Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 306

"Pray? Do you want something?"

The two couples looked at each other, Ye Wen asked.

"Just the things that are usually used to set up an altar are enough, nothing else is needed!"

"Okay, let's just pray, I'll prepare what you want!" Ye Wen said with another look at Zhang Yongcheng.

So he took out a pen and paper and wrote down what he needed, and Ip Man immediately went out to prepare.

It seemed that they believed in themselves more than they imagined, and it should be the efficacy of the elixir that made them trust so much.

According to him, he has been to many medical clinics and Western doctors, and they all said that the cure is not good, but now he will be cured all at once, and he has fully believed it.

Set up the Dharma altar in the courtyard at night, there are ready-made talismans, so I don’t need to draw any more. Unfortunately, I didn’t receive the talismans, so I didn’t have the great seal of the sect, so it was more difficult to communicate with the world.

But with the system mall here, the disaster relief charms produced by other fellow Taoists should be able to avoid everything.

Zhixing was dressed in Taoist attire, holding a black wooden sword, and Ye Wen and his wife were holding their children. There was a maid who took his children to sleep.

Seeing that the time was almost up, with a swipe of the wooden sword in his hand, the incense candle was instantly lit.

This is a technique, while Zhixing is more direct, a little fire-type aura, and flexible control is enough.

Stretch out the wooden sword again, and recite the incantation.

The nine qi and the blue sky, the star god, shines on Dongxiang, and the cave reflects the nine gates.

Turn the candle to the sun, sweep away the filth and atmosphere.

Enlightened boy, guard our porch.

Conquer the demons and bundle the demons, and face the emperor.

Flattering the righteous way, red books and jade texts.

The fate of the nine heavens, the biography of Shelongyi.

Putianan Town, I have to fly fairy.

In the southern Dantian, the three qi flows.

The shining star turns the candle, and the hole shines on the sun.

There is Chi Jing, an enlightened soul boy.

The general guards the fire soldiers and guards the Sangong.

Slash evil spirits, cut evil spirits.

Inherited by the Northern Emperor, there are eight storms.

Liu Ling Jiao Huan, dare to disobey.

The righteous way is popular, and I enjoy the power.

Guarantee the eternal existence of the sky, and there will be no end to billions of kalpas.

The sky of Qiqi, Taibai**.

The golden gate shines brightly, and the cave shines in the dark.

Among them is Suhuang, whose name is Emperor Ling.

Protect the gods and protect the town, guard my body.

Cut off the source of evil, enlighten the righteous way.

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The Supreme Zhenxuan Five Spirits Laojun should summon the Kung Cao Envoy, the Left and Right Dragon and Tiger Lords, the Incense Holder Envoy, and the Three Qi Zhengshen to urgently go to the pass to entrust the three True Yuan Dao Lords.

I am now burning incense, preparing a meal, and setting up a memorial ceremony. I would like to honor you as the master of the memorial ceremony, and I would like to honor you as the master of the memorial ceremony. The rest of the ceremony is sincere and contains Qingci.

I wish that the qi from the Taishang Ten Fang Zhengzheng will flow down into the bodies of the ministers and others, so that the ministers can enlighten them, and quickly reach the path to the true infinity way, the Sanqing sage, the Haotian Jade Emperor God.

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After reading the scriptures, he went to the front of the Dharma altar, stepped on the seven stars, took out the disaster relief talisman with his left hand and threw it up, and suddenly it was fixed in the air.

Zhixing kept waving the wooden sword, and there were so many figures that they were so close to the naked eye that they couldn't see clearly.

After the dance, Mu Jianchen stabbed the talisman upwards, and it turned into golden light as fast as lightning and shone on the baby.

Ip Man reacted quickly and couldn't help but want to block it. Then he thought it was a blessing and stopped immediately.

The golden light shone on the baby in Zhang Yongcheng's arms like a spotlight, and after a while, all of it entered his body.

After Zhixing finished reading, he looked at it with the eyes of the sky under the light of the candle, and the talismans of fellow Taoists from other worlds were really extraordinary, and all the disasters disappeared all of a sudden.

"Okay, your children will live without disaster or misfortune from now on!"

Regardless of whether Ye Wen and his wife were still dumbfounded, they said directly.

Ye Wen woke up first and immediately expressed his gratitude and said: "What was that just now? Are you a god?"

"I'm not a god, just an ordinary Taoist priest!" Zhixing corrected him.

After hearing this, his eyes lit up and he said, "Is cultivating so powerful?"

"Not every cultivator is like this. Out of a hundred Taoist priests, one of them is that powerful!"

"It turns out that practicing Taoism is so difficult!" Ye Wen murmured after hearing this.

"Yes, otherwise there wouldn't be so many fake Taoist priests. Who would be willing to be a fake Taoist priest if he could become a real Taoist priest!"

Ye Wen probably thought of himself again, and nodded after a while.

After finishing, Zhixing went to rest, and Ye Wen was packing things by himself.

Then I walked around Foshan for two days, and suddenly realized that this Foshan was not that Foshan, it just had the same name.

It's a pity that before rebirth, I didn't care much about history, and I didn't listen carefully in class, and read it directly. Even with a super brain, there is no way to emerge knowledge out of thin air.

So even if you look at the history now, you don't know the difference from the previous life.

But I know that there must be some problem, there are cultivators, there are ghosts and gods, if there were them in the past life, no matter how secretive they are, they can't get over it.

I didn't know about the history before traveling, because there is no comparison, so what if I know.

If you have seen it, you may know whether the world you are in now is the same world as before.

In a few years, I will go to Hongxi Village to see it. All the origins of the contract revolve around the history of Hongxi Village.

Anyway, there are still a few years left, no matter what the world is, we can still live.

After shopping for two days, I set foot on the journey again.

A few days later, it was New Year's Eve.

In times of hunger, many families still eat well on this night.

What is rare is that most of the people let go of their burdens and enjoy the rare few days of getting together with relatives and friends.

"Hey, why is there so much evil spirit over there, and it's still a living blood evil spirit!"

It flies up into the sky, and when you look down, there is a village below, noisy and noisy, with torches slashing back and forth, in a mess.

Looking closer, one by one, the gangsters with their heads wrapped in black scarves were robbing and killing people.

Zhixing was furious, a small knife appeared in his hand, and with a movement of thought power, it flew out instantly, cutting the necks of those thieves.

Entering from the front and exiting from the back, reaping the lives of the gangsters.

As fast as lightning, more than a dozen people fell down before other gangsters found out, but it was too late. Before they wanted to react, the throwing knife had already passed through their necks.

The one at the back was obviously the leader, with less than forty people with him, and he was the only one left after a while, standing with a big knife in his hand with a dazed expression on his face.

Zhixing fell behind him, knocked off his big knife with a slap, and dragged him tens of meters away with a ground shrinking technique.

Prepare to be interrogated in a quieter place.

"Tell me, how many people do you have?"

Seeing him in horror, without waiting for him to wake up, he pressed his palm on his forehead and read his memory for a while.

They are called black scarves, and they wear black scarves as a mark. They walked from the mountain to the village for two days.

There are a total of about 200 people. In the past, there were 500 of them, and they ran around. After being besieged by the army, the three masters brought the rest of the people here to find the mountain and occupy the mountain as king.

After losing a lot of supplies, they were almost hungry, so taking advantage of tonight's New Year's Eve, the three leaders led their men to rob several villages.

They used to burn, kill, loot, and do all kinds of evil. Although they would not destroy a village, they would always kill some people to show their threat.

After Zhixing read the memory, he took another look at the village with consciousness, and three or four people died temporarily.

They only cared about robbery and didn't encounter resistance, so they didn't kill more people.

How guilty the villagers are, they feel sad.

The flying knife flew over and passed through the leader's neck in an instant.

(End of this chapter)