Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 69 Runes
After half an hour.

Fangzheng was panting desperately with the knife in one hand, his whole body was drenched in hot sweat.

The headless zombie fell to the ground, showing no signs of moving.

Others were equally miserable.

Du Qiaoyun's face was pale, his hands trembled slightly, the soft sword had already been shattered into pieces; the little brother surnamed Yang even fainted to death.

"died?"

"died!"

Fangzheng nodded heavily, and walked towards the back of Yizhuang.

Obvious footprints can be seen in the courtyard. It is obvious that Huang Su, the sparrow in the cloud, has fled long ago, but a scarecrow was thrown aside.

Ok?
Picking up the scarecrow, Fangzheng frowned slightly.

There are some hairs wrapped around the scarecrow, and there is a yellow talisman attached to it. In addition to the flying and phoenix talisman, there is also a person's name on the yellow talisman.

Founder!

"Master Fang."

Du Qiaoyun's voice came from Yizhuang:
"Come and see this way."

Fangzheng turned his head when he heard the sound, thought for a while, put the scarecrow away, and returned the same way.

Inside the Yizhuang, Du Qiaoyun lifted a piece of white cloth in the corner, revealing the arrangement below, a clay statue of a god and some incense sticks.

"Sacrifice to the evil god!"

Looking at the statue, Du Qiaoyun's beautiful eyes narrowed:

"This is a major crime against the Jiu Clan, but there is a group of people in Gu'an County who have been doing this secretly, fanning the flames everywhere."

"White Lotus Sect." Of course Fangzheng knew it, and couldn't help smiling wryly:

"The gangsters of the Blue Wolf Gang are actually related to the White Lotus Sect. Fang has been doing business innocently. How could he provoke them?"

"Hmm..." Du Qiaoyun looked sideways:

"Then I will ask Mr. Fang you."

"However, the reason why the White Lotus Sect can be strangled in the imperial court and revive again and again is not unrelated to their wealth of unknown origin."

wealth?

Fangzheng thought for a moment, then returned to God and said:
"Today, there is Master Lao Shao to help. Otherwise, Fang will be doomed. If Xiao Liu and Dao Scar died because of me, I will make up for it."

"in addition……"

"Since it involves the White Lotus Sect, let's ask the people from the yamen to come over."

Du Qiaoyun nodded.

If someone died, the yamen must be notified. As for compensation, she would not be polite to Fang Zheng.

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Sanqing View.

Zhang Mingrui was holding a yellow talisman, his eyes sparkling.

"The technique of this talisman should be passed down from the Lushan Wutou sect. Most of the people in this sect are proficient in the art of exorcising ghosts and moving corpses, which is extremely strange and varied."

"Lushan Wutou faction?" Fangzheng asked curiously:
"Isn't it the White Lotus Sect?"

"The White Lotus Sect has its own inheritance, and at the same time it recruits all kinds of wild cultivators. It's not surprising that people from the Lushan Sect get along with them." Zhang Mingrui put down the yellow talisman in his hand, looked sideways, and showed surprise:

"Using other people's personal things to cast spells can be done in many evil ways, but most of them require the cooperation of the birth date, otherwise it will be difficult to practice."

"This person casts spells without knowing Mr. Fang's birth date, so he must be a good sorcerer."

"you……"

"fine?"

"It should be fine." Fangzheng touched his body:

"I felt dizzy for a few days, but it's not a big problem. It will be fine in a few days."

"Strange! Strange!" Zhang Mingrui frowned, puzzled:
"Shouldn't it be?"

"This talisman has been casting a spell for a while, and the person who is under the spell should be fascinated and have their internal organs rotted, but you are indeed fine."

Fangzheng could guess the reason. He was here when he felt uncomfortable, and he returned to normal when he returned to modern society.

This shows that the man's curse on himself is only valid in another world.

And if you stop, you have to start over.

That's why he's been fine.

Also!

If people can be cursed to death across a world, this method is too unimaginable.

Instead, he understood why Huang Su, the sparrow in the cloud, stole his hair. It turned out that things like hair that fell from his body could be used to cast spells.

No wonder people here have the custom of burning their hair.

but……

Not enough hair to make up?
"Master."

Fang Zheng bowed his hands:

"If Fang is really hit by what you said...the spell, how should he solve it?"

In his understanding, the so-called incantations are similar to cursing and hitting villains, but in modern society this method is just a folk rumor.

Here, it is undeniable.

Unlike martial arts, this method is unpredictable and hard to guard against.

"It's not difficult." Zhang Mingrui withdrew his thoughts and said:
"The spell is nothing more than affecting the soul of others. If it can induce the pure yang energy in the body to stabilize the soul, it can be resisted, but this method will damage the original body."

"Those who are not accomplished in martial arts are not to be taken."

"There is one more."

He raised a finger and said with a smile:

"My pure Yang Palace disciple can do the dipping altar spell, which can draw pure spiritual energy to protect the body. At least it can guarantee that nothing will happen for half a year."

"Half a year?" Fang Zheng said:

"Can't guarantee permanence?"

"It's not that easy." Zhang Mingrui was speechless:

"Unless you are a sorcerer, you cannot guarantee that you won't be cast a spell even if you are here."

"Then..." Fangzheng said tentatively:
"How much does the dipping altar spell cost?"

"20 taels." Zhang Mingrui grinned:

"This is a discounted price for the sake of our acquaintance."

"?"

Fang's face was gloomy, and he nodded helplessly after a pause:
"Please ask the priest to help me do one."

"correct."

He added:
"I wonder if I can learn the spells of the Pure Yang Palace?"

Martial arts can also be understood. Magic is related to gods, ghosts and ghosts, and it already belongs to the category of cultivating immortals. How can you not learn it if you know it?
"I can't." Hearing this, Zhang Mingrui shook his head quickly:
"The law of my Pure Yang Palace has never been passed on to the outside world, and the practice of spells needs to be registered with the imperial court. If you teach the law in private, you will be imprisoned."

"I can apprentice." Fangzheng said:

"The priest can be my master."

"How could I accept such a big apprentice like you?" Zhang Mingrui looked helpless.

"I do not mind."

"But I don't mind!"

There was silence.

"Okay." Fangzheng sighed helplessly:
"100 taels of silver."

"..." Zhang Mingrui was short of breath, gritted his teeth and said:

"no!"

"Ten taels?"

"?"

Hey!
What a fucking big dog.

"This..." Zhang Mingrui forced a smile on his face:

"Let me think about it."

"300 taels!"

"I think about what Eastern and Western masters can learn from."

…………

Fangzheng didn't know whether Zhang Mingrui's dipping altar spell had any effect, he only knew that a group of people had been talking about it for a long time.

Sprinkling water again, and drawing talismans...

But thinking of the White Lotus Sect hiding in the dark, Fang Zheng didn't come out of Sanqing Temple in a hurry, but obediently hid for more than half a month, and asked for some spells by the way.

patio.

The moon and stars are rare.

Fangzheng was lying on the bamboo chair, reading silently with a scroll in his hand under the moonlight.

Taoists in this world practice real magic.

law,
For all foundations, to nourish the spirit and strengthen oneself, the main focus is on visualization. There are sixteen heavenly maps in the Chunyang Palace, which are sixteen methods of visualization.

surgery,
The method of external seeking can cure diseases and save people, can cover clouds and spread rain, can curse and kill others... and so on, all belong to the category of art.

There are also spells.

What Fangzheng got in exchange for 300 taels of silver from Zhang Mingrui was the talisman.

There are three spells in total.

Evil-breaking talisman!
Suppressing Evil Talisman!
Seeking gas tracer!
Among them, evil spirits can deal with some gods and ghosts, evil spirit talismans can break the corpse aura of zombies, and energy-seeking talismans are naturally used to find people.

They are very basic but practical talismans.

There are many particularities in performing talismans.

The first is the character!
Externally, talisman paper, vermilion ink, and calligraphy brushes are required, while domestically, talisman apertures for meditation and enlightenment are required.

Just talking about Zhu Mo,

Cinnabar is cinnabar, ink is smoked ink, cinnabar is more expensive than silver, and smoked ink is comparable to gold, and drawing talismans is not a one-time success. One can imagine how much money it takes to practice talismans.

It's no wonder that Zhang Mingrui guards the big Sanqing Temple and tries to make money.

"Ok?"

With his ears moving slightly, Fangzheng put away the scroll and looked sideways, sighing softly:

"It's finally here, I've waited so long for this."

(End of this chapter)