"Set up an altar with bunches of grass as a person, write your name, burn seven lamps, step on a steel bucket, seal the calligraphy and talismans and burn them, worship three times a day, and at noon on the seventh day, put up the Dharma to take longevity as a bow, and

Cut off the fetal light, cut off the refreshing spirit on the second, cut off the ghost essence on the third..."

Li Yan carefully flipped through the booklet in his hand, obviously very interested in the techniques recorded on it.

The three-nailed book of soul-destroying souls is somewhat similar to the Tian Gang soul-destroying curse, both of which are treacherous means of invisibly hurting people and ghosts.

But compared to the latter, the conditions for using this simplified version of the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book are undoubtedly much more stringent.

The person who prays the incantation must meditate and fast for three days. After the turbid qi of the five internal organs in the body has been eliminated, the altar can be opened. The incantation is based on the yang and longevity, and the birth date is used as the medium. Once it is cast, it can easily remove the yin from a hundred miles away.

god.

However, when Li Yan arrived in a hurry, Taoist Lushu had no time to prepare the altar.

Secondly, monks are very familiar with the art of overpowering. Not to mention the birth date, not even a drop of blood or a strand of hair is left outside.

It is simply a fantasy for Taoist Lushu to think of using the above method to deal with him.

The following method uses one's own flesh and blood as a guide to impose a curse. As long as the other party is contaminated by one of his own flesh and blood, the curse will be transferred to him.

Compared with the above method, it is undoubtedly much more operable.

However, the price cannot be ignored. Once the curse cannot be transferred within a stick of incense, it will break out on oneself.

Based on the cultivation of Taoist disciples in the late stage of Qi Lianqi, even if the Lingtai and Dantian are destroyed, the body will not die within a few breaths. In the final analysis, it is the old Taoist priest who does harm to others and ultimately harms himself, so he uses it to curse

The Taoist technique that killed Li Yan ended up being his own talisman.

Hateful people must be pitiful. Liang Jiazi worked diligently to seek the Tao and seek immortality, even betraying the sect that had cultivated him for many years and seeking refuge in Chiguo Temple alone.

However, in the end, it was all in vain.

As for the end of his life, Taoist Lushu still has his conscience and regards himself as a member of Xunfeng Guan again. Or maybe after my death, no matter how great the flood is, I can’t get it, not even those bald donkeys from Chiguo Temple.

want to.

Li Yan was not a roundworm in his stomach, so there was no way to know.

All he could do was to use the messenger stone in the temple to immediately send the news back to the sect. Even if the sky fell, the elders of the inner scene would hold it up.

"...Reporting to the headmaster, this is roughly what happened."

Li Yan used the token to open the retreat of the old Taoist, and easily found the communication stone used to contact the sect.

After listening to Li Yan's report, the headmaster immediately realized the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to make any claims on his own. He immediately sent someone to inform the several elders of the inner scene who were still inside the mountain gate.

Naturally, Kusanzi also received the news.

Li Yan didn't know the outcome of the discussions between the few people, but only half an hour later, a jade boat landed on the top of the mountain.

From a distance, you can see a cloud of five colors swirling and dense, covering the top of the mountain like a canopy. The scenery in the mountain is shining with light, and the entire peaks are surrounded by auspicious clouds, which shows that people have extraordinary cultivation.

Li Yan hurriedly greeted him.

A man walked out of the jade boat. He had convex eyebrows and sunken eyes, slightly sunken cheekbones, and a pair of eyebrows that were a little burnt. He didn't look kind at first glance, but this man was Fu Yuan, one of the five masters of Xunfeng Temple.

The director of the hospital is Taoist Huangmei.

There were seven or eight Taoist disciples who came down from the jade boat, the lowest of whom were at the ninth level of Qi Refining. It was obvious that Xunfeng Guan was serious this time.

"The five qi are forming a barrier, and the auspicious clouds are shining brightly. The master's realm is really unfathomable."

Li Yan bowed to the old man respectfully.

"Why did Kusanzi accept a sloppy little monkey like you?"

"You kid, please don't try to flatter me. A merit is a merit and a fault is a fault. You have made a great contribution this time. When it comes to this, I will naturally ask for credit from the master on your behalf."

The old Taoist laughed and cursed.

Thanks to the relationship between the three sons, Li Yan had met with the master of Fuyuan many times, and he had also consulted with him on some difficulties in Fudao practice.

When he learned that this old acquaintance was leading the team this time, Li Yan was immediately relieved.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Li Yan suddenly seemed to have taken a dose of reassurance.

Even though he is a disciple of Du Dao and has no shortage of resources for practice, there are nine inner-view Taoist priests in Xunfeng Temple, including one temple, three capitals and five masters. There are a total of ten direct disciples. Regarding the foundation of enlightenment, how can they be human beings?

Everyone gets a turn.

"There is nothing left for you to do, so go ahead and stop causing trouble to me!"

After handing over the affairs of the temple, Huang Mei Taoist's expression suddenly changed and he drove him away angrily.

"Disciple, obey."

He responded respectfully, but the smile on Li Yan's face remained unchanged.

Everyone knew that the master of Fuyuan was a sharp-tongued man with a vicious heart, but he took great care of his disciples. He drove Li Yan away in such a hurry because he was afraid that the city gate would catch fire and harm this fish in the pond.

Interior scene: How can a little Qigong practitioner like you get involved in the master's fight?

"By the way, I have one more thing, disciple. This is Lushu Taoist disciple's bag. The elder wants it..."

Li Yan took out a dusty storage bag from his waist.

"I can still covet the trophies of a junior like you, why don't you get out of here as far away as I can!"

The yellow-browed Taoist priest also couldn't help but smile.

He glanced at Li Yan angrily and just flicked his sleeves. Before Li Yan could react, the world was spinning for a while, and when he came to his senses, he was sitting at the foot of the mountain.

A Qi practitioner has a perfect body, and it is not a big deal if he falls on his butt.

Li Yan stood up as if nothing had happened and patted the dust on his body, but he didn't pay much attention to it. In contrast, Taoist Lu Shu's bag attracted more attention.

Although he had prepared in advance to be confiscated and had already seized some particularly valuable martial art treasures, there were still many good things in the bag that he had not had time to sort out.

Now that the cooked ducks were all suffocated in the pot, Li Yan was not in a hurry to count them one by one. Seeing that it was getting late, he might as well go back to Ludi to rest for a while, and then make plans after regaining his energy.

After all, the five ghosts and the two yellow scarf warriors self-destructed one after another, causing considerable damage to him. Taoist Lu Shu is also a well-known energy practitioner. If he hadn't calculated with care and thought, he might not have been able to catch it in the opponent's hands.

benefit.

The injuries to the flesh and skin have been mostly healed by the terrifying recovery power of the Changchun Immortality Magic. However, the injuries to the internal organs and soul should not be underestimated.

only--

Looking at the pebble-sized relic in his hand, a smile appeared on Li Yan's face. Perhaps in order to bribe the master of Kuchan Temple, the relic sent by Chiguo Temple turned out to be the relic of a great monk who was enthroned and then sintered.

The legacy of adulthood.

But as soon as he took it into his hand, the demon-subduing pestle on his waist immediately reacted.

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Chapter completed!