Fahai left, leaving behind a mess, the victim Chang Bai was confused. Today, the matter was strange everywhere, and I couldn't figure it out or understand it. I just felt particularly aggrieved.

It was already depressed enough to become Guangpiao, and there were people next to him who gloat. The three gods of Shangqing Temple looked normal, but the smiles in their pupils could not be covered up. They just wanted to celebrate and applaud.

"You three, do you want to fight?"

Can't afford to offend Fahai, can't you afford to offend these three guys? The foundation-building realm cannot do the spirit to follow the thoughts, but there is no problem with the sound gathering into bundles. Chang Bai's lips moved slightly, and the sound reached the ears of Shangqing Guan and the three of them, which turned into Hong Zhong Dalu, which made people's ears numb.

The true man of Huayang sat on the chair and ignored it. Yan Chixia stood behind her and smiled without saying a word. Taoist Master Qingfengzi rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: The idiot who came from there, the person who provoked you was Fahai. If you have the ability to go to Jinshan Temple to burn his dilapidated temple, what might be the majesty in front of us?

Since ancient times, the immortal cultivation has been disgusted with each other. In the eyes of Taoist Qingfengzi, the bald donkey in Jinshan Temple is not a good person, but the immortal cultivation in front of him is not necessarily a good bird. It is a thing that the dog bites a dog's hair and fights between the two sides is a happy thing. I just regret that the occasion is wrong and I can't drink a few drinks. It's a pity to think about it.

It is obvious that this immortal cultivator who came out of nowhere suffered a secret loss. This is right. It is normal to suffer losses, especially these so-called immortal cultivators, who are usually so arrogant that they are almost tilted to the sky, and they look at people with their nostrils, but they don’t know what they have to be arrogant.

"Young Master Zhao, are you okay?"

Fahai appeared suddenly, and left suddenly, but the injured were guests of the Zhang family and the grandson's wife's family. The old lady had to ask about it because of her feelings and reason.

Chang Bai shook his head, and the old lady wanted to ask again. Seeing that he looked down with his head and didn't want to say more, it was hard to ask again. Today, this was a bit too evil. Zen Master Fahai liked to be a monk. This was the first time she heard that it was impossible to slaughter people by saying Amitabha Buddha. This was even more unheard of. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never believe it.

In the future, it would be better for the family to stay away from those enlightened monks. I always feel that if I am not careful, my baby grandson will be abducted away. I decided that the Zhang family will not allow monks to come to the door in the future, and even bald people will not do it!

After Fahai left, the three people in Shangqingguan breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, they were under great pressure. There was a tiger standing beside them. Even if the tiger said it was vegetarian, no one dared to take it lightly. After all, eating vegetarianism and hurting people are different, especially for some giants, intentional or unintentional blowing of the slight wind is a disaster for the insects.

That's right, all the monks in the seven southeastern states are all bugs. It's amazing that one is a little bigger. Fahai didn't say it, and they knew it in their hearts that it was just that this kind of bug also had the benefits of being bugs. As long as they didn't seek death on their own, Fahai would have to stare at them and have no choice but to do anything about them.

"Old layman Zhang, it is better not to delay the matter of Mr. Zhang anymore. It is better to start as soon as possible!"

When catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, the people in Shangqing Temple dared to pat their chests and said that the entire Suzhou Prefecture could not find anything more professional than them. Not to mention anything else, it took more than an hour to survey Feng Shui and determine Yin and Yang. It didn’t take so long. For money, don’t care whether it is useful or not, just put your attitude forward and give people a thumbs up at a glance. Professionalism is that simple.

The location was selected at the Four Seasons Pavilion. Except for a table, the rest of the houses inside were moved out, and then the altar was set up. Huayang Zhenren personally took action, holding a child-high orchid and bamboo pen, with the good cinnabar as ink, and meticulously drew talismans on the wall and the floor. Qingfengzi took the hand beside him, tied the talismans and copper bells one by one with red lines, and hung them carefully on the wall. Finally, he took out a palm-sized shrine from the package, placed it on the table in accordance with the direction, and then put it on the table after worshiping for three times, and covered it with a piece of yellow brocade.

Not only Zhang Yao, but also Cui'er and others were invited out. I don't know if it was a psychological reason. The sun was shining outside, but the room was inexplicably cold. As Huayang Zhenren continued to write, this feeling became more and more obvious.

Zhang Biao, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was also a little uncomfortable at this moment. He subconsciously moved two steps toward his brother. Later, he felt that it was not safe, so he simply came to Zhang Yao directly.

"Young Master, can these two people do it?" He glanced at the Huayang real man not far away, and whispered: "The Lu brother from the Lu family who was in the Maqiao Bridge had also been infected. He invited the famous Lai Shenpo from Suzhou Prefecture. Brother Lu's limbs were twitching and unconscious for three days. Lai Shenpo came to his house to pay a visit and asked Huang Daxian to take action. The Kung Fu after a meal woke up. Everyone said that Lai Shenpo was the Queen Mother who came down to earth..."

"Stop it," Zhang Yao frowned and said, "Why are you telling me this?"

Zhang Biao swallowed and said dryly, "Young Master, since Lai Shenmo is the Queen Mother, she must have a strong magical power. Why don't we invite her to come and find the Taoist priest of Shangqingguan?"

"Do you think a witch would be more professional than a mage from Shangqing Temple?"

"Why not?" Zhang Biao said unconvincedly: "We don't understand such divine things. I think Lai Shenpo is more reliable than the people from Shangqing Temple. By the way, young master," he stepped forward, lowered his body and said mysteriously: "Don't you think that since the Taoist priest drew these things on the wall, the atmosphere in the house was something wrong? I doubt..."

The sound became smaller and smaller, and at the end it became as thin as a mosquito. Looking at Zhang Yao who came over subconsciously, "He" was ecstatic. The man said that "he" would take seven days to complete possession, otherwise this body would not be able to be manipulated freely. What's hateful is that only two days have passed, the stinky Taoist priest from Shangqing Temple came.

That person also said, "Wait! What did that person say? Why can't he remember it? No, who told me? Who is that person? I can't remember it, I can't remember it at all!"

It seemed that he had forgotten something very important. He inexplicably wanted to go crazy. But after seeing Zhang Yao, he calmed down again. There was nothing more wonderful than revenge. He used this hand to break the enemy's neck and tear his body in half!

"Zhang Biao, you have changed!" Zhang Yao suddenly stopped, looked at Zhang Biao who was close to him, and sighed, "You were not like this before!"

What did he say? Zhang Biao? By the way, 'I'm Zhang Biao now, I have changed? No, I haven't changed, I am still me, huh? Who am I?

At some point, there was an incense burner on the only table in the room, with a lit incense inserted inside, and a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of the nose. This smell made him feel very comfortable, and his body was lazy and unable to lift up a trace of strength, but strangely, the anger in his heart was boiling, as if two voices were pulling, one letting him rest; the other advised him to do it quickly.

Looking at Zhang Biao who slowly closed his eyes, Zhang Yao slowly retreated gently, and retreated far enough, shook the cold sweat that did not exist on his forehead, turned his head and whispered to the person next to him: "The real person is as expected, and my follower is indeed a problem!"

The true man Huayang looked glamorous. When he learned that the four people had encountered a ghost and hit the wall, he immediately realized that there was something wrong with it. First of all, Zhang Yao was ruled out. It was not that the Zhang family’s son was special, but because Fahai had come, he was a Arhat and a man of high magic power in the world. He wanted to hide his eyes from him. Ghosts? Even if the ghost immortal came, it would not work!

Having Fahai's bottom line saves a lot of trouble for Huayang Zhenren. As long as he is not possessed by the Zhang family, he can do not have too many methods.

Zhang Hu looked at his brother with a worried look. Although he looked like a fool and didn't like to use his brains when doing things, he was not a fool. He was called to Sijiting in a confused manner, saying that he wanted to exorcise evil spirits together. Now the young master, Cui'er and himself have nothing to do, but Zhang Biao stood there as if he was asleep, and knew in his heart that something was wrong with him.

"Huayang Zhenren, what should I do next?"

When Zhang Hu heard the young master's inquiry, he immediately pricked up his ears. It was related to the safety of his close relatives. No matter how hard a person is, he could not be indifferent. What's more, the two brothers had a strong relationship. Although they knew that they could not help, they still came to the front.

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry," Huayang Zhenren was anxious at all and said slowly: "First of all, let's determine the origin of the ghost..."

"Real person, do you need such trouble?" Zhang Yao said in confusion: "You have great magic power, just take this ghost directly? Why do you have to determine his origin?"

"Young Master Zhang doesn't know anything," Qing Fengzi explained with a smile: "A mere ghost can suppress something with a backhand. I can let him lose his soul without the master's action. But isn't the young master curious about the origin of this ghost? Why does it possess the people in the mansion and what purpose it is? These must be understood one by one."

If it were an ordinary family, Huayang Zhenren might not be so troublesome. As the disciple said, just suppress it casually. There are so many ghosts in this world, and they will happen every day when encountering ghosts and evil spirits. If everyone has to be clear, the gods will be exhausted.

After all, the Zhang family is different. Of course, the service must be more in place. As long as the old lady Zhang and as long as the Zhang family continues to strongly support Shangqingguan in the future, troubles and other things are all small things.

Therefore, it is not easy for anyone. It is a pity that Huayang Zhenren has been practicing Taoism for decades, and he has to bow his waist for this Adu. The divine cultivation is different from the immortal cultivation, and the four gates of wealth and law are never able to get around. Especially this number one wealth is even more crucial!

"Please wait for a moment," the real person smiled reservedly. He waved the dust in his hand gently, and the red line in the house seemed to have gained life. He climbed along the floor like a snake to Zhang Biao's feet, wrapping upwards little by little along his legs.

Seeing the curiosity in Zhang Yao's eyes, Qingfengzi hurriedly said, "Young Master Zhang, this is a soul-fixing line, which is no less than a steel chain for ghosts. No matter how hard he has, he can't break free."

"Can't break free? How could I break free?" Zhang Yao asked with interest: "I saw that the soul-fixing thread was only the thickness of a hair, and even a three-year-old child could break it. Zhang Biao, possessed by this ghost, is a person who is a mountain carrying a tripod. Don't take it lightly!"

"Young Master, this is the magical part of the soul-fixing line," Qingfengzi showed off: "People who possessed ghosts have a few more strength than before, and some can even be as large as one or two times. The reason for this is that, on the one hand, the evil energy is entangled; on the other hand, this strength comes from the vitality of the possessed person. The greater the change, the heavier the evil energy and the deeper the harm to the body."

"The soul-determining line is exactly the nemesis of evil spirits. As long as the soul-determining line is used to tie up the person who is infected with evil spirits, the evil spirit will be suppressed, and the whole body's strength will be dissipated. You cannot move it up and down, and you must rest for three or five days!"

"So amazing? The three immortal masters of Shangqing Temple are really extraordinary. Zhang is considered to be eye-opening today." Since someone is willing to explain, Zhang Yao certainly doesn't mind praising him twice. It's just a few words, but it doesn't take much effort.

"Young Master praised it. Requiem incense and Soul-Stationing Line are the unique treasures of our Shangqing Temple. By the way, you know how these two things are made?"

"I don't know, I have to ask the Taoist priest to help me solve my doubts."

"Young Master, you are so kind. This Requiem is a magical tree selected from outside the domain..."

Listening to the sound coming from his ears, Huayang Zhenren smiled slightly, controlling the soul-calculating line without any effort, it only takes one thought. Seeing his disciple so intentional, he was very pleased. It was not easy to practice Taoism. If it could attract Mr. Zhang to look at him in a different way, it would be considered a fortune.

Divine cultivation requires a lot of materials to practice, and those materials are rare and valuable. There are so many things in the Taoist temple every year. Everyone wants it. If you take a little more, I will be less. If I say that I will not be delayed by practicing it. Perhaps because of this difference, the state that should have been natural cannot be broken through. Because it cannot be broken through, the status in the Taoist temple may decline in the next year. Once it decreases, the quota that should have been smaller, and finally a vicious cycle will be formed.

It sounds ridiculous, but this is a reality. For that quota, everyone is trying hard to avoid others being too much and less. Every time they have to fight for the dust. Often, they are brothers and brothers in the last second, and the next second, they are likely to turn against each other. If you think about it carefully, it is really...
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