Zhang Sanfeng is naturally surprised and the Taoists outside the house are all aware of the stormy air in the patriarch’s tile house at this time!
The pervasion of Fawei made it difficult for them to breathe, and the incense almost filled their chests. Lian Buyun, a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, immediately let his disciples disperse to Tongwei backyard to avoid here, and immediately looked at the tile house with great confusion.
Today, Brother Ji’s return smells strange everywhere, even Master.
Wawu Jixiang followed her mouth and recited the new tactic.
"Sen Luo Zhong soul with longing; Dream trance parade changes; Three souls and seven spirits Jin Mu number … "
Seeing two people shake their bodies, and then coming out of them, two illusory figures, three souls and seven souls, are briefly condensed, and at this time, the so-called "missing" part can be seen intuitively.
Look at Feng Xiucai’s soul-shaped eyebrows. The cool soul has been scattered into a pool. The twisted liquid state has not been fixed, but it has turned into a hazy dim fog. The cool soul is scattered into a soul shed, and the strong soul can be known. If people lose their cool soul, they will become a walking corpse.
And the lack of two spirits, a director of crisis consciousness, a corpse and a dog, and a director of the main body are full of vigor and vitality. At this time, the state is that those two spirits have shrunk their positions. When the brilliance has become a grain of rice, the shape of the head and abdomen of the soul is constantly twisted and shaken like mud.
"It’s amazing that people’s souls are rotting away. No wonder they can’t wake up."
"I can’t even call out your soul-calling spell because it is so sophisticated."
Zhang Sanfeng talked about the magic of Ji Xiang’s spell again.
Ji Xiang kept her eyes on the scriptures.
"I don’t know if the flesh and blood belong to the soil …"
Two people walking in the form of souls, and three souls’ consciousness gathering out of the form of souls, Ji Xiang moves backhand, and two spirits seal the wall with two white symbols.
"How is this done?"
Zhang Sanfeng curious to ask.
Ji Xiang explained that "the flesh is the soul, and the three souls are the consciousness. Only when there are three souls can consciousness drive the seven souls to carry out activities. This is personal unity."
"But at this time, I will separate my consciousness like a dead ghost. If a ghost loses its ghost form, it will become a ghost. If a ghost dies, it will become a residual consciousness. If I hope to die, it will become a sense of helplessness. If I die, it will completely die. The past and the future will be gone."
In the final analysis, ghosts are the changes of yin after the soul loses its body, and the core of ghosts is the contrast between Xi and Yi, just as people need body, soul and essence to live.
Then divide the two soul shapes and dismember the parts where the soul is shed.
A pool of mud seems cool, my soul shrinks, my soul falls to the ground, and I still squirm
Soul consciousness has been transferred. This technique is amazing. Zhang Sanfeng was just about to praise this technique. He saw it in two sentences. It was still crawling and rotten. The face changed and changed.
What is this thing that can creep without the soul core?
Ji Xiang turned the remaining soul and spirit into the initial state regardless of each other and sealed it into the other two symbols, thus completing the preparation work.
Two ofuda seals Xi Yi, two ofuda seals the initial soul, and then four ofuda are affixed to two people one by one. After about an hour, the ofuda’s eyes slowly opened.
Feng Xiucai woke up first, but his eyes were vacant. He realized that he was going to sit up. As a result, his body didn’t listen and he fell to the ground with a bang!
"It hurts me! This, this, this! How come my hands and feet don’t listen! "
"God, I can’t write, let alone test people, I’m afraid I can’t eat!"
Ji Xiang pulled him up.
"Come on, stop yelling. It’s just that the new seven spirits in your body haven’t recovered and you can’t control it."
"Tell me what happened to you? What about Shinto and your wife? "
Chapter two hundred and ninety Song God King
Feng Xiucai only recovered from that dizzy feeling at this time and saw her elephant suddenly screaming.
"Ji long thank goodness you can come! How long have I been sleeping? It’s disturbing here! "
"Don’t worry, it’s Wudang Three Corpses God who sent you back here."
Feng Menglong was relieved to learn that he is now in Wudang Mountain, and immediately patted his brain to sort out his memories and thoughts. After all, the soul has just reshaped people’s wisdom, but deep thinking at this time will still produce incoherent phenomena.
Feng Menglong gabbled a bunch of confusing words, and it took about half a column of incense before he could sort out his memory and thoughts.
After all, there are three monks who keep a low profile and don’t encounter those big monsters. At the same time, most of the southern monsters have been called to Yingtianfu because King Lu wants to be immortal. At this time, it is safer to walk on the site of King Lu.
Going along the Yangtze River all the way west, everyone was quite happy, but when we got to Xiangyang, something went wrong.
"When I arrived in a village near Xiangyang, I was separated. It was like being dazed for a moment and then suddenly recovering, and there was only ten foxes left around me."
"That village is called Taiping Town."
At that time, it was strange to see what large-scale activities seemed to be held when I entered the villages and towns, and the villagers were not dressed like citizens.
Because of the sudden separation of the two sides, there is no way to find a place where people can try their luck.
"There are countless kinds of activities of offering sacrifices to the gods, such as social fire, Nuo opera and rural drama. Since ancient times, many people gathered to offer sacrifices to the little fox to watch the man who played the gods say that his brow was peaceful and his life was expensive, but I saw it in the past …"
Seeing her elephant staring at herself, Feng Xiucai said awkwardly, "I can’t look at life."
"But I saw that face was different. Fox Xiao Shi said that the masked face was smiling. I saw that it was an angry purple face and that my eyes were still going round and round and I bowed my head."
"Then look at the big temple for offering sacrifices to the gods. I saw that it was written on the black side. I was shocked. Fox Xiaoshi said that he saw a beautiful golden temple carved with beams and painted buildings, and it was full of yang, which made people feel comfortable, but I felt uncomfortable. It was like there were thousands of worms crawling."
Feng Menglong said that at that time, the villagers tried their best to let them enter the temple to worship, and said that three people went into the temple before and described their shapes and shapes exactly like Nanyang, Hou Niang and Desperate Fairy. As soon as they heard it, they immediately went into the temple. There were more than a dozen statues that were gods, and several heads were broken.
The two rooms in the temple are symmetrical with one left and one right, which are filled with all kinds of paper money for offering sacrifices to the gods, and two plaques are hung with the words "salary"
The statue of the Lord of God looks like an emperor wearing the same purple mask as the former worshipper, but he can’t see his face 2.
"There is something wrong with the gods! At that time, I felt as if something was staring at me, and then the temple asked me to kowtow and said that the heavenly king would bless us and we didn’t knock! The gentleman was born in heaven and earth … I am a scholar of Confucianism, how can I worship the little god of Shan Ye! "
Ji Xiang was surprised. "If you don’t worship, you won’t worship. Is that temple trying to bully you?"
Feng Menglong a clap a thigh "of course! Ah, bah! What are you talking about? The word is inappropriate! "
"I’m so smart to think of Ji Daochang, and you told me that the Forbidden City was because when I didn’t pay attention to sealing the gods today, I could give those demon gods the opportunity to change the civet cats …"
"I will ask you if this god has been conferred by the court? There is a book of gods that has been canonized. The temple said that the place has been canonized. I asked which body this heavenly king belongs to, which is the god or the earth, which is the water official or the nether world, which is the mountain god or the land is the Vulcan or … "
"Then guess what!"
Feng Menglong here a little excited.