The world of Taoism

Chapter 17 Leiyin Hufu (recommended for collection)

"I see." Zhou Xuan muttered to himself.

A monk is not invincible in this world, at least he is afraid of weapons.

For example, Zhou Xuan now has the means to kill people, and he can easily subdue a dozen strong men.

If faced with more than a dozen crossbow arrows, I'm afraid it's impossible to escape.

The realm of practice is divided into three realms: psychic, induction, and concentration.

Learning more than three spells means that you have enough spirituality to communicate with heaven and earth, rather than learning spells by chance.

This realm is called psychic.

Induction is to form a complete bridge with heaven and earth, and can use a certain spell stably.

If building a bridge with heaven and earth, Zhou Xuan can omit these complicated steps and just draw the spell directly.

For example, the secret method of repelling rats, after repelling too many rats, it will lead to physical and mental exhaustion.

After the bridge is built, the time for repelling rats will be extended and certain spell effects will be increased.

After all, there is no such thing as mana, and the number of spell releases depends on the individual's physical and mental state.

Generally speaking, the number of spells used to build a bridge is several times that of not building one.

Those who concentrate more will become stronger, and Zhou Xuan is not too clear about the specific situation.

Now there is no one in Wannian County who is in the state of concentration.

Zhang Bo said: "So realm is not the only criterion for judging strength. It's not uncommon for a master of concentration to be killed by a psychic."

"That's right, it would be nice if Jing Tiansi had the grand occasion of a hundred years ago." Fu Jian said.

With soldiers and horses in hand, after finding the target, there is no need to fight hard at all.

Immediately, the army came under pressure, and with all the arrows fired, the gods were also doomed.

"Of course, everything is not absolute. Experts also have means to escape from weapons." Zhang Bo said, "This ghost probably has a means of escape, so there are still remnants of evil."

Zhou Xuan probably remembered what Zhang Bo said.

I remember Jing Tianji's secret information once recorded that there was a corpse refiner a hundred years ago.

Control dozens of invulnerable zombies, occupy the mountain as king, and kill countless creatures.

Hundreds of people are buried in the mouth of zombies every year.

Thousands of troops sent by the imperial court could not attack the mountain, and there was no vegetation on the mountain, so they could not set fire to the mountain.

This gave Jing Tiansi a headache for a while.

Later, the corpse refiner was killed by a psychic monk who was proficient in assassination, and the crossbow arrow went straight through his throat.

Therefore, realm is not the only criterion for judging strength, it also depends on how to use spells.

"Look at my memory, where are we talking about?" Uncle Zhang patted his head.

I just talked about the remnants of the Yin Soul Dao, but I didn't know where I went when I talked about it.

"I think they should still come to the door. Especially if I killed the female ghost." Zhou Xuan said.

Fu Jian paced back and forth with a serious expression: "It's very possible, now that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the clear, we must take precautions."

There is a spell called 'Ghost Altar' in Yinhun.

The so-called ghost altar is actually a hall dedicated to ghosts and gods.

Ghosts and gods are erratic.

After setting up the ghost altar, it is equivalent to having an organization, which can come and go as soon as it is called.

And after the ghosts and gods are enshrined, their power must be much stronger than the free state.

The establishment of a ghost altar requires the guardianship of the eight spirit officials.

Judging from the current situation, there should be no ghost altar in Yinhundao, so now is the best time to defeat them.

But the problem is that no one here knows how to do divination, not even anyone.

Don't talk about finding someone, thank God if you don't get found.

Thinking of this, Fu Jian felt a headache.

The opponent is good at driving ghosts and gods, and it is hard to guard against.

"Why don't we live together these few days and support each other when we need something?" Uncle Zhang asked.

"It doesn't work either. If we gather together, isn't this a chance for people to defeat them in one fell swoop?" Fu Jian said.

The fire at the temple fair is still unclear, which shows how powerful the black hands behind the scenes are.

Fu Jian seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "How about this, I will make three Leiyin Tiger Talismans to protect everyone."

Zhang Bo suddenly turned his head and glanced at Fu Jian: "Are you sure? Your current physical condition may not be suitable for using this technique."

There is no so-called mana in the three realms of psychic and concentrating.

The limit of casting spells depends on whether the mental state of the person can sustain it.

If you use a spell that you can't bear.

In light cases, the spells have no effect, in severe cases, they will fall into the magic taint on the spot and become a surly evil cultivator.

"Yes, Zhang Bo!"

"exist!"

"Prepare three wooden plaques of pear wood, three inches long and two inches wide."

Fu Jian's voice was dull, his eyes were determined, and his handsome face was full of heroism.

"Zhou Xuan!"

"exist!"

"Set up the incense table, prepare some raw glutinous rice, eight sheets of yellow paper, and one set of cinnabar. Order the servants to slaughter three animals."

"Obey!" Zhou Xuan entered Jingtiansi's backyard and warehouse.

These things are necessary for casting spells, so the house has always been stocked.

During tea time, Zhou Xuan asked the servants to set up an incense table in the courtyard and light three thumb-sized incense sticks.

Red candles are lit on both sides, and three animals are placed in the middle.

The so-called three animals refer to cattle, sheep and pigs.

In fact, there are more advanced roe deer muntjacs. These three animals are called the three animals of Yushu, which are favored by gods.

But there is no such condition now, and these three are temporarily used.

The three animals are placed in the middle, with raw glutinous rice in front and cinnabar paper inkstones on the side.

In addition, there are miscellaneous objects.

Three tails of mullet, one white chicken, agarwood, rice wine, sesame oil, fruits and so on.

Miscellaneous stuff filled the case.

The rest of the items were missing, so some of them were sent to the servants to buy them, which wasted a lot of time.

At this time, Fu Jian suddenly returned to the room, and dropped a booklet before leaving.

"Here are eight altar talismans. By dissolving these talismans and burying them in all directions, you can avoid scattered ghosts and wandering spirits."

"I haven't learned this spell before, will it be useless?" Zhou Xuan said.

"The altar talisman is very easy. Draw the shape first, and I will teach you later." Fu Jian left a sentence and walked back to the room.

Zhou Xuan had no choice but to copy cats and tigers.

The altar amulet can protect the altar.

The altar is a tool for people to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth, and it is a ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven and earth.

Opening the altar requires extremely high attainments, otherwise, instead of communicating with the real gods, other ghosts and gods will be attracted.

So this requires the amulet.

Soon, Fu Jian came out. At this time, he was wearing Shifang shoes and a black Hunyuan scarf.

The most eye-catching thing is a golden robe.

Purple is the base, the edge is embroidered with white thread into cloud pattern, and the sun, moon, stars, gossip, pagoda, and patterns are embroidered with gold thread and silver thread on it.

On the chest is a white tiger roaring upwards.

The whole person looks extremely gorgeous.

Fu Jian walked in front of the altar and silently recited the mantra to open the altar.

The half-buried altar amulets around them lit up with a golden light, and then dimmed.

Fu Jian placed the wooden tablet carved from pear wood on the place where the incense table was placed.
What follows is a complex set of rituals, including shaking the bell, knocking the gong and so on.

"The talisman sword of the believer in Jiangnan County, Yangzhou, Qi State, has been tested a hundred times to manifest the true meaning, and the words are his own destiny. I respectfully invite Marshal Baihu to appear..."

The talisman sword has a thunder seal in its left hand and a formula in its right hand. It steps on the word "Kuigang" under its feet, and recites it aloud with a solemn expression.

As the ceremony progressed, the atmosphere became more and more oppressive.

Zhou Xuan even felt his scalp go numb, as if an ancient monster was staring at him.

"Marshal Baihu is here?" Zhou Xuan thought to himself, "Could it be that these gods are actually a kind of powerful monk?"

Suddenly, Fu Jian yelled: "The sky is clear and the earth is peaceful, eternal life is guaranteed, ghosts and gods will destroy themselves, and demons will hide themselves... I submit the order of Marshal Baihu!"

Roar!
A tiger's roar faintly came from the sky and the earth, and I saw a few more golden strokes on the wooden sign on the incense case.

Although there are few strokes, it can be seen that this is a picture of tigers roaring in mountains and forests.

The tiger talisman was facing him, and Zhou Xuan felt like the tiger was rushing towards him.

People with weak hearts may be scared to death on the spot.

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