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Chapter 360 Splitting Trees
In May and September, it is in the east; in December, June and December, it is in the north.

In the western sky on the 37th day of winter, in the 48th day of twelfth month, it is hidden in the palace.

As long as it is a living pile that is driven into the ground, no matter in what form, it must have a mouth for drawing in qi and combining the energy.

The half-dead old apricot tree in front of you is it.

Broken stumps cannot be simply pulled out and dug out by force, as this will often backfire.

There are several common ways to resolve this problem.

First, use seven straw or paper figures, seven inches long, with dark black heads and red and white hands and feet. The time of casting the spell will determine which palace to open the altar. The caster recites the word "hua" seven times, and then uses a wheel spoke (a wooden wheel shaft was used in the old days) and a square wooden box with the four words "yuan heng li zhen" written on it. Burn the paper and straw figures and mix the ashes with heavenly virtue soil to make a clay figure. After all the steps are done without any problems, you can dig the living pile. Finally, bury the clay figure in the original position of the living pile and send off the corpse with the funeral rites. The matter is almost over.

Second, use seven old needles, a square wooden box, and a paper man inside, and fix it according to the seven orifices. Then prepare a wheel spoke (a wooden wheel shaft was used in the old days), gold and silver stones, disaster-avoiding sand, ghost arrow grass, ghost-seeing sorrow, etc. Remember, the moment you dig up and see the living pile, immediately take a breath of your own real air, stand in a T-shaped step, and exhale the real air on the wooden box. As long as the wooden box is stable and does not shake, you can pull out the living pile. Then bury the wooden box and other items in the original position of the living pile. Finally, send the corpse off with the same funeral rituals.

The former is relatively gentle, while the latter is more intense.

So, back to the point, the method chosen by Zhao Sanyuan and Lu Xiucai was simpler and more brutal.

Use the old apricot tree that draws in energy as the breakthrough point, and destroy it all, including the mouth and the stake.

Apart from the fact that Nalan Roncuo provoked on stage, the more important reason was that there were too many living people in Suluo Garden, and they were playing away from home, so how could they have the time to deal with them calmly and peacefully?

Maybe if it was Lao Kang, he would do the same, but since these two hot-tempered guys came in tonight, they definitely wouldn’t have much patience.

Lu Xiucai drew his sword and stepped forward, first chanting the Vajra Guru Mantra, meant to purify and remove obstacles; then chanting the Five Great Heart Mantras, meant to destroy the demons and heretics.

When he got close, he used the back of the knife to chop the old apricot tree. His movement of the knife seemed slow and light, but it arrived in an instant.

With the first cut, the light in the patio suddenly dimmed, as if a huge black curtain was blocking the moonlight in the patio. The bark of the old apricot tree was easily split open, leaving a large gap, as if it were made of paper.

In the dim moment, Lu Xiucai didn't have time to see clearly what was inside the bark. He immediately held his sword forward to block it. There was a crisp sound of "ding", which must have blocked something.

Snake ghost!

Of course, Lu Xiucai didn't think that he could break the living stake easily, but he didn't expect that Nalan Rongcuo had hidden a scorpion ghost in the bark.

In a flash, a flame shot out, brushing against the blade and rolling forward, becoming brighter and brighter. It was the candlelight on Zhao Sanyuan's compass.

Then the candle flame was seen running around everywhere, and soon it went out and disappeared.

Zhao Sanyuan cursed inwardly, feeling sorry for it, and at the same time realized that Brother Liu was no liar.

When Lu Xiucai went up to chop the tree, Zhao Sanyuan was already on high alert, ready to deal with any emergency at any time. If it were in the past, this refined fire that had been brewing for a long time would at least burn the scorpion ghost to reveal its original form.

But just like Liu Mangfan said, in Suluo Garden, the strength of outsiders will be greatly suppressed. There is no solution unless all the living stakes are pulled out to destroy the entire feng shui of Suluo Garden. However, in order to pull out the living stakes, spells must be cast.

A single-minded approach will lead to blockages at both ends, forming a vicious cycle.

A single move affects the entire body. It was as if Lu Xiucai's knife had turned on some kind of switch. The two brothers felt layers of inexplicable pressure sweeping over them, and their chests felt suffocated and uncomfortable.

At the same time, old jars in the secret room of Suluo Garden were trembling slightly one after another. Nalan Rongcuo, who was performing a big show in the sky, had a smile on his face and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai. He didn't think that the two guys could cause much trouble at all.

I was thinking about how to deal with you?

It would be better if you take the initiative to deliver it to your door.

Now that you're here, don't leave.

But the next moment, his smile froze a little, and the drumbeat in his hands was rarely out of tune.

Under the remote courtyard.

Zhao Sanyuan held the white wax and pressed it tightly against a certain part of the old apricot tree, while Lu Xiucai stabbed the precious sword three inches below the white wax.

Although he was sweating, he did not seem panicked at all.

"Just because I've become weaker doesn't mean I can't kill a scorpion ghost."

Black blood flowed along the blade, leaving a huge scorpion mark on the bark. As time passed, the struggling movement gradually stopped, and finally it was completely imprinted on the bark.

The two brothers worked together and did not fall into the gutter. However, this was after all in Nalan Rongcuo's old nest. Breaking an old jar was of no consequence. How many evil things were kept in that secret room? Perhaps only Nalan Rongcuo himself knew.

The more crowded the stage is, the more dangerous the remote courtyard is.

Just when they worked together to kill a snake ghost, they suddenly saw many distortions on the surrounding walls and the ground approaching quickly.

Zhao Sanyuan immediately threw out two Xun talismans. After he cast the spell, he found that the power of the two talismans was not much stronger than two farts.

It’s not that the magic doesn’t work, but the cinnabar on the talisman has begun to melt the moment it was activated.

Continue to hard steel?

Unless you're crazy.

But it would not be okay to just leave in such disgrace, at least one of his living stakes must be broken.

"I'll hold on here! You keep pulling!"

The two brothers had the same idea. Zhao Sanyuan protected Lu Xiucai behind him, then took out a long-tipped brush and swept it across the middle finger of his left hand. After the tip of the brush was stained with blood, he pulled out all the brush hairs.

"The universe is one, and I was nurtured by seven!"

"The essence of Dan Yuan is to rest in peace and quiet, the magic lies in diligent rest!"

"Be good at observing Taihe, and be able to see in and out!"

"Turning evil into good, piercing the evil like a halberd"

He gathered his true Qi and blew it, causing the blood-stained brush hairs to fly in all directions. It didn't seem to hit anything, but it kept making crackling sounds.

But Zhao Sanyuan knew that there were at least a dozen snake ghosts rushing towards him from all around.

Under normal circumstances, a one-on-one fight wouldn't be too difficult except for a little effort. The best way would be to let the old immortals take action, as they specialize in dealing with this kind of unorthodox methods. However, with the situation in the Suluo Garden where the strength of the troops is weakening, the immortals can't get in at all. Now with so many scorpion ghosts surrounding them, how can it be easy to resist?

This move could only be blocked for a short while, and other methods had to be used. Taking advantage of the momentary delay, Zhao Sanyuan picked up the wine gourd he carried with him and quickly slashed in the air with his sword finger.

"Heaven gives one life, Earth gives sixty percent!"

"When one and six come together, it becomes lively and clear!"

"In the sky, it is rain and dew, benefiting all things without end!"

"The land is a world of martial arts, and we can unite all of our sects into one!"

"Please be the dharma water, and let the dharma energy return to the origin!"

"The room that spitted out the wine jar is evil and will destroy the sect!"

This spell of blessing the water god was taught by Kang Muang. It is a very important technique in the ancient Zhuyou technique, mainly used to treat patients.

The practitioner should wear neat and tidy clothes, make a gesture with his right hand, step into a T-shaped step, with his left foot horizontal in front and his right foot upright behind, clamp his right ribs together, concentrate his eyes and mind, and chant the magic spell after taking three breaths.

This trick can not only cure diseases, but also control evil. After Zhao Sanyuan learned it, he felt that it should be improved. Anyway, his master and Lao Kang can cure diseases, so he is not needed. He just needs to focus on the lethality.

With the last curse, the gourd was smashed by the sword and the strong liquor gushed out.

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The wine seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds. It swept away after hitting the ground, just in time to catch the falling blood-stained pen hairs.

All evil spirits were exposed wherever they passed. Many vacuum zones soon appeared on the ground, all in the shape of scorpion worms. Their speed was slowed down again and their movements were slow, but they were gradually recovering as time went by.

On the other hand, while Zhao Sanyuan was fighting for it, Lu Xiucai was not idle either, and he really spent a lot of money.

Gold, silver, glass, coral, giant clam, red pearls and agate are the seven treasures of the universe in Buddhist scriptures.

Lu Xiucai arranged the seven treasures on the old apricot tree to roughly form the Rongdi Jiangmo Seal.

There is no way. After being weakened, he must come up with a big one. The only problem is that the pre-swing of this move is a bit long. He has to enter the state of White Bone Contemplation and recite the Heart Sutra nine times from the beginning.

After reciting it once, Lu Xiucai entered into a state of complete meditation.

After three times, everything around him, including Zhao Sanyuan, disappeared from his sight.

After five times, he saw the tangled roots through the old apricot tree.

After reciting it seven times, he saw the miserable flesh and blood sobbing deep in the ground, and felt double the pain that the living stake felt after being buried.

Just as Lu Xiucai once said to Zhao Sanyuan, top-level magic will inevitably bring with it the same level of hostility and pain, and it is necessary to practice top-level Buddhist teachings to neutralize it.

Just thinking about the feeling before and after the living stake was buried is chilling. The fact that Lu Xiucai was not swallowed up by the overwhelming mental torture shows how strong his foundation is.

Until the ninth time, it was as if the cold earth was bathed in golden light. When Lu Xiucai opened his eyes again, the old apricot tree in front of him was no longer half-dead, but had become lush and leafy, with a refreshing fragrance of flowers.

"It's resolved! Let's go!"

The idea is good, but when Lu Xiucai looked back, he realized that his brother was using both water and fire. How many tricks did he use?
But it seemed to be of no use. Although the scorpions were suppressed one after another, the nearest one was almost at the tip of Zhao Sanyuan's shoes. It seemed that it was not so easy for the two brothers to run away.

"You are really slow. Can you go back to Mount Wutai when you have time to learn some quick-acting tricks?"

"Stop being funny and think about how to get out!"

"Isn't that easy? As long as you can handle everything on your side, everything will be fine."

"Do you have any idea?"

When it comes to solutions, Zhao Sanyuan never lacks them. Or maybe it's because they have been together for a long time, Lu Xiucai gradually forgets that his brother is actually a gangster who is full of bad intentions.

Therefore, he never expected that his younger brother would happily take out a Condor gun.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——

Fire several shots in a row and empty the magazine.

It was prime time at night in Tianjin's bustling area and the sudden gunshot was too shocking.

Who in the Su Luo Garden is not a rich or noble man who cherishes his life? Who has a clean bottom?

Even if they were far away, they would immediately run away when they heard the gunshots, thinking that their enemies were coming.

Nalan Rongcuo on the stage did not expect that he would inevitably lose consciousness for a moment.

At this moment, the snake ghost he drove was also affected. Zhao Sanyuan swaggered away with Lu Xiucai out of the remote courtyard.

I don’t know if it’s because the security in Tianjin is too good, or if there’s a semicolon next to it, but when the two brothers just left Suluo Garden, a team of police officers arrived with live ammunition.

"It came pretty quickly."

"How dare you say that? If I had known you were going to use this method, I would have stopped you. We can't send you prison food every day!"

"What are you afraid of? Just tell me how effective this trick is."

"Can you be considered right?"

The two brothers were in a very good mood. Instead of retreating in disgrace, they pulled out a live stake. Naturally, their spirits were different.

When he walked to the opposite corner of the street without making a sound, Kang Muang and Liu Mangfan had been waiting for a long time. The moment they heard the gunshot, they were sure that it was definitely the younger brother who fired the shot. Only a gangster like him, an outsider, had the ability to act so lawless.

Kang Muang said helplessly: "Seven shots in a row, it must not be Nalan Rongcuo who was shot, right?"

"That bastard is a tough guy. Shooting him head-on is useless." Zhao Sanyuan then recounted what happened in general, and finally said with emotion: "Brother Liu, there is nothing wrong with what you said. The scholar and I are no better than the stupid roe deer. We struggled to pull out a live stump, but once there is a chance, there will be a second one. We will slowly pull out all the live stumps and kill that bastard to give Liu Guanghai an explanation."

"Stop yelling and get back to the inn." Lao Liu pulled Zhao Sanyuan away from the center of the vortex temporarily. "You don't have to pull them out one by one. Xiaokang and I have thought of a way to solve the problem once and for all."

Zhao Sanyuan was greatly surprised. "A permanent solution? Really? The scholar and I worked so hard to pull out one. Brother Liu, do you really have a solution? This is unlike you. When did your brain become so effective? Could it be that some new immortal has enlightened you?"

"Go, go, go, your brother, I've always been smart, okay? This is not the place to talk, let's go back and talk about it. By the way, besides suona, what other instruments can you play?"

(End of this chapter)