddenly became quiet, with fear in its eyes.

"The master is here!"

After finishing the words, I saw a strong yin energy sweeping towards me in the dark night. This strong yin energy was galloping, as if it had the ability to cover the clouds and avoid the moon.

On the long street, countless birds suddenly fell silent, but they saw a figure dressed in black in the distance, as if flying out of a beautiful white moon, before floating in front of Zhang's mansion.

She was dressed in black, her face was stern, her eyes fixed on the entire Zhang Mansion, a gloomy darkness appeared in her eyes, and she saw the overwhelming resentment, as if it was transformed by the boundless resentment of heaven and earth.

"Return my soul!"

Whispers emerged on the dark long street.

She shook the clothes all over her body slightly, and countless cold air bloomed from her body in an instant.

Inside the Zhang family's ancestral hall, Zhang Jian was comprehending the strange soul sending technique at this time, and when he sensed the whisper like a magic voice, his expression changed slightly. He touched the orb in his hand and shook his head secretly.

It's really unfortunate that he said too much, the so-called "god" of the bird clan is really coming towards him.

However, he was a little surprised that the other party's movement was not small, but the Taoism revealed was not very strong.

His eyes fluctuated, and after thinking for a moment, he opened the door of the clan hall and slowly appeared outside the door.

It's just that when he stepped out of the door, he still had one foot inside the door.

At this time, he also saw a black robed figure in Mingfeng's robe on the long street.

Under the dark moon, this slender figure is particularly moving.

His eyes fluctuated, and he said tentatively.

"Phoenix?"

　The content of the next chapter does not overlap, but the chapters overlap, and I will find the editor to ask for permission to modify it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)