Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 132 Zhong Kui’s arrival (additional update, 15)

Fighting at close quarters with fists and kicks?

As soon as the idea came up, Yi Yu subconsciously rejected it. It was true that he was a wild Taoist priest, but he still had some experience after traveling alone for so many years.

Disciples from major sects such as Maoshan and Longhu are almost all capable of thunder techniques, but their strength is different.

The person behind him quietly approached, and instantly condensed an ice blade. His cultivation level had reached an incomprehensible level...

"Friend Daoist, I have no malicious intentions."

After listening to Yi Yu's words, Meng Fan didn't care and said calmly: "Come with me."

The words fall.

The ice blade disappears.

Looking at Meng Fan who was walking in front and not caring about him, Yi Yu couldn't resist, let alone take the opportunity to escape.

After all, he was a Taoist priest with some skills, and he noticed that something was wrong with the Bagua and Five Elements energy around him.

Worthy of being a descendant of Maoshan...

It's not wrong.

Thinking of this, Yi Yu felt uneasy.

Why do those big sect disciples always like to meddle in other people's affairs and destroy opportunities for casual cultivation?

They become masters and have everything!

Even if you die on the way, there is a high chance that you will become a respected Yin Zai in the eyes of the world. No matter what happens, you can be reincarnated into a wealthy family. If you have good luck, you may even be reintroduced to the Taoism by the elders of your sect!
As for wild Taoists who have no masters, they can only rack their brains to find opportunities. Any heretical or evil ways that can make them stronger and live a good life are the best ways in the world!
Sensing the change in the popularity of the people behind him, Meng Fan turned around slightly and cast a sidelong glance.

Yi Yu became calm in an instant.

Not reconciled?
Meng Fan has seen this kind of people a lot, and feels that it is useless to talk too much. Everyone has his own way, which is not limited to cultivation and Taoism. The cognition and concept of something in his heart are actually the way.

There is a collision between Tao and Tao.

Let’s see who has the bigger fist!
It's that straightforward.

It is indeed wrong to let Weiyong occupy people's graves. Is it reasonable for Feng Shui masters to take unscrupulous and bottomless revenge?

No harm will come to the wife, children, and children.

What's more, I'm afraid the Yin Division will not let the old Feng Shui master go. A fourth-level Taoist in the human world is definitely a key target of attention. His soul is so scattered that he has never gone to the Ten Palaces of Hell for trial.

Is this considered vigilante revenge?
Meng Fan didn't know, but he knew that if he did too many evil things, the underworld would not show any sign of it.

As for Taoists and Buddhist cultivators with vast backgrounds, will they lower themselves and have conflicts of interest with ordinary people?
One seeks merit and longevity.

One seeks livelihood and stability.

If someone really does something evil, he will definitely be punished by his ancestor, ranging from being expelled from Taoism to being thrown into hell and never to be reborn again.

After thinking for a while, Meng Fan led the wild Taoist priests to Yizhuang.

Looking at the collapsing walls and the zombies trying to break free in the ruins, Yi Yu felt increasingly desperate, knowing that he had just been hit by an illusion.

I thought I was doing things very covertly.

"Uncle, we have been brought here."

"Ah."

Uncle Jiu looked upright and stared at Yi Yu, but the latter lowered his head silently, not knowing whether it was shame or fear.

Wen Cai survived the disaster and knew that the person standing in front of him was the mastermind behind the scenes. He immediately rushed forward and wanted to beat him up, and let out a fierce breath of anger.

Meng Fan could understand this.

But Uncle Jiu grabbed him and said:

"You want to use the hands of zombies to kill the descendants of the Ren family?"

"no……"

When it got to this point, Yi Yu was very aware of current affairs and told the whole story immediately, but he also had his own small thoughts. He only said that he did this just to vent the bad breath he had back then.

Being forced to leave Renjia Town, Grandpa felt unwilling to die, and so on...

It is possible to be unwilling.

If you don't want to die with your eyes closed, forget it.

Uncle Jiu is not a pedantic person. He knows which of these words are watery and which are almost true.

"Raising imps and zombies, corrupting moral character and reducing luck..."

After preaching for a while, when Yi Yu felt that he had escaped death, Uncle Jiu said: "Put down the poison in the copper pot and don't come to Renjia Town in the future."

Since no one died from this, let's let the other side go. Uncle Jiu was generous and decided not to care about Yizhuang's losses.

To be honest, if he was sent to the government, with the power of the Ren family, he would not be able to escape death.

Hearing this, Yi Yu felt unwilling, but still sent over the bronze Gu jar he was guarding.

Meng Fan made a move with his hand and silently recited the spell to capture objects from the air to attract it.

"Wait a minute, since the Feng Shui master back then was your grandfather, would you like to meet him?"

In a word.

Yi Yu, who had just turned around, paused and said slowly: "I want to."

On the side, Wen Cai looked puzzled.

Why should you let this guy go?
And one of his wishes came true!
On the side, Uncle Jiu understood clearly and nodded secretly. He already understood the deep meaning of Meng Fan's move and took the initiative to take over the matter and said: "Leave this matter to me. It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun."

"Wen Cai, you go and prepare things. As a teacher, you have to open a forum to practice."

After being stunned for a moment, Wencai sighed:
"it is good."

According to his past personality, he would definitely shirk the blame and take the opportunity to complain.

But between life and death, there are still some sentiments. At least one must respect the master and must not disobey.

Soon.

The altar is set.

After removing the poison with glutinous rice and nourishing him with Uncle Jiu's magical power, Qiu Sheng woke up faintly and stared at Yi Yu with a look of disgust.

Uncle Jiu silently recited the first of the eight divine mantras:

Pure mind mantra.

Then, start drawing the magic symbols.

Glance down.

The person invited on the talisman is the Master of Five Poison Slayers.

Fortunately, Meng Fan had read a lot of classics recently and knew that this was one of Zhong Kui's titles.

In addition, He also has the title of Holy King of Blessing Town House, which was granted by Tang Minghuang Li Longji with the prosperity of the country.

Therefore, while Zhong Kui has the priesthood of exorcising evil spirits, he is also the only "god of all things" in Taoism. He is both the door god and the god of the underworld. .

Unlike Meng Fan's invitation to Emperor Guan, Uncle Jiu did not write an article to express his praise.

Of course, there will be no shortage of offerings such as fruits, incense and candles.

As the yellow talisman burned, a wisp of green smoke rose.

A black portal opened in front of the altar.

A big man with a leopard head, ringed eyes, and an iron face and beard walked out of it, with a voice like thunder:

"I know what happened. The evil ghost Yi Zhou brought me here and allowed you, my grandson, to talk for a while."

As he spoke, he tugged on the chain behind his back.

A thin and withered ghost walked out of the door with a numb face. Even when he saw Yi Yu, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted and howled loudly.

Needless to say, he was sent to hell to be tortured and the sins of his life were washed away. If he is not washed away in one day, he will not be reincarnated in one day.

There are three, six or nine levels of reincarnation.

There is a high probability of falling into the animal realm.

If Ren Weiyong hadn't lost his soul, he would probably have gone there and spent his next life as a beast or beast, dedicated to being slaughtered by others.

"Excuse me, Holy Lord, I'm going to prepare tea right now." Uncle Jiu said respectfully.

"There is no need to be polite."

Zhong Kui spoke with a loud voice, but his words were full of knowledge and reason. He was worthy of being a Jinshi scholar, full of knowledge——

In ancient times, the selection of scholars and officials was based on appearance. No matter how good the literary talent was, as long as the person looked ugly, the officials in the Ministry of Personnel felt that it was not good, and he would still not be able to get an official position.

On the contrary, he is personable and handsome...

Just as Meng Fan was thinking about it, Zhong Kui took a deep look at him.

(End of this chapter)