Chapter 42: The Seven States of the Beggar Soul Are Difficult to Deal with
"No, I was in another city at the time, and my heart was uneasy, so I made a divination, calculated that there was a catastrophe in Qingcheng, and opened my clairvoyance to investigate the situation, and happened to witness how you pursued Tianlong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"I see. Nangong Douling thought to herself, it is estimated that the matter of her kneeling to Li Xuan was also calculated by him.
Otherwise, if he had been monitoring outside the house at that time, it would have been impossible for the three people with superb magic power in the house to be completely undetected.
"I'm wrong to blame my master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll take back the four words indifferent and ruthless, don't cover me with a bag. What does Shigong mean that the poisonous gas has nothing to do with Tianlong?" she asked patiently, trying not to digress.
"That's right, it's the poisonous mist that clings to it. When humans inhale this poisonous mist, they will paralyze the nerves of the brain and eventually die. You pierce its skull, causing the poisonous mist to gush out, which is the first fatal mistake you make, and you can't deal with the poisonous mist this way. ā
"What the hell is the poisonous fog?"
Chen Xuansheng's smile deepened, "You can't guess?"
"Please, just say it, it's a great crime to hang people's appetites. ā
"Have you ever heard of the name Beggar?"
Nangong Douling was stunned, "The messenger of the Hell Enma?"
"That's right, the poisonous mist is one of the forms of the Beggar. ā
"Or is it just one of the forms, and how many tricks does it make?"
"I've learned seven. ā
"Which seven?"
"The wind and the remnants of the clouds are coming, the thunder is broken, the poisonous tamaris are scattered in the fog, the fire is like a wild fire that can be swallowed, the cold ice is gone, the demon money sword is pierced, and the ghost is obsessed with burning the fairy grass. ā
Nangong Douling was stunned for two seconds, "Master, are you imitating me, chanting poetry when you are excited? What does it mean? I only understand the burning fairy grass, isn't this a dessert? Are you playing with me? Say it simply, can it be successful?"
"It's so simple, you can't understand it, how can you study abroad?"
"It's the same thing, I didn't have the subject of 'beggars' in school. ā
"Figure it out for yourself. ā
Nangong Douling chewed on his poems repeatedly, and suddenly realized, "It's wind, thunder, fog, fire, ice, demons, and ghosts, these seven forms, right?"
Chen Xuansheng smiled, "You are not so stupid that you can't be helped." ā
Nangong Douling scratched his hair, "With so many forms, it is expected that the beggar ghost is quite a tricky enemy. ā
"When it appears alone, its strength is average, but it is a large number of its kind, and it often comes out in groups to do evil, so it will increase the difficulty, the above seven forms, you have to use seven different methods to eliminate them, once you use the wrong way, you will repeat your setbacks today, not every serious injury, can be saved by the Soul Rejuvenation Technique. ā
"The granddaughter of the apprentice sincerely asks the master for advice, what are the methods for dealing with these seven forms of beggars? ā
Chen Xuansheng said: "I have already told you about the seven ways to resolve it. I won't say it a second time. ā
"What? When did you tell me? Master, you didn't wake up from a dream, did you?"
"It's in those seven verses. ā
Nangong Douling covered his forehead, "You can't be straightforward?"
"If you explain sentence by sentence, you can't finish talking about dawn, with your intelligence, you won't be unable to understand it, and if you really can't figure it out, it means that you are not suitable for continuing to cultivate, and those who cultivate the Fa pay attention to the word 'enlightenment', and if you can't understand it yourself, you can only rely on the master's guidance, so you can't make progress, do you think you can still reach a higher realm?"
"Of course!" she said confidently, "I'm only a few years old now, and when I study for two more years, I'll surpass you old-timers." ā
"Maybe you've reached your limits and can't push yourself anymore. ā
"I'm the limit? Hmph, no! I can get stronger. ā
"No matter how many spells you learn, it's useless, the aura in your body can't keep up, and with two or three spells, it's consumed, that's why I said, you're already the limit. ā
Nangong Douling was said to be his biggest weakness, and his face turned red all of a sudden.
Continuing to talk around the aura would only be a disappointment, and she changed the subject, "Master, you said before that the big centipede is not a monster, so what is it?"
"It is called the Heavenly Dragon, a spirit beast, and since ancient times, it has been the patron saint of Qingcheng. ā
"This big insect that kills people without blinking is a patronus?"
"It is good in nature, since the date of the establishment of Qingcheng, Tianlong has served as the patron saint of Qingcheng, in ancient times, it is very respected, every year will visit and worship it, with the passage of time, after the war, Qingcheng tends to be peaceful, and then there are no natural disasters and man-made disasters, people gradually forget the existence of the patron saint. The city is growing rapidly, the streets are being renovated, and Tianlong is trapped in the sewers, where he has been resting and sleeping, and there is no quarrel with the world. This time, if you are possessed by a beggar ghost who has infiltrated the world, you will lose your mind and attack humans wantonly. ā
"Isn't it the human body that the beggars are looking for? The Hell Enma needs the human body to parasitize, why would they target the Celestial Dragon?"
"I don't know, but I feel in the dark that this time, the Hell Enma has a different plan, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to find a physical body to attach to, maybe it's the failure of the first nine times, which made him learn from it and want to reappear in a different way. ā
Nangong Douling still didn't take the Hell Enma in his eyes, "No matter what tricks he changes, as long as I am still in Qingcheng, I will not allow him to make trouble." ā
"But your performance is not as good as you say, yesterday, you can only barely pass the test, almost lost your life. Now, you have killed the patron saint of Qingcheng, broken the feng shui of Qingcheng, and the catastrophe is coming. ā
"Didn't the dragon resurrect you?
"But all the creatures that have died once, no matter how they are resurrected, the essence no longer exists, and now it is my willpower that supports its actions, not its own will and spiritual energy, it is similar to the dead, and it has lost the qualification of a guardian saint. You look out the window. ā
Nangong Douling turned his head and looked at the gloomy night, without a trace of light, "What's there to see? Not even the moon." ā
"The evil clouds gather at the top, the stars dodge, and in three days, Qingcheng will usher in a disaster. ā
"What kind of disaster?"
"Heaven must not be divulged. ā
"At this point, you still haven't divulged it, do you want to wait until the citizens suffer collectively before you are willing?"
"I predicted the future, but unfortunately I couldn't. Otherwise, it will make my Twelve Immortal Dao Soul Attracting Dafa cultivation fail, I have been practicing for sixty years, and I can't fall short. Those who leak the destiny of heaven are not tolerated in the fairy world. ā
"For the sake of cultivation, you would rather risk the lives of so many people? Master, what are you doing when you are an immortal? Isn't it for the benefit of the common people?"
"Benefiting the common people is indeed the purpose of the Soul Attracting Sect, and it is also the ancestral teachings handed down by the ancestor of Yantuo, but I don't want to hide my selfishness, I want to become an immortal, not to benefit others, but to live forever. ā