Chapter 143: Strange Array, Nine Palace Flying Stars (Medium)
When I saw Zhang Huahao again, there was already a maroon mark next to him, which was very high, square and heavy, which looked like a stream of heat flowed in the heart, warm and intimate (Nima, isn't this an advertising slogan)
"Dutian Great Thunder Fire Seal?" Seeing that release, Ling Yun was slightly surprised, this is a good magic weapon, it is about eight grades.
"Master Ling is really as wise as a torch, and his reputation is well deserved!" Zhang Huahao patted his ass lightly, and then said, "What does the master think of this thing?" ā
"Not bad." Ling Yun nodded and said, "With the help of the Great Thunder and Fire Seal of the Heavens, I think the Nine Palace Flying Star can almost be done." ā
"Shall we act?"
"Let's go." Lingyun bowed.
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The resplendent exterior is hung with a sign that is closed for business, and the whole house is sealed by various things seamlessly, and not a single ray of sunlight can shine in. In the hotel, under the dim light, several people looked at Lingyun in the center, their eyes full of curiosity.
Ling Yun stood behind the desk, on the table was a fragrant tripod and a peachwood sword, and other sundries, he stared, suddenly his eyes widened angrily, and he shouted: "I will order the ancestor to rush to the Penglai realm, urgently summon Penglai Immortal, and hurry to the altar feast, if it is delayed, it will be against God, and it will be as urgent as the law!" ā
After drinking the opening mantra, he slapped the table with one palm, shook out a few incense sticks, and quickly swept over the three incense sticks, Ling Yun continued: "The fire of Nanli is up, and it burns so much that please incense!" ā
Burst!
As if there was a slight muffled sound, the three pillars of incense strangely lit themselves without any contact with the flames, and then jumped into the incense burner as if they were conscious.
"it!" The secretary-like man next to Zhang Huahao was about to pop out his eyes, how could this be like magic?
"Xiao Wang!" Zhang Huahao glared at the secretary, very dissatisfied with his performance, but judging from his fine beads of sweat, this one was also scared.
Lin Wan'er sat on the chair, looked at Ling Yun without blinking, and muttered, "It's strange, there was definitely something coming over just now, but why is there nothing in front of him......
"Now the incense burner is up, the altar has been opened, and the descendants are Lingyun, respectfully invite the ancestor of Penglai to sit in charge!" Ling Yun didn't see the expressions of a few people, he was relieved to see a few pillars of incense lit smoothly, and then continued to chant.
Everyone stared at Ling Yun's movements, wanting to see what the so-called "Penglai Patriarch" in his mouth would be, and their preoccupation did play a role, and as Ling Yun's words fell, a cold breeze quietly sounded from all around.
Open!
It was as if something was standing in front of Ling Yun, and this sound directly touched everyone's hearts, and their eyes widened to see what it was. However, they were destined to be disappointed, in front of Ling Yun, there was nothing but air or air!
"Boy Lingyun, I've seen Patriarch Penglai!"
Hearing this muffled sound, Ling Yun waved forward, and then said to Zhang Huahao: "The ancestor is coming, and the descendants of the Zhang family are coming to see him!" ā
"IāI?" Zhang Huahao couldn't react for a while, and pointed to his face and asked blankly.
"Damn, isn't this nonsense?" Ling Yun was happy in his heart, this Zhang Huahao is really interesting, Lao Tzu just looked at you so much, and now you still can't react?
If he hadn't been able to speak now, he would have really put this guy on the ground and kicked his little Ding Ding with his foot, so that Zhang Huahao could see what a real man was.
Seeing that Ling Yun didn't speak, but just glanced at himself, Zhang Huahao immediately reacted, and suddenly realized: "Oh, what do you call me?" Hey, that's the way to put it bluntly......"
"Paralyzed, this guy wasn't stupid before, why is this like this now?" Ling Yun's face changed wildly, the ancestral master he invited now is just a remnant soul, it is easy to be dispersed by popularity, and speaking will exacerbate this phenomenon, asking Zhang Huahao to get the ancestral master away, and see that he also arranges a fart Nine Palace Flying Star.
"Don't talk!" Seeing that Zhang Huahao was still ready to continue to be confused, Ling Yun had no choice but to lip sync at him.
Zhang Huahao's eyes changed suddenly, nodded to Ling Yun cautiously, and then walked quietly.
"I said, it turned out that I was disturbed by the Yin Spirit." Seeing Zhang Huahao's reaction, Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, when holding a ritual, he would always provoke something unclean, he forgot it for a while, and failed to remind Zhang Huahao, which made him lose his soul, now that he thinks about it, fortunately he didn't scold just now, otherwise he would be really sorry for others.
"What to do?" Zhang Huahao walked up to Ling Yun and said something to him. Ling Yun hadn't learned lip language, but according to the situation, he could also judge what Zhang Huahao asked, and he also lip synched: "Kneel down in front first, kowtow a few times, and follow me later." ā
Afraid that Zhang Huahao wouldn't understand, he also made a few movements, with lip language, Zhang Huahao really understood, knelt down with Ling Yun's movements, and kowtowed a few times.
Seeing Zhang Huahao like this, Ling Yun cleared his throat and said loudly: "Today, on the day of the second month of the second year, the descendants of the Zhang family came to see their ancestors. Speaking of this, he kicked Zhang Huahao with his foot and motioned for him to kowtow again.
Zhang Huahao glanced back at Ling Yun suspiciously, and found that he looked anxious, and his body repeated the appearance of the chicken pecking rice.
As soon as Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that Zhang Huahao was about to raise his head, and scolded secretly: Grass, this can't be lifted. So he hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed Zhang Huahao's head to prevent him from getting up, and then said: "Zhang Huahao implores his ancestors to use the divine power of the heavens to dispel the evil in the house, attract the stars in the sky to enter the room, fly to the nine palaces and nine grids, and repeat." ā
No matter how stupid Zhang Huahao is, he knows what this retelling means, and hurriedly said: "Zhang Huahao implores the ancestor to use the divine power of the heavens to dispel the evil, attract the stars in the sky into the room, and fly to the nine palaces and nine grids!." ā
As Zhang Huahao finished reading, Ling Yun's hand pressing his head also let go, and he looked at the front with serious eyes, whether this first step can be achieved depends on the reaction of Master Zu.
Bite......
There was a very crisp sound, it was such a subtle sound, and the lights in the room dimmed.
Everyone was a little nervous, and if they hadn't known that there were still people around them, they would have screamed in the dark room.
"Is the first step complete?" Ling Yun took a few breaths, and the light was not on, indicating that it was disturbed by the magnetic field and could not operate normally, which meant that Master Zu agreed to Zhang Huahao's request.
He looked up at the dark sky and squinted. Soon, under his gaze, a yellow star suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by a second, a third, and a fourth...... There are nine stars in total!