Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 376 Spying on Longevity
The blue lantern ancient Buddha, the Bodhisattva is merciful.

The side hall of the ancient temple.

Zhao Wujiang looked at the old Taoist who was lying sprawled on the censer, his expression gradually became solemn, then he turned his left hand, the invisible red flames in his hand burned the air around the palm a little distorted.

Zhao Wujiang muttered words and chanted formulas, and then pointed with his left hand between the old Taoist's eyebrows.

In an instant, the side hall rippled with an invisible heat wave, blowing away the deposited dust.

The invisible red flame in Zhao Wujiang's hand followed his fingers, pierced into the old Taoist's forehead, turned into a fire snake, and began to wander around the old Taoist's limbs and bones.

The fiery snake chirped, as if it had its own intelligence. It kept moving through the body of the old Taoist, burning and devouring the remaining sinister energy in the old Taoist's body, and constantly washing away the flesh and blood of the old Taoist.

This fiery snake was transformed by Zhao Wujiang using the five-element Taoism technique, and possesses a huge power of heavenly fire.

If it is for the treatment of ordinary people, Zhao Wujiang will naturally not use this kind of magic technique that contains huge power.

But in his observation, the old man has been eroded by the sinister air for many years, and the evil air has penetrated into every inch of flesh and blood, and it is difficult to remove it with ordinary medical skills.

That's why Zhao Wujiang used this technique to treat the old Taoist, using powerful power to forcibly remove the residual sinister energy in the old Taoist's body, trying to awaken the old Taoist.

Invisible red flames flowed continuously along Zhao Wujiang's fingers into the old Taoist's forehead, and then into the body, the temperature in the side hall was getting higher and higher, like a furnace.

Zhao Xiaoyin quietly stood behind his father Zhao Wujiang, carefully observing the situation of the old Taoist, at the same time his father Zhao Wujiang was muttering words, constantly explaining some knowledge of magic to him softly.

He felt more and more heat waves in the side hall, and fine beads of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.

Father Zhao Wujiang's use of powerful healing techniques is undoubtedly useful. From Zhao Xiaoyin's perception, the old man's complexion is obviously much rosier than before, and there is a tinge of blood.

When he saw the old Taoist before, although the old Taoist's movements were not particularly stiff, whether it was his expression, his pale cheeks or his thin body, he felt that the old Taoist was like a person in the deep mountains and old forests. Mummy in general.

Now the old Taoist has regained his complexion visible to the naked eye, and even slowly began to breathe.

Although his breathing was a bit slow and long, it undoubtedly gave him the feeling of a real flesh and blood person.

Not long after, the old Taoist's eyelids finally began to tremble, as if he was about to wake up, and even his fingers moved slightly from time to time.

But the old Taoist never woke up, and seemed to be struggling.

"Xiao Yin, back off for now." Zhao Wujiang said slowly, frowning slightly.

Zhao Xiaoyin responded, and hurriedly retreated out of the side hall, looking at his father Zhao Wujiang three feet away from the door.

I saw Zhao Wujiang's right hand was dangling, his fingers were constantly twisting, as if he was painting something in the air.

After one breath, Zhao Xiaoyin saw a water-blue talisman appear on the right hand of his father Zhao Wujiang, on which was written mysterious inscriptions, these inscriptions were similar in color to the talisman itself, and some of the contents could not be seen clearly.

Later, Zhao Xiaoyin saw his father Zhao Wujiang tap the water-blue talisman lightly with his right hand, and in an instant, all the talismans turned into a small puddle of clear water.

The water dripped to the ground and disappeared quickly.

Just when Zhao Xiaoyin was puzzled, he suddenly felt an invisible wind blowing in the surrounding world. The wind was so strong that the branches and leaves of the ancient tree in the sky in the ancient temple rustled, and even the vines were dangling.

Afterwards, Zhao Xiaoyin's eyes widened because he saw a scene of surprise.

After the strong wind passed, the entire ancient temple began to tremble, dust on the ground began to hang in the air, and then water droplets began to emerge from the ground, and the water droplets gathered more and more, almost covering the entire ancient temple.

Zhao Xiaoyin could see it with the naked eye, and when he looked around, besides his body which was three feet away, there were floating drops of water in the sky and on the ground.

Zhao Xiaoyin has always known that his father, Zhao Wujiang, has superb magic skills, but in Chang'an City, he has almost never seen his father make a move, and has never intuitively felt his father's power.

Now traveling from Chang'an, traveling thousands of miles, this is the first time he has seen his father use such a powerful spell.

This technique is like a miracle.

Zhao Xiaoyin was amazed in his heart, no wonder Uncle Chaos once told him that his father, Zhao Wujiang, should be the man who is closest to a god in this world, if he was placed in ancient times, he must have become a god long ago.

In a trance, Zhao Xiaoyin heard his father Zhao Wujiang calling softly:
"Come!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xiaoyin found that the water droplets that were floating all over the ancient temple rushed towards his father Zhao Wujiang and the old Taoist through the air.

The moment the water drop approached the ancient temple, it was recast into a khaki water dragon, which plunged into the right hand of his father Zhao Wujiang.

Then his father Zhao Wujiang slapped the old Taoist's chest heavily.

"when."

There was a loud noise, just like the big bells on both sides of the Bodhisattva statue were ringing before.

The old Taoist's body, which was originally sprawled, spread upwards for a moment, as if embracing a large mass with his hands and feet, and then he suddenly exhaled a cloud of turbid air, and his limbs fell back under the gravity, without any movement.

Staring at the old Taoist, Zhao Wujiang slowly breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, the old Taoist should wake up.

This is the first time he tried to use Taoism to save a person who has half a foot into the gate of hell. Originally, the old Taoist only had one breath left, basically because the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. If nothing happened, he could only hang his life for a while. Saved, as for how long you can live in the future, it depends on the old Taoist's own fate.

Zhao Wujiang first used the power of fire to burn the old Taoist's remaining sinister aura, and then used his mighty power to forcibly extract the earth dragon's aura that existed in the ancient temple and pour it into the old Taoist's body.

According to Zhao Wujiang's speculation, the reason why people run out of oil and lamps is that their own earth energy is slowly disappearing.

This kind of earth energy is the first breath of life, the breath of the mother of the earth.

After a person dies, the earth's energy will still exist in the body for a period of time, and after being buried in the earth, the earth's energy will escape to the heaven and the earth again and be stored by the mother of the earth.

That's why Zhao Wujiang just tried to replenish the earth energy that the old Taoist had already lost.

And the old Taoist's gradual and gentle breathing also directly confirmed Zhao Wujiang's guess is true.

Unintentionally, Zhao Wujiang glimpsed the method of longevity.

As long as the spiritual energy of the earth is continuously replenished, as long as there are no accidents and the enemy does not kill people, will they be able to live for a long time?

Zhao Wujiang thought in his heart, as he got closer to the realm of the gods, he seemed to be able to be blessed all the time, and he had some unimaginable ideas.

He is slowly prying into the countless essences of the world.

Taking Zhao Xiaoyin on a trip from Chang'an this time, he benefited a lot during the journey of thousands of miles.

(End of this chapter)