Cultivation: Start with Inviting Gods

The old man was sitting on the ground, and the old man was lying on the ground.

Jiang Nanhe walked briskly in the secret passage that was covered with rocks and dust because the lamb squeezed in.

After a few steps, he returned to Magistrate Li's study.

At this time, he was covering his mouth and nose, and the air was full of black smoke.

Along with the smoke, there were bursts of burning smell and barbecue smell, as well as a fishy smell that was hard to describe.

Inhaling this smoke can directly cause physiological vomiting.

Jiang Nanhe walked out of the secret passage quickly, wanting to push open the door and walk out of the room.

But he found that the door had been broken at some point. Outside the door, a group of people were surrounding the door. They covered their mouths and noses, half squatting on the ground and retching. It seemed that they must have smelled the black fog.

Jiang Nanhe didn't care. Why were there so many people outside?

He walked out quickly and waved to the people around him. The sound coming from his mouth and nose covered by the mask was a little muffled.

"Why are you here? Disperse quickly, disperse quickly. You can't smell this smoke too much, otherwise it will hurt your body. Stay away from this room."

The retching people around heard Jiang Nanhe's words and hurriedly retreated to the periphery, leaving the yard empty. Seeing this, Jiang Nanhe took a step and walked towards a more open place.

He walked a few steps, then turned around and looked at the endless black smoke in the room.

After thinking for a while, he raised his hand lightly, and a flame and water suddenly appeared not far in front of him.

The flames and water collided with each other, and white mist rose up in an instant.

These white mists rose into the air, carrying the black smoke that spread around and flew higher into the air.

Jiang Nanhe did not stop his movements, raised his hand and pinched a spell, and used the spirit-attaching technique. This time, he wasted a lot of spiritual power in his body. The spirit-attaching technique stopped the black mist in the air and wrapped them up.

Jiang Nanhe just thought that this black mist with evil power might spread into the air and be absorbed by the clouds in the sky, which would likely cause a lot of pollution.

After the clouds in the sky were polluted by the black mist, the rain and snow that fell would pollute the surrounding land, rivers, crops, etc., causing a large number of people to get sick, etc., and various negative symptoms.

This was not what Jiang Nanhe and his friends intended, so Jiang Nanhe took action.

He used his simple spell to control the spiritual energy, forming flames and water, and then made them collide to produce white mist.

The white mist merged with the black mist, increasing their weight so that Jiang Nanhe could control them.

Jiang Nanhe controlled the spirit-attaching technique. To others, the black mist in the air seemed to be controlled by Jiang Nanhe and gradually condensed into a round ball.

The black mist in the house floated upward more and more, and the spiritual energy in Jiang Nanhe's body was slowly consumed.

When the black mist disappeared, Taoist Master Songhe ran out of the room in a hurry.

His luxurious Taoist robe was blackened by the smoke at this time, and so was his face.

He was smoked very badly under the secret room, but he couldn't leave yet. He could only rely on the talisman paper to protect himself, but even so, he smelled a lot of the black smoke and now he wanted to vomit.

As soon as he came out, he saw Jiang Nanhe casting a spell and controlling the black mist.

He raised his eyebrows and touched his blackened beard. He didn't understand what Jiang Nanhe was doing?

The lamb followed Taoist Songhe and walked slowly. Compared with the beginning, his white hair was a little black.

Seeing Taoist Songhe blocking the way, he raised a hoof and put it on Taoist Songhe's shoulder, and then pushed Taoist Songhe to the side.

Taoist Songhe, who was not standing firmly, was pushed to the ground by the lamb.

Seeing the lamb and Taoist Songhe coming out, Jiang Nanhe knew that the situation below had been resolved and the black fog was no longer generated.

The spell in his hand changed, and the rolling black fog in the air gradually condensed together. The spirit-attaching spell wrapped them into a ball and compressed them.

But after compressing to a height of one person, Jiang Nanhe found that he could not compress it anymore.

He controlled the spell to put the fog that turned into a black ball on the ground, and the spell was not withdrawn.

The lamb curiously approached Jiang Nanhe and called him a few times, as if asking Jiang Nanhe what he was doing?

Taoist Song He also stood up, dusted off his body, and asked Jiang Nanhe.

"Little Daoist Jiang, what are you doing? Is there any use for collecting this black mist, or is there something wrong with this mist?"

Jiang Nanhe raised his hand and rubbed Xiao

The sheep's head with one hand, and the other hand scratched the lamb's chin.

He was very satisfied with the lamb's performance today.

Hearing the question from Taoist Master Songhe, Jiang Nanhe let go of the lamb, pointed at the black fog and explained its harm to Taoist Master Songhe.

"Fellow Daoist Songhe, don't you know? This black fog is caused by the thunder and lightning released by the lamb, which killed those demons and ghosts and burned them directly. The evil power in their bodies released the fog.

If they are allowed to float in the air, they may attach to the clouds in the sky and then fall with snow and rain.

This has already caused pollution. The falling snow and rain flow into the river, or are absorbed by people, and are absorbed by plants in the land, which is an irreversible pollution.

It may take a long time for the earth to degrade by itself, so I collected them this time to avoid causing a disaster."

Master Songhe listened to Jiang Nanhe's answer and showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, but he frowned, obviously realizing that the matter has not been completely resolved.

"I see! How should Daoist Fellow Jiang deal with these black mists?

These things are not easy to purify, and throwing them in other places at will will also cause pollution.

It is really difficult to deal with. The Great Xia Dynasty has encountered this situation before, and the evil spirits were directly burned with matches.

Although these black smokes will be produced, these smokes float in the air. We are not sure whether they will have any impact on that place in the future, but according to what Daoist Fellow Jiang said, there must be an impact. We must pay attention to it in the future."

Master Songhe said this and looked at the soldiers around him.

Those people were relieved when they saw him come out just now.

At this time, several people came to Master Songhe and reported that the lamb had just injured dozens of people.

After hearing this, Master Songhe frowned, and then waved his hand indifferently.

For him, this is not a big deal.

Xiaoyang was Jiang Nanhe's mount, and he came in to help him exorcise demons. He was stopped by someone, so he was lucky that he didn't kill others with a thunderbolt.

And according to the report from this person, those people were injured lightly, not even seriously, so Taoist Songhe naturally didn't care.

Jiang Nanhe listened to the voice of Taoist Songhe talking to that person, and rubbed Xiaoyang's head with some blame.

Xiaoyang was a little high-profile when he came, and Xiaoyang sat down without caring. He put his head on Jiang Nanhe's shoulder and let Jiang Nanhe rub his hair.