Tiandao doesn't work today

Late at night, in the southwest corner of Chashan Mountain, a group of cavalry looked at the low mountains with an indifferent expression.

They are the team sent by the Zhang family to eliminate demons. There are thirty-five people in total. All of them are dead soldiers who grew up in the Zhang family and were carefully trained.

Not only is he a dual-tempered body, but he has also participated in many demon-killing activities, and he is very courageous and experienced.

The body is equipped with 'cinnabar', 'realgar' and other things to restrain evil spirits, and has developed a body of yang-heat energy, so that no weak evil spirits dare to approach.

"Sir, there is evil spirit in the southwestern mulberry forest, but no horse hoof prints have been found."

"I don't dare to go deep, lest I might alert the enemy."

The tea mountain is not high, only a few hundred feet, but it covers an area of ​​dozens of miles. They took two talisman papers and searched for evil spirits from far and near. Finally, they gathered them here and judged that the evil spirits had not gone far and were still in the ravine in the southwest corner of Tea Mountain.

After hearing the report, Zhang Quan raised his eyebrows and said, "The evildoer deliberately used magic to make the horse's hooves fly through the waves, so he did not leave any footprints."

"I just didn't expect that I didn't go far. How audacious! Did you deceive no one in my Zhang family?"

"Now that we have determined the general location, let's leave it to 'Mr. Feng'."

Zhang Quan ordered his men to set up the altar table, place the incense burner high, light agarwood, and bring in three deer, deer and jade animals.

Then he walked to the altar table, took out a piece of copper foil that looked like a document and contract, held it respectfully with both hands and placed it on the table.

"Pfft!" He bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Mr. Feng, please serve!"

Essence and blood were sprinkled on the copper contract, but there was no movement for a long time...

Zhang Quan's face darkened and he rolled up the copper deed: "That's fine!"

"Hey!" Suddenly a faint light escaped from the contract, and everyone present felt chilled all over, as if the temperature had dropped sharply.

I saw agarwood burning at a speed visible to the naked eye. The green smoke was rising straight up, but suddenly, a ghost shadow appeared in the air.

The ghost was hazy, wearing a green shirt, a turban and a sword. He was dressed like a scholar. He was extremely handsome and looked to be only thirty years old.

"Spray more blood, you're just feeding the mosquitoes!" He complained, his voice was no different from ordinary people, but his words had a coldness that made people's hair stand up unconsciously.

Zhang Quan bowed and said: "Sir, just come out and enjoy the blood food first."

"I've already paid tribute this month. When did your Zhang family be so kind to me and make another donation? Hehehe, you must be up to no good!" Mr. Feng smiled lightly.

"Mr. Feng, my Zhang family treats you very well. We offer endless sacrifices and incense every month..." Zhang Quan said.

However, Mr. Feng interrupted directly: "Stop talking nonsense, the incense of your Zhang family is of no use!"

He looked at the wilderness and caught a glimpse of three roe deer and muntjacs. The ghost immediately got over and saw the three frightened deer jumping around, but they were held by ropes and couldn't escape.

After a while, smoke came out of his mouth and nose, and he fell down withered and shriveled.

"You're just asking me to do something for you?" Mr. Feng couldn't get enough of it. Knowing that the Zhang family wanted to ask him for something, he opened his mouth.

Zhang Quan had been prepared and sent people to fetch many livestock. He then bowed and said, "Mr. Feng enjoys it to his heart's content. He only hopes to help the younger generation eliminate the demons in order to avenge the blood feud of the Third Young Master."

Mr. Feng sucked in the vitality and essence of cattle and sheep and feasted on it. After hearing this, he laughed and said: "So it's a demon slayer? You Zhang family's demon slayers still want to find me? What? The three-light divine energy has been exhausted?"

Zhang Quan also lamented in his heart, if the iron certificate is still there, why would there be any need to beg this old ghost?

It's a pity that the Third Young Master doesn't know how he managed it. Even with this magic weapon, he could be killed by monsters and even damaged the magic weapon.

"The ancestor's iron certificate has other uses, and today's demon is extraordinary. I am afraid that it has the level of spiritual consciousness, so I have to ask Mr. Feng for help."

When he heard that it was the spiritual consciousness stage, Mr. Feng looked serious: "The spiritual consciousness stage? Why don't you let Zhang Tong come back?"

Zhang Quan opened his mouth but didn't say much. Just because Zhang Tong is the ancestor of the Zhang family and a monk in the period of calamity, he can sense the heaven's secrets, seek good luck and avoid misfortune. If someone thousands of miles away wants to harm him, he can clearly understand the calamity in his mind.

It is already difficult for a monk at this level to fall, but the devil is as tall as the devil. A few years ago, while exploring Jiulong Mountain, he fell into the hands of the devil.

Somehow, Heavenly Dao didn't seem to remind him that there would be a murderous disaster on this trip, otherwise he wouldn't have gone at all, and naturally he wouldn't have died.

"Ancestor is in seclusion to practice magical powers. It's not appropriate to disturb him." Zhang Quan casually found an excuse to deal with it.

Mr. Feng snorted and didn't bother to care. It happened that the Zhang family needed something from him, so he could take the opportunity to make a request, so he said: "I am no match for monsters in the spiritual consciousness stage. Please ask someone else!"

Zhang Quan said quickly: "Mr. Feng, don't be anxious. We, the warriors, will work hard to eliminate the demons. We just ask Mr. Feng to help resolve the demons' spells and channel their spiritual energy to prevent the demons from escaping..."

Mr. Feng knew this was the case, he was just manipulating it on purpose.

Although he is only a ghost cultivator in the spiritual stage, but with a group of powerful warriors, he is not afraid of monsters in the spiritual consciousness stage.

"No, no, I'm just a little ghost with low cultivation and trapped in this copper contract. How many spells can I resolve? If my soul is injured, how can this little blood food be enough to make up for it? It's not worth it! It's not worth it. Yes!" Mr. Feng repeatedly refused.

Zhang Quan said in a deep voice: "How can we make up for it?"

"How can I get a few kilograms of chalcedony?" Mr. Feng asked tentatively.

Zhang Quan said directly: "I am willing to offer three human sacrifices for you to drink. After the event is completed, there will be three more!"

When he heard about human sacrifice, Mr. Feng's eyes widened. Ordinary livestock can only be regarded as blood food to prevent him from starving to death, and will not bring much improvement to his cultivation... But people are different!

The spirit and soul are complete, the energy is complete and the essence is sufficient, the surrounding heaven is perfect, and the heaven is favored by it. He is the spiritual leader of all things and the nature of all things! The precious destiny of heavenly materials, the extraordinary talents of earthly treasures!

To adopt the Tao, take supplements or take spiritual things every day, and then practice for half an hour to gain one day of Taoism.

The Zhang family imprisoned him in a copper bond and only provided him with blood food once a month, which had long since ended his moral conduct.

But if it is a natural treasure, or a panacea, you don’t need to take it every day.

For example, a pound of chalcedony can be equivalent to half a year of practice. After eating it, although you still have to increase your spiritual practice day by day, at least for the next six months, you don’t have to take it every day. You can retreat in one breath and automatically increase your spiritual practice.

Therefore, providing him with Daoxing resources has always been a precedent that the Zhang family does not want to set! The main reason is that he is afraid that after a few years of Taoism, he will break through to the stage of divine consciousness and break away from the constraints of the copper contract.

Unexpectedly, in order to eliminate the demon, this person finally relented and actually wanted to feed others as blood food?

After Mr. Feng drained the livestock, he saw two cavalrymen coming on horseback, dragging three slaves with ropes.

They were all handymen from Chashan Fort. Their hands were tied behind their backs and they were covered in wounds. They were pressed to the ground by the cavalry and looked nervous and frightened.

They had already been forced to swear wildly and insult God, but now they were dragged over. Seeing this battle, they didn't know that they were going to be sacrificed alive, so they started crying and shouting.

"What a great treat for me." Mr. Feng smiled coldly.

Zhang Quan smiled lightly and said, "What do you think, sir?"

"No matter what, I just want chalcedony." Mr. Feng didn't even look at the three slaves.

Zhang Quan raised his brows, feeling a little distressed. One pound of chalcedony lasted half a year, and three ordinary people also spent half a year.

But chalcedony is rare and very expensive. In terms of cost performance, of course, people are cheaper.

Unexpectedly, after being imprisoned for so many years, this old ghost would still be picky.

"Okay, one pound of chalcedony, and after everything is done, there will be another pound." Zhang Quan nodded.

"It seems that this demon is really powerful, please tell me in detail!" Mr. Feng still did not rush to agree. It was not easy to get resources, so it was not so easy to compromise.

Zhang Quan immediately said: "This demon has excellent heels and beautiful appearance. It was transformed from a clear spring on Lao Mountain in Jiaodong. It is good at water spirit magic. Twenty years ago, it acquired the authentic Taoist teachings and learned the Shen family's "Yuhua Sutra" , maybe she also knows how to use water to grow wood. Her name is Shen Leling, and her nickname is Lao Shanshui Girl."

Mr. Feng raised his eyebrows and said: "The Lao Shanshui Girl? This demon has a close relationship with me! I can't harm her!"

Zhang Quan glanced at his mouth and didn't believe his nonsense at all!

Just because Mr. Feng was subdued by the ancestor in the copper contract fifty years ago, and at that time, Lao Shanshui Girl probably had not yet opened her spiritual orifice. It was just an ordinary clear spring. How could it have a connection?

But Mr. Feng said with a serious face: "Don't believe it! Nalao Mountain has been a famous mountain since ancient times. It is on the East China Sea, with tigers and dragons on its side. Therefore, immortals from overseas often come from the west and stop by this mountain... When the First Emperor visited the east, , once visited this mountain and set up an altar high to pray for Penglai Anqisheng."

"How come I didn't travel to such a famous mountain during my lifetime? I still remember it was midsummer..."

Zhang Quan interrupted: "Two pounds after it's done!"

"Tsk!" Mr. Feng said seriously: "I really can't harm her! Just listen to me! In the midsummer of that year, I climbed Lao Mountain and looked eastward at the sea. When my mouth was dry, a clear spring suddenly emerged from the cracks in the rocks. After drinking it, I suddenly felt refreshed, my fatigue disappeared, and I shouted: "What a sweet spring!"

Zhang Quan looked at the tea mountain and mulberry forest, worried that if he delayed for too long, the evildoer would notice, so he said: "Three catties!"

"Hey~" Mr. Feng waved his hand and said: "The sweet spring will relieve my thirst. I bowed three times on the spot, pointed to the spring water and said: You must have spiritual wisdom in this sweet spring. If you become a demon in the coming year, I will be rewarded. !”

Zhang Quan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Sir, please don't be too greedy."

Mr. Feng said with excitement on his face: "Do you understand? That sweet spring has been kind to me! How can I harm my benefactor?"

"I'll give you a total of five kilograms of chalcedony. If you don't agree, please take it back, sir!" Zhang Quan said coldly, and then rolled up the copper deed.

When Mr. Feng saw this, he immediately lamented: "Oh, I don't deserve it. I just sigh...things and people are not the same, everything is over!"

"Back then, she came to me to drink from the spring, but today I am fighting to the death... Can I give the five kilograms first?"

"I only prepared two kilograms." Zhang Quan waved his hand, and someone came up with the box. Inside, there were several pieces of pure white jade that were as warm and moist as oil.

"Okay, okay!" Mr. Feng's ghostly figure floated, his hand caressing the beautiful jade back and forth with an expression of enjoyment.

After a while, the two kilograms of beautiful chalcedony became dull and turned into rough and ugly jade. It even became soft and turned into powder when crushed hard.

"Let's go quickly." Zhang Quan urged.

Mr. Feng glanced at them: "Don't worry, how can you not prepare Huangquan water to deal with the demons in the spiritual consciousness stage?"

"The Yellow Spring water flows dozens of feet underground. If it is taken out, it will have no effect." Zhang Quan said.

Of course he knew that yellow spring water was the most common thing that restrained the soul, but it had to be living water.

Mr. Feng said with a smile: "That's because you don't know how to preserve it. If a monk uses yellow spring water to make elixirs, do he have to stay dozens of feet underground?"

"Please give me some advice, Mr. Feng."

"Just drink it, it's the easiest, hey hey hey."

After hearing this, Zhang Quan's face darkened. The Huangquan water was dirty and cold, and it was muddy water. Wouldn't it be bad to drink it?

Mr. Feng spread his hands: "Anyway, I have an idea. The human body is the best carrier with all five elements. If the coldness of the yellow spring water is allowed to spread throughout the body, then the monster will sweep you with its spiritual consciousness, which will definitely damage your soul."

Zhang Quan said: "Dig the Yellow Spring water now and waste time. I'm afraid the evildoer will escape!"

Mr. Feng looked at the mulberry forest, channeled his energy, and said after a while: "The monsters are not in the mulberry forest. These monsters were deliberately gathered to deceive you."

Mortals can only rely on monster bells or talismans to detect monsters. Experienced monsters can easily deceive them and lure them away.

"Then... where is the monster?" Zhang Quan asked in a concentrated voice, thinking that it was a good thing that he invited the ghost cultivator, otherwise he would not be able to catch up with him, let alone defeat the monster.

Ghosts are the most sensitive to aura, so their ability to channel aura is more powerful than monsters and humans at the same level.

I saw Mr. Feng pointing to a bare stone peak in the southeast corner of Tea Mountain and said: "There is an image of condensed moonlight, and there is a vague evil spirit. I think the evildoer must be practicing in that stone peak."

"Don't worry, she can't escape as long as I'm watching! Get water quickly!"

Zhang Quan then sent people to do it. It was not until late at night and early in the morning that everyone drank a lot of dirty water and looked ugly.

"The poison won't kill you in a short period of time. If you spit it out at the critical moment, it can also pollute the monster's original water." Mr. Feng said calmly.

Zhang Quan looked at the sky and said, "It's almost dawn, can you do it?"

Mr. Feng curled his lips and said: "What kind of ghost do you think I am? I am a ghost cultivator! As long as it is not the sun at noon, I am not afraid."

"Take the copper deed and follow me!"

I saw him leading the way, Zhang Quan put away the copper deed and followed behind. Although Mr. Feng could travel as a ghost, he could not leave the copper deed more than three feet away.

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p.s: Sorry.