Celestial Immortal

Chapter 12 I Offer Extraordinary Offerings, Supreme Qing Lingbao Offerings

The little ghost was a little startled.

It is not the group of ignorant brats outside, following behind Daoist Xu Ping, it has more knowledge than many practitioners.

The newly recruited brothers and sisters of the Lingshan School are all carefully selected by the elders of the school, and each of them has a good cultivation qualification.

The first step is to practice and enter the Tao, ranging from a few days, ten days and a half a month, to several years.

Entering the Tao, this purely depends on talent and chance.

That night when the moon was shining, the little ghost boy was not surprised that the senior brother entered the Tao for the first time.

The master's vision is very poisonous, and he has already known the senior brother's cultivation qualifications under the pretext of "checking the senior brother's body for hidden dangers".

Been watching for a long time.

It's not surprising that the senior brother is talented.

But, cultivation is hard work.

From entering the Tao to possessing the magic power of the Tao.

Ordinary Lingshan sect disciples would have to spend more than a month at the fastest, and my senior brother has only practiced for a few days.

"Brother, is it true or not?"

Little Guizai didn't believe it.

Chu Chen smiled.

After devouring the "moon demon" elf, signs of mana grew in his body.

In the past few days, the energy of the sun has been collected daily to balance the yin and yang energy in the body, and finally, traces of magic power have been born.

"I have the magic power of Taoism, but unfortunately I don't know how to write and sprinkle food charms, and I don't know how to sprinkle food spells. You should sleep at home and don't think too much about it."

Chu Chen touched the little devil's head.

A cool air, very comfortable, cool off, a must for daily life.

The little ghost slapped off his brother's salty pig's hand, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Senior brother, I will sprinkle the food spell, and I will teach you."

"No, I'm a ghost, I can't recite this spell, otherwise I might turn myself into fine wine."

After muttering a few words, the little ghost disappeared with a bang.

Soon it went back and forth, found a pen and paper, dipped the pen in the ink, and swiped a line of spells.

[Sprinkling food mantra: This offering is an extraordinary offering, and the Lingbao offering of the Supreme Purity.Refined into nectar, feasting on ghosts.Hurry like Taiyi to save the suffering Tianzun's law. 】

"Brother, this is an important incantation of soldiers and horses. Sprinkling food spells and food talismans are marching rations. With these, you can call soldiers and horses to fight in the daytime. You must learn spells to raise ghosts."

After finishing writing, the little devil looked expectantly at his senior brother, Jackie Chan.

Whether you can have an extra long-term meal ticket depends on the brother.

Chu Chen regained his spirits.

One of the spells he is most interested in is the spell of soldiers and horses and the technique of raising ghosts.

In Xin'an City, people come and go in an endless stream.

Chu Chen was wearing a blue Taoist robe and wandering the streets.

The little ghost is holding an oil-paper umbrella in one hand, and holding Chu Chen's hand in the other. The sun is shining, but it is full of energy, and it does not show any signs of depression. vividly.

Of course, outsiders can't see the little ghost, it can only entertain itself.

Before going out, the Taoist priest left Chu Chen five pennies.

To be honest, it's not that much money.

But if you don't have to pay daily expenses, it's quite generous if you just use odds and ends.

In the past two days, Chu Chen wandered around, during which he bought miscellaneous food and odds and ends, and spent less than three hundred dollars.

This proves one more point - the importance of hugging your thighs.

Walking on Dongshi Street, I saw dozens of people gathered in a circle, shouting and cheering constantly.

"Brother, there are jugglers over there!"

The little ghost dragged Chu Chen into the crowd.

Come to the stall.

The stall owner looked like a middle-aged man in his 40s or [-]s, but he was a little hunchbacked, like a disabled old man.

"Come, come, put money into my precious wooden box, and the fairy boy from the sky will come down to earth to sing and dance. Come, come, come, those who have money will have a place for money, and those who have no money will have a place for individuals."

The stall is not big, and the shouts are loud.

In front of the stall owner, there was a wooden box about a foot high.

Not to mention, there really was a "Grandfather" who threw a handful of copper coins into the small opening in the middle of the wooden box without saying a word.

"Wow hoo hoo!"

The wooden box didn't move.

The stall owner smiled: "Money can make ghosts turn the millstone, and Xiantong is no exception. Come, come, and the rich will hold a money market."

"Wow hoo hoo!"

Coins are scattered all over the sky, making a tinkling sound.

Now, the wooden box finally moved.

A villain really crawled out of the small mouth of the wooden box.

The villain is very short, less than one foot long, with red lips and white teeth, full of elegance, dressed like a fairy boy, very much like the image of a fairy boy depicted in temple murals.

The villain danced and sang, the dance was beautiful, and the singing was moving.

Passers-by around applauded and applauded, cheering.

After a dance, the villain got into the wooden box again.

The stall owner started yelling again, fooling the surrounding people into offering money.

"Clap la la la~"

Sprinkle coins all over the sky.

The villain came out again, and danced and danced
More and more people gathered around, and it was very lively.

Chu Chen didn't care at first, he just watched the excitement.

He has also seen the dwarf pocket man, which is not uncommon.

It is also common for rivers and lakes entertainers to make a living by juggling dwarves.

However, the villain and the wooden box in front of him are weird!
If he has not entered the Tao and does not have the magic power of the Tao, he will not be able to detect it.

This time, he felt it clearly.

The villain and the wooden box had a faint magical suction, wanting to suck something from his body into the wooden box.

He has the ability to suck it away, and the passers-by watching by him may not be so lucky.

Is this supernatural?Or are there ghosts?
Wooden boxes and villains are weird!
Chu Chen's heart shuddered, and he pulled the little ghost boy out of the stall without saying a word.

"Brother, why don't you watch it, I want to watch it again, the villain dances really well, and the song is also very nice, I want to watch it again."

The little ghost is reluctant to part.

Chu Chen ignored it, pulled the little ghost, turned the corner of the street, and walked directly towards the center of the city.

When encountering ghosts and gods, the first choice is naturally ghosts and gods.

However, Chu Chen learned that all ghosts and gods Guan Si Jingrui were taken out of the city by the Taoist priest, and no one could be found there.

Even ghosts and gods can't control the company, so they can only go to the government.

With the identity of Taoist priest's apprentice, Chu Chen really met Xu county magistrate.

County magistrate Xu heard Chu Chen's narration, and he immediately noticed something was wrong with his rich experience.

Without further ado, he immediately ordered Dian Shi to lead the Yamen servants to arrest people.

Not long after, Dian Shi brought the hunchback stall owner and the wooden box villain back to the yamen, put them in a prison, and examined them.

The stall owner was very stubborn, he didn't know what to ask, and pretended to be crazy.

Then, began to interrogate the villain.

The villain dared not tell at first, but after repeated questioning, the villain revealed the origin of his life experience.

The villain was originally a child from another county. On the way to the private school, he was put in a sack by the stall owner, took the evil medicine, shrank his body suddenly, and turned into a pocket dwarf.

After being trained by the stall owner, the villain learned a lot of tricks, and since then he has been doing juggling and performing arts for the stall owner.

County magistrates Xu Wei and Chu Chen were furious when they heard what had happened to the villain.

This hunchback stall owner, bad pus, god damn pickle!
"You bastard! What do you have to say?"

County magistrate Xu was in a hurry, slapped the gavel, and pointed at the stall owner angrily.

The hunchback stall owner was terrified, fell to his knees, and cried bitterly:

"Master County Magistrate, Xiaomin is forced to do nothing."

(End of this chapter)