Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 188: The Spiritual House of Bliss

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Luo Shaobao walked to the front of the house, not daring to look further, and quickly knelt down.

Raise the black flag above your head.

"Master An, your precious body and gold, I would like to see Luo Shaobao from Anyuan Town."

Suddenly, a gap opened in the closed paper door, and an invisible suction force came out, catching the black flag in Luo Shaobao's hand and flying in.

After a while.

An old voice came from it.

"Thirty ghosts, very good!"

"Thank you, Master An, for the compliment."

"Speaking of which, what do you want? Talisman or elixir?"

"I don't want anything, but I want the master to take action to avenge my eldest brother. If I succeed, I am willing to sacrifice a hundred ghosts." Luo Shaobao gritted his teeth and said.

"Your eldest brother? Luo Taibao?"

"Exactly!"

"How did he die?"

"He was killed by a ghost, but I suspect there is someone else behind it."

"So you have suspicions?"

"Yes, this person calls himself a disciple of Maoshan."

"Maoshan?!"

There was anger in the old voice.

"Exactly! That man calls himself Xu Junming, a disciple of Maoshan Nanzong."

Luo Shaobao said quickly.

"Since it's those stinky Taoist priests from Maoshan who are hypocritical and righteous, I will take over this business. But after the deal is completed, you have to give up a hundred ghosts. If not, don't blame me for being ruthless!!"

"Don't worry, Master An. I won't dare to fool you, old man, no matter what."

"Hmph, I'm sorry you don't dare either."

The doors and windows of the paper house were wide open, and it was pitch black inside. Occasionally, there were half a ray of golden light flashing through, which was strange and inexplicable.

"Wow...!"

Hundreds of paper figures in the valley flew up at the same time and disappeared inside the doors and windows of the paper house like meteors.

Seeing this spectacular scene, Luo Shaobao was secretly shocked in his heart.

This Master An was accidentally encountered when he went hunting in the mountains many years ago and got lost at night and ran into this valley.

Not only did the opponent not kill him, he also gave him a set of boxing techniques and a pill.

He also jumped from an ordinary person to a Kung Fu master.

But all good things come with conditions.

The price for him to become stronger was to use the soul-searching flag given by this person to collect fifty ghosts and give them to the other party.

Fifty ghosts are fifty lives. Even with Luo Shaobao's ruthlessness, he would not be able to do such a crazy thing. Fortunately, the other party gave a one-year deadline.

Within a year, Luo Shaobao traveled around the surrounding towns and found fifty ghosts of beggars, homeless people, criminals, and people who died accidentally.

The price was high, but the feeling of growing strength made him appreciate it.

Over the next few years, he has been secretly collecting ghosts. When you have enough, you can exchange them for elixirs or even talismans.

The 'Liujia Amulet' on his eldest brother's body and the talisman on his own body were both exchanged from Master An.

After collecting all the paper figures, the paper house flashed with light and transformed into an old man with a childlike face and black hair, narrow eyes, and a ge-clad suit.

However, if you look carefully, you will see that this old man is not an entity, but an illusion.

"Master An."

Luo Shaobao quickly bowed and saluted.

The old man nodded.

Over the past few years, this Luo Shaobao has contributed a lot of ghosts to him. For the sake of his own path, this guy's request cannot be ignored.

"Lead the way."

Luo Shaobao nodded and ran out of the valley.

Looking back furtively, Master An actually had his feet off the ground, following him as lightly as a ghost.

If it hadn't been for the bright light now, he would have suspected that Master An, whom he had served for five years, was just a ghost.

After leaving the valley, we rode towards the road we came from. After dark, we finally returned to Anyuan Town.

Knocking on the courtyard door, the servant of the Luo family saw it was Luo Shaobao and quickly opened it and let him in.

"Master An, please!"

The old man floated in.

When the Luo family saw this scene, their hearts trembled. Although they were scared, they did not dare to say anything.

After guiding the old man to the ice cellar and seeing his elder brother's body lying on the ice bed, Luo Shaobao became angry again.

After taking a deep breath, he simply calmed down.

"Please also ask Master An to take action and find out the real culprit who killed my eldest brother."

The old man nodded, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a ghostly aura emerged from Luo Taibao's body.

“Three Mountains’ Patriarchal Tradition can be traced back to its origins, and the spirit crane guides the way.”

The ghost energy rolled in the old man's palm, turned into a palm-sized gray crane, and flew straight out of the ice cellar.

"Follow me."

Luo Shaobao nodded quickly and chased out.

We followed the gray crane through the streets and alleys, and finally arrived at the town hall.

"It's indeed him!"

Luo Shaobao gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the backyard of the town hall.

At this time, all the truth came out. The person who killed his eldest brother was Taoist Xu from Maoshan.

"I also ask Master An to take action to kill this beast and avenge my elder brother. After the incident is completed, the disciples will sacrifice all the hundreds of ghosts."

The old man nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

"The vigilance is high enough."

"Squeak...!"

The door to the backyard of the town office opened, and a tall, square-faced young Taoist wearing a blue robe, with long hair randomly tied back by vines and a calm expression, stepped out.

A black cat jumped out of the wall and landed lightly on the young Taoist's left shoulder.

After taking a look at Luo Shaobao, whose face was full of hatred, as if he had eaten him, his eyes turned to the old man next to him.

The figure was illusory, but there was no ghostly aura, which made Xu Junming quite curious.

As for strength, judging from the aura, it is somewhere between the golden elixir and the innate one. It should have been accumulated enough, but it has not yet passed the tribulation.

"Xu, our Luo family has no enmity against you. Why did you drive the ghost to kill my eldest brother?"

"Your eldest brother has done many evil things and should have died long ago. However, I was not the one who killed your eldest brother."

"Even now, you are still lying..."

"Noisy!"

With a flick of his fingers, invisible energy flew straight to Luo Shaobao.

The old man standing next to him waved his sleeves to block the dark force.

"The young man is so angry. Are all the people in Maoshan like you?"

"From the tone of your voice, you seem to know me, Maoshan, very well?"

"Of course. They are just a bunch of stinking Taoist priests who talk about benevolence and morality, but secretly they are all hypocrites."

Xu Junming frowned. From the tone of this man's tone, there must be some grudge between him and Mao Shan.

This is not surprising. The two sects in the north and south of Maoshan have been established for nearly two thousand years, and they have killed countless demons and demons in the meantime. With the entanglement of cause and effect, there are naturally many enemies.

"Hearing what Your Excellency said, what happened today can't be good?"

"Hey, I can only blame you for being unlucky enough to meet me."

A light flashed from the old man's body, and a blue-grey paper house one foot long and four feet high emerged from behind him.

"Come in, old man."

An invisible suction force enveloped Xu Junming.

In an instant, he felt as if his soul was swaying, as if it was going to go away with him.

His face changed and he pinched his fingers.

"Certainly!"

Xu Junming practiced the Soul Dao intensively, and his soul quickly stabilized.

"Huh?"

The old man's face changed slightly.

His soul-capturing technique can shake even the peak of his innate state if he is not prepared. When the time comes, he will take the opportunity to severely injure the opponent and win him in one fell swoop.

But the young man in front of him was not even in a trance, which was beyond his expectation.

Looking at the paper house behind the old man, Xu Junming said solemnly.

"Bliss Spirit House, are you from Gezao Mountain?!"

"I didn't expect you to know about the 'Bliss Soul House' at such a young age, but I'm no longer from Gezao Mountain, so you don't need to have any friendship with me about the 'Three Mountain Talisman and Seal Script'."

‘Crack’, countless paper figures flew out from the paper house, or the Paradise Spiritual House.

Xu Junming's expression changed slightly, he took a step forward and fled towards the outside of Anyuan Town like lightning.

"It's not that easy to run away."

The old man flew up and quickly chased after him.

Luo Shaobao wanted to avenge his elder brother in his heart, so he was naturally not far behind, but his speed was much slower than the first two.

Xu Junming and the old man walked one behind the other, quickly leaving Anyuan Town and escaping into the mountains.

After arriving at a rocky valley, Xu Junming stopped and turned around.

"Why don't you run away?"

"run?"

Xu Junming shook his head slightly.

"I'm just afraid of hurting innocent people during the fight. But this valley is nice. Although it's a bit desolate, it's just right for your burial place."

Xu Junming patted his forehead with a look of surprise on his face.

"I almost forgot. Looking at you like this, I'm afraid your bones have long been gone."

The old man looked angry.

"Sharp teeth and sharp tongue. Since you want to die early, I will be kind enough to help you."

With a flash of light, countless paper figures flew out of the paper house. The sharp paper cut through the air and flew straight towards Xu Junming.

"Little tricks."

He stretched out his hand and a golden lock flew out. The head and tail of the lock met and turned into a golden ring.

The golden ring was divided into five parts and enveloped Xu Junming's body.

Any paper man flying into this golden ring seems to have lost power and falls lightly.

The old man's expression changed, he stretched out his hand, and the remaining paper figures turned around and flew back. But those paper figures who fell into the golden ring seemed to have lost contact, and no matter what he did, there was no movement.

"You, a junior, have some tricks up your sleeve."

"I have a lot of tricks, but I'm afraid you won't be able to let me use them."

With a wave of his hand, the paper man sealed by his magic-subduing golden lock flew into the magic bag.

These paper figures are all low-grade ‘White Ming Paper’ ritual practitioners.

Baiming paper is the secret of Ge Zao Mountain. It is the best thing for practicing paper figurines and depicting talismans. It is better than the Luofu paper inherited from Maoshan Nanzong.

It would be a good idea to collect some low-grade Dongzhen talismans and practice them.

"Six Armor Heavenly Weapon Talisman!"

Four talismans flew out from the Paradise Spiritual House. In an instant, countless paper figures gathered together. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into four giant paper figures one foot tall and holding swords.

What's more important is that the aura of each paper man has reached its innate peak.

"I've heard the name of the 'Liujia Heavenly Soldier Talisman' in Gezao Mountain for a long time, and I'm going to learn about it today."

Xu Junming patted the magic bag, and a bronze lotus lantern flew out.

Using the flame essence from the red heart stone dug out from the Western sword, he has trained the Ziyang Lantern Festival into a top-notch magical weapon.

"go!"

The old man shouted loudly, and four giant paper figures brandished sharp paper knives and swords and struck directly at Xu Junming.

"call…!"

As soon as the magic power was activated, the wick flames surged, and the golden-red flames swept away like a rushing river with overwhelming momentum.

"Haha, junior. Since the Liujia Heavenly Weapon Talisman is called Liujia, its defense is so strong that it cannot be destroyed by ordinary fire like yours."

The four paper figures flashed with light, and a hexagonal protective shield blocked out all the flames.

Xu Junming's expression changed and he flew back.

"Want to run now? It's too late!"

The old man urged him, and four six-armored heavenly soldiers immediately chased him.