Those years when I practiced Taoism in the magic capital

Chapter 147 The end of science [Subscribe! 】

"hiss"

On the third floor, Yu Wenjian sucked his teeth: "The multi-dimensional space overlaps, and it's still there!"

Zhao Gan rushed down dumbly: "Teacher, I think we have to put out the fire first, you set it on fire."

"Sure enough, the multidimensional space is not mature yet!"

Yu Wenjian stretched out his head and looked at the thick smoke billowing in the south, not panicking at all: "It has a certain nature of a mirage."

"teacher"

Wang Bei found it hard to believe: "A mirage, isn't it really optical refraction?"

Yu Wenjian remained silent until he reached the bottom of the building before he said, "You're still young, so you haven't seen it before. That year, I was only in my 30s, and I personally entered a mirage in Beisi Lake!"

Yu Wenjian stopped talking immediately: "Only when you see it with your own eyes, you have the right to speak. Unfortunately, that time, the person who went in with me was just a fisherman. We saw it with our own eyes. Hey, let's not talk about it."

Wang Bei still knew this. In that year, Yu Wenjian spent several years in prison.

"So, do you have any conclusions about the space-time shift of the fireball just now?"

Looking at Wang Bei who was eager to learn, Yu Wenjian stopped in his footsteps: "The fire is gone."

"We are all watching, but you don't find anything special?"

Yu Wenjian's eyes were shining brightly: "No matter what we throw, half an hour, every time is a standard half an hour, a Taoist priest will appear and clean up what we throw."

"What's so special about this?"

"What's so special?"

Yu Wenjian smiled mysteriously: "The movements of Taoist priests are the same, even when cleaning fireballs, the movements are the same. According to the principle, normal people clean fireballs differently from other garbage!"

"Now, I suspect, the mirage materializes, and"

Wang Bei pricked up his ears, and Yu Wenjian took a deep breath: "The Taoist priests seem to be the same, but in fact they all come from different time and space. world!"

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun was a little confused when he heard Yu Wenjian's words through Fu Niao.

"It sounds very learned."

However, the old man is starting to set fire now, and if he is uncertain about the next step, he will make even crazier moves: "We must drive him away!"

Before, those three young men were frightened by the remnant soul once, and they haven't left yet. Obviously, the remnant soul didn't play a very big role.Looking at the cathedral purgatory formation, Zhang Qingyun shook his head again: "The evil spirit is about to evolve into an evil ghost, and there must be no mistakes during this period."

"The evil spirit instantly absorbs the yang energy of a person, and that will kill a person."

"Remnant souls are useless, at least they must have the level of wandering souls, maybe they will be useful."

A remnant soul is an incomplete soul, with incomplete consciousness and chaotic memory.

It serves no purpose at all other than being scary.

You can only enter reincarnation, complete your soul, and reincarnate.

Although the level of the wandering soul is not high, it can already absorb Yang Qi, and can release Yin wind and cold air through itself.
The day before July [-]th, a wandering spirit fell outside the courtyard. Zhang Qingyun, who was practicing, suddenly opened his eyes.The moment Youhun entered the cathedral purgatory formation, Zhang Qingyun landed a spirit control talisman between Youhun's eyebrows: "Finally waiting for you!"

It has been a long time, and no yin has been attracted to enter the Taoist temple.

On July [-]th, before and after the gate of hell is opened, it is the time when there are the most Yin objects.

Zhang Qingyun first controlled Fu Niao and flew to the window sill on the third floor.

Zhao Gan and Wang Bei surrounded Wen Jian, writing and drawing, and the draft paper was full of mysterious curves.

Controlling the talisman bird, a talisman landed on Wen Jian: "Hui Guang condenses the book, evil spirits dare not approach, only when his Hui Guang is sealed, wandering souls dare to approach."

After sealing Yu Wenjian's Huiguang, Zhang Qingyun controlled the wandering soul and landed in the rented room.

In an instant, the temperature in the room dropped, and gusts of wind blew in the room, vaguely like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The three of them turned around at almost the same time, Zhao Qian's legs gave way, and he wanted to run away.

Wang Bei instantly felt that his endocrine was overloaded again, and his pants were wet.
ghost!
Yu Wenjian stood up directly. When Zhao Gan and Wang Bei thought that Yu Wenjian was about to run away, Yu Wenjian trembled all over, his face was flushed, and his brows were full of excitement.

"For 19 years, I have been trying to prove that ghosts must exist. They all say that I am crazy, stupid, and people die like lights out."

Yu Wenjian pointed at the wandering soul: "Grab her!"

Zhao Gan almost sat down on the ground, Wang Bei supported the table with both hands, his body kept shaking, and he was about to fall down at any time.

Who catches whom?
Teacher, who are you with?

"waste!"

Yu Wenjian cursed in a low voice, pulled over to his bag, and took out a series of things from it.

Ink fountain, yellow talisman paper, mahogany sword, and a bottle of black dog blood.

Zhao Gan and Wang Bei were so frightened that they couldn't help but want to laugh: "Teacher, you are in science, why did you become a Taoist monk?"

Yu Wenjian didn't raise his head, he was fiddling with the bottles and cans in his hands: "What do you know, the end of science is metaphysics!"

The end of science is metaphysics?

Zhao Qian and Wang Bei are both serious college students. They all know that many famous scientists abroad, when their research reaches a certain level, absolute concepts will turn into magic sticks!
"Finally you are here"

Yu Wenjian muttered: "In order to study ghosts, the old man once ate and drank in the morgue for half a year. He also lived in the cemetery for a month."

"The old man originally thought that the soul does not exist, and God treats me well, but when I retired, I saw a ghost!"

He casually poured out the blood of the black dog in his hand.

"Zizzi."

The wandering soul screamed, shocking the soul.The scream was inaudible to both ears, but the soul trembled, causing fear from the bottom of the heart.

"it works!"

"Don't be wiped out, I still keep it for research."

Yu Wenjian's face was overjoyed, and the mahogany sword was covered with rooster blood
In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun suddenly felt that his control over the wandering soul was interrupted.

On the third floor, there was a sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves that made the soul tremble: "Ah!"

Zhang Qingyun's eyelids twitched: "An old man actually killed a wandering soul?!"

"What is the origin of this old man?"

Zhang Qingyun feels that this old man's identity is not just a professor, but must have another identity: "Looking at this posture, it looks a lot like the Maoshan School."

There are actually some tricks, no wonder he is confident: "It seems that this trick must be used."

Zhang Qingyun closed his eyes and practiced. At three or four o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qingyun controlled the talisman bird and landed outside the window on the third floor.

In the room, Zhao Gan and Wang Bei were not there, and Yu Wenjian was still flipping through the documents, not intending to fall asleep.

"If you don't sleep, I will help you sleep!"

Asuka returned and landed outside the window on the third floor again, a talisman landed on Yu Wenjian.

Yu Wenjian's head sank, and he fell asleep on the table.

On the talisman bird's leg, another talisman shattered silently, and a ray of light sank into Wen Jian's eyebrows.

Zhang Qingyun felt hazy in front of his eyes, as if he was in the void of the universe.

The stars are floating, and the barriers of the universe also exist: "This is the dream of that old man, it will be a dream of several universes spliced ​​together!"

There are no excessive desires, no distracting thoughts, just a pure universe!
Hui Guangning's people are really different.

"Finally saw it again. Tsk tsk"

Suddenly, beside Zhang Qingyun, Yu Wenjian was holding a small book in his hand, his eyes were shining.

"What is this old man doing?"

Zhang Qingyun had a thought and did not show up. Seeing the old man's strange behavior, Zhang Qingyun was full of curiosity.

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