Ghost Shelter System

In the back mountain of Maoshan Mountain, in the Three Mysterious Swords of Maoshan Mountain, Master Pingfeng rested for three days, burned incense and prayed, offered sacrifices to his ancestors, and caressed the ghosts and gods. He set up thirty-six incense burners, one hundred and eight dried silk threads, and eighteen tallow sticks. Open a candle and make elixir in the furnace.

Maoshan majored in Shangqing Sutra, which evolved from Huangting Sutra, and mainly practiced to preserve the spirit and obey the qi. But the art of alchemy is the "Alchemy Scroll" written by Ge Hong himself, which uses karma fire as the life skill to refine the yin residue.

Qin Kun and everyone had been resting for the past few days. One afternoon, a roar suddenly came from the back of Maoshan Mountain, and the sound of the copper furnace being turned on echoed throughout the mountains and plains. Many people were surprised, and the sound caused the earth to shake.

At the Taoist temple on the mountainside of Fuyu Mountain, bricks and tiles were rustling and falling dust. Wang Qian's heart skipped a beat. He looked at everyone and then at Qin Kun and asked, "Was there an earthquake just now?"

"It doesn't look like that."

Qin Kun shook his head. Just when he remembered the sound of the ground, Qin Kun felt as if he had instantly communicated with the land, as if something was touched near the direction of the spring.

Wang Qian was curious: "What could it be if it wasn't an earthquake? Why is there such a big movement?"

It was sunny in the afternoon, and everyone noticed that birds were circling and chirping in unison over the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain. Forest trees and even flowers and plants swayed with the wind. From the mountain stream, a cloud of purple mist rose up into the sky. After being stirred up by the wind, it looked like fairy mist hovering over the mountain peaks.

Nie Yuxuan took a sip of wine and looked at the vision in the sky. He smacked his tongue and said: "Purple air is coming from the east, thousands of birds are flying in the sky, hundreds of trees are bowing their heads, flowers and grass are bowing their heads. This is a sign of auspiciousness coming to the world. This is not an earthquake. It's clear." It’s those old men from Maoshan who started making alchemy!”

At this moment, in the Dan Cave, Master Pingfeng's sleeves and robes were bulging in the wind, and he raised his index and middle fingers together to grasp the magic formula. The dragon and tiger tattoos on both arms were exposed, and a surging spiritual power surged out of his body and scattered his bun. At the same time, thirty-six incense sticks filled the cave, and one hundred and eight dry threads were tightened to cut off the giant butter candle.

In an instant, Master Pingfeng grabbed a pottery sword with his right hand in the void beside him. Then, he reached into the green smoke with his left hand and grabbed a ball of flame. The flame burned out, and three talisman papers appeared. This talisman was very different from Wang Qian's talisman paper. This was the 'Fu Zhuan', and the talisman was the command of the god. Seal script is a list of gods.

Master Pingfeng muttered words.

"The Supreme Purity bestows a talisman, and the Emperor asks for the seal script (zhuan)! From the Purple Qi Xuan Palace, lend me your spiritual officer!"

"Maoshan dry silk rolls the karma fire, and the eighteen hells purify the inner demons!"

"Disciple Qiu Huaqing, please ask Lord Huodexing for help!"

Master Pingfeng is now just like those magicians and swindlers in the world. His hair is disheveled. Not only is he holding the magic formula and chanting words, but he also taps the ground with one foot at a high frequency and shakes his head.

One of the three talisman seals invites Qinglingbao Tianzun, the second invites Emperor Yincao Fengdu, and the third invites Lord Huodexing of Sanfang.

Then, the three talismans were raised casually by Master Pingfeng, and the Tao sword accurately pierced the talismans. The talismans quickly turned into flying ash, swirling around the cave with the green smoke.

In the middle of the cave, a simple cauldron suddenly ignited a fire. The flames in the furnace hit the face, and the heat was steaming. The lid of the furnace was opened by Pingfeng Zhenren with his sword, and the alchemy materials that had been prepared were thrown into the furnace one after another.

The guardians beside them, Zhui Lei Zhenren and Red Copper Zhenren, opened two porcelain bottles at the same time and quickly poured the liquid inside into the furnace.

The cave that was originally filled with smoke was a bit hot. As the liquid poured into the furnace, the temperature dropped sharply, as if falling into an ice cellar. Goosebumps were all over the place, and then countless faint screams could be heard.

The scenery in the cave changed strangely. The liquid poured into the furnace was the ghost general caught in the Eighteen Prisons, so illusions appeared in the cave one after another. Master Pingfeng's face was heavy, he looked at Master Zhui Lei and Master Red Copper, and said solemnly: "Please protect me, brothers and sisters."

The two of them solemnly replied: "Follow the master's orders!"

Master Ping Feng, who was refining the alchemy, did not dare to be careless at all. The yang energy in his body and the karma fire in his body controlled the temperature of the alchemy furnace.

There is hell all around, and countless ugly, gloomy, and terrifying ghosts appear.

In this chaotic world, the black wind stirred, the stench hit his face, the smell of blood and all kinds of negative emotions came like a tide.

The lonely figures of the three people seemed insignificant in this world.

The magical weapon in Zhui Lei's hand is a peach divine staff. This staff was once made of lightning-struck wood. It was obtained by the ancestors of Maoshan and passed down for seven hundred years.

Seeing the countless ghosts in this world and smelling the fragrance of elixirs, they swarmed in. They immediately took out the magic formula and swept away with their sticks. They snorted coldly, "How dare you fool a poor Taoist with just a small trick? "

These ghosts are the disordered combination of the consciousness of those ghost generals. Maoshan Taoism is based on the practice of preserving the blessings of gods. What is god? It is self-awareness. These weird tricks have no effect at all on Zhui Lei Zhenren, who has a firm Taoist heart.

The same goes for the red copper real person on the other side. The magical treasure money in his hand is pierced end to end with red threads. It may be held in the hand like a talisman sword, or wrapped around the wrist in the form of an arm guard. Those guys in the illusion were not the enemy of Yihe at all, and the first wave of ghosts that came were quickly dealt with.

Master Red Copper was breathing a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard a sound in the air behind his head. He turned around and saw that his senior brother Zhui Lei, Master Zhui Lei, was holding the mahogany stick tightly and swung it round to hit him.

"How brave!"

The copper coin in his hand was wrapped around Zhui Lei's neck like a saw chain. With a strong pull, the sharp copper coin directly tore off Zhui Lei's head.

Master Red Copper smiled disdainfully, and the body of Master Zhui Lei disappeared from the ground. Not far away, the real Master Zhui Lei appeared.

"Junior brother, I just saw that you were distracted for a moment, are you okay?"

Red Copper Master replied: "Don't worry, senior brother, I don't take these tricks seriously."

Those ghost generals were originally weak, and the destructive power of the transformed things was extremely limited. The two of them protected Pingfeng Zhenren. After clearing three groups in a row, no messy mirages dared to attack them.

In the furnace, Danxiang has appeared. Master Pingfeng ignored everything around him from beginning to end. When they saw Master Pingfeng controlling the alchemy furnace, they paused for a moment in a daze. Suddenly something bad happened, and they saw Pingfeng. Blood appeared in the real man's eyes. Then he showed a nervous smile, and the Tao sword that originally controlled fire stabbed towards the red copper master without warning.

"Senior Brother Head!"

The magic weapon treasure coin in the hand of Master Red Copper turned around with his wrist. The copper coins connected end to end and turned into a shield, blocking Master Pingfeng's sword. At the same time, he shouted towards Master Zhui Lei, "Elder brother, wake up the soul!"

Master Zhui Lei understood, and swung the Peach Divine Staff down in the air, hitting Master Pingfeng's shoulder blades, but stopped firmly at Master Pingfeng's ears, and then a burst of abundant spiritual power turned into thunder in his palm, and struck the peach wood stick hard.

This mahogany staff made of lightning strike wood was like a loudspeaker, rapidly amplifying the thunder in the palm of my hand. With a bang, Master Pingfeng shivered all over. His nervous smile and the blood-red color in his eyes quickly faded, and he was sweating coldly on his back. He rushed forward and nodded towards the two of them, "Thank you for your help, brothers and sisters!"

…

All the thrills in the cave are unknown to the outside world.

Qin Kun and his party on Mount Fuyu saw that the direction of Yongling Spring was like a big incense burner, with mist pouring out continuously. However, it was just an auspicious purple mist, and now it suddenly became gray, with mist hovering in the sky. The birds also made miserable lamentations and flew away in all directions.

Qin Kun didn't know how to make alchemy, so he looked at Uncle Ge basking in the sun on Fuyu Mountain and asked worriedly, "Uncle Ge, nothing will happen to this alchemy, right?"

Old God Ge Zhan said: "I don't know either. However, Maoshan has been the birthplace of the Danding Sect since ancient times. No matter what happens, there will be no mistakes in this kind of thing."

None of the people here are proficient in alchemy. It is said that the Alchemy Scroll disappeared at the end of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. None of them knew whether the three seniors from Maoshan could refine the elixir.

But not long after, the gray mist over Yongling Spring suddenly lightened up. The previous purple energy appeared again, and along with the auspicious appearance just now, everyone on the mountain who saw it breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The pill is done.