Chapter 372 Blue Sky
‘Chi Xuan’ did not get angry at the green-robed monk for his rudeness.
He was just enjoying it. He hadn't felt the flow of blood or the beating of his heart for a long time. Now that he was calm, it really made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that the downtrodden Taoist priest on the third level of Qi training did not make any move, he only relaxed his body and ignored his inquiry, the green-robed monk snorted coldly, and the pressure brought by his Taoist cultivation was fully displayed.
For ordinary monks in the early stages of Qi training, this is a huge pressure, whether it is the squeezed spiritual energy or the tit-for-tat suppression of spiritual consciousness.
However, what surprised the green-robed monk was that this down-and-out Taoist priest in the early stages of Qi training did not seem to feel the pressure he released.
In fact, Chi Xuan can feel it.
He could feel the pressure on his body.
However, he is not controlling his body now. The person controlling his body is a great monk who has lived for who knows how many years and whose Taoism is unfathomable.
He knew for sure that he could end the séance.
Because of this, he could safely hand over his body to Tu Shanjun.
The expression of the green-robed monk changed slightly, and he closed his palms fiercely. The seal in his hand had been formed, and as the mana surged, the spell emerged.
"Obey my orders."
"disease!"
The talisman array around the cave was instantly lit up.
‘Chi Xuan’ stepped on the talisman formation as if he was strolling in the courtyard.
The green-robed monk had an unexpected inspiration, but the scene of broken flesh and blood did not appear.
On the contrary, the figure of the fallen Taoist priest was getting closer and closer to him.
There are few monks of the same level who can surpass Tu Shanjun in his talisman formation skills.
What's more, the Qi practitioner in front of me only knows how to activate the magic circle, but doesn't understand the principles of the magic circle at all. In Tu Shanjun's eyes, the biggest function of this array is to seal the incense, followed by defense.
The so-called defense is also full of loopholes.
Shocked by the shortening of the distance, the green-robed monk quickly turned over his seal, opened his mouth and a green light turned into a flying sword.
"cut!"
The flying sword was like a spiritual snake, gathering momentum and going straight for Chi Xuan's throat.
‘Chi Xuan’ tilted his head slightly and patted his palm lightly.
The flying sword passed through the gap and was nailed to the wall of the cave behind him with a snap.
"this……!"
The green-robed monk's eyes widened, his pupils narrowed, and his body couldn't stop retreating.
He simply couldn't understand how the other party did it.
Seeing the figure of the fallen Taoist getting closer and closer to him, the monk in green robe used his magic power to recall the flying sword, and the flying sword fell into his hand.
With his magic power added, he rushed towards the approaching Taoist priest.
Since there are differences in fighting methods, it is better to kill the Taoist at close range.
"Bata."
The green-robed monk waved the long sword in his hand, and his martial arts skills were clearly displayed at this moment.
But he was surprised to find that his body could not move.
Not only his body, but also his consciousness became increasingly chaotic.
He stood there blankly, maintaining the posture of swinging his sword.
The only difference is that there is a shining talisman on his forehead.
It was an ordinary-looking talisman that was attached to his head. It was clear that there were many parts that were not attached, but it was as solid as taking root.
‘Chi Xuan’ looked at the green-robed monk in front of him and did not explain anything.
The palm of his hand crossed the green-robed monk's neck, and the green-robed monk's head slowly moved. After taking a closer look, I discovered that there was a small wound on the neck.
He took out the soul flag and put it up, and the soul that had just floated out was immediately taken away.
Chi Xuan came to his senses, but was still in a daze.
Because this battle was only a matter of a few breaths, the green-robed monk who seemed to have great magic power activated the magic circle and spit out the flying sword.
I don’t know why the green-robed monk gave up his advantage and insisted on fighting at close quarters.
Finally, his body was immobilized by a talisman.
Then……
Chi Xuan turned over his palm, and there was a sword-shaped talisman attached to the palm of his hand, with a slight gap on it.
Looking at the mana he lost, it was only 20%.
With only 20% of his mana, he killed a profound monk.
He would never dare to hope for such a fight.
Tu Shanjun, whose consciousness returned to the Taoist temple, was holding the soul of the green-robed monk in his hand.
Looking at the essence in his hand, Tu Shanjun murmured: "To drive out ghosts, use the talisman to drive away ghosts, and to suppress demons, naturally use the talisman to suppress demons." The essence in his hand gradually dissipated into a human form, revealing the appearance of a spiritual snake.
"Let me see what secrets you hide."
"Soul Searching Technique."
…
The first thing Chi Xuan did after he regained consciousness was to look for Zhang Xincheng.
He passed by the wooden cages one after another, but did not find Zhang Xincheng.
Finally, he focused on the small golden lake that gathered in front of him.
There are countless children floating in the lake.
Chi Xuan took out the soul flag, turning it into Zhang Xu, and then he salvaged the children inside one by one. He didn't dare go down, the lingering aura of the golden lake frightened him.
Use the soul flag and use the top skull to pull the floating children over.
Salvage them one by one.
Most of them have died and become real corpses.
Very few of them only have one breath left.
More than twenty children were fished out in succession, but there was still no sign of Zhang Xincheng. Use the soul flag to stir up the small lake in front of you, and the evil spirit and incense are slowly absorbed by the soul flag.
Without a monk to preside over it, it would not be fast for the soul flag to collect the evil spirit.
"No?"
"Why not?" Chi Xuan frowned.
On the other side, Tu Shanjun's eyes were a little sharper.
He already knew the identity of the green-robed monk.
A green-robed monk named Ran Fu served the court and was taught the Dharma. He was sent to Long County to specialize in making incense. There are many such monks, and they can be found in large counties and cities.
Each county government will collect incense and concentrate it in large county towns.
Then the monks in the county will perform a complicated process to boil the incense into incense ash, and then the monks with special skills will rub it into incense in a specific magic circle environment.
These incense offerings will be sealed and sent to the capital together with taxes.
As for how to collect and store incense, boys and girls are needed.
They need the pure hearts of children to accommodate the incense and desire of the world. The more adults have complex minds, they are more likely to be turned into monsters by the power of incense, so children are the best containers.
As for why not use other methods.
It’s not that they don’t know or can’t make it.
There are several ways to contain incense that Tushanjun himself knows, and none of them require a human body to contain them. The Great Cang Dynasty has been standing for thousands of years, how could it not have developed other methods.
After all, boys and girls are the simplest and easiest to obtain.
Other methods of storing incense will consume a lot of resources.
Considering the problem of fire consumption, the Da Cang court finally adopted this method.
As a great monk, Tu Shanjun's state of mind cannot be said to be perfect, at least it is as stable as a cold pond or a flat lake.
Although he had made some guesses when he saw such a scene, when he actually learned about these things using the soul-searching technique, he remained silent for a long time.
"Old Xiuxian, I...I didn't find Zhang Xincheng. Is he not here?"
Chi Xuan's nervous voice echoed in the cave. He could only try his best to save the lives of these surviving children, but he could do nothing else.
"Use spiritualism."
"But there is no medium."
"I have half a hair left."
Chi Xuan was suddenly surprised, and then sighed. Should he be called the Demon Lord? He had even considered such a thing, and even cut off half of his hair in advance.
"Arrange the altar according to what I told you."
"I doubt that with your current strength, you won't be able to bring his soul back."
"Why?"
Tu Shanjun remained silent and said, "Because something bit his soul."
Hearing this, Chi Xuan already understood.
Zhang Xincheng is dead.
Tushanjun had no need to lie to him.
With the Demon Lord's methods, if he gets the soul, he will definitely use the soul search technique to search for the memory of the green-robed monk.
He should have known better.
He realized it, but didn't think about it deeply. At that time, he still held the idea that he could find Zhang Xincheng here.
In other words, that's just an expectation.
Now, after hearing what Tu Shanjun said, Chi Xuan understood that he was late.
There was no time to grieve, Chi Xuan quickly started to arrange the altar according to Tu Shanjun's instructions, and finally placed the Soul Reverend Banner in the center of the altar.
An illusory ghost appeared in front of the soul flag, took out the incense and lit it.
Incense candles illuminate the road ahead,
Kneading techniques in hand.
Twist the half of the baby's hair.
Blood is thicker than water, so the blood curse method can indeed be called a curse.
Brothers and sisters, as long as they use the right spells, they can use blood spells to summon Zhang Xincheng's soul.
"The soul is back."
"disease."
In an unknown cave, a long road of clouds and smoke appeared in front of the half-grown boy. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the deepest throbbing in his heart, and stepped onto this path made of white smoke. .
He walked farther and farther, and finally after taking seven steps, the figure disappeared from the unknown cave.
The clouds and smoke of incense candles light up the road ahead, and the seven stars step on the road.
The soul has returned,
The soul returns.
The soul flag fluttered without wind.
The ghostly figure standing in front of the soul flag dances in strange postures, like an ancient opera or a mysterious witch casting a spell.
Shure.
Chi Xuan felt the wind blowing in front of him.
Cold wind.
As the clouds and smoke gathered, a figure walked on the path formed by the gathering of clouds and smoke.
The tiny figure quickly jumped up as the distance shortened.
Chi Xuan shouted in shock: "Boy!"
Zhang Xincheng seemed to be quite confused until this shout brought him back to his senses. He looked around, and familiar memories suddenly came to his mind.
He looked at Taoist Chi Xuan in front of him, tears welling up in his eyes.
He didn't cry when he was taken away.
When the power of the incense and the wish entered his body and he listened to the ghosts crying and wolves howling like thousands of demonic sounds, he did not cry.
He didn't cry when his blood was drained and he was thrown into a pool to survive with his last breath.
In the end, when he died in the mouth of an unknown giant beast and listened to the shuddering sound of his own bones and flesh shattering, he still did not cry.
Now, seeing the person he knew most in the world besides his brother, he cried.
Howling.
It seems that he wants to vent out all the grievances he has suffered along the way.
"Sorry, I am late."