Among those who were invited this time were the heads of the various Daoist sects in Longhai District: for example, Longhu Mountain Tianshi Dao, Zhongnan Mountain Taiyi Dao, Buddhist Association, Quanzhen Sect, Jingming Dao, and True Dao Sect.

When they first arrived, the heads of the major sects went to the entrance and exit gate of the Longhai City Prefecture one after another, and surveyed and selected places to prepare for the opening of the altar.

The ghosts enter by swiping the entry and exit number plates, and these heads use a special "gold card" engraved with a skull, which is issued to them by the high-level of the underworld, and can enter the underworld at any time, which is a privilege.

However, these privileges can only be obtained by powerful people, because the strength of the cardholder must be recognized by the relevant departments of the prefecture. If you don't have a gold card and you can't go home, then coming to the underworld is simply hanging yourself - it's a long life.

Fan Daochang, the head of the Heavenly Master Dao, held the compass in his hand, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and saw the pointer of the ancient compass flying rapidly, and when the pointer slowly stopped pointing to a place, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and quickly occupied that place. Fan Daochang's face was as black as if he had been coated with ink.

"Fellow Daoist of the Quanzhen Sect, I found this place first, can you move it?" Daoist Fan suppressed his anger that was about to explode. What a stinking old man.

"Why? Have you contracted this place? You said you found it first, and I said I did the divination first. If you want to move, you have to squeeze with me in such a big place? "Quanzhen taught a white-haired old scoundrel to say.

"You! I won't bother with you today, but the mountains and rivers have met, don't let me meet you again in the future. Hum. "Quality, quality. Daoist Fan doesn't want to quarrel with fellow Daoists here in the underworld, which will give people a very bad impression and be very valuable.

Although the location is good, it does not mean that you have to be in this place to do so. Forget it, find another place.

Just now, the old Quanzhen Sect, who was cheap and sold well, smiled.

I know you can't pull your face and worry about me. It's because the divination direction is not as good as you, so I came here to take advantage of you.

Young people are too thin-skinned, so what a loss. Next, conjuring spirits is an old man's strength, and it will be an eye-opener for you......

The beauties of the torture team came out with graceful steps to meet the heads of the houses and began to explain what had happened.

All the heads listened quietly, and then frowned in unison. The cheeky old Taoist of the Quanzhen Sect spoke again: "This lady, according to the situation you stated, this time the soul conjuring is very difficult, and the cost of mana energy is immeasurable.

What's the benefit of this errand? Otherwise, we will be powerless in the True Religion. Venerable Xuankong, the president of the Buddhist Association, also recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." ”

The beauty thought to herself, you are too direct, you want benefits in person.

Looking at the people around her, the beauty swallowed her saliva, "The underground government will compensate for the energy that the Dao Masters have put into this."

According to the size of the contribution, the prefecture rewards longevity ranging from 3~10 years. I don't know what everyone thinks? ”

"Okay, we've done this deal." Lao Dao immediately responded, looking obliged.

All of them had black lines on their heads. When the Quanzhen Sect fell into the hands of this person, it seems that the talent has withered. However, it can be seen from everyone's expressions that they have acquiesced in this deal. For cultivators, life is a hard wound, and without life, everything is empty. Just as mortals are afraid of death, immortal cultivators are even more afraid of death.

At three o'clock, everyone has found a good position. A fashionably dressed middle-aged uncle stands out in the crowd. That's Zhang Daochang of Jingming Dao. Because the Pure Ming Dao is the same as the Zhengyi Fu Sect, the Taoist priest is not necessarily a monk. They don't necessarily have to be monks, so they don't have to wear Taoist robes. Although Zhang Daochang did not wear a robe, the action of opening the altar was smooth and clean, as if he had done it thousands of times, and he knew at a glance that it was not a showcase. The president of the Buddhist Association in the crowd stood the most casually, because he didn't need to find a position, my Buddha was everywhere. Everyone was quietly waiting for noon to come. (You must be wondering why it's done at noon instead of sub-time?) Because the extremes of things must be reversed, noon is the time when yang energy is at its highest, find a place in the underworld where yang energy is most abundant at other times, and that place will become the most gloomy place at noon. The caster needs yang energy to maintain mana, so it needs to be at noon, and the dungeon needs yin energy to break through the time rift. ）

The beauty distributed Mo Ran's identity information and birth date to everyone. Master Xuankong, the president of the Buddhist Association, glanced at the photo and was surprised to find that the Buddha gate was faintly displayed on the seal hall of Moran. Xuankong said, this woman is the person who is blessed by my Buddha. Everything has a cause and effect. I'm afraid that there is a master in the dark in this encounter. Even if she is destined, she will definitely not die in the rift of time and space so easily, and it is estimated that it will not succeed in summoning her back, so let's use Buddhism to bless her. I hope the woman survives this catastrophe smoothly.

As soon as noon arrived, all the heads of the sect used the secret techniques of the sect to summon spirits.

Taiyi Wu Daochang used an ancient chanting style to summon spirits: "There is a woman in the Mo family, her name is Ran, and the water bureau is golden." Died in Anle Street, Longhai, the soul returned......" As soon as the end of the word fell, Wu Daochang held a yellow, orange and orange bell "jingle bell" in his right hand. An invisible sound wave rippled quickly like ripples on the surface of the sea.

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Mo Ran had just stepped half a foot into the door when suddenly an invisible ripple slammed into her head. Mo Ran's eyes suddenly ghosted, and her body shook. Is this my dizziness or an earthquake? Mo Ran held her forehead depressedly, and hurried back to her room. Mo Ran took two steps and noticed that her head was shaking even more. In a hurry, he showed the previous "Ling Bo Weibu".

As soon as she returned to her room, she immediately meditated and then ran the mantra in her body. The trick resisted some of the sound waves. Slowly, Mo Ran calmed down.

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Look at our Wu Daochang again, pinching the trick with his left hand, rattling the bell with his right hand, sweating profusely. Awkwardly looked at the beautiful woman who was watching him from the side, "I don't know why, Poor Dao felt that he had found the woman, but he encountered resistance when he was pulled." ”

"Daoist Wu will take a break first. Other Dao Master Mages can start. The beauty said kindly.

Heavenly Master Daoist Fan Dao immediately began to take a stance. I saw him chanting a spell in his mouth, and with a wave of the peachwood sword, a bright yellow rune paper was pasted on the sword. There was a straw figure on the incense table, and when the rune paper on the sword was attached to the straw man, the straw man stood up on its own.........

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