Supernatural: I have a small world

Sun Cheng had cast the Quicksand Curse there, so even if ordinary people broke in by mistake, they would at most fall into the quicksand and be buried up to their chests.

After walking through an aisle less than ten meters long, what was revealed in front of him was a huge space with a length of 237 meters, a width of 20 meters, and a height of about five meters.

This underground space of [-] square meters is the underground dojo that Sun Cheng prepared for himself.

The four corners of the underground ashram correspond to the four directions of true east, true south, true west, and true north.

And there, the formation flags about two meters high on all sides are shining with precious light.

It was a formation flag that had reached the quality of a medium-grade magic weapon on all sides. After it was deployed, the four-element formation that was deployed was enough to resist Sun Cheng's full-strength shots dozens of times.

On the ground, there is a huge pentagram pattern.

It was the five-element formation that had not been activated, because after activation, one piece of five-element materials would be consumed each time, so Sun Cheng was not prepared to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

On the front, back, left, and right sides of the underground dojo, on the five walls that were smoothed and reinforced by Sun Cheng with his true energy, hundreds of talismans were densely pasted.

And in the center of the five-element formation in the underground dojo, there is a huge peach wood table right now.

Sun Cheng quickly walked to the altar, quickly took out a Taoist robe from the inner world and put it on himself.

He then took out several high-grade instruments and placed them on the altar one by one.

After doing all this, Sun Cheng's face turned cold.

"I don't care about your underworld, the yin and yang world, if you dare to plot against me... Let's come and see the real trick..."

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ps: I caught a cold, and felt dizzy and uncomfortable yesterday, only two chapters were updated.What is owed will be made up today and tomorrow! .

Chapter 112 (Subscription)

Picking up the gossip mirror on the Dharma altar, Sun Cheng held one side in each hand, and pointed the front round mirror of the gossip mirror at himself.

Silently chanted the law in the mouth: "Five elements rotate, yin and yang are reversed, condense the divine form, pardon!"

Two golden lights flashed in his eyes, and his figure suddenly appeared in the round mirror on the front of the gossip mirror.

Sun Cheng quickly picked up a straw figurine that he had made a long time ago from the altar.

He placed the Scarecrow in the round mirror on the front of the gossip mirror, and recited the mantra again.

"Yin and Yang are reversed, the five elements are rotated, and the shape is shaped by the gods, please!"

In the round mirror on the front of the gossip mirror, the sealed figure quickly disappeared.

At the same time, the scarecrow's face also began to change.

After finishing the stand-in villain, Sun Cheng put it aside.

He picked up the gossip mirror again, and put it in a specially sewn inner pocket on the inside of his Taoist robe.

After doing all this, Sun Cheng grabbed the mahogany sword that was put aside, condensed a stream of true energy on the dharma sword, and quickly glued a talisman from the dharma altar, chanting words in his mouth.

"Heaven officials bless you, ghosts guide you!"

With a wave of the dharma sword, the talisman ignited and turned into a ball of golden light and dispersed.

Sun Cheng picked up the Sanqing bell with his left hand, shook it a few times, then grabbed the yellow paper and coins next to him, and slammed them around.

In the underground dojo, a gust of wind blew in an instant.

Sun Cheng opened his yin and yang eyes, and immediately saw some ghosts attracted by the yellow paper and ghost coins.

He kept shaking the Sanqing bell in his hand, but he shouted and asked: "I'll ask, and you will answer, the reward is indispensable to you!"

After a person dies, most of them will automatically report to the underworld under the influence of the power of reception.

However, there are also some people who died in vain, or those who died with resentment, reluctance, and grief, because they still have memories of the world, they can resist the guidance of the power of attraction.

Over time, there will be lonely ghosts.

However, ghosts and shadowy things can't exist for too long in the mortal world.

Most of the lonely and wild ghosts will gradually dissipate between the heaven and the earth with the passage of time.

A few, after receiving incense offerings, can follow the ghosts into the underworld when the gate of ghosts is closed, and regain the chance of reincarnation.

And a very small number of evil ghosts and fierce ghosts are transformed from having their hands stained with human blood, or devouring weak ghosts.

The existence of this type of ghost is a great enemy to both living people and ghosts, so when monks find it, they will destroy it and gain a lot of merit.

The ones Sun Cheng summoned were the lonely ghosts wandering around the Sun residence.

Normally they would not dare to approach Sun's residence, but this time it was a special case and they were put into a batch.

Ghosts need incense and offerings to wash away the grievances stained on their bodies and reincarnate.

So most ghosts are very respectful.

A lot of yellow paper and Ming coins that Sun Cheng sprinkled were rolled up and danced by them, as if nodding.

He immediately asked: "Not long ago, there were dead ghosts who cursed me, who knows who they are and where they come from¨‖?"

It's quiet!

Sun Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a light move of his finger, a bundle of sandalwood flew towards the altar.

He held the sandalwood in his hand and whispered a mantra.

In the sight of those ghosts, the sandalwood in his hand soon seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light.

"I know what you are worried about. There is someone behind the other party, right? Someone tell me the answer. The incense I gave it is enough for an innocent soul to wash away his grievances and reincarnate..."

This time, the surrounding wind was blowing, and it was obvious that some ghosts couldn't bear it anymore.

Unfortunately, this is Sun Cheng's dojo.

The powerful talismans around exude coercion, and the four flags move automatically without wind, giving the ghosts a terrifying feeling that they may be torn apart at any time.

What's more, there is also a Taoist priest who does not know the depth of his strength.

After the wind blew for a while, an old voice sounded: "Master Daoist, I know...but you must not break your promise..."

Sun Cheng's yin and yang eyes quickly locked on to the opponent, who was an inconspicuous black figure in the corner.

After he poured his true energy into his eyes and activated his yin and yang eyes with all his strength, he could see clearly the image in the shadow, which was a tattered, pitch-black old man.

It turned out to be a poor ghost!

The so-called poor ghosts are ghosts that have no one to support them in life and no one to worship them after death.

Sun Cheng didn't say much, and took out three sticks of sandalwood from the bunch of sandalwood with his backhand, and the three sticks of sandalwood burned with a flick of his fingers.

The surrounding ghosts suddenly wanted to attack him excitedly, but he snorted coldly, and all their souls shook.

Seeing that the group of ghosts had been intimidated, Sun Cheng stretched out his hand to lightly grab the three burning incense sticks.

The sandalwood burned quickly and turned into a cloud of white mist, which he held in his hand.

The surrounding ghost gates were restless again, but this time, no ghosts dared to move again.

Sun Cheng grabbed the white cloud and threw it at the poor ghost.

The poor ghost swallowed the white cloud with excitement, and then hiccupped.

The next moment, a large amount of black mist gushed out from his ghost body, forcing the surrounding ghosts to avoid it again and again, lest they be contaminated.

Sun Cheng knew that the black mist was resentment.

Once the soul is contaminated, it cannot go to reincarnation.

"Okay, let's talk."

"...Yes, yes, Daoist..."

The old poor ghost bowed again and again, and immediately told him all he knew.

"I'm in a mass grave seven miles to the southwest. Someone came to our place at noon today and called away many of my neighbors. They said they were going to take them to do a big business, and after they were done, they would be sent to reincarnate... "

"Hey, they despise me as a poor ghost, and they don't want to take me..."

Knowing the direction, Sun Cheng immediately picked up a thousand-mile sea-viewing talisman, injected a burst of true energy into the talisman to activate it, and stuck it toward his eyes.

The next moment, the talisman turned into ashes, and at the same time, two golden lights fell into his eyes.

With his current cultivation base, it is enough to use this talisman to observe the situation within ten miles.

At that moment, Sun Cheng looked at the mass grave seven miles to the southwest mentioned by the old poor ghost, and after a while, he noticed a hidden open space near the mass grave.

There was a middle-aged man whom he had never seen before, lying in a patch of grass.

The moment he saw the middle-aged man, Sun Cheng's eyes were full of murderous intent.

"It came pretty fast!"

He quickly memorized (had Zhao) the appearance of the other party, and then picked up another scarecrow on the altar.

Sun Cheng put the scarecrow in front of his seal and recited the spell silently.

After a while, he picked up the Sanqing bell again, shook it and chanted mantras to the scarecrow.

After finishing the work, Sun Cheng suddenly picked up a brass ruler on the altar, and threw it at the scarecrow.

"Boom!" The scarecrow shattered!

At the same time, the middle-aged man lying in the grass near the mass grave seven miles to the southwest, his body twitched violently.

With a face full of disbelief, he opened his eyes only to find his own soul that should have been separated from the body.

For some reason, he was forcibly summoned back by someone casting a spell.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he looked down at his right hand.

The next moment, the face of the middle-aged man was full of panic and despair.

The word 'death' in the palm of his right hand is gradually fading away.

…millet…

ps: Five chapters, ten thousand and thirteen are here, there should be another chapter later.

Chapter 113 Cursed Killing (Please Subscribe)

A sneer appeared on the corner of Sun Cheng's mouth!

The brass ruler in his hand is a common but not commonly used magical instrument of Taoism to measure the sky, also known as the ruler.

However, the brass ruler in Sun Cheng's hand is a bit special, after Xiaoyun was cast away by someone last time.

Afterwards, he specialized in flipping through the classics.

In the end, Sun Cheng really found several spells related to soul-suppressing and soul-calling from the miscellaneous books left by his second uncle.

This brass ruler is a magic weapon that he forged by combining soul-suppressing and soul-calling spells.

Dealing with opponents who are ordinary people and need to fight with their souls out of the body, they are really suppressed to death.

"I'd like to see how many yin and yang messengers you can send to die!"

Last night, the errand failed to take Luo Fu away, so he was executed today.

In today's world, although Sun Cheng doesn't know whether his target is Luo Fu or not.

But judging from being inexplicably cursed before, I'm afraid I'm already on the other party's list.

Thinking of this, the smile on Sun Cheng's face became colder.

I heard that these erroneous tasks have extremely strict time requirements.

I just don't know if I can use the forces behind those evils to kill them this time.

Anyway, after Sun Cheng himself became vigilant, it would be difficult to plot against him.

Looking at the poor old man staring at him pitifully, he quickly fulfilled his promise.

Burning up the bunch of sandalwood and turning it into a cloud of white mist, Sun Cheng punched it into the body of the old poor ghost.

Afterwards, he waved his hand to disperse these ghosts, because they shouldn't be watching around in the next few methods.