This heavenly master is not serious

"nonsense!"

Xu Yang turned over his hands and took out the "Altar", incense burner, incense candles and other items from the storage space. While playing with them, he said: "Humans have souls. If you have a soul, you can become a ghost after death... Provided that the soul has not been destroyed. .”

He moved skillfully and soon placed seven candles around Chris' body.

Flames burst out from his fingertips.

Seven candles light the flame.

Xu Yang set up the altar, lit three pillars of incense in front of the altar, then took out the peach wood sword, stepped on the Seven Stars and Bagua, and began to practice "soul calling".

Wang Lin stood outside the prison and said: "People in the West believe in God and believe that people should go to hell or go to heaven after death... In their myths, they are full of angels, fallen angels, and messengers of hell. Something like that...I thought they were different from us after death."

Wow...

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew by.

Inside the prison, a sinister wind was blowing everywhere.

The incense in the incense burner burns towards the roots at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The candlelight on the seven candles was constantly swaying with the cold wind, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Wang Lin looked intently and saw an illusory figure standing up slowly on top of Chris's body.

"Damn it!"

"The people from the Taoist sect are simply too scary..."

"I'll beat you to death, and I won't even spare your soul!"

Wiping the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead, Wang Lin felt a chill down his spine.

The illusive figure's eyes were confused and confused, as if he was unconscious.

"The soul from thousands of miles away is here, rushing into the body... the soul is back!"

Xu Yang muttered words, and a "soul summoning talisman" flew up in his hand. The talisman was picked up on the tip of the peach wood sword and burned directly.

The illusory figure that looked exactly like Chris then became solid, and the confusion in his eyes no longer existed, replaced by clarity.

Chris: “…”

He lowered his head and looked at his body.

"Ding!"

"The werewolf was frightened, and the merit value is +100."

"Ding!"

"The werewolf was frightened, and the merit value is +100."

"Ding……"

Chris was dumbfounded and cried: "Master Xu Tian... please, please let me go. The way our werewolf family treats traitors is too cruel. If I take you back, your life will be worse than death."

Xu Yang put away the mahogany sword and said with a smile: "You are already dead, what are you afraid of?"

Chris: "???"

Ah this...

It seems that what you say does make sense?

Xu Yang added: "Your race has abandoned you in Daxia for more than twenty years and has never cared about your life or death. They abandoned you first. Besides, I only let you lead the way, and I didn't ask you to kill you." How can you call a tribesman a traitor?"

this……

This seems to be the case!

Chris fell silent.

"Your body is dead, and only a ghost remains... If you want to survive, this is your only choice."

"After you think about it, tell Wang Lin and he will convey it to me."

Xu Yang flicked his fingers, and a little spiritual fire flew out from his fingertips, burning Chris's body, then turned around and strode out of the prison... After Chris died, it was no longer possible to obtain "Physique" and "Self-Healing" from him. "Strength", then there is no need to waste more time on him.

Leave the prison.

Xu Yang was away from Wang Lin and visited the work of the Spirit Management Bureau.

The Wucheng Spirit Management Bureau branch is now very prosperous.

The last expansion of recruitment recruited a large number of "folk strange" masters. With the addition of these people, the overall strength of the Wucheng branch has been greatly improved, and the manpower is also much more abundant.

The most important thing is...

There are three Taoists in the Wucheng branch, there are three of them, all of them were excavated from the private sector!

When they encounter supernatural cases in the future, they no longer have to use the warrior's "qi and blood" to act recklessly. When they recruited these three Taoist cultivators, the Wucheng branch was very happy for a long time.

But soon they discovered...

Wucheng, there are no more supernatural cases!

Yes!

In Wucheng, a large city, there are very few supernatural cases.

Even if a ghost commits a crime, the "culprit" will be tied up and brought to justice by the ghosts in the Wucheng area without even having to take action from the Spiritual Management Bureau. Before the Spiritual Management Bureau knows about it.

This is a good thing.

The people at the Spiritual Administration Bureau were so happy.

Nowadays, the main task of the Wucheng Spiritual Management Bureau is to deal with some "disputes in the world". The remaining time can be freely used to practice with peace of mind.

"Master Xu Tian."

Wang Lin called the three Taoist cultivators over and said: "To be honest...I brought you here because I want you to give some advice to these three colleagues in the bureau. They are all from wild backgrounds and know little about Taoism. , our bureau is all warriors, they are rough guys..."

The three Taoist cultivators looked a little cautious when facing Xu Yang.

As Wang Lin said, they are indeed "wild people".

Being able to enter the monastic world depends either on the "secret books" passed down by the ancestors of the family, or on being lucky enough to find them from street vendors... These "secret books" all have one thing in common, and that is "remnants of scrolls".

This is just a fragment.

In addition, it is actually very rare to be able to get started and achieve some success without anyone's guidance, which shows that these three people have good talents in cultivation.

Xu Yang looked at the three of them.

The three are of different ages.

One of them was about sixty years old, with a hunched waist and a slightly gray beard. However, due to his cultivation, his energy and spirit were very full, and his cultivation level was about the sixth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

Xu Yang asked: "Uncle, how old are you this year? If I read correctly, you should be practicing Quanzhen Kung Fu, right?"

The uncle said: "I am sixty-four this year, and I don't know what I practice...I used to collect rags. About seven or eight years ago, I received an old Taoist book, which also recorded some moves. I thought It’s very interesting, so I’ll practice along with it.”

“Unexpectedly, after practicing for a period of time, I am no longer deaf, my waist is no longer sore, my back is no longer painful, and even the frozen shoulder that has troubled me for many years has been cured. I jumped, my body was like that of a young man, and I just persevered.”

Xu Yang: "......"

Why is this line so familiar?

When I was a kid, I often saw it on TV commercials...

The uncle continued: "I have recently become obsessed with Taoist talismans, but I can't draw the feeling. I heard that you, Xu Tianshi, are the number one Taoist talisman in our country, so I would like to ask Xu Tianshi for your advice."

Xu Yang said: "Uncle, please draw a picture of your best Taoist talisman and let me have a look."

The old man took the talisman pen and ink, tremblingly, and finally completed the talisman after thirty minutes.

Xu Yang looked at the Taoist talisman that looked like a dog's claws crawling, and twitched the corner of his mouth, saying: "Old man, this is..."

The uncle said proudly: "This is a fortune talisman. It is one of the Taoist talismans I am best at. I have been practicing it for three years."

Xu Yang pondered for a long time and said: "Uncle, you are not young anymore. You can just treat Fu Dao as a hobby..."

The old man asked: "Master Xu Tian, ​​please comment, how do I do with my Taoist talismans?"

Xu Yang was embarrassed and could only nod: "It's okay, it's okay."

But the young man among the three "folk Taoist cultivators" scolded: "Bad Liu, how are your paintings? Don't you have a good idea of ​​your AC?"

This young Taoist cultivator is named "Yang Ze".

He is a member of the Hui clan. He practices the Zhengyi method and the sixth level of Qi refining.

According to what he said, he has been cultivating Taoism for nine years. He wants to break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining Realm, but he always feels that he is not close.

Xu Yang couldn't help but ask: "You Hui people, don't you believe in Allah Muhammad? Can you also practice Taoism?"

Yang Ze scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "Cultivating Taoism... has nothing to do with faith."

Xu Yang then said: "The Qi Refining Realm is also called foundation building in Taoism... This foundation building is just like building a house. The stronger the foundation is, the more stable it is, the better. The seventh level of the Qi Refining Realm is also called foundation building in the Qi Refining Realm. It is called the late stage of Qi Refining Realm, and it is considered a small bottleneck in the Qi Refining Realm stage. It is normal for it to be difficult to break through. You don’t have to worry, just practice with peace of mind."

The third "folk Taoist cultivator" is about forty years old.

His cultivation level is the lowest among the three, only the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm.

The Tao method of cultivation is also quite strange. It is probably passed down by some unknown "little Tao sect". The cultivation level is superficial and the foundation is not solid.

But he is quite talented in "Tao Fu".

I originally drew a "wealth talisman". It only took 10 minutes to complete, and there was a faint sense of Taoism in it.

This made Xu Yang look at him differently...

This person is at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Realm, but he has vaguely come into contact with the essence of "Tao" through the "Tao Talisman". This is very rare. He immediately praised him and said: "You have good talent, but your Tao skills are too poor." , are you interested in joining me to practice the Pure Brightness Path?"

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "I have to discuss this with my wife and children."

"OK!"

Xu Yang left his contact information and said with a smile: "After you discuss it with your family, give me a call..."

After leaving the Wucheng branch, Xu Yang called the old man and told the old man about the man. The old man heard the words and said happily: "We Jingming Dao disciples have quite a lot of talents in cultivation, but there is one who is good at drawing talismans." No...Grandpa, I am worried that no one will pass on my ability to draw talismans, so I asked Li Yuanchang to go to Wucheng and bring him back as soon as possible."

"OK."

Xu Yang said: "After Li Yuanchang arrives in Wucheng, let him come to see me first."

The following days.

Became calmer.

In the northwest, Xu Yang was in charge and nine ghosts and immortals were in charge, but nothing happened.

In other places in Daxia, I heard that evil spirits attacked the city and caused some losses. However, these troubles were quickly put down by the local sects and aristocratic families.

October 25, 2023, the twenty-eighth day of the eighth lunar month.

It has been thirteen days since the third spiritual energy recovery.

Early in the morning, Xu Yang got up and went to the playground with his wives to play...

And while he was playing.

The border of Daxia.

in the sea.

A small island shrouded in clouds and mist, suspended above the sea.

This small island did not exist originally. It only surfaced from the bottom of the sea 13 days ago.

The entire island is actually a cave. There are many buildings on the island, but... they are not lively.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

In a building, a bald man sat on a bone throne, smashed a golden wine glass on the ground, and said angrily: "A bunch of trash... a bunch of trash, you can't handle such a small thing, what do you want?" use?"

"I don't have a single maid or servant on my big Devil's Island. Is this ridiculous?"

below.

Several disciples knelt on the ground and shivered.

One of them said: "Island Master, you don't know... Today's Daxia is no longer the Daxia of the past. It is too difficult to kidnap a few people!"

The bald man's eyes widened: "I just want a few maids to serve me, is this difficult?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Just then, a laugh came.

Then a figure appeared in the hall, but it was a man dressed in white and carrying a long sword on his back. He smiled and said: "Master of Alcatraz Island, don't be angry...don't you just want a few maids? Turn around?" Just pick a batch from my Blood Demon Island."

"Master of the Bloody Palace!"

The bald man's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "I want some maids, but it's not your turn to give alms from the Blood Demon Palace... Tell me, why did you come to my Alcatraz Island?"

The man in white smiled and said: "Master of Alcatraz Island, there was a little misunderstanding between us, but that was all back then... Back then, our thirty-six overseas fairy islands were connected with each other. After a catastrophe, now only I landed on eighteen fairy islands."

"Now that we are born again...but the world has already changed."

"Three days ago, I went to Daxia, just looking for some blood food. I was stopped by people from Maoshan Road. They also threatened me that if I didn't abide by the laws of Daxia, they would call me Blood Evil Palace. Turn into ashes."

"Six days ago, the second leader of the Haisha Gang was shot dead on the spot by a man named Wanghou just because he killed an ordinary person on the street of Kyoto City in Daxia... My Thirty-Six Immortal Islands overseas have been famous in the world for many years. All of the island owners are land immortals, but now they have fallen into this situation..."

"Lord of Alcatraz Island, don't you want to resist?"

As he spoke, the figure of the man in white suddenly became unreal.

In place, only an invitation was left.

The voice of the man in white resounded over Alcatraz Island.

"Three days later, on the first day of September... I would also like to ask the Lord of Alcatraz Island to come together to discuss important matters."

The owner of Alcatraz Island grabbed the note from the air, a look of contemplation flashed across his face.