Goldfinger of the Heavens

Chapter 672
"Junior brother, hurry up and save your life." The Taoist priest with four eyes hurriedly asked for help.

"Senior brother, I think let's just forget about today's matter. Everyone is evened out. We are all neighbors. It's better to settle enemies than tie them up. What do you think?" Huang Chong said.

"This..." Priest Simu originally planned to let Huang Chong take action, but Huang Chong's attitude was very obvious. Besides, he also knew that it would not be good to involve Huang Chong, but he was a dignified Taoist. Master, it's really embarrassing to be bullied by a little girl like this.

In terms of saving face, Daoist Simu and Uncle Jiu are basically the same. Of course, more importantly, he lost to Master Yixiu.

Huang Chong came in front of Taoist Simu, squatted down, and whispered in his ear: "Brother, I think you should agree. Now the initiative is in other people's hands. If you don't agree, you will be the one to suffer."

After finishing speaking, Huang Chong also looked at the large version of the Monkey King in Qingqing's hand. If it goes up, it must be at least tens of meters high.

It's just that he doesn't want to lose to Master Yixiu, but there is no other way now, so he can only nod, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then we will be evened today."

Upon hearing this, Master Yixiu nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, that's right."

So he straightened up and saluted Huang Chong, and left with Qingqing.

"Hey, don't you help me solve it!" Shouted Priest Simu.

"Oh." Master Yixiu looked like I almost forgot, and said to Jiale: "Jiale, you go get a tank of oil for your master to drink, and it will be fine after you drink it."

"Oh." Jia Le nodded and hurried to prepare oil.

"Remember, you have to drink it in one sitting." Master Yixiu emphasized.

"Junior brother." The Taoist priest with four eyes looked at Huang Chong, drinking a tank of oil, it was scary to think about it.

"Brother, you, this is what you deserve." Huang Chong shook his head and said, but he couldn't bear to watch his brother drink a tank of oil, flipped his right hand, and took out a spell.

"All dharmas return to one, the sky follows its own way, solve it!"

Hit the spell in his hand on the cloth doll beside him, and the spell immediately merged into the cloth doll, and the four-eyed and Taoist facial features on the face of the cloth doll disappeared, unlocking Master Yixiu's spell.

"Huh..." The four-eyed Taoist slumped on the ground, heaved a sigh of relief, and finally came back to life.

Master Yixiu looked back and saw that Huang Chongneng had solved his spell so easily, he was a little surprised, put his hands together and said: "As expected of Senior Liu's master disciple, fellow Taoist's magic is exquisite, poor monk admires it."

"Let the master laugh."

After finishing all these things, it was getting late, Jiale hurried to prepare breakfast, as well as prepare the chicken that should have been killed yesterday.

Daoist Qianhe sent a message, probably this afternoon, he will pass by here, this time he received a big business.

If everything follows the plot of the movie, then Daoist Qianhe's business is really big. What he transported is a zombie, a royal zombie.

In the movie, because this zombie has a very special identity, it needs to be sent to the capital, and the emperor is asked to decide how to deal with it. But the current problem is that in this plane, the emperor has already abdicated, so is he transporting the royal zombie?
Or will it be completely different from the plot in the movie?

Will that zombie still appear?
"It's always right to make more preparations." Looking at the mountains in the distance, Huang Chong said in a low voice.

"Master, what are you going to do?" Jia Le who happened to be preparing to kill a chicken asked.

"You boy, your ears are really good!" Huang Chong said with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm going to practice spells. If you change a cock, I can use chicken blood to practice."

"Oh, good!" After saying that, Jia Le let go of the hen in his hand and grabbed a big rooster.

After breakfast, Huang Chong locked himself in his room to practice. He first made a chicken blood rope with rooster blood, and mixed the rest with cinnabar to draw hundreds of spells.

"Royal Zombie, the first battle of Pindao's formation will be on you." Huang Chong said, looking at the spell he had drawn with satisfaction.

Relying on his majestic magic power and exquisite control, Huang Chong learned the way of formations. However, due to insufficient cultivation, he could not form formations and could only use talisman chains. This time Huang Chong planned to try the power of talisman formations.

"Taishang Laojun, hurry up like a law, get up!" Huang Chong murmured, and with a lift of his right finger, the chicken blood rope on the table was suspended in the air and straightened.

"Here!" The fingers pressed and lifted again, and a stack of charms placed on the left corner of the table flew up one after another. The charms were lined up in front of Huang Chong. Under Huang Chong's control, the charms moved closer together to form an initial talisman. chain, and then slowly wrapped the chicken blood rope to form a rune rope.

The rest of the spells are stacked one by one, very rhythmic.

After finishing all this, Huang Chong cut his left middle finger with a bamboo knife, chanted a mantra, and drew a talisman on the stacked talisman with blood. Before the blood was dry, Huang Chong attached the talisman rope to it, which just completely covered the The spell drawn by Huang Chong.

As the talisman rope was slowly integrated into the talisman, the original stack of talismans also began to change. The thick talisman became thinner and thinner, and finally turned into a small paper bag the size of a palm.

"You're done!" Huang Chong said with a smile, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

These procedures seem to be nothing more than that, and there is no difficulty.

But things in the world are often simpler and more difficult. It is very difficult to integrate hundreds of completely different spells without any mistakes in the middle.

Otherwise, in the practice world, there would not be so few people who can master the way of formation.

Huang Chong learned the talisman array almost by turning on a cheating device. Don't forget that although Huang Chong's body is new, he is actually an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years, and his mental power is terrifying. .

After sitting in meditation for a while, Huang Chong picked up his pen and drew the talisman again. Facing the royal zombies that might appear, Huang Chong must be prepared with multiple hands, and cannot rely solely on the talisman array. After all, Huang Chong has never really seen the power of the talisman array. , what to do in case of failure.

……

"Junior brother, the way of cultivation is to combine work and rest, and haste makes waste. In the past two days, you have to practice in addition to eating. This is not a long-term way." said the four-eyed Taoist priest.

"Brother's words, I keep in mind. It's just that I have just broken through, and I have some insights. If I don't cherish this time and understand these insights thoroughly, wouldn't it be a waste of a great opportunity." Huang Chongdao.

"You, eh?" Just as the four-eyed Taoist priest was about to say something more, a vision suddenly appeared outside the courtyard, and the birds in the dense forest rushed away for some reason.

This reminded Huang Chong of the scene when Ren Wei's coffin was unearthed.

Huang Chong and the four-eyed priest looked at each other and walked out of the house.

(End of this chapter)