In the shrine.

Everyone stayed awake all night, waiting for dawn.

After daybreak, the witch washed up, put on a new set of clothes, put on the mask again, and sat upright in the altar tent again under the guard of many witches and witches.

At this moment, she is no longer the cautious mortal on the edge of the cliff, but a demigod who stands high in the eyes of everyone and represents the gods in the clouds.

The sacrificial witch led the group of witches to salute, and not long after, Jia Gui was welcomed in.

Jia Gui felt uneasy, not knowing what the outcome of waiting all night would be. He looked faintly inside the curtain, and it seemed that after meeting Yun Zhongjun a few times, the demeanor of the divine witch had also changed slightly.

The witch's posture became more calm and more ethereal.

The shaman thought in his heart: "That's what Yun Zhongjun is like."

When Jia Gui raised his head and saw the shadow of the shaman, he felt that the shadow overlapped with the figure by the river in the past, and he was horrified.

Jia Gui: "Could it be that the gods are really possessed by the witches at this moment?"

The witch didn't say anything, but the witches were all looking at Jia Gui.

In silence.

A witch came up holding an exquisite box that looked like jade but not jade, and stood in front of Jia Gui.

Before Jia Gui understood what was going on, the wizard spoke.

"Take this elixir and the ghosts and diseases will be eliminated."

After hearing the previous sentence, Jia Gui knew that this medicine was what he wanted this time. Although it was not the divine water as he had thought before, his initial goal was achieved.

But soon, the wizard said something again.

"The fate has come to this, there is no need to come back to fulfill your wish."

Although this sentence came from the mouth of the witch, Jia Gui understood that the witch told him on behalf of Yun Zhongjun.

Jia Gui understood something and felt lost for a moment.

What else did Jia Gui want to ask? After all, what he came here to ask for was not just one person's medicine. He was also followed by many people from the government. These people also came here to ask for divine water or medicine.

of.

As a respected person in the county, it would definitely not be justified if he came just for the sake of his family.

At least, he had to ask no matter what.

But before Jia Gui had time to speak, the wizard behind the curtain called out another person's name.

"Lu Yinyang!"

Taoist Onmyoji didn't react at first, as the other party was calling him, until the priest stepped forward and shouted to him.

"Lu Yinyang, come forward."

Opposite Jia Gui, the old Taoist on this side instantly showed an expression of ecstasy.

His purpose of following here this time was not just to be like Jia Gui before.

Enter the eyes of gods, become connected with gods, and finally get the legend from ancient times.

Immortals caressed my head, knotted my hair and granted me immortality.

Lu Yinyang hurriedly stepped forward. The little old man was running as fast as flying, shouting in a low voice as he ran.

"Lu is here, Lu is here!"

There is no longer the majesty of the master of one path, and the mystery of the Yin and Yang Taoist who has his feet on the two realms of Yin and Yang.

The witch also came out holding a box and stood in front of him. Taoist Yin Yang looked at it again and again. He didn't know what was inside. He wanted to ask but immediately restrained himself.

Soon, the wizard immediately revealed what was inside.

"Yunzhen Taoist Master Lu Yinyang, this is the recipe for dispelling ghosts."

"The name of the plague ghost causing trouble this time is written on the prescription. This recipe can both cure the plague ghost and drive away the plague ghost."

The figure behind the curtain raised his head slightly and said softly.

"Go and cure the plague ghost!"

The old Taoist carefully took the prescription, but his hands began to tremble unconsciously. He accepted it respectfully and thanked him profusely before walking out.

But of course he was not thanking the witch, but the immortal who possessed the witch.

He, Taoist Taoist Ao and several Taoist boys surrounded him. As soon as he left the house, several people sped up and ran down. They quickly crossed the mountain gate and ran to the foot of the mountain, stopping next to the stele pavilion.

The old man held the box and looked around, feeling that it was still not safe, and then walked to the other side. He finally stopped when there was silence everywhere.

After walking so far, Taoist He couldn't bear it, but Taoist Ao couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master Taoist, what kind of treasure have you got?"

"We are the only ones here, hurry up and open it and take a look!"

However, Taoist He immediately reacted and drove the Taoist boys aside.

"Go and look around, and be careful not to let anyone come over."

The old Taoist glared at the chubby Ao Taoist, and finally opened it in front of He and Ao Erdao. There was a piece of paper inside the box.

It was a clear and neat white paper, with the words arranged vertically from right to left, but the words were in red, which was exactly what the witch said was the prescription for dispelling ghosts.

The old man quickly glanced at it. It not only recorded the characteristics and weaknesses of the epidemic ghost, but also recorded the so-called ways to drive away the epidemic ghost, that is, the method of prevention and control.

This method is much more complete than the one summarized by the veteran before. All the weaknesses of the plague ghost are fully revealed in this recipe.

Finally, there is the prescription for how to cure the plague ghost.

There is not just one prescription, but multiple prescriptions, with different adjustments depending on the symptoms and severity.

"The magic formula to exorcise ghosts!"

"This is the magic formula to drive away ghosts!"

The old Taoist shouted in a low voice that he had seen many so-called panacea prescriptions in his life, but the origins of them were mostly illusory.

As for its actual effect, it is boasted to outsiders but he himself knows whether it is of any use.

Although this prescription is not a prescription for immortality, it is actually obtained from the hands of gods.

Although the things recorded in this fairy prescription cannot live forever, the wonder of dispelling plague ghosts is indescribable in their eyes.

In their view, the plague ghosts are beyond the mundane world and are the existence of ghosts and gods. Mortal things cannot deal with them.

And can deal with them.

Nature is magic, magical power.

Those who can write down the weaknesses and characteristics of plague ghosts are secret inheritance that cannot be disclosed to outsiders.

and.

In addition to giving them the magic formula to drive away the plague ghost, the gods also gave them decrees to cure the plague ghost.

In their opinion, this is a good start. It is the communication between the human and divine worlds during their previous Zhaijiao ceremony. This is the response of the gods to them.

The old Taoist took a long breath: "Sure enough, the gods have set a test for us."

Taoist Ao scratched his head: "Does this mean that our fasting ceremony is still complete?"

The old Taoist was full of confidence: "Of course it's done. Although my Zhaijiao method is not as good as the thousands of years of heritage of the witches, and I can directly invite the gods, but communicating with the upper world and letting the gods hear our voices is still a problem.

No problem."

Taoist He asked cautiously: "If this test is completed, could it be that..."

The old Taoist patted Taoist He on the head and scolded.

"So edgy!"

"We got a fairy prescription for such a small thing, what else do we want in return?"

"Being able to communicate with the gods and act according to their decrees is a reward in itself."

"And since ancient times, tribulations have been numbered as nine, even four-nine, nine-nine. The road to becoming an immortal is full of hardships and has a long way to go!"

"However, we can be considered as having entered the door and won the favor of the gods."

"For other people, if you want a god to look at you like that, how can it be so easy?"

The three Taoists who were keen on becoming immortals and cultivating Taoism were very motivated and worked hard to do this well, but they soon fell into the research of the immortal formula.

"Look at this paper. It's definitely not mundane paper. It's so tough, and there's not a single flaw in the white. It must be made of clouds in the sky."

"Look at this word, the writing of the immortal is like the legendary heavenly garment. It is said that the garment is flawless, and the handwriting is like a knife cutting and axe chiseling. It is indeed the handwriting of an immortal!"

That word is not actually pretty, but it just gives people a weird feeling.

Strange regularity, strange strokes.

The strokes and strokes are not in line with people's habit of writing with a brush. They are so regular that it feels awkward, as if they are framed by something, like a heavenly rule.

"What kind of red is the color of this word? It doesn't look like cinnabar. The handwriting is so clear and even that it's impossible to tell what it was written with."

A group of people started studying the contents of the fairy prescription, then studying the paper of the fairy prescription, and finally even studying the words.

In their eyes, this small piece of paper seems to contain thousands of inexplicable secrets.

There are many hidden avenues.
Chapter completed!