Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 84 Xiantian Eight Trigrams

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The strength of the Cen family really exceeded Xu Junming's expectations.

The eight-sided white silk is all the finest Huzhou silk. Like this kind of silk on the market, one square foot is thirty-two grains of silver. It is not a top-notch, but cannot afford such a luxury product.

Eight big woods and eight small woods are all good mahogany!

Cen Mansion has top Huzhou silk, Xu Junming is not surprised. But Taomu, if it is not prepared in advance, it is difficult to get so many in such a short period of time.

Seeing the doubt in his eyes, Steward Zhang smiled.

"Since this old house began to be haunted, many Taoist priests invited by the master wanted peach wood to make Magical Items. As time accumulates, there will be a lot of them. Otherwise, I would not be able to find these wood for the Taoist leaders in a few hours."

"I see!"

"Dao Master Xu, I have brought a lot of people this time. If Dao Master needs it, just ask them."

Xu Junming shook his head after looking at the twenty or thirty brawny men behind Zhang Guanjia.

"No. I can do the rest by myself.... Butler Zhang, it will be late, you take these people out. If the ghosts come out, the strength is below me; if the strength is too strong, I am afraid to protect I can't help you."

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Steward Zhang didn't plan to stay.

"Do you want to keep a few people for the Dao Chief?"

"Need not!"

He shook his head altogether. Without Magic power, staying is just a burden.

"Then everything is up to the leader!"

"Poor Dao should do his best!"

After arching the cupped hands towards him, Mr. Zhang greeted the people to leave. In the entire yard, apart from Wu Laoshi in front, Xu Junming and Mao Tou were left.

"Master, it's so dark here, when can we leave?"

Seeing the darkness around him, Mao Tou leaned towards Xu Junming with some fear.

"We'll leave in a while!"

Take out a faint golden talisman from the bag and put it in Mao Tou's hand.

After the first corpse rope refining with the fairy fox tail was broken into four pieces, he selected two valuable pieces from it, and refined a pure sun talisman and a flame talisman.

Holding it in his hand, the faint warmth started from Fu Zhuan, and flashed across his body like a lightning bolt. The cold around him instantly subsided, and the fear caused by the night seemed to be less intense.

Mao Tou looked at the spell in his hand in surprise, and subconsciously played with it.

Patting his head, Xu Junming stretched out his hand, guided by Magic power, eight pieces of high-quality Huzhou silk and white silk were unfolded in front of him out of thin air.

Open the dharma bag, take out a porcelain bottle that is half a foot high, and peel off the seal talisman on it, and a strong blood radiates from it.

What's in this bottle is he used the weasel's Blood Essence, the finest cinnabar and the oriental purple gas to make amulet materials.

Pulled by Magic power, the translucent red liquid flew out from it. As he drew in the sky with his right hand, a talisman seal the size of a water tank gradually took shape.

Xu Junming took a shot in the air, and the to-be-formed talisman flew onto the flag banner like lightning. The two sides are united, and the powerful Yang Qi is derived from the void.

The entire flag streamer bloomed with rich golden light.

The golden light flashes, and the whole side emits a pale white light, and the flag banners with golden light from the seals are formed.

Repeatedly, using pure Yang Talisman to draw the eight-sided Dharma banner!

Then Xu Junming used his own green bamboo stick to make one hundred and eight bamboo nails. He struck the eight fine mahogany horizontally and fixed them on the thick mahogany.

Then he fixed the finished flag on the fine peach wood and nailed it.

In this way, the eight-sided flag banners as the base of the formation are completed.

Check it again, nothing is missing.

Xu Junming's Yin Jue changed, and he drank lowly.

"Xiantian Eight Trigrams, get up!"

"Boom boom boom...!"

A series of eight, eight-sided and one-foot-two-foot-high Fa-flags were arranged in eight directions, covering Xu Junming and Mao Tou.

A faint brilliance spread from Xu Junming Dantian, connecting the eight-faced dharma flags, and the powerful pure Yang Qi, protecting the two of them.

Feeling the changes in the big formation, Xu Junming nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, compared to the Xiantian Eight Trigrams array, his strongest formation is the ‘Four Elephant Trigrams’. But now, unless you use spiritual sacrifices to practice formation patterns or flags, ordinary materials can no longer afford the powerful Spiritual Qi instillation after the formation is activated.

So at this time, Xiantian Eight Trigrams has become the best choice.

The tactics in the palm changed, and the eight-faced flag streamers disappeared like dream bubbles, and the scenery of the backyard of Cen Mansion reappeared in front of him.

"Dao Master, your flag is gone?"

The hair is unclear, so I quickly became surprised.

"Shaoan, don't worry! Come and sit down by my side!"

Seeing his serious expression, Mao Tou didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly moved his butt and sat down next to him.

Steward Zhang thoughtfully prepared a few futons, but they didn't have much room to sit on.

"Remember, no matter what you see for a while, don't panic. Don't leave me three feet!"

Mao Tou nodded vigorously.

After the explanation, Xu Junming closed his eyes and changed his palm-printing technique. He focused on four uses. While cultivating, while guiding pure Yang Qi to practice the eight-faced dharma flags, he also looked into the Xiantian Eight Trigrams formation; In the movement.

Seeing him sitting silently, his head looked around at the thicker darkness around him, and he couldn't help being timid. Fortunately, the magic talisman in his hand gave him warmth, but he still couldn't help but drew near Xu Junming.

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Outside the gate of the old mansion of the Cen family, Steward Zhang took twenty or thirty family members to guard here.

The house is haunted and they dare not approach, but the outside of the house is indeed a safe place.

"Didi...!"

With the sound of the whistle, three black Ford cars in a row drove over.

The car was stopped, the door in the middle of the car opened, and a slender middle-aged man with a majestic look on his face walked out of it.

Butler Zhang hurried to greet him with a trot.

"master!"

The middle-aged man nodded and looked up at the house in front of him.

"People in there?"

"Yes!"

"how do you feel?"

"The old slave has never cultivated, and cannot be judged. But judging from the hands that Daochang Xu exposed at noon, it can be at least ranked in the top ten among the monks and Taoists the master invited in the past."

"Oh? Didn't you say that he is very young? How could there be such a magic power?"

"This... the old slave has no way of knowing. But the extinct flight of this Taoist master really amazes the old slave!"

"Flying extinct?" The middle-aged man turned his head.

Steward Zhang hurriedly nodded and said: "This afternoon, Taoist Xu surveyed the whole house. He disappeared in front of his eyes instantly without seeing any gestures.

The middle-aged man nodded. This old slave has been with him for many years, and he will not lie about it.

"If he can come out alive, he has to get to know him if he doesn't get it!" the middle-aged man said with great interest.

"...Okay, I'll just stop by and take a look. You continue to guard here. If you have any news, send someone to report immediately."

"Yes! Master, go slowly!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the old house one last time and turned into the car.

The three cars started slowly and gradually disappeared into the darker night.

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