Qi Yu Millennium

I lit a cigarette leisurely and looked at the brightly lit room not far away. After a while, there was the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.But I'm not worried about the personal danger of those security guards, because I just detained many ghosts here, and I didn't use the Soul Containment Art to seal them on anyone.

When a ghost enters a room with lights, it will not affect the light, because the ghost itself does not carry enough yin to penetrate the glass lampshade. In horror movies, the scene where the light bulb flickers when the ghost enters the room is pure nonsense.

After a few howls came from the management committee, it became calm, and the ghost that had entered the room before also floated out quickly.

"Old Yu, why did that ghost come out?" King Kong Pao looked at the ghost floating out of the room in surprise.

"They are all young men in their twenties. They are full of yang energy. People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are also afraid of people." I pointed at the many ghosts cowering in the shadows. "The one just now was quite courageous. Look at those."

"This won't work, I'll go down and seal one in." King Kong Pao said and wanted to jump down.

"Calm down for me. Sealing the soul into the yang body will greatly reduce the life span of the yang, just scare and scare. Our target is not those security guards." I hurriedly grabbed the Vajra cannon.

Time passed little by little, and many ghosts only dared to wander outside the house, but the people in the house did not dare to come out. It didn't take long for King Kong Pao and I to get impatient.

"Old Yu, do you think that expert will come tonight?" King Kong Pao didn't take much rest after traveling long distances, and was already yawning.

"Who knows where they invited them, maybe they went back after finishing their work." I also felt bored, but there was a communication cable above the management committee, and those security guards would definitely call outside for help when they were frightened. One thing is for sure.

After waiting patiently for another two hours, I also lost my patience, and just about to jump down, I saw two human breaths appearing at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and I hurriedly stretched out my fingers to show the Vajra Cannon.

"Why are there two people here?" King Kong Pao turned to me and said.

I nodded silently, one of the two human auras slowly ascending from the bottom of the mountain, one of which was slightly dim and lingering with black sickness. Judging from the length of life aura, this person should be five or sixty years old.The other one's wisdom is scattered, he is a fool if not a fool, and he is not very old.At this moment, the wind in the mountain is blowing, and ghosts are crying again and again, what are they doing up here.

"The real person doesn't show his face, just hold the secret qi formula just in case." I looked at the old man who was approaching, and worriedly ordered the Vajra Pao.

King Kong Pao nodded in understanding.

The two slowly approached, and the surrounding ghosts avoided them far away. When they were close enough, I finally saw their faces clearly. The older one was about five or sixty years old, and his face was full of wind and frost. He was wearing patched clothes, a pair of yellow rubber shoes on his feet, and a black package in his hand. There was a faint trace of light blue aura in the package, which should be a magic weapon.The young one was about the same age as me and King Kong Pao, and carried a lot of props and utensils for practice on his shoulders and hand.

The two didn't notice me and the Vajra Pao, but walked slowly to the lighted room of the management committee, opened the door and walked in.

"Old Yu, they don't have any morals at all, why are ghosts afraid of them?" King Kong Pao asked me in a low voice.

"Not every sect has the method of practicing qi. Knowing how to practice qi does not mean that you can't exorcise ghosts, and the package in his hand may contain magic tools to exorcise ghosts." I looked at the management committee. the door of the meeting.

"Why didn't I find out?" King Kong Pao yawned.

"You fucking almost fell asleep..." I just wanted to say something sarcastic about Vajra Cannon, when the door of the management committee opened, and I quickly closed my mouth and focused on watching.

After the door of the management committee was opened, the two carried out a table, and the old man walked to the table and put the bundle in his hand on the table.

"Why is he taking off his clothes?" King Kong Pao squinted at the old man standing behind the table, who was taking off his clothes.

"It's not undressing, it's changing." While speaking, the old man had already taken off the gray cloth gown on his upper body, reached out and untied the black package on the table, and shook out a yellow and red yin and yang Taoist robe and put it on.

"Hehe, why do you look like a dancing god?" Vajra Pao pointed at the young man who was placing incense candles, sulfur, talisman paper and other things.The young man probably doesn't know the way, because the positions of the various instruments he placed are not correct, and the old man stretched out his hand to correct them one by one.

"You lost your Conferred God Jade, so you don't remember it. It's not as simple as us for other sects to exorcise gods and ghosts. They need cumbersome rituals and procedures." I whispered to Vajra Pao.

"Except for that mahogany sword that still has a bit of aura, I don't think it's useful for anything else." King Kong Pao curled his lips in disdain.

"Let's see." I stopped talking with Vajra Pao, and turned to look at the old man who was muttering and walking with a mahogany sword.The young man stood behind him holding a large flag.

The Taoist robe on the old man is very worn out, it should be some years old, the eight trigrams and yin and yang patterns on it have been slightly blurred, and I can't really hear the scriptures recited in Henan dialect, but after he grabbed the copper bowl on the table When Sulfur swayed the joss stick, he shouted "Sanmao Zhenjun has shown his might" which revealed his identity.Sanmao Zhenjun is the patriarch of Maoshan Sect, and everyone in the Taoist sect knows this.It seems that the old man in front of him should practice Maoshan spells.

Maoshan religion belongs to the branch of Taoism, founded in the Han Dynasty, the three patriarchs left behind chanting scriptures and cultivating Taoism, and comprehending the Taoism of longevity. Although his fame has risen, he is putting the cart before the horse after all, and has gone further and further away from cultivating the true way.

"Old Yu, he started." Seeing me in a daze, King Kong Pao stretched out his hand and pushed me.

I looked up at the simple altar built by the old man, and found that the old man used the method of setting up an altar and setting up an array, gathering sun to drive away ghosts. By burning yellow paper charms, supplemented by Jiugong Bagua steps and corresponding Maoshan scriptures, to achieve The effect of gathering yang energy and expelling ghosts.It's a pity that the old man in front of the altar seems to be very unfamiliar with the practice, the Jiugong step is not smooth, and the scriptures sometimes pause, so the accumulation of yang energy around the altar is very slow.

"How dare you come out to make a living at such a level?" King Kong Pao knew nothing about Maoshan's spells, and he could only see a slight change in the yang energy around the altar.

"Don't underestimate him, he's snowballing." I waved my hand and interrupted the Vajra Cannon, because I suddenly found that the little yang energy gathered around the altar was gradually strengthening and expanding as he walked on the nine palace steps.

"Let him roll over there, and see how great he can be." Although Yang Qi is increasing, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Vajra Pao. It's quiet.

I looked at the old man holding a sword in front of the altar calmly, and found that the yang energy around him was gradually spreading to the surrounding after gathering to a certain extent. Where the yang energy diffused, the ghosts hurriedly dodged.

I didn't panic when I saw this scene, because I had already used purple aura to set up a barrier around the mountain, and the ghosts would definitely not be able to escape.

The speed of the yang energy permeating was much faster than the previous gathering speed, and soon many ghosts were forced to the vicinity of the purple energy barrier I set up. Hundreds of ghosts struggled and roared in the gap between the purple spiritual energy and the yang energy.

I looked at the scene in front of me with a sneer. After all, the yang energy gathered by the practice is not pure yang energy, so it cannot kill the ghosts, and the ghosts will definitely find a way to escape after being squeezed. My purple energy barriers are It can't be broken, and the only possible situation is to fight back against the old man who set up an altar.

Thinking of this, he turned around and pushed the drowsy King Kong Cannon, "Don't sleep, the good show has just begun..."