Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The explosion shocked everyone. Everyone did not pay attention to the exploded coffin, but went forward to care about Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin.

"What's going on..."

"What happened?"

"Ajiu, is it that something wrong with your ritual?"

"Brother Jiu, are you doing this?"

Everyone stepped forward and formed a group of people. Forensic Chen looked at Uncle Jiu with concern, and tried to check his body for Uncle Jiu. After all, forensic doctors are also doctors!

Uncle Jiu was blackened when he heard this. He first pushed away the Forensic Chen's hand, then glared at Ma Sir, who said that he had made a mistake in his ritual, and said with a dark face:

"The coffin is there, won't you see it yourself?"

"Ah!! Grandpa and grandma are gone!!!"

A scream attracted everyone's attention.

"What?"

"No way!"

“… Could it be that I’m wrong?”

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin waved his hand and summoned fragments of the birth and death year written on the side of the coffin.

"I handled everything myself, and there will be no mistakes!"

As he said that, he handed the fragments of his name, birth and death to everyone, and said solemnly:

"My parents' bodies were indeed buried here. Now they have disappeared out of thin air. Someone must have tampered with it!"

After saying that, he turned to look at Uncle Jiu and asked in a deep voice:

"Uncle Jiu, do you know what kind of magic is needed to have a corpse with resentment!"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu's expression moved, thought for a moment, and looked up and said:

"There are only two kinds of magic tricks that require corpses with resentment, one requires resentment, and the other requires corpses!

The one who needs resentment should be the zombie refining corpses into zombies, and the one who needs corpses should be the flesh puppets. If nothing unexpected happens, these should be these two!”

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin continued to ask:

"So, in your opinion, which possibility is more high?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head when he heard this and said sorry:

"I don't know about this problem. I have been living in a fishing village over the years and have no idea about the current magic world. Both of these magics are the most prosperous evil magic at that time, and either kind is possible!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin frowned.

Uncle Jiu must know more about the undercurrents and contexts of this world than him. If he can't even guess who it is, he can only rely on stupid methods to find it.

"Huh! Uncle Jiu, please lend you a compass and a Bagua mirror!"

Uncle Jiu glanced at Wang Xuebin after hearing this and handed over the compass and gossip mirror on the table.

"Oh! The yin energy here is disordered. Obviously someone has done something wrong. If you want to use the round light technique, you may not be able to match your strength!"

He saw Wang Xuebin's plan, but unfortunately, he had thought of this method for a long time, and it might not work.

"Huh~ There is no other trick, I have to try it, what if it's done?"

Wang Xuebin, what Uncle Jiu said, naturally understood, but there was no better way except this method.

In other words, some special magic props cannot be used normally in this world. Otherwise, this is just a handful of sand that will be so troublesome to the present.

He first placed the compass on the table, then the Bagua mirror faced upwards, calculated the time of heaven, aimed at the heavenly stems and earthly branches, and carefully stacked them on the compass.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out to summon a coffin base with a corpse seal, and his right hand formed a claw, aimed at the mark, swung out a Nine Yin Divine Claw, grabbed a handful of wood powder, and evenly spread it on the Bagua Mirror.

After doing all this, he carefully held up the compass with both hands, held the bottom of the compass with his left hand, and Xuankong with his right hand, pinched the sword technique, and drew the round light talisman seal on the Bagua mirror.

"The shiny wheel is full of all, the mysterious scenery is clear, the gods open the door, there are high-ranking masters, and the qiong crown and feathered clothes. I wish to bring spiritual energy to my return date! I am afraid!"

With his hands and sword fingers, he gently tapped the mirror, opened his mouth and blew it away, blowing away the wood powder on the mirror.

When everyone saw his movements, they held their breath and were concentrating, waiting to see the effect of his actions.

‘pong!’

With a loud explosion, the Bagua Mirror and the Compass were all blown into pieces. If Wang Xuebin hadn't reacted quickly and cast a spell to stop the pieces, everyone present would have to break a few images.

Uncle Jiu saw that Wang Xuebin had stopped the fragments and threw the already-activated golden light talisman into the sky. He looked at Wang Xuebin and said in a deep voice:

"It seems that this person is not only cautious, but also destroyed the traces of the scene, but is also proficient in my Maoshan magic and set up a counter-trap trap. This person is either my Maoshan native or my Maoshan enemy!"

Wang Xuebin swung the fragments of the magic weapon and looked at Uncle Jiu with shame. He was ashamed not because he was slapped in the face by Uncle Jiu, but because he destroyed Uncle Jiu's magic weapon.

Although these two magic weapons are not rare objects, they are also treasures that Jiu Shuyun has been raising for more than ten years. Both magic weapons are now damaged because of his stubbornness, which really makes him feel embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's about parents, care is just a mess. It's just a magic weapon, nothing..."

Uncle Jiu saw what Wang Xuebin meant and couldn't help but smile and shook his head to comfort him.

In his opinion, Wang Xuebin's filial piety is much more important than just two external things. Doesn't Wang Xuebin's eagerness prove that he is not wrong?

If he meets a person who is suffering from his parents and is looking forward to it because of the precious magic weapon, this is the person he really despised by him. He is very pleased that the successor he likes is not such a villain!

"But, Uncle Jiu..."

Does Wang Xuebin care about the two elders?

Of course, I care. As a nominal offspring, he inherited the relationship between the two elders and naturally had to bear the cause and effect of the two elders.

He chose a cemetery with good Feng Shui for the two elders and used the best coffin to mourn because he could not repay his kindness during his lifetime and could only do his best to the two elders who died.

However, the reason for his anger was not only because the two elders' bodies were stolen, but more because he was fooled by others as a monkey.

Less than half a month since the two elders were buried, their bodies were stolen. If he hadn't found Uncle Jiu to open the coffin, he would have been kept in the dark.

The thief who stole the corpse obviously did not take Wang Xuebin seriously and his behavior was very rampant.

"Hi! It's okay!"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's apologetic expression, Uncle Jiu comforted:

"What you do is not useless, at least I have grasped the enemy's clue!"

"oh?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin didn't care about being sorry, took a step forward and asked with a frown:

"I wonder who this corpse thief is, and what is the purpose of stealing the corpse?"

Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the fragments of the Gossip mirror one by one, pieced them together into a whole mirror, and placed them carefully on the table.

Then he grabbed a handful of soil from the grave and piled it into a mountain of earth on the broken Bagua mirror, carefully flattening the top of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, he took the incense of Dharma and pointed it into light, using soil as paper and incense as pen, concentrating on casting spells, and silently reciting the mantra.

"Yunzhuan Taixu, at the beginning of the catastrophe, it was suddenly overwhelming, and it was sometimes sunny or floating, wandering in the five directions, and it was only one meter away. The innocent imperial text was written according to the pen, and then it was written in the cave chapter. The spiritual talisman was written in the first place. The real text was born, and it was clear that it was there, and it was not there! It was fast!"

After writing the seal script, Uncle Jiu threw away the Faxiang, and his hands were combined with the Ziwu Jue, and suddenly pressed down!

The magic weapon and the ashes burst out instantly, making a muffled sound.

Uncle Jiu vomited out a breath of turbid air, slowly raised his hand, leaving a layer of shallow soil ash on the spot, forming the shape of a chrysanthemum.

emmm, it is the real chrysanthemum, the kind that will bloom in September...

A blooming flower, the stamens and petals are lifelike. At a rough look, it actually has a strange and vivid feeling, which makes Uncle Jiu frown.

"Uncle Jiu, this is..."

Wang Xuebin, who was standing beside him, frowned when he saw this chrysanthemum, because this flower made him have bad associations.

It is not chrysanthemums, but the Nine chrysanthemum flow method. It was a magic method that was introduced to the Japanese Kingdom during the Tang Dynasty.

"Huh~ It seems that the one who took action this time was indeed the Japanese evil magic sect, Jiu Ju Liu!"