Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 233: Taoist Qianhe

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"Taoist Master, my feeling is getting stronger and stronger, right in front."

Seeing Zitong's excitement, Xu Junming nodded.

After successfully overcoming the tribulation and leaving Sanhe County, he took Zitong all the way north. Once they left the Bao~ding territory, her feelings became stronger.

"It looks like he should be in the capital!"

Xu Junming thought.

Eighty miles further north from here is the capital city, where the possibility of what Zitong senses is greatest.

"Um?"

He furrowed his brows and put away Zitong's ghost.

He turned on the bronze mirror and looked deep into the woods on the left. As the chaotic footsteps got closer and closer, a group of people appeared in his eyes.

Walking in front, four bearers carried a soft sedan chair, surrounded by four capable guards. Looking at the bulging of their temples, it was obvious that they were all talented.

Behind the soft sedan, a thin middle-aged man with a demonic look and a white face and no beard followed, riding a black donkey.

Behind, six healthy mules were pulling a wide flat cart, with a huge copper coffin placed on the frame. The copper coffin was covered with a red net, and a strong corpse aura faintly seeped out from it.

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a strong temperament and a mustache in yellow robes, accompanied by four young Taoist priests in gray robes, stood guard around the carriage and followed the team forward.

Behind the coffin, there were eight soldiers armed with swords and guns.

Seeing this scene, Xu Junming felt inexplicably familiar.

"Boom...!"

There were bursts of thunder, and the water vapor in the air gradually became thicker.

The middle-aged Taoist looked up at the darkened sky and walked forward to the black donkey.

"Guanshi Wu, it's going to rain. Zombies can't get wet in the rain. Let's spend the night here tonight!"

The demonic middle-aged man also heard the thunder, raised his orchid finger and said in a perceptive tone.

"Wait!"

Ce Lu walked to the soft sedan with a sticky smile on his face.

"My lord, it's going to rain. We have to camp here."

"Servant Wu, just look at the arrangements!"

A childish but calm voice came from inside the sedan.

"Click...!"

After the lightning, thunder rumbled.

With that moment of light, the sharp-eyed steward Wu discovered a tall house deep in the dense forest on the roadside.

"Look, is there a house there?"

The middle-aged Taoist was stunned and looked in the direction pointed by Manager Wu. Sure enough, he found a dark shadow hidden deep in the woods.

"Hurry over and have a look. If there's someone there, let's give them some extra silver to help them out for one night!" Wu Guanshi urged.

The middle-aged Taoist nodded.

"Southeast, northwest, you guys take a look at the golden coffin, I'll go take a look at it from the front."

"Yes, Master!"

After the explanation, the middle-aged Taoist walked into the dense forest. After walking forward a hundred meters, a tall stone house appeared in sight.

The door of the stone house is open, and the light inside is dim.

The middle-aged Taoist took out the eye-opening talisman from his magic bag, opened his magic eyes and looked at it, but found no ghost energy.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he said loudly.

"Qianhe, a poor Taoist from the Southern Sect of Maoshan, would like to ask the master of this place to show up to see you."

This kind of house has no door or courtyard, and it looks like it is not the residence of ordinary mountain people.

If there is no demonic energy found, then he must be a practitioner.

"Da da…!"

Following the footsteps, a tall young Taoist with a green gourd and a teacup-sized copper bell hanging around his waist, holding a green jade bamboo staff, walked out.

"Xu Ling, a loose cultivator in the mountains, has met Taoist Priest Qianhe."

The two of them slapped each other on their heads.

"Brother Xu Dao, I am here to drive the corpse, but there is a thunderstorm on the way. Brother Dao, please do me a favor and allow me to stay here for one night?"

"There is no reason for me to say no to small matters."

Qianhe Dao was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Brother Dao, for agreeing!"

"You are Welcome."

Looking at this Qianhe Taoist, Xu Junming remembered the movie "Uncle Zombie" he had watched.

This person is his uncle, but Xu Junming is inconvenient to recognize him now.

"According to the plot of the movie, Uncle Qianhe should have died in the mouth of a royal zombie. How come he can still drive his corpse here now?"

I quickly understood with a sweep of my consciousness.

A gleaming talisman was pasted on the forehead of the royal zombie, and the familiar aura on it was the top-quality sealing talisman among the nine talismans he left behind when he left his master's dojo last time.

This royal zombie is only innately perfect, and a top-quality sealing talisman is enough to deal with it.

Soon, Taoist Master Qianhe came over driving the copper coffin.

"Guanshi Wu, this is Taoist Xu who is staying with us!"

The demon-like Wu Guanshi could tell at a glance that he was a eunuch. Perhaps he had been in the palace for a long time and always looked down at people.

But at least I still know some etiquette.

"Oh, thank you so much, Master Xu!"

While speaking, he shook the pink handkerchief in his hand. Coupled with the demonic expression and eyes, Xu Junming frowned and almost couldn't help but whip him out with a bamboo stick.

"You're welcome, you guys can do whatever you want."

"Crack...boom...!"

Along with the thunder, heavy raindrops fell.

"Oh, it's raining. Brother Seventy-One, let's go in quickly."

Manager Wu supported an eight or nine-year-old boy, wearing a brocade robe and a serious expression, as he walked out of the sedan chair.

When Xu Junming saw him, there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

"Brother Seventy-One, it was this Taoist priest who stayed with us."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest!"

"You're welcome, please come in!"

Seeing that Taoist Master Qianhe was still pushing the heavy copper coffin, Xu Junming waved his hand, and the copper coffin floated up, flew into the house from the door, and landed lightly on the hard stone floor.

Seeing this hand in Qianhe's eyes, she couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.

The copper coffin weighs over a thousand kilograms, and it is not a magic weapon. If you want to carry it with ease, you must have peak innate magic power.

"Everyone, the rain is getting heavier, please come in and take shelter first!"

"Thank you, Brother Dao."

Everyone arranged their mules and horses and entered the stone house together.

Inside the stone house, which is over a hundred square meters, the ground is smooth and mirror-like.

Except for a green cloth futon in the middle and a one-foot-tall oil lamp placed on the ground, there was nothing else extra.

It stands to reason that on a rainy day in a stone house, the ground would be very cold. But not only is it not cold here, there is a soft warmth that makes people feel comfortable all over.

Taoist Qianhe looked at the oil lamp, and he could see with his eyes that the reason why the room was so warm was entirely due to it.

"It must be a magic weapon, but I don't know its grade?"

Looking at the young Taoist sitting cross-legged on the green cloth futon, meditating with his eyes closed, he wanted to go up and chat for a few words, but he was too embarrassed to interrupt.

After hesitating for a few times, he still didn't go through.

With a place to rest, they also started preparing dinner.

It was raining and there was no firewood, so I could only eat dry and hard flatbread, and then eat a few pieces of corned beef with water.

Only the noble Seventy-One Brother can eat soft pastries.

Taoist Master Qianhe was already at the middle stage of Xiantian's cultivation and had already gone beyond grains, so he did not eat and did not let anyone disturb Xu Junming.

By the time they finished eating, it was almost raining outside.

Thunderstorms in summer are mostly violent storms, which are completely different from the gentle drizzle in spring.

After dinner, after a tiring day, they quickly fell asleep in this warm spring-like room.

Only Xu Junming and Taoist Master Qianhe were sitting cross-legged in meditation.

The night was getting darker, and dark clouds covered the moonlight. The sky and the earth were dim and dark, with a hint of coldness.

"Jingle Bell…!"

The crisp and urgent bell suddenly rang.

The ringing seemed to penetrate directly into the soul, and all the sleeping people were shaken up.

"Where did the ringing come from? It woke everyone up!" Wu Guanshi looked angry.

The rest of the people whose sweet dreams were disturbed were also full of complaints.

But complaints were complaints, and no one dared to question the mysterious young Taoist.

Xu Junming brushed the Soul Seizing Bell with his left hand, and the rapid ringing stopped.

"Xilulu..., ugh!"

The mules and donkeys placed outside brayed at the same time.

The sound was urgent, as if he had hit something fatal.

Just as Wu Guanshi was about to complain, the sound of neat footsteps suddenly reached his ears.

He was slightly startled, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Subconsciously looking out from the door.

I saw a group of armored soldiers suddenly walking out of the dark depths of the woods. These soldiers moved in unison, as if they were one person.

But what makes people's scalp numb is that there is no breath of life in these soldiers at all.

"The Yin soldiers are crossing the border!"

Taoist Priest Qianhe's face turned pale.

Yin soldiers are no better than ordinary ghosts. In addition to the Yin energy, they also carry evil energy on their bodies. When they gather into a military formation, the evil energy increases greatly. Not to mention him, even those at the peak of their innate ability cannot escape.

There are more than a thousand Yin soldiers, and they can even defeat the golden elixir.

"It's over!"

Taoist priest Qianhe was filled with despair.

At this time, everyone in the room discovered the Yin soldiers, but not everyone knew how powerful they were.

After all, although they encountered ghosts along the way, they were all solved by Taoist Master Qianhe.

Therefore, fear is fear, but there is no panic.

"call…!"

As the footsteps got closer and closer, a strong wind, mixed with a bone-chilling coldness, swept straight towards the stone house.

Xu Junming looked calm and flicked the oil lamp in front of him.

There was a flash of red light, and the heavy dark wind seemed to be held down by an invisible giant hand, unable to move again.

Taoist Priest Qianhe saw this and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He almost forgot that he was not the only practitioner here.

From despair to hope, great joy and great sadness, he almost lost his cool.

"哐...!"

All the Yin soldiers stopped.

Following the sound of horse hooves, a ghost general riding a dark horse, wearing a helmet and carrying a sword, ran out from behind.

Without saying a word, he combined the power of the military formation and slashed down with a bang with a big sword in his palm.

The surging Yin Qi gathered into a five-foot-long sword and slashed straight towards the stone house.

Xu Junming stretched out his hand, and the oil lamp instantly turned into a red light, lightning flashed out, and with a light brush, the giant knife was smashed to pieces.

Another brush stroke broke the military formation.

"go!"

Three hundred and sixty-five nine-color yellow rice grains flew out with lightning, and more than two hundred ghost soldiers who came with them, including the ghost general, were all taken in.

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