dead child, ghost carrying coffin

But it is not hospitality to let the guest who helps you be independent from the cold.

So Hua Jiunan first chanted the soul-restraining mantra, and attracted thirteen evil spirits who could not reincarnate because of their violent deaths, and turned them into thirteen horse slaves to serve outside.

He also promised that ten years later, he would use his own virtue to make up for their shortcomings, and to overcome the reincarnation of evil spirits.

The thirteen evil spirits are naturally grateful to Dade, and have worked hard since then.

After finishing all this, Hua Jiunan took out the Lightning Strike Wooden Sword and recited the altar cleansing mantra.

"When the Supreme Master speaks the Dharma, the golden bell rings and the jade tone rings; in the nine lands where all the filth is hidden, all the demons subdue the Qianlin forest;"

"Heavenly flowers scatter the Dharma rain, Dharma drums vibrate the confusion; the heavens are so good, the golden boy dances the Yaoqin;"

"I wish to pour out the eight rays of light, to illuminate my heart; to scratch the scriptures of the Dafa, and to serve the five clouds."

"I bless you in the name of the bloodline, and hurry like a law!"

A burst of blue light flashed, and the statues of the thirteen headless horsemen became even more miraculous, with faint brilliance flowing.

Hua Jiunan was still dissatisfied after finishing all these tasks, so he asked the old man Jing Ada to fetch rice paper.

Using the ten-thousand-year lightning-struck wood sword as the pen, and his and Chen Daji's blood as the ink, he recited the divine mantra of drawing the pen and the divine mantra of drawing the inkstone while grinding.

"Ju received five thunder god generals, electric cauterizing pen light, one to save life, and the other to bind ghosts and evil spirits, all of them fled, saying that I will live forever. Hurry like a law!"

"The heavenly master has an edict, the divine inkstone is in all directions, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, the divine inkstone is lightly ground, and the thunderbolt and electric light are as urgent as laws."

The best magic weapon and Taoist mantra blessing; the blood of extreme yang is on the left, and the blood of extreme yin is on the right.

In the howling wind, Hua Jiunan wrote two lines of poems on rice paper, and pasted them on the bluestones on both sides of the thirteen knights with his own hands.

The general did not hang the Marquis seal, and often hung a bloody knife under his waist.

The crippled body has gone through thousands of deaths, and the loyal soul rides the horse and roars to the sky!

At this point, the Temple of the Great General was officially renamed as the Temple of the Loyal Soul, and the first hall at the entrance is the God of Champions.

And the incense has been at its peak so far.

After doing all this, Hua Jiunan just felt dizzy and fainted with a muffled grunt.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly carried him into Guanghua Mansion.

Chen Dage shouted in tears: "Godfather and mother, grandma and grandma, come out and have a look, my boss will die with a yell!"

As mentioned above, no matter what the reason is, as long as it is a ghost who died violently, it will always bear the pain at the moment before death until it is reincarnated again.

But at this moment, the thirteen loyal souls who were blessed by Hua Jiu's Difficult Art, the three hundred Sirius cavalry patrolling outside, and even all the soldiers of the Sirius Army who were still in the Yin-Yang Realm suddenly felt extremely relaxed.

The pain that had shrouded her body for thousands of years had disappeared without a trace.

Even Taoism has improved a lot, and the ghost body has a tendency to turn into the body of incense and fire.

Including Champion Hou, Feng Lang Ju Xu and Huo Qubing, all the members of the Sirius Army felt a sense of emotion, they stood up together in ecstasy, and raised their sabers in the direction of Hua Jiunan to salute.

"I'll thank Mr. Fengzheng!"

"Life is a loyal soul, death is a righteous ghost. Protect my Divine Land, and I will never regret it!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The change of the Sirius army caused an extremely grand vision, which immediately attracted the attention of all forces in the Yin-Yang world.

Inside the Qinling Mountains, the Killing God Bai Qi looked at the tens of thousands of Killing Gods in front of him, muttering to himself with his brows furrowed.

"Fengzheng First Army! I don't think that boy has such a huge Yin virtue!"

"It seems that the commander-in-chief also needs to find a way out for his brothers as soon as possible...Come here, please invite Old General Li to come to the camp for a drink!"

The guards outside the account just promised loudly, but Bai Qi waved to stop him.

"Wait a minute, I'd better invite you personally!"

In the Yin-Yang Realm of Yexing Mountain, sitting proudly in the center, the giant general with murderous aura suddenly raised his head.

Regardless of the puzzled eyes of the soldiers on both sides, he looked into the distance and fell into deep thought.

After a while, the will-o'-the-wisp twitched all over his body, and he drew out his saber and thrust it fiercely on the table in front of him.

"I don't know who has such sinister virtues, but actually sealed the first army!!!"

"It seems that there is a great opportunity to be born, and I, Ran Min, need to lead you to fight for it!"

Although the heroic soldiers on the left and right didn't know what happened, they still stood up and knelt in the tent.

"I will wait for everything to obey the orders of the Heavenly King Wu Mourning!"

Note: Ran Min (?～June 352, 6), courtesy name Yongzeng, nicknamed Jinu, was born in Huang County, Neihuang County of Wei County, and was the founding emperor of Ran Wei.

In 352, Ran Min was executed by Murong Jun and killed in Yexing Mountain.

After Ran Min's death, all the vegetation withered for seven miles on the left and right sides of the mountain, and locusts arose.

There is no rain from May until December.

Murong Jun sent envoys to offer sacrifices to Ran Min, whose posthumous title was Wu Mourning Heavenly King, and it snowed heavily that day.

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