President's Legendary Master

After all, the little rooster is a living thing, even if it is forced to spawn, its power is limited, the fight can last for a while, but not for a long time.

In addition, although there is only one strange thing, it has become a monster.

However, the efforts of the little roosters were still effective. After all the [-] little roosters were killed, there were seven or eight holes in the body, and the body shrank sharply, and finally turned into a small snake. The appearance is only as long as an adult's arm, but only as thick as a child's arm.

Shrunk a lot!

Taking advantage of this shrinking gap, the little celestial master came over with the money sword, picked up the strange man, and threw it directly into the big bronze tripod, and then burned with the black amber inside, the strange man squeaked chaotically Shouting, puffs of blue smoke rose.

The little celestial master took the opportunity to read the article "Yellow Bird" in "The Book of Songs Xiaoya": "Yellow birds, yellow birds, no one gathers, no one pecks me..."

Secretary Xiao Xia was dizzy: "Why did you read this?"

"Xiaoya·Yellow Bird" is a poem in "The Book of Songs", the first anthology of Chinese poetry.

This can be regarded as a small poem about refugees thinking about returning.

This poem has three chapters, each chapter has seven sentences, and the whole article uses the comparison of condemning yellow birds for pecking my millet, and criticizing the local people for not being kind to me, so the idea of ​​returning home was born.

The whole poem adopts the form of repeated chapters and repeated chants. The language is implicit and vivid, expressing strong feelings of love and hatred.

Doesn't this have nothing to do with the scene in front of me?

"What do you know?" The head of Zhang's face suddenly realized: ""Shan Hai Jing · Beici San Jing": two hundred miles to the northeast, it is called Xuanyuan Mountain... there is a bird, its shape is like an owl with a white head, its The name is the yellow bird, and its name is from the scorpion, and it is not jealous to eat. Also, there is also a record in "Shan Hai Jing Da Huang Nan Jing": There are those who have Wushan, and there are yellow birds in the west. Emperor medicine, Bazhai. The yellow bird is in Wushan , this mysterious snake."

"I don't quite understand." Secretary Xiaoxia's expression was duck Tinglei.

"The yellow bird is a kind of divine bird in the legendary ancient book "Shan Hai Jing". It is shaped like an owl, but its head is white. The sound seems to be calling itself. If people eat its meat, they will not feel jealous. .

In addition, there is a legend that the yellow bird is the divine bird that protects the imperial medicine for the Yellow Emperor of Xuanyuan. "There's no other way, Zhang Sect had no choice but to explain to him in vernacular again.

"Oh?" Poor Secretary Xiaoxia still doesn't quite understand.

"This means that the yellow bird is the natural enemy of all snakes and insects in the world, the biggest natural enemy!" A monk beside him said, "And the things used by the little celestial master are all before the Han Dynasty. They were used a lot in the Zhou and Shang Dynasties. At the end of the Han Dynasty, it was rarely used, and even the steps of the sacrificial sacrifices were chosen to be stepping and stepping, rather than ordinary steps. If the creation of steps exceeds the time of the Han Dynasty, it is easy to be unable to suppress this thing."

And their Buddhism was introduced to the Central Plains during the Eastern Han Dynasty, so they are even less qualified.

Who made their history too short, plus the strengths of the Buddhist sect are not subjugating demons... not that weird opponent at all.

Not as good as the head of the Heavenly Master Way.

After the little celestial master finished reading, with great perseverance, he picked up the money sword and flew the monster, so that the monster fell directly on the dew plate of the Huabiao pillar. The colored glaze four-eared thin clay pot .

The strange thing is that it was originally a real object, and it must be the real thing, because the little celestial master flew up with a money sword; but it landed on the glazed four-eared thin clay pot, but it was a phantom, and it fell directly into the pot. disappeared.

At the same time, the nine bronze mirrors brought by the little celestial master hung in the air around the thin pottery pot, and the thin pottery pot was emitting smoke. The color is ominous.

After the black smoke merged with the dark clouds in the sky, there was a torrential downpour, which was like splashing water.

But after the rain fell on the ground, it didn't make the ground wet, but disappeared without a trace, and the surrounding coldness became even worse. The little celestial master turned his head and glanced at Dugu Haoyan, and Dugu Haoyan flew towards the sky very quickly. Ten shots!

It's like a signal flare.

The red dots can be seen in the sky, but they are actually high-concentration cinnabar flashing. Secretary Xiao Xia watched for a long time before muttering: "I hope the guard battalion won't misunderstand that something happened here that needs their support... …”

The downpour disappeared after Dugu Haoyan fired more than twenty shots, the surroundings were still dry, and the wind was no longer icy cold.

It was still the temperature in late spring and early summer.

Even hotter then a little bit.

The little celestial master saw that the big bronze tripod was almost cooked, so he threw all the sacrificial food into it, not to mention the smell.

I took two more pieces of tortoise shells, carved something on them with the money sword, threw the tortoise shells into the small bronze tripod, and drew something in the air with the money sword. There was a "crackling" sound from the bronze tripod, as if it was on fire inside, burning the tortoise shell.

But there is obviously nothing in the small bronze tripod?

Until later, the dark clouds in the sky gradually shrunk, but they still enveloped them all the time, and light rain fell, this time it was really raining.

It's just that the rainwater smells a little bit!

Secretary Xiaoxia frowned looking at the stinky rain.

The little celestial master has already taken down the colored glaze four-eared thin pottery pot from the dew bearing plate of the Huabiao pillar, and the nine bronze mirrors have also been taken down.

He put away his bronze mirror first.

Then he put the glazed four-eared clay pot on the altar, stretched out his hand, and opened the sealed piece!

The most important thing is that he didn't hurt this cultural relic in the slightest.

But the lid of the jar was indeed open!

Dugu Haoyan was right next to the little celestial master, like a guardian deity. Now that he had no guns and ammunition in his hand, he took out the Northern Emperor dagger.

He won't easily get out of this protective treasure.

But once it is out of the sheath, it is invincible!

"It's okay." The little celestial master was already sweating profusely: "Look at it, this is a weird monster bone."

Dugu Haoyan was taken aback for a moment, then he glanced at the thin clay pot.

I don’t know when, the light rain has stopped. Although the dark clouds have not dissipated, they have thinned a lot. On the airport where the sun is still unabated, only the ground is wet. .

The light is enough to see the contents clearly, and this thin clay pot is actually not that deep.

The inside of the thin clay pot is very clean, it is a natural primary color, and then there is a... no, it is a thin bone in the shape of a circle, in the pale white color, there is a trace of red, which is particularly conspicuous.

It looks a bit like a snake bone, but the hollow is about the thickness of a thumb, which is a bit different from a snake bone.

A small circle is at the bottom of the jar.

"This is the demon bone?" This real appearance really surprised Dugu Haoyan, something smaller than a snake bone, like a bug's bone.

Bugs with bones are rare, and for so many years, at least 2000 years, no bones are rotten, and there is a thin red line, which looks a little shocking.

"This red line is left by the spirit of this big demon, just to prevent its bones from being corroded or destroyed. Its demon soul is no longer there, and it was just a phantom left by it just now." Tianshi wiped off his sweat: "It's just a phantom, so let me go all out. If it's the real body, I probably can't beat it."

"I can see it." Dugu Haoyan was also quite surprised: "It's just a phantom? I thought it was real!"

"It's a phantom." The little celestial master sighed: "The big monster is the big monster. After so many years of death, a remaining phantom makes it difficult for us to deal with it."

If they were alive, they would all have to be its rations.

Head Zhang and the others looked at it for a long time, and found that it should be over, so they came together one by one: "Is it all right?"

"It's fine." The little celestial master turned back: "It's just right, you should also take a look, this is the skeleton of the big monster."

Everyone gathers together, and it's not easy for the little celestial master to get them all together... That's impossible, the mouth of the jar is too small, okay?

He used the rough birch bark inner flesh, and took out the bones inside by wrapping ginseng with ginseng.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but everyone felt a sense of resentment rushing towards their faces, and over there, Dugu Haoyan had already quickly taken the small coffin made of purple gold, and the little celestial master quickly put the bones into it. In the small coffin, and then closed the lid.

The little celestial master didn't put the nails directly, but put the small purple gold coffin on the altar, and now he burned all the tributes on the altar, no matter how it was burned, it was a sacrifice anyway.

He took out two unburnt tortoise shells from the small bronze tripod, threw them on the altar, and looked at them for a long time: "Huh!"

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Go to the Taklimakan desert tomorrow, find a quicksand pit, and bury the small Zijin coffin."

"Yes, yes!" Secretary Xiao Xia also came over, but because he was a little scared, he couldn't squeeze in. Of course, the innermost ones are Xiao Tianshi and Dugu Haoyan, and the outer circle is headed by Zhang Sect. There are several Taoist masters, the third floor is Buddhist masters and some lay masters, Secretary Xiaoxia himself posted outside the third circle, and one person became the fourth circle... the one on the outermost: "I have already arranged , Tomorrow we will directly take a special plane to go there, and then take a military helicopter in the local area.”

All the way is the flight path, fast!

"That's good." The little celestial master said: "Please help me with a ceremony to save this great monster, and then I will seal the coffin and nail it on."

"This is no problem!" Although the little celestial master said so, the Buddhist disciples and laymen all took a step back. Without the long history of Daoism, they would not get involved in such things.

It is estimated that Secretary Xiaoxia also saw the embarrassment of Fomen. At this moment, nothing can be moved here, but the plane was driven away.

And everything here was immediately covered by a huge tent. It was noon, and everyone was a little exhausted, so they hurried back to wash up and have lunch.

Lunch is still simple, simple, delicious, and affordable, as long as you are full.

Within two hours after lunch, Secretary Xiao Xia sent off the Buddhists respectfully.

Only the Taoists are left behind.

All afternoon, the little celestial master and everyone in the door were chanting scriptures.