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Chapter 192: Omen

Without the orthodoxy of Yunmen, taking this step would be like a huge ravine.

But without unblocking, I would easily be in danger if I relied solely on Xijun as an attacking forward.

I thought hard about good ideas, but finally found that I couldn't think of any way. Finally, I thought of the female lay practitioner. She is a master of magic charms. Why should I abandon the near and seek the far away?

I ran downstairs and saw the female laywoman teaching Zhao Qian magic. I went to the side and asked for help holding the secret book of Yunmen.

"Mother-in-law, this is an ancient book that Zhang Dongliang lost before. I spent a lot of effort to find it. I want to unblock the spell he cast on me, but I can't borrow the spell. I'm in trouble. Can you help me?" I said.

Please ask sincerely.

The female layman hesitated for a moment before taking the ancient book. After reading it for a while, she began to use her fingers to imitate the language of the spell.

As expected of an expert, she quickly figured out the hand gestures to break the spell. She could use hand gestures to borrow spells, which was also very difficult, even harder than reciting a spell.

The female layman also fell into deep thought. She knew that I wanted to steal other people's Taoist spells to break the curse, so she was also thinking of a way.

I learned the fingering technique from a female lay practitioner, and secretly made the seals while reciting the mantra. I cast the two spells at the same time. As a result, the double cast did not come out, and I borrowed the spell out of sync and passed out!

I was shocked and quickly stopped.

The female lay practitioner looked at me for being so stupid and wished I could slap her.

Zhao Qian was angry and laughing, and supported me as I was on the verge of collapse.

After half a while of recovery, I fell into deep thought again.

Power exists between heaven and earth, and magic is borrowed from charms and spells. There are also people who use fingering to borrow magic, that is the female lay practitioner. Her fingering is very mysterious, which can be recognized by the ancestors and opens the channel for others to borrow it.

Spells.

But there must also be orthodoxy, so the great gods will let go of the speed of downloading spells, right?

But what about the beginning of heaven and earth? Great gods also cultivated from the beginning, so how did they borrow Dharma? How did they open the channel to borrow Dharma for others?

My mind wanders far away.

Telecom borrowing method, mobile borrowing method, China Unicom borrowing method, well, everyone is connected to the Internet, and the telecom network can definitely download the files from the mobile server, but the download speed is slow. It takes a long time to decode, but it can be downloaded eventually.

Bar?

Should I try borrowing Yunmen's spells without using ghost or Taoist traditions? The female lay people have translated Yunmen's fingerings, and the gods understand these fingerings. The problem of the passage cannot be solved, right?

How about squeezing the server and spending the most time trying?

I told the female lay practitioner my thoughts. Her eyes lit up and she touched my head. I was very smart, so she started studying the translation of spells.

As the evening approached, she finally translated an unsealed spell into a common talisman for all families. However, this talisman not only required drawing the runes, but also the fingering was extremely complicated. Just writing it down was enough for me.

Finally, I recorded it using the Samsung mobile phone given to me by Han Shanshan. I slowed down my movements and started to study. It took me a long time to write it down. It was already night. A master.

I drew three talismans according to the spell drawing method in Yunmen's ancient books, and ran to the dojo to unblock them.

After preparing the magical salt and extracting the essence and blood, I borrowed the magic spell. Finally, I lived up to my hope and finally unlocked Jiang Han's soul jar.

"Lord!" Jiang Han stuck his head out, crawled out cautiously, and finally hugged me tightly. We hadn't seen each other for several days, and he was so moved that he cried loudly.

I quickly pushed him away and comforted me: "It's okay. I'll make you a Ghost King-level soul urn later. I'll unseal Song Wanyi and Hei Maojian first."

"Yes, lord." Jiang Han finally sat cross-legged on the ground.

Song Wanyi's soul urn was difficult. It failed once and succeeded once. Three talismans were just enough.

"Master, you finally succeeded and were able to unblock Wanyi. I'm so happy." Song Wanyi also wanted to take the opportunity to pounce, but I stopped her. She immediately imitated Jiang Han and started crying and knelt down.

It's so miserable sitting on the ground.

I had known that Song Wanyi would be like this when she came out, so I took out the ghost mask, took out the ghost general bracelet hidden inside from the back of the mask, took Wanyi Song's hand and put it on her.

The bracelet looked like jasper, which matched Song Wanyi very well. It shone brightly after wearing it. Song Wanyi was so surprised that she wanted to take the opportunity to kiss me.

In the end, the daughter-in-law's sister mercilessly blocked her out with the evil wind, but Song Wanyi had long been accustomed to the mistress's temper and was not sad. She touched her bracelet and looked at me with a smile.

When Xijun saw that I gave Song Wanyi a bracelet, he became unhappy in various ways. He pursed his lips, took my hand and twisted his slim body: "Brother, you are partial, why should you give Shangui something but not Xijun?"

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I can't stand girls snoring, but now I haven't found the weapon Xijun uses, so I said: "Don't worry, I will call my friend soon and ask him to find you a powerful weapon."

Weapons, what weapons do you like? Let me see."

"Xijun likes you. I don't want any bracelets anymore. Just throw away the mountain ghost." Xijun hugged her.

Song Wanyi was furious. We were all maids. Why could Xijun hug and hug her at will? It was so unfair. But she felt that she couldn't, so she snorted coldly.

"Don't throw away the mountain ghost. Brother likes you and also likes the mountain ghost. Come on, what kind of weapon do you like to use? Brother will ask someone to find one for you." I saw that Song Wanyi was very angry, so I comforted her.

"Xijun likes delicious food, likes good clothes, and he likes my brother the most!" Xijun said carelessly, saying that I was not going to let go because I was tired of it.

I feel a lot of emotion, she has the character of a child now, and I also hope that she can be like this in the future, carefree, but is this really possible? The swallowing of gods and ghosts is destined to be extraordinary in life.

After the seal of the soul urn was released, my tense mind finally relaxed a little. With these ghost generals, I could almost compete with the ghost king. Although I couldn't win, I could still escape.

The key now is to make the ghost king's soul urn again. Song Wanyi's one is cracked, and Jiang Han's is not much better than when Xijun first advanced.

It was already night when I went downstairs, and it was getting dark outside. I thought about the haunting last night. Who was the god who came to me?

I was afraid that my mother, Zhao Qian and others in the villa would be implicated, so I decided to go back to the Four Immortals Taoist Temple and take on this matter alone.

As soon as I got downstairs, my mother stood up from the sofa and came over to me and said: "The things here have basically been resolved. I will take your sister Xue back to Linxian tomorrow. You have to be good here. Nothing will happen."

Remember to call me often."

It's hard for me to understand that my mother is returning to Linxian at this time, but she won't give up on something she has decided. I don't know what made her choose to do this, but now that she has decided, she will definitely not listen to my advice.

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"Okay, then you should be careful and call me if you need anything. It's only two or three hours away," I said.

"Brother Tian, ​​I will be back soon. Don't miss me too much. If you miss me, just give me a call." Yu Xue held my hand and said.

I nodded and comforted her a few times. In fact, she missed me more.

"Tomorrow I will ask my father's driver to take my aunt back. Don't worry, Brother Tian. If Brother Tian has nothing to do tomorrow, how about we go to Linxian to play together?" Zhao Qian thought of the idea of ​​playing together.

I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "It seems that this is not possible. Li Qinghe's father has passed away. I will help him no matter what, out of the loyalty of my friends."

"Oh, okay, maybe my father will go there and I will burn incense." Zhao Qian said.

I don't know what Li Qinghe's situation is now, where Li Poxiao has fled to, or what Sun Chongyang's plans are. Anyway, the best way is to go back to the Four Immortals Taoist Temple to set up the formation.

Now that the soul urn is unlocked, Dai Mei is here, and Wang Yan is my trump card, I can kill the late ghost general. So I am very confident, and with the formation of the Four Immortals Taoist Temple, I may be able to kill Sun.

This is the Double Ninth Festival.

I am destined not to go out tonight, thinking that wherever I hide, the other party will track me down. Li Ruizhong's death is just the beginning. The mysterious man suddenly appears and disappears. Could it be that the mastermind behind the scenes has lost his composure?

? Everything, I’m afraid it’s coming tonight.


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