Poor road slightly through fists and feet
Traveled to Wei County, Beifeng County, Qianguo, and became the last Taoist priest of Qingyun Temple. The Dao technique of this vein is a little difficult to practice, and Li Yanchu just wants to meditate on alchemy and succeed in cultivating immortals as soon as possible.
But in the Taoist temple, except for a black donkey, there is no surplus wealth. Li Yanchu, who wanted to eat just right, had no choice but to put on a finger tiger, pick up a pig-killing knife, and do things for others to exorcise evil spirits.
"Little Taoist, your thing doesn't work for me." The ghost sneered. The next moment, the ghost is gone!
"I'm made of lightning wood, soaked in black dog blood." Li Yanchu discovered that by killing ghosts, you can gain merit and improve the quality of all things through the edict!
Many years later, Li Yanchu passed by a remote mountain village with a lot of resentment, which was a place of great evil! The magic of the Xuanmen was greatly suppressed here.
Facing this old ghost in the village, Li Yanchu smiled slightly: "Fortunately, the poor road is a little bit clear!" ”