The old Taoist stretched his waist and stretched his legs, turned around in front of the crooked locust tree in the mass grave, and broke a branch from the tree.

When he was chasing Huyantu, he once showed his wind control technique, but because the ghosts in the forest were dense and the breeze was difficult to penetrate, he flew very low and just passed by the branches.

He wanted to show his ability, put the branch on the ground, draw the formation with the fine branches, and ask the Feitian General to enter the formation, and then said to Xie Xuan and Xiaoxiao: "This technique of controlling the wind can bring three Yuans to one, and his mind is calm, and it is integrated with the wind of the sky, the wind of the water, and the wind of the pine waves, so that he can control the wind."

After saying that, he said, "My junior brother couldn't learn this spell back then."

Xie Xuan and Xiaoxiao didn't know who his junior brother was. He heard him speak proudly and was embarrassed to ask, afraid that he would disturb his excitement. The old Taoist waited for a while and said, "Why don't you ask?"

This was his proud life, and he wanted to speak out, but the two dolls didn't ask a question, which made him feel disappointed.

Xie Xuan immediately supported the show and said to the old man: "Senior is so powerful, your junior brother must be a powerful person. Who is it? It will open our eyes to say it."

The old Taoist priest smacked his lips: "Zi Wei Zhenren is my junior brother. My master had two sets of Taoist techniques back then. The two sets of magical techniques were contrary to each other. After getting started, he asked us which one we wanted to learn."

The old Taoist priest had his hair and beards and hair were all white. He was just now in front of Xie Xuan and Xiaoxiao. When he recalled the old things, he showed a little nostalgia in his eyes.

"I was at your age at that time, and my junior brother was probably the age of a girl. The master asked us to go to the mountain wall and ask, "Two volumes of Taoism, one into the world, and the other out of the world, which one do you choose?"

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he looked at Xie Xuan and the others, as if waiting for their answers.

Since Xiaoxiao left the village, she felt that the world outside was very dangerous. When she found her master, she wanted to go back to the mountains. They also built a bamboo house and planted a few acres of land to live a comfortable life.

She thought about it and felt that she still had to choose the world.

Xie Xuan didn't say what to choose, but picked up the corner of his mouth: "The old senior chose to be born, and Ziwei's real person was selected to be born?"

The old Taoist priest nodded with a smile: "Yes, Master said that he has a strong sense of fame and fortune, and his ambition is not in the mountains and rivers, so he cannot learn it, and he does not have to learn it."

But Ziwei, the true man, did not believe in the world and had the Taoist skills he could not learn, begged his senior brother Yu Xuzi to teach him the wind control technique, but as the master said, no matter how exquisite or good his formation was drawn, no matter how well he was, he could not support him.

Xie Xuan scratched his face: "Then, why can even Hu Yantu do this?"

The implication is that even this Fenghuang control technique is not that great. The old Taoist said that it seemed that he could do it in this world, but Hu Yantu clearly flew up.

The old Taoist was still thinking about the past just now. When he heard Xie Xuan's words, he was so angry that he raised the branch and hit him in the head three times: "He is a spirit binding technique, and he binds ghost spirits to carry his body. How can that mere spiritual body be compared with the Ba Feng!"

The north and south directions, the changes in the four seasons of solar terms, and the activate wind are different.

The old Taoist priest glared at Xie Xuan, put the branches back into the formation, stepped on the branches, threw a yellow talisman into the sky, pointed his sword fingers against his eyebrows, and said "Get up!"

The branches soles of the feet soared into the air.

The old Taoist stood firmly on the branch, shaking the wine gourd and said, "If you think the branch is too shabby, you can use a sword, no matter what kind of equipment you have."

He rose up with the wind, soared up, turning back and retreating, and even turning somersaults in the air.

Xie Xuan was dazzled, and his neck was tilted more and more. When he watched him control the wind, he realized that he was using this spell with the wine jar with empty hands.

The old Taoist could stretch his waist and move his legs on the branches: "There are no decent ghosts in the forest, Hu Yantu can only restrain some spirits. If it is a decent ghost, he will be even more powerful."

Those ghosts outside the Shang King’s tomb have long lost their spiritual consciousness and cannot be considered complete ghosts.

The old Taoist priest grinned and thought: "It's like tofu, with old tofu and tender tofu, those ghosts can only be regarded as tofu scraps."

No wonder Doudou didn't even eat them. It turned out that it had lost its essence. Xiaoxiao was about to reach out to her wrist and touch Doudou's head, but she felt that the wrist was empty and Doudou was gone.

"Doudou!" she called out and searched everywhere.

The ghosts floated up on the mass grave, trembling in a circle, and a small snake with a finger was right in the middle of the circle, slid at the snake teeth at these ghosts.

Xiaoxiao then realized that Doudou had entered the mass grave, just like a mouse falling into a white rice jar. It was hungry for a long time, and the last time it ate was Jin Daoling's son. How could he not drool when he saw these ghosts?

"Doudou is here."

When Doudou heard Xiaoxiao's call, she turned her head to look at her, hesitating and waving her tail tip, looking at Xiaoxiao with longing, opened her mouth and spitting out a red letter, as if asking, "Can I eat one?"

Xiaoxiao took out the jerky meat from her pocket and squatted down to induce it: "Come on, Doudou is obedient, the ghosts here cannot be eaten. When we find someone, we will find a wild ghost for you, okay?"

Doudou was not very willing, so she tilted her head slightly, slowly swam back, swallowed the jerky meat on Xiaoxiao's hand in one bite, slapped the tip of her tail, and gently hit Xiaoxiao's back.

After hearing this, the ghosts in the mass grave all hid one by one. There were still hundreds of ghosts crying just now, but in a moment, most of them were missing. Only the ghosts and his ghost soldiers were still there.

Since you want to ask these ghosts for help, you can't let Doudou treat them as dry food.

Xiaoxiao said to the kid: "When we find someone, we will make a temple for you."

Xie Xuan also picked up a branch, drew a talisman array like the old Taoist, and stood on the branch with his small waist in his arms, throwing the yellow talisman up.

Yu Xuzi looked at him with wide eyes. He had thought about accepting an apprentice, but he had no patience to be a master. It would be better to be a little smarter. He was also a fool when he came to him, but he didn't teach any apprentice well.

He already understood the method of Fenghuanggong, but it depends on whether these two little kids can learn it.

Xie Xuan and Xiaoxiao were very accustomed to this way of teaching, and the same was true for the master. They only taught the Taoist scriptures and asked them to memorize them. From time to time, they would draw a few sentences, and they had to figure out the changes themselves.

As soon as the two of them stood up on the branch, they closed their eyes and recited the mantra of the Qingxin. When the spiritual platform was clear and they were not worried at all, the branch trembled gently under Xie Xuan's feet.

Xiaoxiao felt her feet trembling and was a little scared. She made her hands seal on her chest and recited the Qingxin Mantra again.

As soon as she moved, Xie Xuan held her waist and half-holded her in his arms: "No, there is nothing I can't learn about this." As soon as she finished speaking, the wind was coming under her armpits, and the wind was like two palms, gently lifting them up.

Yu Xuzi was holding the wine gourd and forgot to drink the wine. The wine flowed down her chin into her beard, and it was seen that the two of them had already flew up steadily and stopped in front of him.

Xie Xuan smiled: "Let's go, let's go find Huyantu!"

He was just called a rotten wood by the old Taoist, and now the rotten wood goes to the sky, and the ghost soldier leads the way and flies forward.

Yu Xuzi choked on a sip of wine, which was slower than Xie Xuan. He laughed twice. Who said he could not wait for a smart apprentice in his life?

Xie Xuan was extremely brave. Although he flew back to the wind, he was not afraid at all. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the streets and alleys under him, and boats were pedestrians.

Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and leaned against Xie Xuan, feeling her body stable, and then she opened a crack.

The night wind blew past his face, and the lights on the ground were bright. It turned out that he had only looked up and looked up at the stars. Now he looked down and saw the stars. The corner of his mouth bent and he held Xie Xuan's hand tightly.

The ghost soldiers flew straight and took them to a wild pond. Xie Xuan released the paper crane and returned to the post station to report the news. He asked King Dan to send additional personnel. Hu Yantu's harm was not eliminated and they could not sleep at night.

Xie Xuan was about to control the wind and flew to the lake, but was stopped by the old Taoist: "Don't alarm the snake. Hu Yantu is very cautious, so he must have a ban on the lake."

Xie Xuan put down Xiaoxiao and said to her: "You hide in the grass and stay away. If he comes over, you can put Doudou and bite him!"

Doudou just didn't dare to drill a bit in the sky, but now it fell to the ground and became more and more arrogant. It stood upright, opened its teeth and grinned, Xie Xuan scratched its forehead: "Let's take you some delicious ghosts."

Although Xiaoxiao was hiding in the grass, she wanted to help catch Huyantu. She looked at the direction of the ships in the lake, knotted several simple formations with red ropes, and took out a small paper man from her arms.

"There are four directions: southeast, southwest and northwest, one position in each direction."

This is what she and Xie Xuan used to catch wild beasts. No matter how small the array is, it will work as long as it is placed on it. They rely on these furs to exchange for salt and rice. Since they are catching Huyantu, they will strengthen the formation. Even wild deer and roe deer cannot escape. As long as Huyantu steps in, it will always hinder him for a moment.

The old Taoist priest gave Xie Xuan a wink. Xie Xuan understood it and leaned into the grass on the other side.

The old Taoist priest rose up in the air and called out in the air: "Huyantu, come out."

Hu Yantu turned over and sat up. He knew that the old Taoist priest had been asked, and cursed in a low voice: "The ghost will not disperse." As he said that, he glanced at Mingzhu, snorted coldly, and left the cabin.

Seeing that the old Taoist was in the air, he also used the spirit binding technique. The ghosts from the five directions carried him up. He took a small eye and quickly lowered his head, used a spell to cover up his soul consciousness, for fear that these five ghosts would tell him where they were hiding.

The same is true for Xie Xuan. Although he couldn't see it, he had heard from the old Taoist that the talisman was stuck on his forehead. Not to mention it was a ghost, even people could not see him.

Hu Yantu was held in the air by the Five Ghosts and chuckled at the old Taoist: "Yu Xuzi, Tianshi Dao has been squeezed by Fengtian Temple in Ziwei Palace and has no place to stand. If I were you, I would not have the face to meet the ancestors of Taoism after my death."

The old Taoist priest turned a deaf ear and Hu Yantu said again: "If you don't want to be in charge of affairs, you will give up the position of the leader of the Xuanmen Sect to the capable ones, and I will revive the Tao of the Heavenly Master."

After hearing this, the old Taoist priest said twice: "Revitalize the Tao of the Heavenly Master? It depends on you?"

Before he finished speaking, the wind blew, pushing the boat to shake to the shore. The leaves of thousands of petals shot towards Huyantu like flying knives. Huyantu drew circles with both hands, and a ghost flew away to block the petals for him.

The blades of the flying knife were pierced into the water and the other half pierced into the boat tent.

The old Taoist shouted loudly, and Mingzhu woke up. She had never slept hard. She couldn't hold on until the middle of the night and had just closed her eyelids.

When she heard someone coming to Hu Yantu, she thought it was her brother who sent someone to come and looked out of the cabin. She couldn't see who was coming in the dark, but she knew it was an opportunity.

The strong wind blew the boat shaking, and Mingzhu couldn't stand steadily. She used her hands and feet. As soon as she climbed outside the boat, a blade rubbed her hand and nailed it to the boat.

The blood bead immediately gushed out, Mingzhu took a breath, then gritted her teeth and couldn't let Hu Yantu know that she had escaped.

While the two were fighting, she saw that the boat was already very close to the shore with the dim moonlight, so she turned over and jumped into the water.

With a "bang" sound on the water surface, Hu Yantu looked back and saw Mingzhu paddling in the lake and pounced on the shore in a few strokes. It turned out that she didn't know how to water was lying to him.

The old Taoist took advantage of his flying god and used the wind to attack the door, Hu Yantu broke the steel sword, but the tip of the sword pierced into his chest.

Xie Xuan couldn't help but jumped out and put the red rope around Hu Yantu's head. Hu Yantu was not careful, Xie Xuan also learned the wind control technique. He was shocked and was confused and was caught by the red rope.

The old Taoist immediately took out a yellow talisman and sealed his Taoist technique.

Mingzhu was soaked all over, leaping on the shore, trying to climb up, but she was afraid that Huyantu would beat the man and chased him up, so she was locked up for another day, and she didn't have the soul. After kicking twice, she didn't climb up.
Chapter completed!