Seeing that there was indeed something strange about this Heyang water, Zhang Jiao subconsciously groaned.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly got up, poured another glass of water and put it in front of his eyes, and then raised his arms again.

The shadow that emerged behind him raised its arms with him.

In the sound of a whispered incantation, a red sun emerged from between his hands again, reflecting the water in the cup a red color.

Zhang Jiao shook the warm red water in the cup, and muttered to himself, "Won't you be disturbed by the evil things behind me when casting the spell?"

He looked at the crimson Heyang water in the cup, and threw it straight at the evil thing behind him.

As soon as the red water splashed in front of the evil creature, it immediately evaporated like boiling water vapor and quickly dissipated in front of the eyes.

Zhang Jiao felt the evil thing's disgust for this Heyang Water, and said with a strange face, "The spells of this Sanyang Society are really wonderful. It obviously has the effect of removing evil and removing filth, but when casting the spell, it is not affected by this evil thing, and even a person like himself who is full of yin qi can have an effect when taking it, and there is no conflict, but it is miraculous. ”

He habitually sat in his chair and leaned back.

The four-armed evil creature behind him immediately helped him leaning over, and the two arms gently protected him, and the two arms massaged his shoulders and cervical spine vigorously and comfortably.

Zhang Jiao narrowed his eyes as if he was asleep, only the slightest trace of blood leaked from his eyes, showing that he was not as appropriate as he seemed on the surface.

The scene of the spell just now began to replay in his mind, frame by second.

"Does the talisman work?"

Zhang Jiao whispered like a dream.

Immediately, a voice sounded in my ears, "Yes, the talisman is indeed working. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice interjected.

"It's not just the talisman, but the portrait of the Sanyang Tianzun in front of you is also working. I could feel that when I was reciting the mantra, on the portrait of the Sanyang Heavenly Venerable, a strange force was immediately drawn over, much like the wish power we came into contact with that day, but with some strange flavors. ”

"Well, just like the smell emanating from the bodies of those three Daozi, there is a smell of burning incense and candle wax. ”

"Yes, and ourselves. When we cast the spell just now, it was the three treasures of the essence and energy in our body that triggered the talisman that brought in the power of this incense fire and manifested the wonderful law. ”

......

Zhang Jiao appeared in the room one after another, standing or sitting, lying or lying, expressing their opinions and opinions one after another.

Until the end, everyone gathered in unison.

"That is, incense wishes, get it. ”

"Get it. ”

Zhang Jiao opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyebrows flickered.

He bowed down to the portrait of Sanyang Tianzun and chanted a prayer in his mouth.

I clearly felt that the Three Treasures of my Essence and Spirit came alive with the prayer, turning into a strange force and pouring into the talisman on my chest.

On the portrait of Sanyang Tianzun, a wisp of five-colored misty incense wish power was immediately pulled over, and it was about to merge into the talisman and manifest into a predetermined spell.

It's just that just when this wisp of incense merges into the talisman.

The Fang Tian edict in the center of his eyebrows suddenly flashed with a hint of brilliance, and the gilded crimson light took the first step to roll back this wisp of incense fire wishing power.

Suddenly, a voice of countless mortals praying appeared in his heart.

"Sanyang Tianzun is above, bless my mother to recover as soon as possible. ”

"Sanyang Tianzun blesses, I must get ahead and glorify my ancestors. ”

"Heavenly Honorable blessing! This one must be opened wide. Big big. ”

......

In the midst of the sound of prayer, Zhang Jiao immediately felt that the evil thing behind him was confused for a moment, and the connection with himself seemed to slow down by half a beat.

Zhang Jiao looked happy instead, muttering to himself.

"I see, I see, I finally have some understanding of how to gather faith and forge God. ”

"This evil thing is strange and corrupts all things. Only this gathers the incense and wish power of all beings, but is not afraid of the erosion of this evil. Because this incense wish power contains the various desires of countless sentient beings, it is more complex than this evil thought, and it will erode and affect its instincts. ”

"No wonder it is said that we should use our own beliefs as the fire, the incense of all living beings as the model, and the evil things and ghosts as the material, and cast a god in the world. ”

"The law of the Book of Heaven is really wonderful. ”

Zhang Jiao walked through the room with a gaffe, the excitement in his eyes was about to overflow, as if in this endless darkness, he finally saw a little light of hope.

It took a long time for him to slowly calm down the joy in his heart.

Only then did I realize that the room had been occupied by gray mist for some time, and the blood-colored handwriting was constantly changing on the surrounding walls.

The rudimentary furniture had long since become a mess, making a continuous sound. Even the flames burning in the lamps jumped out and fluttered in the air.

Zhang Jiao let out a sigh of relief, and after calming down his agitated mood, he pressed the flame seedling back into the lamp, and then silently admonished himself.

"Before you are happy, if you don't cast evil things into gods for a day, you can't relax a little. ”

"And just relying on this bit of wool from Sanyang Tianzun, if you want to cast a living god, I am afraid that you will not be able to cast it even if you reach the earth. ”

"So, the top priority now is to find a better way to harvest the wool of the Sanyang Society. ”

"Besides, if there is a lot of wool, it will definitely be discovered. ”

Zhang Jiao silently opened the window and looked in the direction where the three Daozi were.

Under the starlight in the sky, I saw Beiguan City and its vicinity, countless five-colored misty incense wishes were drifting in the direction of the three Daoists.

"No wonder the old man said, one law is clear, ten thousand laws are clear. ”

"I didn't find out until today that these three Taoists have been continuously harvesting the incense power within a radius of dozens of miles from the moment they entered the city, no wonder the smell of incense and candles on their bodies is getting heavier and heavier, such a terrifying harvesting method. Sanyang Huiguo is not simple. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the incense that was constantly being collected and photographed, and praised it from the bottom of his heart.

He had just absorbed a wisp of this incense fire, and he heard the prayers of countless mortals, and his will was almost lost in prayer.

He really couldn't imagine that with such a large-scale collection of incense and fire telekinesis, could these three Daoists really be able to maintain themselves?

Zhang Jiao suddenly remembered the inadvertent glance at noon, and secretly thought in his heart.

"But what if they're not human?

In the days that followed, the three Taoists continued to pray for the blessings and alms of water for the believers in the Beiguan area, but more and more guards were guarding them.

Zhang Jiao watched from a distance next to him, almost not drooling.

In his eyes, these three Taoists are simply like walking incense and spiritual power, exuding infinite attraction.

It's just a pity that this incense can only be seen, but not touched.

Zhang Jiao even suspected that if he hadn't received the words of the Sanyang Society, he was afraid that he wouldn't even be able to see this incense.

For these incense burners belong to the Lord.

Smelling the increasingly dense smell of incense in the air, Fang Tian's edict between Zhang Jiao's eyebrows jumped and urged more and more wildly, making him involuntarily want to swallow the three Daoists even with their belts.

"It must be a big deal!"

Zhang Jiao thought secretly like a hungry and green-eyed person.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, with the three Taoists departing from Beiguan.

Outside the official road of Beiguan City, as when they entered the customs before, countless believers knelt on both sides of the road.

It's just that the three Taoists did not sit on the Chengyu and greet the believers as they came, but hid in a sedan chair, guarded by the accompanying personnel.

The group of people from the main altar of the Sanyang Society quickly disappeared on the official road and walked in a hurry.

Hall Master Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, patted Zhang Jiao and said, "Brother, don't look at it, you behave well, maybe you will have the opportunity to join the main altar in the future." ”

Zhang Jiao smiled when he heard this, but the yearning in his eyes could be seen by anyone.

The other side.

After the group of the Sanyang Guild General Altar moved away from Beiguan City, they immediately accelerated.

The leader looked at the three sedan chairs carried behind him, and quietly said to the monk who was following the sedan chair, "Master Dingyuan, can the three Taoists still hold on?"

The monk who had been bowing his head and twisting the Buddha beads in his hand immediately raised his head, walked quickly to the leader's side and said, "Qin Shuai Ling, please rest assured, the three Daoists can still be suppressed, but there is no problem in persevering to Ciyun Temple." ”

Qin Shuai Ling immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, his frowning brows eased slightly, and then he clasped his hands into fists and thanked the monk next to him, "All this will trouble Master Jinghui on the way." ”

The monk immediately returned the salute, "It's just a trivial matter, but Qin Shuailing is polite." ”

He looked at the monk's confident expression, and put down the worries in his heart for the time being, but whenever he saw the sedan chair carried behind him, there was always a depression in his heart, as if there was an inexplicable sense of terror.

"Forget it, it just takes some vitality to get around, but as long as you get to Ciyun Temple and send the three Daozi back to the command of the flag bearer, then your mission will be successfully completed. ”

Qin Shuai thought so in his heart.

Therefore, after traveling for dozens of miles, Qin Shuai suddenly ordered everyone to speed up.

For this reason, he even did not hesitate to spend his vitality and blessed everyone with spells, in order to reach Ciyun Temple as soon as possible.

The group immediately traveled day and night, and finally arrived at a Buddhist temple not far from the town of Osan in the afternoon of the next day.

Among the Buddhist temples.

Qin Shuailing looked at the monk in the Buddhist hall, and immediately bowed to the ground, "My subordinates meet Lord Dingyuan." ”

The monk he called Lord Dingyuan immediately walked over, helped him up, and said with kind eyes, "Qin Shuailing has worked hard, and he has run several errands on behalf of Lao Gao. ”

Qin Shuai Ling didn't dare to say anything, and after greeting a few words with the flag envoy Dingyuan monk in front of him, he immediately reported to him, "Lord Dingyuan, this trip to Beiguan has gained a lot, but there are some problems with the three Taoists. ”

"Due to the surge of believers in the city, the three Taoists have absorbed too much incense, and now they are about to be unable to suppress Taoism. ”

As he spoke, he asked Monk Dingyuan for instructions, "Look, did you arrange for these three Daoists to be the first to enter the Transformation God Ding?"

Monk Dingyuan immediately looked upright, walked quickly to the three sedan chairs outside the Buddha hall, opened the curtains one by one, and looked inside.

I saw that in the sedan chair, three figures almost like rotten flesh sat in the sedan chair, exuding a strong smell of incense.

Endless resentment condensed on this pool of rotten flesh, forming a resentment visible to the naked eye.

Monk Dingyuan was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "How can it be so serious?"

Qin Shuailing hurriedly shook his head and said that he didn't know, and he didn't say much, quietly waiting for Monk Dingyuan to give instructions.

Monk Dingyuan walked two steps beside the sedan chair, shook his bald head and said, "The Divine Tripod can't be opened, the twelve Taoists have not yet gathered, and if they take the lead in opening the Ding, they are not right in time, I am afraid that we will miss the Sanyang Festival in the meeting, and then the three Tianzun will blame it, and you and I can't afford it." ”

Qin Shuailing immediately shuddered, and he subconsciously asked, "Then how is this good?"

Monk Dingyuan chanted a Buddha horn in a low voice, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly said to Qin Shuailing, "The only way now is to continue to suppress these three Daoists, and in addition, I must ask Qin Shuailing to work hard again, and bring the rest of the Daozi back as soon as possible, so that they can enter the Ding together." ”

"The subordinates obeyed. ”

Qin Shuai answered, turned around and walked outside.

Behind him, the monk Dingyuan looked at the three pools of rotten meat in the sedan chair, and immediately called out to the monk outside the door and asked him to prepare the magic weapon.

After more than half an hour, it was getting dark.

In the magnificent Buddha hall, under the compassionate gaze of the Buddha.

The three Taoists were placed in front of the Buddha statues, and three bronze bells filled with the Diamond Sutra immediately covered them under the bell, and three monks stood beside the bell with bell mallets in their hands.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. with the great bhikshu congregation. 1,250 people. Then the world. When eating. Dressed and bowled. Settle in the city and beg for food. in its city. The second begging has begged. Return to the Locality. Meals. Collect the mantle. Wash your feet already. Sit on a seat. ......”

In the midst of the chanting, the continuous sound of bells spread far away.

The cold wind was howling, and a pale face suddenly appeared outside the Tsz Yun Temple.

He fluttered through the walls of the temple, through the window, staring at everything in the temple.