Teaching modern day-to-day life [Ancient and modern]

When the video was played again, everyone's expressions still did not ease at all, they were still as ugly as when they watched it for the first time, but Fang Xuejing's expression was fine, he just sat indifferently.

Dai Shao asked, "Fang Daoist, what do you think?"

"Within a week, solve the extremely dark place." Fang Xuejing replied.

"Then, what is the solution?"

"Not yet, but it must be resolved."

Dai Shao nodded, "Yes, we can't procrastinate any longer." After a week, everyone's mental and physical strength couldn't handle it anymore, and even if they couldn't succeed, they had to retreat first.

Fang Xuejing thought silently, the suicide note written by Mu Bosheng will be sent automatically in a week, he must send Mu Bosheng home before the time is up, so he must succeed.

Fang Xuejing clenched his fists and decided to ask God to ask the spirit. Fang Xuejing returned to the tent and asked Dai Shao to prepare the altar. Mu Baisheng asked, and Fang Xuejing replied, "I plan to ask the spirit."

"Is there any danger?" Mu Bosheng only cared about this.

Fang Xuejing's face was still a little pale, and he smiled reassuringly, "It's okay, I haven't missed a shot for a long time." It's just that the damage will be a little big, after all, asking the gods to ask the spirit is a bit like asking the gods for divination, which is a kind of peeping at the secrets of heaven , It is extremely harmful to people. I think that the lineage of Mai, which was called the divine fortune teller at the beginning, disappeared in the long river of history after the Zhongge.

Dai Shao cleared the place, and Fang Xuejing only allowed people who don't know Taoism and Maoshan disciples to watch. It's rare to ask the spirit, and it happened to be able to teach the Maoshan disciples. Fang Xuejing stood in front of the altar, and said to the three Maoshan disciples: "Ask the spirit, You need to calm down..."

Chen Yue's spirit was shaken instantly, meditating, um... meditating, he was almost made into a conditioned reflex by the word meditating.

Fang Xuejing glanced at Chen Yue, and continued: "Bathing and changing clothes, and fasting for three days are also preparations to be made, and the ultimate purpose of these preparations is to meditate."

Chen Yue nodded heavily, meditating, meditating...

Fang Xuejing roughly explained the steps, and explained that he gave up the steps of bathing and fasting due to limited conditions, and then began to demonstrate, "You know the Maoshan technique, you can see the hidden meaning in my behavior, you can see that I How to communicate with the world of gods and spirits needs to be carefully understood and integrated."

"Yes, thank you senior for teaching me." The three Maoshan disciples clapped their hands together.

Fang Xuejing started to act, and the mysterious technique was so fast that laymen couldn't see the sequence of the door at all. They just thought it was indescribable, and seemed to have a special aura of agility.

"Captain Dai, is Daoist Fang dancing the Great God?" The people around Dai Shao leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Dai Shao glared at his subordinates, but did not answer.

"Edict!" Fang Xuejing suddenly shouted, his voice was obviously not loud, but everyone could only feel the roar in their ears.

"Southeast, Ganwei, Yinhuo Bureau, order!"

Chen Yue quickly wrote it down.

After Fang Xuejing closed his eyes and finished reading, he suddenly fell back, his whole face was so pale that there was no blood, and the little rosyness that had been cultivated had all disappeared at this moment, and his face was even uglier than when he just came out of the endless hell.

Mu Bosheng had already stretched out his hand to catch it, and the soft and fragrant soft jade fell into his arms. Mu Bosheng didn't have time to get excited, so he quickly hugged Fang Xuejing and went to the sleeping bag. Fang Xuejing had already told him that he might faint due to excessive damage. Mu Bosheng Sheng did not ask others.

After Fang Xuejing woke up, Chen Yue quickly took the words Fang Xuejing asked and handed them to Fang Xuejing, and said, "Senior, I have written them all down, and I won't miss any of them."

Fang Xuejing was held in Mu Bosheng's arms and leaned on Mu Bosheng's chest, which was very natural. No one thought there was anything wrong with their posture, even Fang Xuejing himself didn't pay attention.

After Fang Xuejing took the paper handed over by Chen Yue, he said, "I will rest for two days, and then go to the endless hell."

"I'll accompany you this time." It wasn't Mu Bosheng who said it, he didn't have time, but Chen Yue said it. "Senior, it's too dangerous for you to be alone, and you've suffered too much now...I..." Chen Yue was very worried.

Fang Xuejing shook his head and said seriously: "You will hold back."

Chen Yue: ...

Although I can't refute it, but, senior, you don't need to say it so bluntly...

"I'll accompany you." Mu Bosheng said seriously.

Fang Xuejing hesitated for a moment, the ghost man had already remembered him, and if he reappeared in the Infernal Hell, the situation would be even more critical. If Mu Baisheng was there, there would be an extra layer of protection, as long as the Jiaohun did not come from Mu Baisheng's body Come out, there's nothing serious about it.

Fang Xue nodded, "Okay."

However, if Mu Bosheng always goes in and out of such dangerous places with him, is he going to teach Mu Bosheng some spells, so that he can at least try his best to protect himself.Fang Xuejing seriously considered this question.

Fang Xuejing rested for two days before stepping into the Infernal Hell again. Dai Shao prepared a lot of guns and ammunition for him, because Venerable Pingle said that guns are very useful there, and ghosts there are killed by guns and machetes. Because of this natural fear, Dai Shao even equipped Fang Xuejing and Mu Bosheng with two sabers, imitating the previous sabers, to frighten ghosts.

Fang Xuejing took the magic weapon and entered the Infernal Hell together, and headed towards the location that Wenling found out. The ghost villagers were repeating their previous life, and even their movements did not change. Sheng went towards the destination, ignoring the attention of some ghost villagers, who seemed to be surprised by their existence.

"Those are?" Mu Bosheng asked.

Fang Xue nodded, those were the ghosts who had gotten rid of Wujian, and they had memories of their last appearance, so they paid attention to them, feeling surprised.

Fang Xuejing walked to the destination where Wenling was, but no one came after him. Fang Xuejing said: "This is where the formation eyes are, but what is..."

Fang Xuejing looked at the ancestral hall in front of him, and the memory of that day came back to him. He burned the ancestral hall, and later the Yanghuo formation even destroyed the entire Infernal Hell, but none of them really destroyed the eyes of the formation. Eyes cannot be destroyed by damage.

what exactly is it?What to do again? !

Fang Xuejing used two yellow talismans to stop the two ghost villagers rushing out of the ancestral hall, and strode in,

Mu Bosheng hurriedly followed, he was already a Jiaohun at this moment.

"Xiao Jiao, help me find the eyes." Fang Xuejing said.

"Oh." Jiao Hun also knew that Fang Xuejing didn't know what the eyes were, so everyone could only guess based on their feelings.Fang Xuejing took the command flag and set up a formation around the ancestral hall, trying to force out the formation.

"Fang Taoist, are you here again?" The ghost man has already rushed over and dropped the hoe on his shoulder. I don't feel bored, and so do the other ghosts who have gotten rid of Wujian.

In the endless cycle of hell, they actually cooperate? !

Fang Xuejing suddenly felt as if he realized something, but this spiritual light flashed by, and he couldn't catch it.

"Are you the leader of the villagers? What is your name? What is your identity?" Fang Xuejing stood in the formation and asked who came.

"The patriarch here, you don't need to know anything else." The ghost man smiled and attacked Fang Xuejing as he spoke.

Fang Xuejing's attitude was indifferent, "You are not at your peak yet, although I am a little injured, but I also have formations to help you, you won't be able to get in for a while."

The ghost patriarch attacked twice, but was injured by Fang Xuejing's formation outside the ancestral hall, so he had to stop temporarily, "You can't kill me, why do you always do useless work, even if you kill us a hundred times and a thousand times, we will surely die." It will be resurrected hundreds of times and thousands of times along with the endless hell."

"No, as long as I find the formation eye, I can destroy this place." Fang Xuejing said.

"Then do you know what the formation eye is?" The ghost patriarch laughed, "You won't know."

Fang Xuejing said: "Evil cannot prevail against righteousness. The Infernal Hell should not exist in this world. You will definitely die."

"Ridiculous trust." The ghost patriarch shook his head. The other villagers had already rushed over. The ghosts planned to work together to break through the formation and devour Fang Xuejing after entering. As long as the Infernal Hell exists, they can live and die forever Long-term survival, but Fang Xuejing can't, as long as he is injured, it is really injured and irreversible.

If Fang Xuejing died here, then he was really dead too.

Jiao Hun rummaged through the ancestral hall, and saw that everything looked like a formation, but it didn't look like anything, so he had to come out to support Fang Xuejing, "Fang Daochang, you go in and look for it! I will block these ghosts, and I will eat them!" "Jiao Hun licked his lips.

Fang Xuejing glanced at Mu Bosheng, and was slightly stunned for a moment, because Mu Bosheng was usually a very dignified person, and suddenly licking his lips like this was vicious compared to others, Fang Xuejing felt a little uncomfortable, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked. Gou, I think this kind of Mu Bosheng is very interesting, but I don't know how the real Mu Bosheng feels about his actions at this moment?

Fang Xuejing put down this thought of going astray, and said to Jiaohun: "I can't find it either."

The ghost patriarch laughed when he heard the words. Tears flowed out for a while. He couldn't tell whether he was crying or laughing. He squatted on the ground and raised his head with a ferocious expression. "I'll eat you! I'll eat you!!"

The ghosts began to attack Fang Xuejing's formation, Fang Xuejing said: "Why not reincarnate? Although the Infernal Hell protects you from complete death, it is also a restriction, and you cannot leave here."

"I ate you, I ate you..." The ghost patriarch wiped the tears from his eye sockets, as if he was tired of his tear-filled eyes, he simply stretched out his hand and pulled them out, leaving only two big bloody holes.

"What kind of resentment, killing the enemy for nearly a hundred years is not enough!" Fang Xuejing yelled angrily.

"What do you know! What do you know! You are nothing at all, you are not..." the ghost patriarch roared.

"Not what?" Fang Xuejing asked.

The other party didn't answer any more. Fang Xuejing felt that he had touched something, and he was just a little bit short of being able to figure out all the ins and outs. There is still a secret in Infernal Hell, a fundamental secret about its existence.

Flood Soul is already impatient. In the hell where Yin Qi gathers, that is its home field. Why does it hide in the formation and wait for the ghost to break through the formation before launching a counterattack?Jiao Hun said: "Master Dao, if I kill them all, we can slowly find the eyes, a cycle every seven days, right? In these few days, you all die first!"

Flood soul gathered Yin energy and rushed towards the formation, the formation was smashed by the dragon soul, before Fang Xuejing could stop it, the dragon soul had already entered the group of fierce ghosts, screaming one after another.

Fang Xuejing didn't need to take action at all, because the Jiaohun protected him very well, and there was no ghost that could rush into the ancestral hall to guard the ancestral hall.

Probably because the sound was too loud, it finally alarmed the other ghosts who hadn't gotten rid of Wujian. Those ghosts, old and young, were attracted by the screams and saw their relatives and family members being killed by a man who seemed to be possessed by a fierce spirit. Some ghosts held up hoes and machetes and came to help with fear, while others desperately ran away with their children in their arms. Some old ghosts knelt down and cried for mercy, no different from ordinary living people.

After all, Jiao Hun is not a human being, it doesn't understand human emotions at all, when it sees a ghost with the appearance of an ordinary villager coming up with a machete and stick, it shatters the opponent with a wave of its hand.

Fang Xuejing frowned tightly. The seventh day has not yet arrived, and some of the ghosts here still think they are living and ordinary people. How is this killing different from that of the past?But he couldn't stop the Flood Soul.

The ghost patriarch covered his bleeding eye holes and howled, laughing and crying. Other villagers had already helped him out and brought him to the crying old man. "Am I bleeding?" The ghost patriarch covered his eyes and smiled. road.

"It's bleeding, it's bleeding! Patriarch, your eyes..." An old man cried tremblingly.

"I'm bleeding, hehe...I'm still bleeding." The ghost patriarch laughed.

"Patriarch, what are we going to do? We've all been killed, the tribe...all have been killed..." This was the panicked question of the villagers who hadn't escaped Wu Jian at all.

"Don't be afraid, it will recover, it will recover..."

When Jiao Hun killed the ghost patriarch, Fang Xuejing stopped him, "Leave him and ask him where the formation is." Fang Xuejing stepped out of the ancestral hall.

The ghost patriarch was trampled by the Jiaohun, and his body was covered in blood like a killing god. Those crying old men were also killed by the Jiaohun. Now their limbs were broken and their heads rolled all over the place.

"Where is the eye of the array?" Fang Xuejing made up his mind to take out the command flag, set up the array, and prepared to torture the ghost patriarch.

"Fang Daochang, do you think that you will win if you find a helper?" The ghost patriarch laughed.

"I only know the method of refining the soul, I also understand, do you want to try it?"

"Hehe... Taoist Fang, what is good and what is evil? What should be left in this world, and what should not be kept?"

Fang Xuejing just said: "I don't understand good and evil, I only know that you shouldn't stay in this world."

"Look, you don't think you are good, do you?!" The ghost patriarch said excitedly when he heard the words.

"I only do what I think is right." Fang Xuejing said.

Jiao Hun stomped impatiently on the head under his feet, "Hurry up and ask! I'm impatient to hear you discussing these boring things. If you want to cultivate, just practice hard. If you want to survive, just survive well. If you want to do justice for the sky." It’s enough to do justice for the sky, who cares who is good or evil? Only the winner is the truth! I won you! You just shouldn’t live! You are wrong!” Jiao Hun pointed to the head under his feet, imitating The human figure raised his middle finger and pressed down with his backhand.

"Where is the eye of the formation?" Fang Xuejing asked urgently.

"Fang Daochang, look back." The ghost patriarch said, "This place is in the realm of infinity!"

Fang Xuejing turned his head subconsciously, and the ancestral hall seemed to have turned into a giant beast. It pulled out the wooden stake from the ground with claws and claws, and rushed towards Fang Xuejing.

"Hahahaha..." The ghost patriarch laughed wildly, and was pierced by the wooden stake thrown from the ancestral hall, and he couldn't die anymore.

Jiao Hun was knocked to the ground, and Jiao Hun rolled out of Mu Bosheng's body. Mu Bosheng got up staggeringly, seeing the old house with the wooden stake behind him, he quickly got up and was about to run.

Fang Xuejing was also a little stunned by the fall, and stood up staggeringly. He was indeed seriously damaged and could not withstand a big battle, "Mu Bosheng!" With big eyes, he rushed towards Mu Bosheng, ignoring his injuries.

He can't let Mu Bo live and die here!He can't make the suicide note come true!Fang Xuejing thought in horror, feeling like he was about to stop breathing.

A piece of silver talisman was thrown out by Fang Xuejing, and stuck on the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall paused, a puff of blue smoke rose from the ancestral hall, and then stopped. out.

"Mu Bosheng!" Fang Xuejing rushed over, "I'll see you off!"

"Together!"

"Okay!" Fang Xuejing replied without hesitation.

The blue smoke released from the ancestral hall did not dissipate, but gathered into many figures and surrounded them.

Mu Bosheng had never seen such a scene before. He stared in horror and trembled, "This... what is this..."

"The ancestors of the ghost villagers." That is, the owners of the tablets in the ancestral hall.

"Didn't you say that the soul will be reincarnated after death? Even the most powerful Taoist master!" Mu Bosheng said in shock. Could there really be a soul in the tablet? !

"Ghost art goes to two extremes with Daoist art. I don't understand some things." Fang Xuejing frowned. What are you thinking?

Fang Xuejing recited the magic spell silently, and attacked the figures where the green smoke gathered, but the green smoke dispersed and gathered again, Fang Xuejing's spells had no effect.

Flood Soul was also squeezed into the middle, and seeing that Fang Xuejing's technique was completely ineffective, he puffed up and rushed towards the green smoke. Flood Soul immediately let out a mournful scream, Fang Xuejing was startled, Mu Bosheng got along well with the Jiaohun recently, seeing that it was in danger, he hastily rushed over, raised his hand and grabbed the Jiaohun's tail, and pulled the Jiaohun off the Qingyan Ghost's body, as if pulling off a belt.

Jiao Hun licked his injured body and cried aggrievedly, those green smoke ghosts were so scary, they looked like some kind of all-purpose glue, specially made to stick to the soul body, and when it got on it, it wouldn't let go, and a layer of skin would fall off when it was pulled off.

It was the first time that the Jiao Hun had been damaged so badly since it turned into a soul body, and a whole layer of its beautiful scales had been stained off.

"Don't get close to them, they can not only stick to dead souls, but also live people." Fang Xuejing said.

"What the hell is this!" Mu Bosheng said.

"Let me try!" Fang Xuejing didn't answer Mu Bosheng's words, but sat down cross-legged and recited the incantation silently. He wanted to control these ghosts. Since the spell was ineffective, this was the only way left to try.

"It's so sad! All descendants have been killed."

"To stop them, to appear..."

"It's so painful, the children are begging us."

"They're calling for help..."

"Inheritance... the inheritance of the ancestors... cannot be broken..."

"Keep the inheritance, keep the child..."

The remnants of those green smokers came from Fang Xuejing's mind. There were drops of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and his complexion had changed from bloodless to blue and white. Mu Baisheng looked at Fang Xuejing nervously, but he didn't dare to touch him. The footsteps of the smoker gradually stopped, as if he had been controlled by Fang Xuejing.

Fang Xuejing vomited blood suddenly, opened his eyes, and Mu Baisheng hurriedly said: "How is it?!"

"Under control, these are not ghosts, but remaining thoughts. Just like Maoshan's Sanmao technique can summon the remaining spirit bodies of the ancestors and borrow the mana of the ancestors, there are also techniques in the ghost technique, which can preserve the ancestors. The fragments of the soul and body protect future generations, the principle is somewhat similar to that of Maoshan, but the principle is completely opposite."

One walks the way of ghosts, and the other walks the way of the sun.

"What should we do now?" Mu Bosheng didn't understand.

"We've reached this point, there shouldn't be any danger, let's find a team." Fang Xuejing gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Are you okay! You just vomited blood." Mu Bosheng was very worried.

"It's okay." Fang Xuejing shook his head. He was still thinking about the matter. He had thought about this problem when he first learned about the Infernal Hell. Obviously not many people died. When he came out of Hell, at first he thought it was because the descendants of ghost art were special and had their own special secret technique. Now it seems that it was indeed the secret technique of ghost art, but it was the ancestors enshrined by the inheritors of ghost art, who created the Infernal Affairs with their power. realm.

One is to avenge the 'children', and the other is to preserve the inheritance, which is their obsession.

The matter of avenging the 'child' has been done decades ago, so what is the remaining obsession must be related to it!