The temptation of the wizard

Xiaoqing’s Nuwa Temple also offers sacrifices to ghosts. In this way, there are spiritual practitioners at the head of the village to offer sacrifices to ghosts, which is foolproof.

Three years ago, the infected calf had to take care of it at the end of the village.

But the offerings of Nuwa Temple must also be provided by Houtu Temple. Xiao Qing came to "steal" the steamed buns, and from time to time he sneaked away a scoop, causing Xiaohong and others to throw him noodles.

Zhong Huarong, the temple of Nuwa Temple, was happy. He set up a steamer at the junction of the field early, and started steaming buns before it got dark, planning to have a full meal by himself.

The buns in Nanta Village are more delicious than those made in the palace. The secret lies in the ingredients used to make the noodles. It is said that the soda ash specially made by Zhu Shaoqing is used. The buns and steamed buns are soft and delicious, with a bite of sauerkraut filling and the sweetness of wheat. The crisp sauerkraut is so wonderful, Zhong Huarong’s favorite is this bite.

It's also a vegetarian, but it feels happier to be a vegetarian in Nanta Village than to be a big fish and meat outside. No wonder Zhu Shaoqing is so exquisite.

After dark, Zhu Yuntai came to the entrance of the village to prop up the steamer and the big iron pot, then picked up the steamed buns and the three fresh soup ingredients, then went back to the temple and took a bath, changing into a clean witch costume, which was slightly more obvious Sense of ritual.

When I came to the entrance of the village again, I saw Xia Xixi and other women standing behind the incense table with their peach sticks, huddling together in a dreadful look that they wanted to see but was afraid.

Yuntai smiled and said, "Have you used willow leaf water?"

Xia Xixi said nervously: "Not yet, but Liu Yeshui is a bit troublesome. May the host help us open the eyes of ghosts?"

"It's okay." The witch picked up the small pieces on the incense table, dipped in the Usha and wrote witch patterns on Xia Xixi's eyebrows. The latter instantly blushed and stiffened her body.

The witch again painted witch patterns on the foreheads of Xiaohong, Xiaolu, and Linghuyan, and set on Lao Bai to light a fire, and began to steam buns and cook three fresh soup.

The women became more and more nervous, looking around, holding on to the monster, King Huazhi.

Linghuyan used to be in Hanoi, and celebrating the Zhongyuan Festival was a bit of a horror atmosphere, and Xia Xixi lived within the high walls of the deep palace for a long time, and the Zhongyuan Festival was meaningless to her.

And Nanjiang is famous for many ghosts, even Ling Huyan felt scared, let alone Xia Xixi.

But at this time, the host Zhu is here, if you don't take the opportunity to see it, I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity in the future.

The night is getting thicker, and a breeze blows the mist in the mountains.

The aroma of Sanxian soup and steamed buns gradually overflowed. The maiden waited a while before she scooped up a bowl of soup, took six steamed steamed buns and put them on the plate, and said to Linghuyan: "Linghu girl, please send one back to the temple. Here to the eighth master."

Linghuyan was stunned, and then showed gratitude, and hurriedly sent the three fresh soup and steamed buns back to the temple dojo on a tray, and sat in front of the shrine and said, "My Lord, this is the host who wished to send me back, please Enjoy."

After waiting for a long time, the Eighth Master did not show up, Linghuyan said bitterly: "Eight Master, Happy Holidays." After speaking, she left the dojo.

After she left, Linghu came out of the shrine on the eighth day of the year and floated to the balcony, silently watching her back downhill, showing a trace of struggle.

The night sky is clear, the moon is slowly dyeing red, and the yin between the sky and the earth is thicker.

The Eighth Master looked at the moon with his hand in his hand, his eyes were as quiet as an ancient well, and as deep as a starry sky. After an unknown period of time, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling.

When Feiyue was in the sky, ghosts began to haunt, and suddenly a ghost hand stretched out from the incense case to fish for a bowl of three fresh soup, scared Xia Xixi and the other females screamed in low voices, but seeing host Zhu kicked the case, Tong Shanshan went Rolled out from the inside, smirking at the women.

After this small mountain ghost became a big man, he was a lot more courageous and dared to scare people.

The witch asked: "Where is your uncle?"

Xiaoshan shook his head and took the buns to chew.

At this time, a cloudy wind blew, and three remnants of incomplete shape floated. One had his head cut off, one had his feet cut off, and the other had his stomach cut. They were all bloody, and there was a stench in the air.

Xia Xixi waited for the female Hua's face to pale, and she tightly covered her mouth, and saw the three remnants of the soul rushing towards the witch, but was slapped to pieces by Tong Xiaoshan halfway through.

The witch's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly realized that something might happen during the Zhongyuan Festival this year, and said to Tong Shanshan: "Go to town, and if you find evil ghosts, kill them all."

In the past six months, a large number of people from the rivers and lakes have died tragically in the Ailao Mountain. Many of them are extremely evil, even if they are only turned into remnants, they are much stronger than those who died accidentally. Some evil spirits will inevitably be born. Get up, I am afraid that those witches with a relatively shallow cultivation are not opponents.

Most of the only three remnants were transformed by the gangsters who were killed.

Tong Shanshan reluctantly glanced at the five-story steamer and the big iron pot, filled three bamboo tubes with three tubes of three fresh soup, and took more than thirty buns before rushing to Ailao Town.

Yuntai looked around and still didn't see the infected calf. I was quite puzzled, "The calf is best to be lively, and she doesn't need her to look after him in the west of the village. Where did she go?"

As the Yin Qi between the heavens and the earth gradually became stronger, Zhu Yuntai also slowly felt a little strange pulse of the heavens and the earth. When he focused on capturing that little feeling, he seemed to be facing a suffocating abyss.

"The change of heaven and earth is indeed wonderful." The witch felt a little bit, and she no longer reluctantly sensed the heaven and earth, focusing on her eyes.

As he expected, some murderous ghosts came one after another, but they were all wiped out.

But most of them were still lonely ghosts and spirits who knew order, and they were full of praise after receiving food.

In the middle of the night, the yin wind blows, ghosts and monsters appear in groups, the yin soldiers pass through the border, the ghosts are mourned by the ghosts, the ghosts marry and greet their relatives... all kinds of cruel scenes are staged. The witch pattern on the forehead.

Zhu Yuntai was also quite surprised-there seems to be a lot of ghosts this year.

Suddenly, the world trembled slightly, and faint void fluctuations rippled from the west of the village. In the next instant, a green-green ghost energy rushed into the sky, causing the night sky to float.

The ghosts and livestock in the village were all crawling and trembling.

I wish Yuntai's eyes were surprised and Tan mouth opened slightly.

Mavericks... broke through to the gods and ghosts?

At the same time, Linghu appeared on the attic of the temple again on the eighth day of the month, and Sheng Ziqing under the Nuwa Temple also looked at the big banyan tree by the stream with a smile.

A little green light shot out from the shrine under the banyan tree and came to the entrance of the village in an instant.

The bull horned kid in yellow fell in front of the witch in the white shirt and red dress, giggling and said: "Pig, there is no reason not to take me when I go out in the future!"

Chapter 206

Zhu Yuntai’s breakthrough in the epidemic made Yuntai both gratified and helpless. This little guy did have flaws in his heart, that was, he was afraid of being abandoned. Yuntai thought she had to overcome this obstacle to advance to the realm of the gods, but her The flaw seemed to have become her great motivation-because she was afraid of being abandoned by Zhu Yuntai, she was brave and diligent, and reached the realm of god transformation before Yuntai.

The improvement of the cultivation level was originally something to be happy about, but the Mavericks' heavy dependence on mentality is really unhealthy. In case someone sees through the weakness of the soul and is designed to target it, no matter how high the cultivation level is, it is in vain.

But I wish Yuntai another thought, who would dare to say that he has no spiritual flaws?If it weren't for a long time, it would be difficult for others to find the Mavericks' flaws, so he felt relieved and praised the Mavericks a few words.

At this time, Xiao Qing came to congratulate him, composing a compilation: "Congratulations to Uncle Master for breaking through to the realm of God Transformation, and from now on transcendence and sanctification!"

The cultivators of the gods have built a bridge between heaven and earth, and used the power of the void to truly transcend the boundaries of mortals. Only a small part of the ancient Hundred Sages can reach this state, so they say they are transcendental and holy.

The epidemic calf laughed and said: "Thanks to Xiao Qing for making liquid aura for me, and two bottles of Qingxia aura, saving me a lot of effort!"

This is true, she doesn't like to practice hard, and she practiced often fishing for three days and two days drying the net. If it weren't for the liquid spiritual energy to help her improve her strength, she would not be able to gather the soul and build a bridge between heaven and earth.

Xiao Qing touched the muscles of his arms depressedly, sighed long, and suddenly said, "Teacher, Master Uncle is also in the state of transforming the gods, shouldn't we shake the bellows too?"

The calf's eyes changed drastically, and the joy of breaking through the realm immediately flew out of the clouds, stabbed Xiaoqing with a fork, and cursed: "I am a ghost, not a stone monster, I am light and fluttering. Where can I shake the bellows with such great strength?"

Zhu Yuntai also laughed, "Mavericks' specialty is epidemic poison, and the strength is really average, and the bellows is not good enough, but you don’t have to worry about Xiaoqing. Now everyone in the temple has basically reached a bottleneck in strength. You don’t need to make liquid aura anymore, you can make it when you want it. Anyway, you have all mastered the method."

Xiao Qing was overjoyed when he heard that, but the Mavericks were a little unconvinced, and muttered: "Where am I strong? Of course I can't compare to the hills at the same level, but compared to other ghosts, my power is also a lever. !"

Yuntai flicked her brain collapsed and said, "Master God, can you bother you to visit the villages and towns around Ailao Mountain? There are a lot more evil spirits today than in previous years."