Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Seeing Wang Xuebin squatting down, Lin Yimei shook his head and sighed, took a step forward, and explained:

"Back then, I linked up the earth's energy here and set up a large feng shui array, one to dispel Chu Renmei's evil spirit, and the other to trap the ghost and prevent it from committing crimes recklessly.

The third, and most important point, is actually to leave a magic weapon that can subdue Chu Renmei for future generations! "

As he said that, he drew a soul-fixing talisman in the void with his right hand, and punched it into Chu Renmei's body out of thin air. Chu Renmei, who was struggling and howling on the ground, seemed to become a piece of wood in an instant, not moving.

"The so-called terrain kun, a gentleman carries things with virtue, and the spirit of the earth, carries and transforms everything!

In the future, the auspicious earth qi will dissipate the evil spirit, and while the evil spirit is eliminated, it will also be gradually assimilated by the earth's energy.

If Chu Renmei, who has been assimilated by the earth's energy, escapes before the evil spirit is completely eliminated, then the earth's energy here will become the best weapon to subdue Chu Renmei!

This is what I left behind to prevent people from using ghosts to do evil, but I didn't expect that in the end, I left it to myself..."

Hearing the helpless tone of Daoist Yimei, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but feel a little speechless. In fact, I really can't blame Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin for this matter!

Let me talk about Wang Xuebin first. He himself is not interested in Fengshui. In his opinion, all mountains and rivers look the same.

And the most important thing is that he has elemental magic in his hands, no matter what the landform is, it is something that he can get at his fingertips. It is really difficult for him to search for dragons and acupuncture points from any mountains and rivers!

Besides, Uncle Jiu, it's not that Uncle Jiu doesn't understand Fengshui, on the contrary, Uncle Jiu's knowledge of Fengshui is actually not shallow, but it depends on who he compares with!

Uncle Nine's father, Lin Yimei, was originally a Taoist genius, but because his whole body was exhausted, he had no hope of progressing in alchemy. In desperation, he could only specialize in the way of magic.

After decades of research, the attainment of Feng Shui has reached the level of ghosts and gods!

However, Uncle Jiu had an impulsive temperament when he was young, and he preferred the decisive Taoist attacking technique, and was not interested in messy Fengshui spells.

After reaching middle age, he turned to practice Fengshui with great concentration. Although Uncle Jiu's talent is not as good as his father's, he is still a person with outstanding understanding.

After years of study, Uncle Jiu's attainments in Fengshui are not superficial. Compared with ordinary people, he can definitely be regarded as a master Fengshui master!

But if compared with his father, it is still difficult to compare.

It's not that Uncle Jiu doesn't work hard, but that the Taoist priest is too perverted!

Not to mention anything else, Uncle Jiu couldn't understand the feng shui array set up by Daoist Yimei after studying it for ten years!

The feng shui formations that Daoist Yimei set up in Huangshan Village and Dongpinggou are actually two variants of the same formation. Not only are the effects the same, but the formation ideas and magic tools used are also similar.

Uncle Jiu has lived in Dongpinggou for ten years, and when he has nothing to do, he always takes the manuscript left by Yimei Daoist to figure out his formation ideas.

However, the idea of ​​forming a formation with one eyebrow and one eyebrow is usually tailored to local conditions, too wild and unconstrained, and there is no rules to follow, making it really impossible for Uncle Jiu to study it.

If you don't even know how to start it, how can you perceive the deep meaning of Yimei Daochang?

"...Master... Do you think we should get rid of this Chu Renmei first..."

Hearing what Daoist Yimei said, Wang Xuebin couldn't help but change the subject. To be honest, he understood every word that Daoist Yimei said, but he couldn't understand it together.

"Ugh..."

Seeing this, Daoist Yimei let out a long sigh, and didn't say anything. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so let him go!

"Chu Renmei..."

Looking at the ghost on the ground, he raised his eyebrows and shook his head, then sighed, "Ghost, ghost, if there is no overwhelming resentment, who would be willing to be a ghost?"

Saying that, Daoist Yimei raised his hand to lead, and a gossip mirror flew down from the high altar. He took the gossip mirror, checked it carefully, looked up at Wang Xuebin, and asked softly:

"Do you have any containers there? Bottles, altars, jars and the like, as long as they can be sealed!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin didn't even think about it, he simply took out a thermos cup and handed it to Daoist Yimei with both hands.

Daoist Yimei took the thermos cup, checked and fiddled with it, and figured out how to use it, then calmed down and started to practice.

The gossip mirror was attached to the bottom of the thermos cup, and the mouth of the cup was aimed at Chu Renmei. Then, he drew another talisman out of thin air and wiped it on the cup.

I saw the metal thermos cups gradually glowing with fluorescence, and silver lights flickered in the mountain village, as if echoing something.

"Edict!"

With Yimei Daochang drinking violently, the silver lights all over the mountains and plains quickly shrank towards the thermos cup, and the silver lights formed a shining cocoon outside the fluorescently flashing thermos cup.

The silver cocoon shrunk and became smaller, and slowly attached to the outer wall of the thermos cup. Seeing this, Daoist One raised his eyebrows, and the bottom of the cup swirled, and Chu Renmei, who was frozen on the ground and could not move, instantly turned into a ball of black The brown ghost was sucked into the cup.

"seal up!"

He drew a talisman out of thin air again, wiped it on the mouth of the cup, then tightened the lid, and handed it to Wang Xuebin.

"Here, as long as you don't break this container, Chu Renmei will not be able to escape. You guys keep it. Whether it's suppression or supersedation, I'll leave it up to you to decide!"

The Taoist priest with one eyebrow spoke with a very indifferent expression, as if he had done something unworthy of mentioning.

But it was this understatement that made Wang Xuebin's heart agitated. He knew that this was Yimei Taoist priest showing him the power of Fengshui!

Taking advantage of the characteristics of the earth's energy here, turning a mortal object into an extraordinary magic weapon, this kind of ability can definitely be called miraculous!

He took the thermos cup with both hands, carefully inspected it, and saw that the thermos cup was overflowing with inspiration and brilliance. If he hadn't bought this thermos cup himself, he couldn't believe it was a thermos cup.

"My God..."

Seeing Wang Xuebin's shocked expression, Daoist One-Browed showed a veiled smile, let you little bastards not practice well, be dumbfounded!

Although it is said that children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, how many fathers are willing to see their offspring inferior to the next generation?

That is to say, he can't stay in Yangjian for a long time, otherwise, he has to teach Uncle Jiu a good lesson, what can he do, take advantage of No.1, return Uncle Jiu, bah!

"Heh~ Guanlan, I have to go, then you help me tell your elder brother, let him practice hard, don't slack off in his practice!"

Daoist with one eyebrow bit the word "big brother" very hard, Wang Xuebin was terrified when he heard it, and nodded quickly in agreement.

"Don't worry, I'll explain...Big brother!"

"Haha...ok...take care of yourself, I'm leaving!"

As he spoke, he saw a golden light flash in Uncle Jiu's eyes, and a sharp light shot from the sky cap into the void, and disappeared.

As for Uncle Jiu, his feet went limp and he collapsed on the ground, looking around blankly, letting out a foul breath.

"Is this... solved?"

Looking at Uncle Jiu in a daze, Wang Xuebin raised the thermos in his hand and shook it gently.

"That's right, it's solved...it's easy..."

Chapter 338 Kill!

"Come... Big... Uh... Ninth Uncle, drink some water first!"

Wang Xuebin helped Uncle Jiu up, took out a chair, helped Uncle Jiu to sit down, took out a cup of steaming herbal tea, and gave it to him.

As one of the most core means of Daoism, inviting magic is extremely costly and dangerous.

Whether it is a god or a patriarch, if one comes to the mortal world, the body borrowed must be the caster's own, which not only consumes mana, but also requires a lot of physical strength.

The caster not only needs to provide the physical and mana power of the fairy ancestor's actions, but also suffers from spiritual oppression at all times.

If the spiritual defense line is lost, then the thinking of the ancestors and gods will affect the purity of self-thinking.

Once one's own thinking is influenced by the thinking of a patriarch or a god, then this person will be schizophrenic at least, or delirious at worst!

Normal life will become a problem, not to mention any cultivation!

Therefore, until the critical moment of life and death, very few people are willing to use this technique!

Uncle Jiu really couldn't think of a way this time, so he made such a desperate effort out of desperation.

Fortunately, everything was safe and sound!

"Then... what about that ghost?"

Uncle Jiu raised his trembling hands, picked up the herbal tea, took a sip, let out a long breath, leaned on the back of the chair, and asked in a relaxed manner.

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin handed over the thermos in his hand.

"Here, here, it has been sealed here. The uncle said, whether to kill or to save, let us figure it out!"

"uncle?"

"Yes, sir!"

Said, Wang Xuebin shrugged gently, said with a smile:

"Lin Yimei, Uncle Lin, he did it himself!"

"What, old bean..."

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu almost choked to death on his own saliva!

As the caster of inviting gods, Uncle Jiu can't control which gods he can summon, although the gods here do not refer to gods who have transcended dimensions.

Thinking about it, I can understand that my younger brother has been wronged, and as a boss, of course he will help out, but the problem is that the younger brother has too many bosses, and who should let him stand out.

Those with too high a status will definitely not go, the younger brother has conflicts with the boys of other clubs, it is definitely inappropriate to ask the leader to help you find a place!

The various halls may not necessarily be there, my younger brother, with a low status, the various halls will definitely not directly help the younger brother to find a place, at most help to make peace, or directly take the opportunity to suppress the hostile association.

Competing with horse boys from other clubs is really a bit embarrassing.

Therefore, the ones that the little brother can really pull over are actually Sijiuzi!

They are also younger brothers, but their qualifications are different, and no one can say for sure whether they will achieve high or low in the future, so these four or nine boys are very happy to help.

And the Sijiuzi here refers to the patriarch of the sect!

As a disciple of the younger generation, Uncle Nine certainly couldn't call a certain patriarch to come and possess him by name. He can only say that the disciple is in trouble, and see which patriarch has time, come and help out!

The Cloud Piercing Arrow was thrown out, but Uncle Jiu couldn't be sure which god came from it!

When the ancestors and sages arrive, as a caster, the only thing he can do in the end is to describe who the enemy is. After that, he must guard his mind to prevent his mind from falling out!

But I didn't expect that this time I invited God to invite my old man. This is really...

"...Uh...my old man...that is, you, Uncle Lin...do you have any orders..."

Hearing Uncle Jiu's hesitant tone, Wang Xuebin was silent for a moment, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, pulled himself together, sat up straight, and said in a deep voice:

"I'm ready, you say it, no matter what he says, I can accept it!

He is small-minded, has a bad temper, dirty mouth, and long-winded words, and he always misses the point. I have been with him for so many years, and I know what kind of person he is better than you, so you can speak boldly! "

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin opened his eyes wide, looked at Uncle Jiu with disbelief, hesitated for a while, and then said slowly:

"Uncle Lin just asked me to ask you to practice hard, study hard and practice hard, and the rest is nothing..."

"...That's it?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin nodded again and again, and said sincerely:

"That's it!"

"...Then...why are you hesitating?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's voice that was obviously raised an octave, Wang Xuebin didn't dare to hide it, and quickly explained:

"No... It's just that Uncle Lin said that you are my elder brother according to your seniority, so you don't want to take advantage of him. That's what I'm embarrassed to say... After all, Uncle Jiu is used to it. ..”

"...Did he also say the word loss..."

Sure enough, it was Uncle Jiu who found the key to the problem at a glance. Looking at Uncle Jiu's gloomy eyes, Wang Xuebin confessed from the heart.

"...No, this is the modal particle I added for Uncle Lin. I think he must mean this, so I added it for him!"

"Whoo~"

Uncle Jiu let out a sigh of relief, and slowly closed his eyes. If he didn't have the strength now, he would have to kill this little bastard!

I really thought he was from the south and didn't understand Northeast dialect!

"Uncle Jiu! Brother Bin! I'm here to help you!"

With a shout, Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin's attention was diverted, and the two turned their heads to look at the person who came.

I saw Lin Sir taking the lead and running fast. Not far behind him, Wei Zai was carrying a box, panting heavily, and chasing after him.

"Huh? Why are they here!"

When Uncle Jiu saw the person coming, he couldn't help but frowned, and beside him, Wang Xuebin frowned even tighter!

"Uncle Jiu... I remember... we still have a ghost that hasn't been wiped out yet!"

"Ok?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu was shocked, and looked at Wei Zai and Lin Sir with a look of surprise on his face.