This celestial master is not serious

Chapter 373 Overseas 36 Immortal Island (for subscription)
"nonsense!"

Xu Yang flipped his hands and took out the "dharma altar", incense burner, incense candles and other items from the storage space, while fiddling with them, he said: "A person has a soul, and if a soul dies, it can become a ghost... The premise is that the soul is not destroyed. .”

He was skilled and quickly placed seven candles around Chris's body.

Flames burst out from the fingertips.

Seven candles are lit with flames.

Xu Yang set up the Dharma altar, lit three pillars of fragrance in front of the Dharma altar, then took out the mahogany sword, stepped on the seven stars and eight trigrams, and began to practice "calling the soul".

Standing outside the prison, Wang Lin said: "The people in the west believe in God, and they think that after death, people should go to hell or heaven...their myths are full of angels, fallen angels, one of the messengers of hell. Kind of... I thought they were different from us after death."

wow...

Just at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew past.

Inside the prison, the wind is everywhere.

The incense in the incense burner burns towards the root at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The candle flames on the seven candles swayed constantly with the wind, as if they might be extinguished at any time.

Wang Lin looked intently, and saw an illusory figure standing up slowly above Chris's body.

"Damn!"

"The Taoist people are simply too scary..."

"If I beat you to death, I won't even spare your soul!"

Wiping away the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, Wang Lin felt a chill down his back.

The illusory figure's eyes were dazed, as if unconscious.

"Thousands of miles of souls are here, rushing into the orifice... The soul is back!"

Xu Yang was muttering something, and a "Spirit Summoning Talisman" flew up from his hand, and the Dao Talisman was picked up on the tip of the sword by the mahogany sword, and it immediately burned.

The illusory figure that looked exactly like Chris then became solidified, and the daze in his eyes no longer existed, replaced by clarity.

Chris: "..."

He lowered his head and looked at his dead body.

"Ding!"

"The werewolf is frightened, merit +100."

"Ding!"

"The werewolf is frightened, merit +100."

"Ding……"

Chris was dumbfounded, and cried: "Master Xu... Please, please let me go. My werewolf clan treats traitors too cruelly. If I take you back, I will definitely die."

Xu Yang put away the mahogany sword and said with a smile: "You are already dead, what are you afraid of?"

Chris: "???"

Ah this...

Does it seem to make sense?
Xu Yang said again: "Your race has thrown you in Daxia for more than [-] years, and has never cared about your life or death. They abandoned you first. Besides, I just let you lead the way, and I didn't ask you to kill you. How can you be called a traitor?"

This……

It seems that this is indeed the case!

Chris fell silent.

"Your body is dead, and there is only a ghost left... If you want to live, there is only one choice."

"After thinking about it, tell Wang Lin, and he will pass it on to me."

Xu Yang flicked his fingers, and a little spiritual fire flew out from his fingertips, burning Chris' body, and then turned around and strode out of the prison... After Chris died, it was no longer possible to get "Physical" and "Self-healing" from him. strength", then there is no need to waste more time on him.

Get out of jail.

Xu Yang took Wang Linzhi away and visited the work of the Lingguan Bureau.

The branch of Wucheng Spiritual Management Bureau is now developing very prosperously.

The last time the enrollment was expanded, a large number of "strange folks" masters were recruited. With the addition of these people, the overall strength of the Wucheng branch has been greatly improved, and the manpower has also been a lot more generous.

The most important thing is...

In the Wucheng branch, there are three Taoist cultivators, all of whom were excavated from the folks!

When they encounter supernatural cases in the future, they no longer need to use the "qi and blood" of warriors to be reckless. When these three Taoist cultivators were recruited, the Wucheng branch was very happy for a long time.

But soon they find out...

Wu Cheng, there are no more supernatural cases!
Yes!

In Wucheng, a big city, there are very few supernatural cases.

Even if there are ghosts and ghosts who committed the crime, the "murderer" will be arrested and brought to justice by the ghosts in the Wucheng area without even having to take action from the Spiritual Management Bureau.

This is a good thing.

The people of Lingguan Bureau are so happy.

Now the main task of the Wucheng Spiritual Management Bureau is to deal with some "disputes between the rivers and lakes", and the rest of the time is free to spend and practice with peace of mind.

"Master Xu."

Wang Lin called the three Taoist cultivators over, and said, "To be honest...the reason I brought you here is to let you give advice to these three colleagues in the Bureau. , we are all warriors, big bosses..."

The three Taoists looked a little cautious when facing Xu Yang.

As Wang Lin said, they are indeed "wild ways".

Being able to step into monasticism depends on either the "secret books" handed down by the ancestors in the family, or luckily finding them from street stalls... These "secret books" all have one thing in common, that is, "fragmented scrolls".

This is a remnant.

Coupled with the fact that there is no one to guide them, it is already very rare to be able to get started and have a small achievement, which shows that these three people have good talents in cultivation.

Xu Yang looked at the three of them.

All three are of different ages.

One of them was about 60 years old, with a hunched waist and a gray beard, but because of Taoism, he was full of energy and energy, and his cultivation was about the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm.

Xu Yang asked: "Master, how old are you this year? If I'm not mistaken, you should practice Quanzhen Kungfu, right?"

The uncle said: "I'm 64 this year, and I don't know what I practice... I used to collect junk. About seven or eight years ago, I received an old Taoist book, which also recorded some moves. I thought it was very interesting. Follow along."

"Unexpectedly, after practicing for a period of time, I am no longer deaf, my waist is no longer sore, my back is no longer hurting, and even the frozen shoulder that has plagued me for many years is healed. Jump, the body is like a young man, and then stick to it."

Xu Yang: "..."

Why is this line so familiar?

When I was a child, I often saw it in TV commercials...

The uncle said again: "I have recently become obsessed with Taoist talismans, but I can't draw that feeling no matter how I draw them. I heard that Xu Tianshi is the No. 1 Taoist talisman of our Great Xia, so I want to ask Xu Tianshi for advice."

Xu Yang said: "Master, first draw a Taoist talisman that you are best at and let me see."

The old man fetched the talisman pen, the talisman ink, trembling, and finally the talisman was completed three or ten minutes later.

Xu Yang looked at the dao talisman that looked like a dog's paw crawling, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said, "Master, this is..."

The uncle proudly said: "This is a fortune talisman, one of the Taoist talismans I am best at. I have practiced it for three years."

Xu Yang pondered for a long time, and said: "Master, you are not young anymore, together with the Daoist Talisman... just treat it as a hobby."

The old man asked: "Xu Tianshi, please comment on how I drew the Taoist talisman?"

Xu Yang was embarrassed, so he could only nod his head and say, "It's okay, it's okay."

It was the young man among the three "folk Taoist cultivators", who scolded: "Trash Liu, how are you drawing? Don't you have an AC number in your heart?"

This young Daoist is named "Yang Ze".

He is a member of the Hui nationality, and he is practicing the Zhengyi method, which is also the cultivation base of the sixth level of Qi refining.

According to what he said, he has practiced Taoism for nine years, and he wanted to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining Realm, but he still felt that he was close.

Xu Yang couldn't help asking: "You Hui people, don't you believe in Allah Muhammad? Can you also practice Taoism?"

Yang Ze scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Cultivating the Tao...has nothing to do with belief."

Only then did Xu Yang say: "The Qi Refining Realm is also called Foundation Building in the Taoist sect... This foundation building is like building a house. The stronger the foundation is, the more stable the better. Qi Refining Realm Level [-] is also called "Foundation Building" in the Qi Refining Realm. It’s called the late stage of the Qi Refining Realm, and it’s a small bottleneck in the Qi Refining Stage, so it’s normal that it’s a bit difficult to break through, you don’t have to worry, just practice with peace of mind.”

The third "folk Taoist cultivator" is about 40 years old.

His cultivation base is the lowest among the three, only at the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm.

The way of cultivation is also rather strange. It is estimated that it was passed down by an unknown "Small Taoist School". Its cultivation base is vain and its foundation is not solid.

But he is quite talented in the "Tao Talisman".

At the beginning, I drew a "lucky talisman", and it took only 10 minutes to draw it, and there is still a bit of Dao rhyme in it.

This can't help but make Xu Yang look at him differently...

This talent is at the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm, but he has faintly touched the essence of "Tao" through the "Tao Talisman". , are you interested in worshiping me and practicing in the Pure Brightness Path?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then said, "I have to discuss this with my wife and children."

"Row!"

Xu Yang left a contact information and said with a smile: "After you discuss it with your family, call me..."

After leaving the Wucheng branch, Xu Yang called the old man and told the old man about the man. Hearing this, the old man said happily: "There are quite a few disciples of our Jing Ming Dao who are talented in cultivation, but there is only one who is good at drawing talismans. No... Grandpa, I am worried that no one will pass on my ability to draw talismans, so I will let Li Yuanchang go to Wucheng and bring him back as soon as possible."

"Row."

Xu Yang said: "When Li Yuanchang arrives in Wucheng, ask him to come and see me first."

the next day.

became calmer.

In the northwestern land, there are Xu Yang and nine ghosts and immortals sitting in the town, but nothing happened.

In other parts of Great Xia, it was heard that evil spirits attacked the city and caused some losses, but these disasters were quickly quelled by the local sects and aristocratic families.

In 2023, October 10th, the 25th day of the eighth lunar month.

It has been thirteen days since the third spiritual recovery.

Early in the morning, Xu Yang got up and went to the playground with his wives to play...

And while he was playing.

Great Xia border.

in the sea.

A small island shrouded in clouds and mist, suspended above the sea.

This small island did not exist in the first place, but only emerged from the bottom of the sea 13 days ago.

The entire small island is actually a cave. There are many buildings on the small island, but it's just...not lively.

"Damn!"

"Damn it!"

In a building, a strong man with a bald head was sitting on a bone pedestal, smashed a golden wine glass on the ground, and said angrily: "A bunch of trash... a bunch of trash, you can't do such a small thing well, why do you want to do it?" use?"

"I don't have a maid or a servant on my big Alcatraz Island. Is it plausible?"

below.

Several disciples knelt on the ground and shivered.

One of them said: "Island Master, you don't know... the Great Xia of today is no longer the Great Xia of the past. It is too difficult to capture a few people!"

The bald head stared: "This island owner just wants a few maids to serve me, is it difficult?"

"Hahahaha!"

Just then, a laugh came.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in the hall, but it was a man dressed in white and carrying a long sword on his back. He smiled and said, "Don't be angry, the Lord of Devil Island... don't you just want some maids? Turn around Just pick a batch from my Blood Fiend Island."

"The Lord of Blood Fiend Palace!"

The bald-headed man's eyes were fixed, and he said coldly: "This island owner wants a few maids, and it's not your turn to give them away from the Blood Evil Palace... Tell me, why are you coming to my Alcatraz Island?"

The man in white smiled and said: "Major Devil Island, there is a little misunderstanding between us, but that is what happened back then... Back then we were all connected in the 36 overseas fairy islands, after a catastrophe, now only Eighteen fairy islands."

"Now I'm waiting to be born again...but the world has already changed."

"Three days ago, I went to Daxia. I just wanted to find some blood food, but I was stopped by the people from Maoshan Road, and they threatened me that if I didn't abide by the laws of Daxia, I would definitely call me Blood Demon Palace." It's gone to ashes."

"Six days ago, the second head of the Haisha Gang was shot dead on the spot by that prince just because he killed an ordinary person on the street in Daxia's capital city... I have been famous overseas for many years, everyone! The masters are all at the level of land gods, but now they have been reduced to this situation..."

"Major Devil Island, don't you want to resist?"

While speaking, the figure of the man in white suddenly became unreal.

In situ, only an invitation was left.

The voice of the man in white resounded over Alcatraz.

"Three days later, on the first day of September... I would like to invite the Lord of Alcatraz Island to come together and discuss important matters."

The devil island master grabbed the note from the air, and a pensive look flashed across his face.

(End of this chapter)