Taoist temple that will cross

Chapter 106
"My lord, Mr. Jiumu's name, is here to pay us a special visit."

A thick and powerful voice sounded.

Cao Yi, who had already entered the state of emptiness, sat motionless on the stone bench, as if he had fallen asleep.

"My lord, Mr. Jiumu's name, is here to pay us a special visit."

The thick and powerful voice rang again.

Cao Yi still didn't respond.

With a bang, the big wooden door of the Taoist temple was half opened, and Xu Chu, who had Kong Wu's powerful, dark face with many drops of water, leaned out half of his body.

Seeing Cao Yi on the stone bench, a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Is Mr. here?"

Cao Cao's questioning voice sounded.

"exist"

Xu Chu pushed the other door open.

Cao Cao, whose hair and face were wet from the rain, and the densely packed soldiers appeared.

"Prime Minister, this man is so rude, even if I'm taking the liberty of waiting, he shouldn't say no."

As a straightforward warrior, Xu Chu didn't bother to hide his dissatisfaction.

"Don't be rude"

Cao Cao lightly reprimanded Xu Chu.

"promise"

Xu Chu cupped his hands sullenly.

Cao Cao walked up the steps and saw Cao Yi, who looked less than 20 years old, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Before he came, he heard people say that there was a hermit in Taihang Mountain, whose skill of Qihuang was superb, far superior to that of Hua Tuo.I thought it was an old man with a bright head and a pale face, who was not good at acting.

Xu Chu suddenly gasped and said, "Prime Minister, what seems wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Cao Cao didn't find anything unusual about Cao Yi.

Xu Chu walked to a distance of one foot from Cao Yi in two steps, and suddenly turned around and said, "Look, Prime Minister, no rain has fallen on this man at all."

Cao Cao heard the words and came over to take a look, his brows were slightly frowned. When the rainwater is about to touch Mr. Cao, it will splash out, which is very strange.

"This person may not really be able to hear me wait"

Looking at Cao Yi with his eyes closed, Xu Chu seemed to understand.

Cao Cao stroked his beard and said: "It seems that this person is not just a person who is proficient in the art of distorting yellow."

Time passed little by little.

noon.

The rain stopped, but Cao Yi still didn't wake up.

Xu Chu suggested: "Prime Minister, why don't you order the soldiers to carry this man back."

Cao Cao was a little moved.

As the prime minister in charge of military and state affairs in the north, he is busy with government affairs, so it is impossible to stay here and wait.

Seeing this, Xu Chu waved his hands and said, "Come here, take this person back."

A stout soldier walked over, and when he was three feet away from Cao Yi, it was as if he had encountered an invisible wall.

Pushed with all his strength for a long time, his face flushed with exhaustion, but he still couldn't break the distance of three feet.

"back off"

Xu Chu frowned.

The soldier's heart had long been frightened, and he immediately retreated after hearing the words.

Xu Chu stepped forward and pushed hard. There was nothing in front of him, but it was like an iron wall.

"Zhongkang Retires"

Cao Cao opened his mouth.

Xu Chu, whose face was slightly flushed, stepped back.

In a flash, it was another hour.

The sun is gradually moving towards the west.

Xu Chu said, "It's better to come back another day."

Cao Cao hesitated, the youngest son didn't know how long he could hold on.

"The day after tomorrow, the prime minister can come on a fast horse."

Xu Chu added another sentence.

Cao Cao turned his head to look at the hedgehog-like Cao Yi, and nodded helplessly: "It can only be like this."

He said again: "Bring the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Xu Chu fetched a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from a soldier carrying a box.

Cao Cao quickly wrote a letter and handed it to Xu Chu: "Send it in."

Xu Chu took the letter into the shrine, and soon came out again.

"Walk"

Cao Cao and his party left Yuxu Temple and left marks along the way.

……

The next day, dusk.

The setting sun reflects the green branches on the ground, like a freehand painting.

Sitting on the stone bench, Cao Yi opened his eyes, and a ray of light that was about an inch long shot out from his eyes.

"It's dusk"

Cao Yi said something to himself, got up, and returned to the hall, just in time to see a letter placed on the futon.

Cao Yi walked over, picked it up, and opened it.

Cao Cao came and left again.Cao Cao came here to let himself save his youngest son, Cang Shu, who was called the elephant in the elementary school textbooks, whose real name was Cao Chong.

"Saving people is not a big problem"

Cao Yi put the letter aside.

Thinking that it was time for the evening class, I sat down cross-legged and started the evening class.

Half an hour passed in a flash.

Another wave came from Xiaotian's side.

Cao Yi got up, left the hall, and soon came back.

When it was almost dawn, Cao Yi, who had read a pile of classics, suddenly wanted to sort out the treasures in his hands, so he took out the things all at once.

The "Qintian Scroll" is still the same, with a "Tide of the Sea and Tide" and a "True Dragon".

……

The space-time treasure box is still unusable.

Other than allowing people to see the past, the Bianhua stone plate has no other functions.After Cao Yi injected a bit of spiritual energy, there was no change, so he casually threw it on the "Qin Tian Scroll".

Another wave came from Xiaotian's side.

Cao Yi walked out.

The Bianhua stone plate suddenly burst into red light, and then submerged into the "Qintian Scroll" little by little.

Not long after, Cao Yi returned and his eyes fell on the "Qin Tian Scroll".

"This?"

I saw that a new picture appeared on the "Qintian Scroll", which was a red pattern of the other shore flower.

There are two small characters in seal script on one side, which are a little blurry, but the word 'Huanyang' can be barely recognized.

Seeing these two words, the face of Xu Fu who was killed once and resurrected appeared in Cao Yi's mind.

His expression changed a few times, Cao Yi put his hand on the "Returning the Sun", and the touch was icy cold, just like touching Yelv Zhigu that exploded.

At the same time, a message entered my mind.

It is about how to bring the dead back to life.

Divided into three types:

The first type, one life to one life back, the caster does not have enough mana, so he can only replace the life of the deceased with his own life, but if he has enough mana, he can exchange the life of others with the premise that the other person is willing (for lovers, blood relatives).

The second type requires a small amount of blood from the deceased's relatives as an introduction and a living person as a container.

The third type is that the dead use a small amount of blood from their children as an introduction, and borrow non-flesh and blood bodies to resurrect, such as clay sculptures and puppets, which look the same as ordinary people on the surface, but have defects. The clay body is afraid of water, and the wooden body is afraid of fire. Ji, which is 12 years (high failure rate).

"This shouldn't be called returning yang, this should be called the ban technique of returning yang"

After a while, Cao Yi said to himself.

……

In the morning, the sky was clear and there was no cloud in the sky. The sun scorched the earth extremely hot; a gust of southerly wind blew up a wave of heat from the ground, burning and suffocating.The weeds couldn't withstand the intense sun, and the leaves curled into thin strips.

On a mountain some distance away from the Taoist temple, Cao Yi put the long flute that had been cracked due to repeated use to his mouth, and began to blow.

Soon, layers of thick fog appeared around, and one tree after another made rustling noises, which at first glance looked like waves.

Cao Yi's rehearsal of "Cang Hai Chao Sheng Song" brought a little trouble to Cao Cao who went up the mountain.

　The third update, yesterday's make up, ask for a wave of recommendation tickets.

　　


(End of this chapter)