Starting from the fox demon and crossing the heavens

A gust of dark wind blew by, and at this moment, the golden man's phoenix spirit came out of his body, constantly absorbing the essence of moonlight.

When the sun rises, the yin spirit returns to the body.

Jin Renfeng opened his eyes, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes. Now that nine years have passed, his body has grown into a young man.

When I came to the courtyard, I looked at the deserted courtyard. Since the death of my uncle, only he and my ancestor lived in this courtyard.

The patriarch retreats all the year round.

There is no need to eat anymore.

This retreat is based on years.

Jin Renfeng picked up the broom and casually cleaned up the fallen leaves in the yard.

Four years of refining Qi and five years of refining God.

He has already achieved great success in Yin and God, thanks to his huge spiritual power, otherwise he would need at least three or forty years to achieve great success in Yin and God.

According to the reminder of the Patriarch, it is also true that those who are yin will preserve yang.

In order to transform from a yin god to a yang god, one needs to refine the yin god with the fire of the five elements until all the yin scum in the yin god is refined and only the pure yang remains, then the realm of the yang god can be achieved.

This is by no means a success overnight.

Jin Renfeng is not in a hurry, he still has a long time in this life.

"Boy Yang, you have been up the mountain for nine years. In just nine years, the Yin God has achieved great success, but you must not be proud. The relationship between the Yang God and the God of Yang is extraordinary. Before the opportunity comes, you can't force it. Go to the Book Pavilion to choose a Taoist art, and then go down the mountain." .”

The voice of the patriarch rang in his heart.

"Yes, Patriarch."

"Thank you Patriarch for your cultivation. After the disciple goes down the mountain, I hope Patriarch will take care of you."

Every time Jin Renfeng took a step back, he kowtowed.

It was over after exiting the yard all the way, and I took a last look at the place where I had been staying for nine years.

Go to Book Pavilion.

Shuge, the place where Maoshan collects books.

There are three layers.

On the first floor, there are various ordinary Dao scriptures.

On the second floor, there are various ways of Taoism.

On the third floor, there are forbidden techniques collected by Maoshan in the past dynasties.

As for the core inheritance of Maoshan, it has been passed down by word of mouth in the past dynasties, so it is naturally impossible to let Yu Shuge go.

The Book Pavilion is not small, in the shape of a three-story pagoda.

An old man in Taoist robes was guarding and did not stop Jin Renfeng. The old man closed his eyes and rested.

After Jin Renfeng saluted respectfully, he went up to the second floor.

Chapter 77 Down the mountain, the village is haunted

On the second floor, several rows of bookshelves came into view.

"The Technique of Yuanshen Out of Body", "Tiangang Steps", "Ten Thousand Laws Returning to the Sect", "Paper-cutting Technique", "Looking for Dragons and Fixing Points", "Controlling God", "Expelling Corpse", "General Outline of Maoshan Magic Formation" ", "The Treasure Book of Talismans of the Supreme Qing Dynasty", "The Art of Inviting the God to the Upper Body", "The Process of Opening the Altar"...

Most of the Taoism in Maoshan can be found here.

However, his gaze didn't stay on the second floor, because in the past nine years, he visited here more than once, and to put it bluntly, most of the Taoism on the second floor was almost ruined by him.

Even if he didn't learn it, he remembered the content.

The patriarch asked him to come here to choose a Taoism before going down the mountain. It would definitely not be the Taoism on the second floor, but the forbidden technique on the third floor.

When he came here before, whenever he wanted to go up to the third floor to take a look, the old man who guarded the bookstore on the first floor would appear behind him, not only beat him with sticks, but once even hung him on a large building not far away. Hanging on a tree means two days of wind and sun.

However, this time when he stepped up the steps to the third floor, Jin Renfeng turned his head abruptly, and he was relieved that the old man was nowhere to be seen.

Look, it's all a psychological shadow.

At the door on the first floor, the old man's eyelids moved, but they still did not open.

It's rare to paint a lake once, so pretend not to know.

After all, that old ancestor has spoken.

Jin Renfeng finally arrived at the mysterious third floor with apprehension and curiosity.

However, the empty bookshelf shocked him.

On the empty bookshelf, there is only a solitary book on it.

Of course, he didn't think that there was only one copy of the Maoshan Forbidden Art. Obviously, all of this was discussed in advance, saying that he was allowed to make a choice, but in fact, he left a copy for him.

Good guy, he has no choice.

Jin Renfeng suddenly realized that he didn't have to choose.

"Five Ghosts Carrying Technique"

This is not the technique of five ghosts to make money, but the technique of transporting five ghosts. Although there is only a difference of two words, there is a huge difference in it, but no matter which one it is, it is defined as a sorcery in Maoshan.

Raising ghosts is never allowed in Maoshan.

A ghost, to put it bluntly, is a soul, or the kind of soul that is lost in hatred.

After death, people have resentment in their hearts and turn into ghosts.

Raising ghosts damages Yin virtue.

It's okay for the ghost to stay on its own initiative, but if you use the technique of arresting spirits to forcibly raise the ghost, the virtue will be lost very quickly.

"Five Ghosts Carrying Technique"

Raising five ghost soldiers can travel thousands of miles at night, raising five ghost generals can travel thousands of miles at night, it is definitely the first choice for rushing (escape).

Without much disappointment in his heart, Jin Renfeng flipped through it until he was sure that he had memorized all the contents before exiting the third floor and coming to the first floor.

"Old man, I'm going down the mountain." Jin Renfeng murmured: "I want to drink in the future, and if I don't want to go down the mountain, I will ask my disciples who go down the mountain every month to buy things. Don't forget to give a tip when the time comes, even though your seniority is in Maoshan. It’s not low, but you should give them some benefits when you ask people to do things, don’t be stubborn, be careful when they pee in your wine..."

The old man, who was still a little reluctant at first, felt more and more wrong the more he listened, and his face gradually became gloomy.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"and many more!"

Suddenly, the old man called out to stop him, "The things on the table are reserved for you."

Jin Renfeng scratched his head and said in surprise: "Old man, you have opened up your mind, let me see what it is."

On the table in front of the old man, there was only a gourd magical instrument full of runes.

"There are five ghost soldiers here. Remember to let them go to the underworld on July 34, [-] years later."

"Thanks, old man!"

Jin Renfeng had a happy expression on his face. He was still wondering where to find the five ghosts who offered to take them in after he went down the mountain. Unexpectedly, the old man directly gave him a surprise.

"Unfortunately, it's not a ghost general."

The old man's face darkened, and he wanted to curse, but finally held back.

Such an upright and unsmiling person, every time I see this kid, I have the urge to hit him.

I really thought ghosts would be easy to catch.

Ghost generals and ghost soldiers do not refer to the realm of ghosts, but refer to the occupations of ghosts during their lifetime.

Generally speaking, ghost soldiers are much more powerful than ordinary ghosts. After all, they were infected with the evil spirit of the battlefield and had never killed an enemy before they were alive, so they are not considered ghost soldiers.

And ghost generals are stronger than ghost soldiers.

Some generals who commanded a party during their lifetimes are even more terrifying in their ability to transform into ghosts after death, and many powerful Taoist priests don't want to meet them when they pass by.

Standing at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

With a small package on his back, Jin Renfeng decided to go to his master, Daoist Qianhe first.

In nine years, the outside world has changed even more.

I heard that the Qing Dynasty is about to fall.

Now the name is not worthy of the name, and the era of the Republic of China is about to begin.

Although he has not left Maoshan in the past nine years, he can still know a lot of news. In a letter a few years ago, his master Qianhe Daoist saw signs of the Qing Dynasty's subjugation, and the situation in the capital has become extremely serious. In confusion, he had no choice but to take his disciples away.

Settled down in Wangjia Town and opened a Yizhuang to keep everyone safe.

At noon, a small village.

Jin Renfeng took a bite of the hardened dough, walked in, and found a yellow talisman pasted on the door of every house. Standing at the door of a house, he carefully looked at the yellow talisman pasted on the door.

At first glance, I feel awkward.

It's a bit like an exorcism talisman, the symbols are not coherent, it's not like drawing in one breath, there is no divinity, and there are obviously a few wrong places on it.

This kind of talisman is useless.

It's too small to wipe your butt.

This villager is afraid that they have encountered a charlatan.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

In the room, a little girl with twin ponytails was lying on the window looking at him curiously.

Jin Renfeng smiled and said, "Little sister, where is your adult?"

"My father was called away early in the morning, and my mother was busy growing vegetables in the backyard. Uncle, are you an outsider?" The little girl was not afraid of strangers at all.

"Gua Wazi, what are you talking to?"

"Aniang, there is an uncle I don't know at the door."

"What?"

A slightly plump woman in a washed-up white cloth came out.

Seeing that Jin Renfeng was dressed as a Taoist priest, the woman said warily, "Master Taoist, what are you doing here at my house?"

"Don't be afraid, aunt, I... bah, no, Pindao is a wandering Taoist priest passing by. I saw yellow talismans pasted on the front of every house in your house. I want to ask what happened?"

Well, his accent was successfully taken away.

"My family doesn't have extra incense money."

"Well, Pindao is a Taoist priest, not a beggar monk..."

"Really?"

"Really."

"What do you want to ask, just ask, but my man is not at home, so it's not convenient for you to come in."

Jin Renfeng touched his nose, which he would do every time he felt a little embarrassed.

"Auntie, why does your village put yellow symbols on the door?"

"It's still a question, of course it is to prevent ghosts."

"Is the village haunted?"

"Yes, it's been several days, and everyone dare not go out at night!"

"This yellow talisman was made by a master invited from the city by the head of our village, and the master was kind-hearted. One yellow talisman only charged us three copper coins."

Jin Renfeng was speechless.

This is three copper coins to buy a piece of waste paper.

"Then after you buy the yellow talisman, will you stop being haunted?"

"That's not true. I heard from the master that the ghost is very fierce. This kind of yellow talisman can only resist it for a while. If you enter the house, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Let me tell you, the Masi family was entered yesterday. I heard that The whole family died miserably!"

Jin Renfeng asked again: "Since you invited the master, why didn't he solve it for you?"

"Why don't you say no, my man went over to help early this morning. The master said that as long as the female ghost's body is burned at noon today, the female ghost will be burned to death."

"Can burning ghosts' dead bodies kill ghosts?" Jin Renfeng lowered his head and muttered. Naturally, he couldn't kill them, and at most it could make ghosts lose their homes.