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Zhang Qingyuan threw a bag of ancient Yin money on the table. Zhao Jin was startled and opened the bag with shining eyes. There were hundreds of coins in it. Zhang Qingyuan didn't count them carefully, but just grabbed a handful from the two boxes he got.

"So many?"

After the surprise, Zhao Jin felt sad again... He is not as successful as this kid.

"Well, it took a lot of effort to get it, let's split it in half."Zhang Qingyuan said without blushing.

Zhao Jin was overjoyed, and put away the money like a miser, and ran to his room with it, fearing that it would be taken back again.

Although Zhao Jin was in danger of losing his status in Zhang Qingyuan's heart after spending some time together recently, he had to admit that this old ghost, as a Taoist senior, was indeed quite capable.

After getting the ancient money, within two days he made something called"the art of increasing luck" according to the Taoist scriptures left by Master Ge Xuan.

"I say, boy, although these hundreds of ancient Yin coins are few and can only increase your luck a little bit, don't underestimate this, it can save your life at a critical moment!"

Zhao Jin introduced with a proud look on his face.

"I will do the ritual for myself first, and then help you. Although it is only temporary luck, the days mentioned by Master Xuandu are in these two days. Adding a little luck can make our work go much more smoothly."

"Can you help me perform the ritual later?" Zhang Qingyuan's face changed, and he said,"Well, senior, I have quite some experience in studying the"Taiping Heavenly Book". Why don't you just teach me and I'll go back and try it myself. If it doesn't work, I'll come back to you."

Hearing this, Zhao Jin showed an expression of a teachable child:"Yes, if you can have this idea, you will definitely achieve something in the future. It's not in vain that the Taoist scriptures passed down by the Nanhua Patriarch have been wasted."

Zhang Qingyuan agreed with a smile... Mainly worried that I would move out two large boxes of ancient Yin money, which would cause you to lose your balance and get angry.

After learning the method of changing your luck, Zhang Qingyuan quietly ran back to his room and locked the doors and windows to prevent Zhao Jin from suddenly breaking in.

In the shadow of the wooden cabinet in the corner, a black and white butterfly stood still, watching his movements...

Taking out two boxes of Yin money from the Sumeru Ring, Zhang Qingyuan placed a certain number of ancient Yin money in various directions according to the picture drawn by Zhao Jin.

According to him, the magic array is fixed, and if you want to increase the power, you only need to increase the number of Yin money at the key nodes.

After a while, a mysterious Taoist magic array was paved on the ground with Yin money.

Zhang Qingyuan sat cross-legged in the center, chanting:"The heavens and men are subtle, and they are in harmony with the truth. All fortunes flow like the ebb and flow of the tide.……"

As the spell was chanted, the soul power spread into the magic circle, and the Yin money at each node glowed with golden light, and a half-meter-high cloud column rose up.

Zhang Qingyuan opened his eyes and saw:"The half-meter-high pillar of luck has such a good effect. The old ghost only has a few hundred of them, so they should be less than ten centimeters, right?"

""The luck is added to me, quick!"

As soon as the words fell, the luck pillars on the Yin Money instantly gathered upwards to his head. A gray luck pillar appeared and met the luck of the Yin Money. It immediately merged into Zhang Qingyuan's gray luck like water and milk.

Then, his luck pillar changed again, bringing with it a wisp of yellow luck. The whole person suddenly felt like he was reborn. Everything around him, including the heaven and earth, seemed to be cheering for him.

With the infusion of luck, the Yin Money on the ground gradually dimmed and lost its original

At this moment, the butterfly in the corner suddenly flapped its wings twice without warning, and the magic array that had been set up on the ground changed slightly. The dim Yin Qian instantly burst into a dazzling light, and then vaporized into fist- sized clouds and mists, which gathered above Zhang Qingyuan's head, forming a canopy covering the top of his head.

His pillar of luck, which had stabilized, changed again. The yellow luck that was like a gossamer suddenly penetrated into the gray luck and merged with it.

""Hmm?"

Zhang Qingyuan opened his eyes and looked at the empty ground. A look of doubt flashed across his face... What happened to the sudden burst of luck just now? It was not like what Zhao Jin said. The Yin money disappeared directly.

He looked around the room suspiciously, and his eyes swept across the cabinet in the corner, but he saw nothing. He also didn't know where the butterfly that was originally there had gone.

"Go ask the old ghost!"

He quickly got up and ran to Zhao Jin's grave, only to see him collecting the dim money on the ground. He looked very rosy-cheeked, and those who didn't know him would think he was reborn in old age.

""Senior, you look good, with a rosy glow on your face. Could it be that your luck with women has also improved?" Zhang Qingyuan asked half-jokingly.

Zhao Jin was in a very good mood at first and didn't want to argue with him, but the moment he turned around and saw him, the smile on his face froze, and then his face turned from red to white, and then from white to black.

"Damn it, kid, tell me the truth, did you get the biggest share and only give me some soup?"

Zhang Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat, feeling a little guilty, but he pretended to be calm and said,"Senior, how can you say that? I've said before that you've done me a great favor, not to mention a small amount.……"

"Bullshit! Then tell me why your luck has increased so much?" Zhao Jin was obviously not easy to fool.

Zhang Qingyuan thought for a moment and said quickly:"I was just about to ask you, senior, you said that the Yin coins would remain after the ritual, how come they were all gone when I opened my eyes? It's a pity for me to lose hundreds of ancient Yin coins!"

As he said this, he made a painful expression.

Zhao Jin was stunned for a moment and said:"What? You absorbed all the luck of the Yin coins?"

"I don't know, but they are all gone."

Now it was Zhao Jin's turn to be unconfident. He frowned and whispered,"No, it's not right. Could it be that you made a mistake in the formation and you hit the target by accident?���"

"Then I don't know, maybe I was wrong."Zhang Qingyuan thought so in his heart, otherwise he couldn't explain why it happened.

Just when the old man and the child were still struggling, Shen Tu, wearing a white divine robe, came out from the corridor.

""How come Lord Shentu has time to come here?" Zhang Qingyuan went to meet him and asked.

Shentu nodded and said,"Yu Lei just sent me a letter saying that tomorrow is the right time. Tomorrow you will dress up as law enforcement officials and follow me to the city gate."

"Is it going to start tomorrow?"Zhang Qingyuan's heart tightened. He had been waiting for nearly a month. Although he had made sufficient preparations to leave Youdu, he was still a little nervous when the time came.

"Well! Tomorrow, the Emperor of Mount Tai will come to the Yin City. We need to lead him to the Yin City. The Emperor will deal with Tu Bo and take him away from the Yin City. We will be responsible for clearing out other Yin gods."

After informing the two, Shen Tu was about to leave, but he seemed to remember something and turned back and said,"You took two boxes of Yin money and other things from my secret vault that day. If you need them, just contact the housekeeper to get them. When the Yin City falls, these Yin money will be useless."

"Forehead……"Zhang Qingyuan looked embarrassed.

Comrade Shen Tu, you can be generous, but there is no need to say this in front of Zhao Jin.

A cold gaze fell on him from behind.

Zhang Qingyuan:"Senior, listen to my argument! Two boxes of Yin money sounds like a lot, but in fact there are only more than a thousand pieces."

Zhao Jin:"Do you think I believe it?"