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"This technique should only seal his cultivation base. If it causes damage to his body, my sachet will not respond." Uncle Zhou took a selfie in the mirror, using the hand pointing at the orchid. After cutting his hair, he seemed careless, "I can't count on him anymore. He is only good at offering sacrifices and nothing else."

"Don't we have practitioners who are good at breaking laws?" A man in his late forties asked.

"There are, but they are all hopeless." Uncle Sun sighed, "I heard that there are a few juniors in other sects with good aptitude, but that's just a good aptitude, and they still can't fight against evil cultivators."

Uncle Zhou put down the mirror in his hand, and suddenly became serious: "Change the way of thinking, maybe we don't need to find someone to break that spell. Thousands of spells in this world have the same root, and we can perform another spell."

"Maybe it's okay to not use spells." Uncle Sun followed his train of thought, "It's not like we don't have something to restrain evil spells."

The middle-aged man said: "But I have checked it. Mr. Lin has a special technique, and the general magic weapon may be useless."

"I remember... I remember..." An old lady who had lost all her dentures suddenly said, and the people who were discussing in the room suddenly fell silent, "What do I remember..."

"Aunt Mo, don't worry, just think about it slowly." Others expressed that they could still afford to wait.

The old lady finally remembered what she wanted to say: "Ahem, in the past, suppressing evil cultivators relied on the divine barrier, but... now... cough, now the barrier is destroyed, destroyed..."

Legend has it that when evil cultivators were rampant back then, the three emperors on the Taixu Temple collected nine magic treasures and spiritual objects, and buried them in nine locations in China. The cultivation bases of the evil cultivators within the realm were suppressed.However, in the catastrophe of cultivators more than 2000 years ago, these nine magical treasures and spiritual objects have been lost, and the Divine Barrier has disappeared since then.

Fortunately, the evil cultivators suffered even more losses at that time. They lived in peace for thousands of years, and they did not appear until the hundreds of years before the founding of the People's Republic of China, when wars were constantly raging, gunpowder was everywhere, and the people were in dire straits.

"But..." The old lady fell into deep thought again, and finally remembered the next words, "But, when there was no Divine Barrier in the human world, the human world relied on...what to suppress evil cultivators? Oh , It's...it's the spirit of great luck."

"Aura of great luck?" Uncle Sun said these words and fell into deep thought.

The middle-aged woman who was eating melon seeds frowned. The woman was quite fat, her hair was dyed red and curled up. She looked very difficult to mess with. She said: "You want to be lucky, believe it or not It's good luck for the old lady to exhale!"

"Your aura is not luck, it's tone!" The person speaking was an old man with a white beard sitting in a wheelchair. He was spinning the wheel with one hand and holding this long pole with wheels in the other. There are two hanging bottles on it.The old man coughed violently, as if he could cough up his lungs, "How many people in the world do you think still retain the spirit of great luck?"

Uncle Sun said: "You must know that there have been no emperors in China for more than 200 years, or in other words, there have been no emperors who have received great luck in China for four or five hundred years. Blessing, there will be no time to subjugate the country."

The red-haired woman raised her eyebrows, as if she could pick out the thorns no matter what others said: "You mean, if you want to find great luck, China has to become a feudal society? Don't be kidding, socialism will not Allowed."

"Who said that there is no aura of great luck." Uncle Zhou pretended to smile shyly, "Do you know that there are countless people with aura of great luck in China now, and the aura of great luck has been dispersed in the evolution of hundreds of years ago. Now, who doesn't have it now."

There was an uproar.

After a long time, Uncle Sun asked, "Then what should I do if I want to find a powerful aura of luck?"

Uncle Zhou shook his head: "This family doesn't know."

As long as there is a relatively clear goal, it is not difficult to find anything. Now that large and small monsters and ghosts are scattered all over China, it is not difficult to find someone with great luck.

But the problem is that it takes time.

Evil cultivators have been waiting for those hidden ancient artifacts for many years. Now that the number one and second in command on the fairy mountain have accidents one after another, it is the best time for evil cultivators to attack. I don't know how much time is left for righteous cultivators.

"The other urgent task now is how to defend against the attacks of evil cultivators." A female demon cultivator said, "Back then, the demons and ghosts on the fairy mountain barely defeated the evil demons, but they couldn't completely wipe them out. Now What happened to us is their opportunity to come back."

The red-haired woman snorted coldly: "Where is anything wiped out, as long as it is a cultivator, there is no one who does not want to be greedy for convenience, and there is no shortage of unsteady minds. Even now, there are a lot of people who want to fall into the evil way, if not The cultivation techniques of evil cultivators have been destroyed, and there is no such condition for wanting to enter the evil way, and our peaceful days have long been lost."

"Yeah, we've been too |comfortable for more than 200 years." The old man in the wheelchair sighed, "I didn't expect this old man to catch up with this in his lifetime, so it's not in vain."

"Wait, other cultivators are rushing towards us." Uncle Sun suddenly realized something, "Could it be that this is actually a trap for evil cultivators, trying to catch all righteous cultivators?"

Ms. Jin, who represents the demon cultivator, said: "We have thought about this a long time ago, and we have already arranged manpower in various positions. Even if something happens to us or other cultivators, we will not be caught off guard. At the foot of Xianshan Mountain, no evil cultivator dares to act presumptuously."

Speaking of the situation that may be faced in the future, everyone present became serious.

The older seniors have passed away, and the younger generation can't count on it at all. Perhaps, the heavy responsibility of fighting against evil cultivators really has to fall on the shoulders of their generation.

By noon, the snow had stopped.Gu Zhaoling hugged Lin Hui and rolled on the snow, and then he was responsible for picking up the scattered snow. In the eyes of others, this scene was something that a child with immature mind would do. Gu Zhaoling But never tired of it.

After cleaning up the place he messed up, Gu Zhaoling also calmed down, and he carried Mr. Lin to the greenhouse garden.

The greenhouse garden is built in the center of the nursing home, covering a very large area. There are countless kinds of flowers that are not commonly seen in the market, as well as spiritual plants planted by the elders of the mysterious art world.This colorful color is in stark contrast to the white snow outside. Everyone likes to stay in this place the most, just because everyone is still in a meeting today, and only Zhao Ling and Mr. Lin are here.

"Old Lin?" Gu Zhaoling called tentatively. Seeing that Mr. Lin didn't respond much, he continued, "Xiao Ning called you that too, can I call you that too?"

Lin Hui nodded solemnly.

"Yeah... Seeing Xiao Ning's tone when he mentioned you, I thought you must be an old grandfather, but I didn't expect you to look quite young." Gu Zhaoling smiled, "Speaking of which, you also have thousands of dollars. You're [-] years old, you really can't be considered young... Oh, I don't think you're too old."

Mr. Lin: "..." It's okay if you don't explain.

"Okay, let's be serious now." The cafeteria can be seen from the greenhouse garden, Gu Zhaoling looked at the seniors in the cafeteria who were discussing countermeasures, and then set his sights on the little girl who was placed on the coffee table by him. On the fox, "Old Lin, I guess you thought about it all night and didn't think about why Xiao Ning gave me that thing-in fact, I don't know why."

If Aunt Miao had been present, someone would have told Zhao Ling that he had actually guessed wrong. Mr. Lin really knew why Qin Yining would give such things to Zhao Ling.

Gu Zhaoling continued: "Xiao Ning also asked for my opinion, and I also wanted to help him, but when he said that he could only let me do this, I still wanted to refuse. The only things in the world that I can only do are definitely not What a good thing, let alone it came out of his mouth."

Mr. Lin nodded in agreement.

"You don't know, although my family thinks that I shouldn't enter the world of cultivators without cultivation, I have been very sensitive to the circle of cultivators since I was a child, even if I have no interest." Gu Zhaoling leaned on his chin with one hand, looked at The little fox in front of him had a smile in his eyes, "I haven't studied anything systematically, and I only wanted to get in touch with the real world of cultivators after I got to know Xiao Ning."

"After Xiao Ning left that day, I didn't know why I felt that I would never see him again, but in fact I saw him again that night, just in a dream."

"Ahhh, I still think Tuomeng is amazing, even though I don't want to learn it at all."

"Xiao Ning said it's safer to have a dream. He's really not afraid that I'll forget everything in the dream when I wake up."

"He asked me to keep the God Search Token, um, the thing that might be targeted by evil cultivators. Xiao Ning said that although it doesn't look very useful, it is still what many people want. Xiao Ning also said that I It can be used, but it’s enough not to tell me how to use it.”

"Oh yes, Xiao Ning also contacted me after he 'died', he said that I can take refuge in this sanatorium first, and I can also learn from the people here in the world of mystical arts, so I came here. "

"You may not know that there was one thing that hit me quite hard before that, although I think that no matter how hard that thing hits, it will not cause substantial trauma to my spirit. But my brother and my uncle But they don’t think so, when I used that as an excuse to propose this nursing home, they didn’t do much to stop me.”

"My masters are really good. Although Aunt Miao and Grandpa Zhou haven't studied systematically, they tried their best to teach me how to save my life. Grandpa Sun is also very good. You know how to deal with people too well, otherwise you wouldn't be excluded back then, just like me."

Gu Zhaoling couldn't find what he wanted to say at all, but the little black fox on the coffee table was still listening seriously.

Lin Hui didn't know much about Gu Zhaoling, probably because he told a certain god before that he would never get close to that person in his life, not even the reincarnation of that person, and a certain god was very friendly and loyal. Block all information about that person in front of him.If it hadn't been for what happened later, he probably wouldn't have seen Zhao Ling.

Speaking of which, I really want to thank that surnamed Qin. Mr. Lin moved down the position of Comrade Qin Yining in the list of the most hated people in his heart.

Gu Zhaoling felt that it was not good to keep silent, so he racked his brains to think about the topic. He was still talking about how he was mischievous when he was a child, and how he became sloppy when he grew up, and finally brought the topic to the fore. It was Qin Yining's body.

"Speaking of which, there is also a fruit that was given to me together with Sou Shenling. Although it is not very delicious, after eating it, I seem to have something more in my mind. When I see you, those things rush out, although it is very vague That's it." Gu Zhaoling said, "Maybe I should find out that fruit and eat it all, but I don't know if it has gone bad after so many years."

Lin Hui probably knew what the fruit was.

Although there is currently no food in China that can bring back the memory and cultivation level of the previous life after eating, but he remembers that Qin Yining's foreign friends have it.After so many years, the transplanting of the fruit has not progressed, so if they want it, they have to import it.

On the one hand, it prevented him from meeting Zhaoling, and on the other hand, he gave Zhaoling the fruit that could restore his memory... So, what does that Qin guy want to do?

When Mr. Lin was a little distracted, Gu Zhaoling had already talked about a hundred ways to eat the fruit.

Lin Hui continued to listen quietly.

The two did not communicate or interact, but the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious.

In the evening, a large army of cultivators also came, along with Zou Chengjun, Gu Zhaolin, and many elders from the Zou family and the Gu family.

Gu Zhaoling's parents died young, and the uncles and aunts who raised him also passed away a few years ago, and his grandparents who are directly related to him are gone now, but there are still many elders in these two families who can't let go of their families. Those of the bloodline, upon hearing that Gu Zhaoling was now at the foot of Xianshan Mountain, and might be involved in the evil cultivator's plot, they almost all mobilized.

Gu Zhaoling was really moved, but he couldn't help but remind him: "If the evil cultivators really ambushed you halfway, you would have been wiped out by now."

"It was really almost wiped out." Zou Chengjun still looked shocked.

This group of cultivators told each other what happened to them on the way to Huanmei County.

These soldiers were divided into several groups and set off from different places in different ways to come to Huanmei County, but they were more or less ambushed by evil cultivators.Zou and Gu's cultivator team was blocked by a group of evil spirits in the barren mountain. Fortunately, there were many powerful cultivators among them, so they didn't suffer.

"So, it's not a temporary idea that they robbed Boss Lin this time, it's a big net in itself." A demon cultivator analyzed, "Mr. Lin becoming like this is only their first step, and then they planned how to take him They even made preparations for how they would attack the cultivators who came to help after Mr. Lin returned to Youxian Mountain."

And someone directly hit the core of the problem: "But we have made such sufficient preparations, we still haven't lost much. This is obviously not the way those evil cultivators do things."

What cultivators of the evil way are not afraid of are risks, and the last thing they care about is sacrifices.

I think back when the Taixu Temple cleaned up the evil spirits in the world, many evil cultivators fought with their lives in exchange for the chance to cast a curse on the gods.Even when China's internal and external troubles continued 200 years ago, the evil cultivators used their lives to block the progress of the righteous cultivators.

It is impossible for them to suddenly become timid after 200 years of comfortable life.

There must be a trick behind this, the people present couldn't help thinking so.

It may be that outside of the Divine Barrier, the only Qi of Great Luck that can completely resist evil cultivation techniques has not been found, and everyone does not intend to wait any longer. They decided to arrange a formation of gathering spirits together, hoping to use everyone The attracted spiritual power impacted Kai Linhui's spells.

Since there are still many cultivators stationed at various positions, there are only about twenty cultivators who came to the foot of Youxian Mountain, and a small half of them are the Zou and Gu families who came because they were worried about Zhaoling.But after all, everyone gathered firewood with high flames, and there were old-age practitioners in the nursing home to help out, this large formation should at least be useful.

In the two or three years before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the demons and ghosts on the fairy mountain collected almost all the ancient books handed down in the world that recorded too much power, evil effects, and improper cultivation methods, and destroyed them centrally.This was originally a good thing, but in the collection of the various sects' spells, many ancient books were lost, which led to the loss of many sects' unique learning.

Now that 200 years have passed, there are very few spells that have been handed down to the present, and the array that gathers spiritual energy is even rarer.

Fortunately, among the cultivators present, not a single one knows how to do it.In the open space in the front yard of the sanatorium, the cultivators lined up according to ancient records, seeing themselves as part of the formation.The little black foxes were surrounded, as if in some old-fashioned ritual.

There are also many cultivators outside the formation, ready to deal with unexpected situations such as the failure of the formation or the attack of foreign enemies.

The stars are twinkling, the crescent moon hangs high, and the spiritual energy in the land under the sky is gradually gathering.

Gu Zhaoling had preserved fruit in his hand but forgot to eat it. Looking at the little black fox in the middle of the formation, his palms were already sweating unconsciously.

Gu Zhaolin could see that he was a little nervous, and comforted him: "Seniors will definitely be able to untie the spells of the evil cultivators smoothly, so you don't need to worry."

"I know." Gu Zhaoling wiped the sweat from his palms with his own clothes, but his eyes were still fixed on the center of the formation, "But I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

Gu Zhaolin: "... Could you please say something nice?"

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