Zhou Xuan borrowed the altar set up by Jiale and happened to help Taoist Simu to solve the magic.

In fact, this spell is not too difficult to remove, and Master Ikki did not use any follow-up methods to maintain the spell. It’s just that Taoist Master Four-My eyes was restrained by the spell and could not make any moves. Otherwise, if he was himself, he would have thought of a way to remove it.

But Jiale and him have not learned much ability for so many years. If Zhou Xuan had not taken action now, he would have to drink the tank of oil.

After Zhou Xuan helped to solve the magic, he pretended to rest and restore his magic power.

Taoist Simu felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect to ask Zhou Xuan to help him rescue him. He thanked Zhou Xuan and ordered Jiale to prepare breakfast.

After all this tossing, his body felt a little tired. He first consumed some mana, and then was smeared by Master Ikki and Jingjing. Even though he was strong, he felt a little sore in his waist and back pain. So he planned to sleep for a while and have a good rest.

Zhou Xuan began to slowly regulate his breathing and accumulate energy. He waited here for a day and a night just to make the group of people coming later.

The sky outside gradually became brighter, and a noise suddenly came from outside the door.

About twenty people carried the sedan chair and pushed a pair of bronze-horned gold coffins, passing by the doors of Taoist Simu and Master Ikki.

The one who walked in front was a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe. He also urged and shouted to the people behind him from time to time.

"hurry up!"

Behind him was a coffin made of copper, which looked extremely heavy. The coffin was placed on a wooden cart and wrapped in an ink-dog net. A piece of silk was placed on the cover of the coffin, and a small tent was supported at the corners of the surroundings to protect the coffin from wind and rain.

Some people behind them were wearing officers and soldiers' clothes, and the child who seemed to be ten years old was even more extraordinary. The ones they wore were wearing were not like ordinary officials.

Next to the sedan chair, there was a seemingly sissy man, waving the sweat towel in his hand and shouting at the other officers and soldiers.

"Be careful."

Zhou Xuan and Taoist Master Simu, Jiale, heard the movements from the outer door and walked out one after another. Master Ikki and Jingjing next to him were also standing at the door to check the situation.

After Taoist Simu saw the pedestrian clearly, he immediately took Zhou Xuan and Jiale over. Master Ikkyu also gave Jingjing a few words, and then followed him over.

Taoist Qianhe in front saw Taoist Simu coming over and immediately waved with a smile.

"Senior Brother!"

When Taoist Simu saw Taoist Qianhe, a smile appeared on his face.

Most of them, Maoshan disciples, live in various places. Do you have the opportunity to meet? Taoist Master Qianhe is the kind of Taoist priest who helps the court, unlike Taoist Master Simu and Uncle Jiu who are living a life.

Taoist Master Qianhe walked to Taoist Master Simu and greeted Taoist Master Simu in Maoshan's unique gesture.

"Senior Brother."

Taoist Simu also replied with the same gesture.

"Yeah, junior brother."

After saying that, he smiled and introduced Zhou Xuan to Taoist Master Qianhe.

"This is my apprentice Jiale, so I won't introduce it. This is Senior Brother Lin's proud disciple, Qiu Sheng."

Zhou Xuan pinched his hands into sword fingers, put his upper right and left hand together, and placed his hands on his chest, and his position was a little higher than Taoist Master Qianhe. Lower gestures mean that the higher the seniority, the higher the gestures mean that the lower the seniority. He bowed to Taoist Master Qianhe with a smile on his face and shouted.

"Uncle Master."

He looked at Taoist Master Qianhe and then looked at Taoist Master Simu, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's really a bit amazing."

Taoist Master Qianhe nodded, smiled and bowed.

"Haha, I have heard of the title of Ao Sheng's nephew. And we are not unfamiliar with us. We must have a good chat if we have the chance."

Whether it is Zhou Xuan's powerful power or outstanding talent, it has long been spread throughout Uncle Jiu's circle of friends. The Taoist Dharma has already caught up with their seniors in its path, and it is also considered a dominant boss in terms of power.

Uncle Jiu has such a treasure apprentice, so he shouldn't show it off. At his age, he is not very interested in power, wealth and lust. He only has a little face and doesn't fight for steamed buns and breathe. But he didn't say much to Zhou Xuan, so as not to damage his master's glorious image.

However, Zhou Xuan contacted Master Qianhe through Uncle Jiu, and thus calculated the relatively accurate time of encounter.

Jiale next to him also hurriedly bowed to Taoist Master Qianhe.

"Uncle Master."

Taoist Qianhe smiled and replied without saying anything. To be honest, he didn't even remember Jiale's name.

At this moment, Master Ikkyu also came over and said hello to Taoist Master Qianhe.

"Master Qianhe, Amitabha Buddha."

Taoist Master Qianhe smiled and said with a greeting.

"Master Ikki."

He had been to Taoist Simu before, otherwise how could he recognize Lu and come to this place again? So he was not unfamiliar with Master Ichikyu and he admired him very much.

The manager behind him shook the sweat towel at Taoist Qianhe, frowned and asked sharply.

"Hey, hey hey, why are you stopping here?"

Taoist Master Qianhe turned his head and explained to Manager Wu.

"Mr. Wu, I will borrow some glutinous rice from my senior brother."

This time he was transporting the coffin to Beijing, he was always a little uneasy. However, this was not the first time he encountered such a thing, and he was still a little sure of it, otherwise he would not have taken on it. But in order to prevent accidents, he decided to come to Taoist Simu to borrow some glutinous rice to defend himself.

Manager Wu said with some confusion.

"Sticky rice?"

The little prince next to him was very considerate and said to Manager Wu.

"Mr. Wu Shi, let's take a break."

This little prince is the seventy-first prince. His mission this time is to transport the zombies in the coffin to Beijing.

When the Minister Wu saw the little prince speak, he said to everyone.

"Okay, let's rest. Let it go, let it go."

The Simin Taoist Master showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and turned to Jiale and ordered.

"Jiale, give glutinous rice to the uncle."

Jiale nodded and replied.

"Um."

Turning around and running into the house.

On the other side, Zhou Xuan had already walked to the bronze horn gold coffin and gently touched the surface of the coffin with his hand. He clearly felt the biting cold inside, and then turned to ask Taoist Master Qianhe.

"Uncle Qianhe, this bronze horned golden coffin is wrapped in an ink doll net. Is it inside..."

Of course he knew there were zombies inside, and asked about this just to cover up to touch the coffin.

He just wanted to try it, and went directly to the coffin to collect the zombies and see if it could work. But the result was obvious, he failed. But this was just a random try. If it failed, there would be no loss and would not affect the plan. If it succeeds, he would save a lot of things.

Taoist Master Qianhe turned his head and looked at the bronze horned golden coffin, nodded with a serious expression and said.
Chapter completed!