Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 249 Please God
Yuqing Guanli.

Yun Qi was sitting on a bench in the backyard, with Master Wuyou sitting next to him.

"Master blames you." Xiaotuanzi gnawed on a piece of freshly boiled tender corn, swinging his calf leisurely.

"Huh? What does this have to do with Master?"

"Master's spiritual spells are relatively weak, so the disciples are also relatively weak in this area. It's not your fault."

"Oh, according to this, the reason why you are so good at subduing demons and eliminating demons is because you have a good master, but your ability is obviously better than your master's."

"That's because Xiao Qiqing was born in the blue. In terms of spiritual spells, the master is very poor. I don't even have enlightenment."

"Don't mention such a sad thing again."

The master and apprentice teased for a while, and came to the library to browse the materials.

Brother Qingfeng also came to help.

"I remember that among the twelve divine beasts of the Great Nuo, there is a divine beast that eats dream ghosts." Brother Qingfeng said, looking through the information, happily said:

"found it."

"Hou Han Shu Yi Li Zhi" has "Xiongbo eats charms, Tengjian eats ominously, blames all eaters, and Boqi eats dreams."

The so-called dream eating actually feeds on dream ghosts.

Today is an era when aura is thin, dream ghosts are rare, and Yun Qi has never seen them before.

"I've heard of this dream ghost, but I haven't seen it until now." Daoist Wuyou said leisurely, "People can dream, whether it's a good dream or a nightmare, they all carry a certain amount of spiritual power. The more the power gathers, the more consciousness will be produced, and even the shape of the body will be transformed into a ghost. In most cases, dream ghosts are at most playing tricks on people and will not commit crimes. This is what is known to dream ghosts in Taoism today For very little reason."

"Well, that's it." Yun Qi tilted her head and nodded.

Dream ghosts only appear in dreams and seldom harm people, so there has been little contact between mystics and dream ghosts since ancient times.

Then it's understandable that I don't understand Menggui.

"Reality and dreams are separated. No matter how powerful your mana is, it is difficult to influence dreams through reality. Therefore, the only way to save the children is to enter their dreams." Wuyou said, twisting his beard long and concisely. concluded.

"Into their dreams?" Yun Qi blinked, lost in thought.

She just went to kindergarten a few days ago, and the one she has the best relationship with is the little skull, but how can she make the little skull dream of herself?
Daoist Wuyou smiled slightly, and said confidently and calmly: "In this case, the only way is to ask the gods. As a teacher, I personally ask the Taoist sage Zhuangzi to help me."

When it came to asking God, Yun Qi and Senior Brother Qingfeng grinned uncontrollably.

The brothers and sisters were all enlightened by Daoist Wuyou since they were young, but in terms of inviting gods, their brothers and sisters have been successful from inviting yin, to inviting small gods, to inviting great gods. It is also difficult to invite.

It's not that his skill is not enough, it's that his natural personality has too much influence.

Asking the gods is affected by many external factors. Some people are born with good popularity, even if their mana is low, they can still ask the gods to help them.

Some people have profound magic power, but they seem to be cursed, and they don't even bother to deal with ordinary errands.

Moreover, when inviting a god, it depends on whether the god you invite is available and is in the position of the god. Sometimes you can't invite the god you want to invite, but you can invite the god who happened to pass by.

Uncertainty, please God's mystery and interest are also in it.

Because the lives of so many children were at stake, Daoist Wuyou and the others did not delay, and prayed to the gods in the dojo on the spot.

Taoist Master Wuyou personally used cinnabar to draw a talisman to welcome the saints and pray to the gods, and he muttered:
"Ceremony of sincere conversion, believe in the incense and think of Zhoushajie, please burn the incense in the furnace, and the smoke of the incense will play the gate of heaven, please He Shenhui He Bing, please..."

He was about to continue reading, Daoist Qingfeng gave Yun Qi a look, then rushed forward, snatched the burning talisman, and hugged Daoist Wuyou tightly.

Yun Qi stepped forward quickly, and took the talisman from Senior Brother Qingfeng.

"Hey—you two little bastards, didn't you agree that Master would ask God?"

Qingfeng was honest and honest, and said solemnly: "Master, let's stop thinking about fighting against fate. Have you forgotten your inherently unpopular fate?"

"That's right, every time Master invites the gods, he can catch up with people who are busy. This happens once or twice. I think Master should have given up the idea of ​​asking the gods a long time ago." Brother Qing Lan, who has returned to normal, also boldly said.

"You brats, dare to tease Master, let's see how Master can fix you."

As he said that, Daoist Wuyou jumped up and shaved each of his disciples' brains.

Qing Lan covered her head, "Why didn't Master beat Xiao Qi?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Saying that, Taoist Master Wuyou gave his disciple another love-brain cut.

Yun Qi took advantage of their bickering, and followed closely in the blazing firelight;
"Respectfully burn the real incense and wholeheartedly ask for it. Nanhua Daoist universalizes the heavenly deity, passes by in the void, and monitors the good god!"

The real person of Nanhua is Zhuangzi of Taoism.It was always extremely difficult to get the four real people, but for the sake of the kindergarten children, Yun Qi had to give it a go.

After the talisman was burned, the white smoke of the spiritual incense curled up, first a straight one, and then rose to mid-air and then dissipated.

It feels like a long time has passed, and there is no movement at the scene.

Master Wuyou was still being hugged by his eldest disciple Qingfeng Daoist, suddenly realized this, slapped his disciple's hand off in disgust, looked at Yun Qi, but his eyes were full of comfort, "Xiao Qi, don't be discouraged, please God follow you!" It doesn’t directly matter how much mana you have, maybe Nanhua Daoist is not in the god position, this kind of sages and saints have a habit of going out and wandering, this time it didn’t work, let’s wait for the next time.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard fairy music bursting into his ears, as if the sound of chanting sutras came from the distant sky, a cloud of white mist floated from the void, and the clouds in the dojo were steaming and rosy, like a fairyland.

The whole audience was shocked, and everyone became solemn and solemn, held one hand respectfully, and performed the ritual of Taoism.

"Who said that I went out for a wandering, my disciples please, I will naturally come to support, but at the beginning I saw you, I felt very boring and wanted to go back home, and then I saw the ghost king's daughter took the incense, I decided Just give her face."

Brother Qingfeng happened to be standing beside Daoist Wuyou, leaned over and said in a low voice:
"Master, look, it's a good thing we stopped you, otherwise the real Nanhua would have gone back when he saw that it was you."

The corner of Wuyou Daoist's mouth twitched, wanting to teach the apprentice a lesson, but it was really inappropriate to do it in front of Master Nanhua, so he could only hold back his breath and kept his mouth shut.

When Yun Qi heard Nan Hua's voice, the stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she said with a smile:
"Realist Nanhua, I am Yun Qi, a casual cultivator disciple of the Daoist sect. I am in some trouble. Please help me, Daoist Nanhua."

Master Nanhua laughed and said:

"Your father is the Great Emperor of Beiyin. We had a drink together. At that time, he hadn't been reincarnated, and you hadn't been born. Come on, what's the matter?"

"Several children I know are trapped in a dream, and I can't wake them up, so I want to go to their dreams to see, I don't know what can be done by real people?"

　After a day of rest, I finally recovered.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)