The full-level celestial master became popular after being dressed as a craftsman

Xue Jin is all too familiar with this thing. Apart from fierce ghosts and killing, the red brilliance also has another possibility—the blessing of the dragon veins of Huaguo.

The top leaders of all dynasties have been shrouded in such a red light throughout their lives, and it lasts for years, protecting them from evil spirits.

The mountain in front of him can only pass through it when it belongs to the people recognized by the dragon veins of Huaguo.

Xue Jin stepped in with downcast eyes, his body disappeared as if entering a river, and disappeared in an instant.

There are two worlds in front of the mountain and behind the mountain. Xue Jin found out that there is something different here as soon as he entered.

There was no longer flat land in front of him, and an endless creek meandered in front of him. The water was clear and the sound of the water was clear, and fish flashed through it, and the night turned into day in an instant.

He glanced around: "Peach Blossom..."

The peach forests on both sides of the strait are lush, and the deep red and light pink peach blossoms are scattered all over the whole bank, stretching like fire for thousands of miles.

Peach and locust trees are the two most psychic plants, they can yin and yang, yin and yang coexist, and can communicate with ghosts and gods.

The swords used by Taoist priests to slay demons and avoid evil are mostly made of peach wood.

It stands to reason that such a prosperous peach forest should have gathered a lot of Yin Qi, attracting wild ghosts to come one after another.

But Xue Jinshi did not see the slightest ghostly aura.

He leaned over to grab a handful of stream water, the clear mountain spring drained from his fingertips, and it felt cold to the touch, which looked quite normal.

"Such a real picture... I am in a nightmare."

Once a person dies and becomes a ghost, if the obsession is too deep, it can form a nightmare, which is similar to a kind of illusion born of delusion, which can pull people into a nightmare.

And some people have low anger, or have a direct blood relationship with the deceased, so they can break in without being pulled in.

But Xue Jin has a strong soul, and the wild ghosts in this place can still pull him into a nightmare. I'm afraid it's not just wild ghosts.

In Nightmare, everything seems to be true and false. Everything here can be concretized as real, and once you leave, it will disappear.

After Xue Jin understood it, he got up and walked to a peach tree, reached out his hand and broke off a branch at will, turned around and pinched the root, as if holding a sword.

"It should work."

That old ghost has been making trouble on the set for so many days, but in fact he didn't really hurt anyone. He should be just a pawn, trying to lure people here.

The surrounding environment felt very familiar to Xue Jin. He frowned and thought about it for a long time, and then suddenly said: "This place...is similar to Peach Blossom Spring."

The peach groves and falling flowers in the stream are colorful...

Xue Jin looked up, found the right direction, and walked forward along the position of the stream.

As expected, a temple suddenly appeared at the end of the line of sight, as if it appeared out of thin air.

Xue Jin walked over and looked in at the door.

The furnishings in the temple are simple, with wooden beams hanging from the top, and a faceless statue stands in the center. The strange thing is that the statue has twenty arms.

The ten wordless steles below are arranged neatly, uniformly without names and epitaphs.

There are weird statues of gods in the temple, and there is no inscribed stele under the statues...

It should be a creepy scene, but Xue Jin's eyes are calm.

He stood at the gate of the temple and reached out to touch the open door. The palm of his hand encountered great resistance in the air, as if there was an invisible wall in front of him, and outsiders could not step in.

But there is no closed door to any temple dedicated to gods. Gods also need faith. The visits of pilgrims and believers are good for the temple itself and the righteous gods.

With the door closed like this, it could only be a god's private house.

It's no wonder that even Xue Jin was able to pull in this party, it turns out that the master is a god.

In the current Dharma-ending era, Xue Jin lacked faith in that realm, and even the Dao of Heaven almost fell.

But this world is clearly similar, but there are still gods born.

It’s weird.

Without a door post or an invitation from the host's house, if you want to enter the other party's private house, you must ask for instructions.

Xue Jin took a step back, closed his eyebrows and closed his eyes, his hands formed the Taoist seal, and the golden light suddenly appeared and knocked on the door to enter the house.

——"The sky is bright and qi is clear, and the cave of three lights is bright. The nine qi are in harmony, and the three lights are reflected together."

"One visit to the first hurdle in Jizhou, two visits to Nanyang,

Three worships to Mao Shangzheng Qingzhou, allow me to knock on the door to enter the imperial court! "

After asking for a post, the gods agreed that the door of the mansion opened suddenly, and Xue Jin stepped into the temple.

There was no change in the temple because of Xue Jinshi's entry, and the uncharacterized stele of the cross-beam god statue did not move at all.

Xue Jin looked around, clasped his hands together, and raised his voice, "I'm here today, and I invite the righteous gods of this temple to meet you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was finally movement in the surrounding area, and the golden light of the meritorious deeds belonging to the righteous god overflowed from the statue, one in two...

For the first time, Xue Jin opened his eyes slightly, showing unconcealable surprise, because there were ten righteous gods standing in front of him!

The commoner straw sandals have different appearances, and the gods on their bodies are flickering, and each of them is shrouded in the obvious protection of dragon veins.

Can the dragon veins of Huaguo protect the gods?

Xue Jin was puzzled, and after they fully appeared, he cupped his hands and said, "I don't know why these righteous gods appear here?"

Several gods looked at each other, one of them came out and shook his head: "Forgot."

Xue Jin opened his mouth: "..."

He said again: "My name is Xue Jin, may I ask the righteous god's name?"

The god blinked: "I also forgot."

Before Xue Jin could continue to ask, one of them suddenly threw down a branch of peach blossom pinned to his belt and glared angrily: "You kid, you actually stole my peach blossom!"

Xue Jin paused, pulled out the peach blossom with his backhand, and handed it back: "Sorry, I was suddenly dragged into the nightmare before, and I folded this peach blossom for self-defense. Since it is a righteous god's thing, let's return it to the original owner."

The god put his hands on his waist, and he had no image: "You are so eloquent... The peach blossoms have already been broken, so what do I do? I'll give it to you!"

Xue Jin took the opportunity and said, "Thank you."

That person: "...huh."

There is something wrong with the righteous gods in front of them, they look similar to Yan Laichao, Xue Jin put away the peach branches and asked, "I don't know who asked the old ghost to lead me here, what are you asking for?"

The gods whispered: "I thought the old ghost lied to us. After so many days, I haven't called anyone. I thought he was a liar..."

"Isn't this calling someone? It just looks a little unreliable."

"This means, how many of us are really gods? Good guy..."

……

"Cough cough cough." Shen Zhi turned to Xue Jin and said, "We want to ask you for a favor."

Xue Jin glanced at these people, and his eyes fell on the ten wordless steles under the statue, and asked, "These... are your steles?"

The grumpy one said viciously: "Forgot! Why are you still trying to change the subject? Don't want to help?"

The person next to him hurriedly stopped him: "He has a bad temper... that's right, we've been here for an unknown amount of time, and we can't get out. It's been like this since we woke up, and we can't remember anything in our minds."

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. We thought we had become ghosts before."

Xue Jin stared at them for a while, thinking in his heart, then nodded, not continuing the topic: "What do you want me to do for you?"

Shenzhi looked at each other and said, "I want you to take a person away, um... To be precise, take a ghost away."

Xue Jin was surprised: "There are ghosts in this temple?"

Shenzhi nodded: "Not long ago, he strayed into the Taolin by mistake, and he looked a bit miserable, missing arms and legs, and kept talking nonsense."

When they picked up the ghost, they didn't know why, but they always felt that they loved him very much. They found out that the statue was good for him without a teacher, so they put the ghost into the statue together.

Xue Jin rubbed his chin, secretly thinking that a ghost can enter here, it must be the meaning of the dragon veins of the Hua Kingdom or even the Dao of Heaven...

He nodded: "Yes."

The gods breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them said: "We have only seen you for so long, so he will entrust you."

"By the way, if he gets better by then, please send him to the police station."

Xue Jin raised his eyes: "Police station?"

"We don't know why, he obviously looks like he is dying, and every time he wakes up for a short time, he keeps talking about going to the police station."

"...Okay, I will."

Xue Jin saw that although they were gods, they were like a blank sheet of paper and didn't understand anything, so he said, "But the situation here is special, and you can't take anything out. Where is your temple?"

"In... what mountain and what village... Hey, we really can't remember."

The gods only scratched their ears, and one of them's eyes lit up, and said to him: "But you can ask the old ghost, he told us everything!"

"Yes, he must know!"

Xue Jin is: "..."

Can a ghost understand a god better than a god?

He shook his head, helpless in the face of the situation, and a little speechless, said: "...OK."

At this time, a rooster crowed from a distance, and Xue Jin lost his mind. The god in front of him was still talking, but the sound could not reach his ears.

He knew it was the nightmare that was going to close.

Close your eyes, and when you open them again, there is still #哥#儿#全#理# It’s a dark night, Xue Jin took out his phone and looked, it’s 02:30 in the morning.

He went back to the foot of the mountain.

The old ghost stood behind him, arched his back, and when he saw him looking over, he bowed slowly to Xue Jin: "You have seen the adults, right?"

Xue Jin was looking at his ghostly soul, and didn't ask about the gods, but just said, "You're going to die out of your wits."

The old ghost smiled: "Well, ghosts can't enter adults' homes... It took me a lot of effort to go in last time. The Taoist priests before were very powerful. If it weren't for the red light on the mountain to protect me, I...maybe already dead."

He had obviously died once, yet he spoke of his death with relief.

"I'm sorry, little friend, old man, I drank to death. If I want to bring you... I can only use drinking. The young man couldn't get in, and I didn't hurt him..."

Xue Jin nodded. The old ghost's soul has gradually become transparent at this time, and it seems that it will dissipate in the next second.

He had no time to sympathize, and asked, "They said they asked you to find the temple. Where is the temple?"

The old man pointed him in a direction: "Walk one kilometer this way, there is a small mountain and river village... Go in and find anyone to ask, and you can answer... I am also there, old man..."

Xue Jin wrote down the name, and then recited the mantra of passing away.

"The supreme decree, surpassing your lonely soul.

……

Get rid of the sea of ​​suffering and be reincarnated as an adult. "

After the incantation was finished, the old ghost was still facing disappearing in place.

Xue Jin shook his head: "I can't help you."

"Haha, it's okay." The old ghost laughed: "But thank you anyway..."

He then disappeared before dawn.

The author has something to say: There are changes to the spell here