Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 27 Practicing the art of inviting gods!

The next day,

Yizhuang,

Beside the stone table,

Uncle Jiu looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly, thinking about the question Zhao Zheng asked, taking a deep breath, and repeated this several times. He thought that maybe his little apprentice had a little bit of knowledge about the art of inviting gods. misunderstanding.

Asking for magic is just asking for magic. He didn't understand what Zhao Zheng was thinking. He even thought of inviting characters from those novels!

The characters in those story novels will have some wishing power, and some will even become spirit spirits and book demon spirits due to their wishing power...

and many more,

The spirit of the book demon...

Uncle Jiu frowned even more, his eyes kept thinking, he looked at Zhao Zheng hesitantly, and coughed.

"Your idea is good...but, no...it's not that feasible!"

"So it's possible?"

"I guess so?"

"Maybe? My level is not enough?"

"...Ah, yes, yes!"

Uncle Jiu nodded quickly, and then added: "We'll wait until you have mastered the practice of refining the void and combining the Tao. By then you will understand the laws of heaven and earth, and maybe you will be able to do it, and you will really be able to re-develop and improve the art of inviting gods!"

Seeing Zhao Zheng still frowning, Uncle Jiu added expressionlessly: "I thought about it carefully, my teacher. Your idea is very correct. Like you said, the theory exists and the possibility exists. You will definitely succeed. Come on. , strive to practice your weakness as soon as possible!"

"Okay, Master!"

"Ok!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he understood more and more why his master spoke less and less back then.

And why his master would rather go into seclusion than accept a disciple. Without him, it would be too... tiring.

The tired kind!

"By the way, Master, I don't know much about the Maoshan Corpse Exorcism Technique and the Divine Invitation Technique... Hey, Master, why are you leaving..."

"I remembered I didn't do my morning classes!"

"But it's already nine o'clock!"

"What? Do you have an opinion?"

Uncle Jiu stopped and turned his head to look at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly. Zhao Zheng shook his head and said: "...No!"

None of the ancestors had any objections.

How dare he have.

"Okay, if you have any questions, write them down. Master was cold last night and his throat is not so good..." Uncle Jiu looked at the complete list of questions handed over by Zhao Zheng in silence, and after hesitating for a while, he reached out and took it.

"Master... I'll give it to you later..."

"Oh……"

"..."

Oh, your size!

Uncle Jiu walked towards the study. As he was walking, he heard Wencai on the side say: "Master, you are going to the wrong place. You are going to the Dharma Hall to do morning classes!"

"Ha ha……"

Uncle Jiu suddenly laughed, and Wencai turned pale with fright. He quickly looked at Zhao Zheng and wanted to call for help, but found that Zhao Zheng had already picked up the broom and was sweeping the floor, and his face fell.

"Master..."

"You are very energetic. Let's see. The kitchen chimney is a bit blocked recently. Climb up and use it!" Uncle Jiu said with a smile.

"……knew!"

Wencai said with a grimace, and silently climbed up to the kitchen roof with a ladder. As for whether the chimney was blocked or not.

He thought it was Uncle Jiu who felt blocked!

"Ok?"

Uncle Jiu hummed, and Wencai quickly climbed up the ladder to the roof. The speed was so fast that Zhao Zheng smacked his tongue slightly.

"Huh!" Uncle Jiu snorted, turned around, looked at the collection of questions in his hand, and frowned fiercely, each eyebrow becoming more serious.

"Drinking... I made trouble..."

Uncle Jiu sighed in his heart, walked into the study, closed the door, came to the desk and sat down, opened the collection of questions and looked at the strange...clear-thinking questions and was slightly distracted...

……

Time flies by,

In a blink of an eye,

Come September 20th.

In the Yizhuang courtyard,

in front of the altar.

Zhao Zheng's upper body was bare, revealing his well-proportioned and strong muscles. Even if he was just standing, he still gave people a visual impact.

I saw Zhao Zheng holding Dharma seals with his hands and walking in front of the Dharma altar with his feet. When he came to the Dharma table, he stretched out his hand and slapped it!

A large amount of incense stirred up. After Zhao Zheng grabbed and waved his hands, he clasped his hands and shook them. The incense spontaneously ignited without fire, sending up bursts of green smoke. He inserted it into the incense burner and looked at the three clay statues enshrined in front of the incense burner. He made a seal with his right hand, picked up the Dharma water and poured it on his body, made the sword finger with his right hand, pinched it in the palm of his right hand with his left hand, and recited a mantra quickly in his mouth.

"Please pay homage to the righteous and brave King Wu'an. We have an unparalleled friendship in Taoyuan. We will do our best to support Lord Liu...Beheading Cai Yang under the trees in the ancient city, flooding the seven armies is a wonderful response...Sealing the three realms to subjugate the demons, and penetrating the sun and moon for eternity...Disciple Please pray with all my heart, the Great Emperor Guan Sheng will come quickly and his divine soldiers will be as urgent as the law!"

Curse,

Urgent curse,

The curse is over...

Zhao Zheng felt his eyes blur. In a daze, he saw a man with a face as heavy as a jujube, a beard two feet long, greased lips, red phoenix eyes, and silkworm eyebrows. He was majestic and majestic. He was riding a handsome horse under his crotch, holding a hand in his hand. The generals of Yanyue Sword are coming on horseback!

Uncle Jiu only saw Zhao Zheng move his body, or in other words, his head shook slightly, revealing a sharp and powerful force.

Uncle Jiu looked at Qiu Sheng. Qiu Sheng directly picked up the Yanyue knife that Zhao Zheng had brought, threw it at Zhao Zheng and shouted.

"then!"

bang...

The Yanyue knife fell to the ground with a bang, the blade trembled and made a clattering sound. Uncle Jiu was stunned and was about to speak when Zhao Zheng turned to look at him in confusion.

and many more,

A confused look! ! !

"You failed and didn't invite Emperor Guan Sheng?"

Uncle Jiu was stunned and hurriedly stepped forward. He felt that it was unreasonable. Two of the three invitations to the divine arts were successful. There was no reason to fail.

As for the so-called three invitations from the upper, middle and lower levels, it refers to the invitation from the lower level to the lonely ghosts, the middle invitation to the founder of the sect, and the final invitation to the gods in heaven.

Of course, what is invited is not the true god, but the divine thoughts transformed by the power of incense and the principles of heaven and earth. After all, isn't there a saying that the righteous god cannot be in the body, and the upper body is not the righteous god.

Zhao Zheng, who turned to look at Uncle Jiu, frowned and shook his head, nodded again, signaled Uncle Jiu to step away, and stretched out his foot to pick up the handle of the Yanyue Sword!

Taking the handle of the knife into his hands, the feeling of using his fingers like an arm made Zhao Zheng think in his eyes. He moved his hands and danced a knife flower filled with cold light and began to move.

or split,

or tease,

Or cut...

It looks like a sword that has been practiced for decades, and it also has a terrifying and murderous battlefield sword.

The sword techniques are not fancy, they can even be called simple. Some are just the simplest and most unpretentious, or in other words, how to exert force and from which angle to chop someone to death!

However, it happened that this simplest knife technique made everyone present extremely shocked. Especially Qiu Sheng opened his mouth wide in shock when he saw that Zhao Zheng's surroundings were cut perfectly, and all the fallen leaves were cut into two.

Until, Zhao Zheng came to the grapefruit tree in the yard, and as if he was slashing on horseback, the Yanyue knife in his right hand drew an arc!

shuh...

As the dazzling and chilling light of the sword emerged, Uncle Jiu and the others couldn't help but close their eyes. When they opened their eyes, they saw Zhao Zheng holding the Yanyue Sword in his right hand, with the tip pointing diagonally at the ground, with his back to them. , as if a general is alive.

Uncle Jiu was about to speak, but in the next moment, the grapefruit tree that had been planted for several years moved, and a slanted opening appeared in the middle of the tree.

Immediately afterwards, the upper half of the grapefruit tree slid down and landed with a bang, revealing its smooth, mirror-like cut surface!

Gudong×2.5

Qiu Sheng and the other two swallowed. Uncle Jiu felt something was wrong and only swallowed half a mouthful. He looked at his grapefruit tree with a distressed look, then looked at Zhao Zheng who had his back turned to him: "Have you succeeded in asking God?"

"Successful, but..."

(End of this chapter)