[103] One page book
Shang Yan was very confused about the existence of this wild immortal remnant, but since the blackboard said that there was one, then there must be one, but he didn't find it.
"The remnants of wild immortals usually appear on dead wild immortals, and the only wild immortal I have encountered so far is the one in the ghost world, could it be that he possessed the remnant spirit to himself?" Shang Yan hurriedly raised his left arm and observed it carefully.
When he was fighting in the ghost realm before, he obviously felt that his arm suddenly exuded a cold aura.
Originally, Shang Yan thought that it was the cyan ghost face attack, but now it seems that this matter is not so simple, most likely the wild immortal remnant spirit got into his left arm at that time.
"That's not a good thing." Shang Yan frowned.
There is a difference between human immortals, with a human body mortal, it is absolutely impossible to withstand the possession of wild immortals, Shang Yan has been able to have no abnormalities so far, and he is already extremely lucky.
Shang Yanfu was so happy that the idea of going to Lugong Temple suddenly appeared in his mind.
Since the appearance of the Lu Gong Temple is the initial formation of the ecological chain of the cemetery, it must have some effect on the entire cemetery, and maybe it can help you deal with the wild immortals in your left arm.
With this idea, Shang Yan immediately took action, quickly went downstairs and left the old mansion, and ran to the location of Lu Gong Temple.
Today's Lugong Temple is very small, and there is basically no place for people to stand after placing the altar in the temple, if you want to make incense, you can only stand outside the temple.
When Shang Yan had just run to the gate of Lu Gong Temple, he saw that the god playing spirit card of 'King Kong Lux Lu Zhi Bridge' placed on the altar suddenly lit up with a golden ray.
Immediately, Lu Zhiqiao, dressed as a scribe, appeared above the god playing spirit card.
He used the smoke rising from the red incense on the altar as a futon, sat cross-legged on the smoke, floating in the air, and anyone who saw this scene couldn't help but shout 'Immortal Manifestation'.
I don't know if it's his own delusion, Shang Yan felt in a trance that this Lu Zhiqiao seemed to be slightly tilting his head at himself.
However, when Shang Yan looked intently at the past, Lu Zhiqiao's law appearance was not moving, still maintaining his usual posture.
The old rule is to take three new incense sticks from the altar, light them with the candle flame on the altar, and exhale a little to blow the incense sticks of the three incense sticks into sparks.
Green smoke curls and obscures the vision.
"Gong Lu, I have encountered a troublesome matter, but I want to find a solution." Shang Yan respectfully bowed to the god and said what he wanted, and then inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner on the altar.
Lu Zhiqiao is a Vajra Lux lineage, and others want to call him Lu Zhenren, but since Shang Yan engaged in this cemetery ecological chain, Lu Zhiqiao is named and chased, and Jin is respected as a public.
In this way, Shang Yan can no longer call him a real person, which is against the nickname.
Originally, the image of Lu Zhiqiao was dressed as a martial artist in the Tang Dynasty, but since he entered the Lu Gong Temple with the altar, he has completely turned into a scribe.
As soon as Shang Yan's words fell, he felt his left arm tighten suddenly, as if he was tightly clamped by thousands of rubber bands, and his entire arm instantly became bruised and purple, and the green tendons burst out.
"Ah!!h Shang Yan didn't react at all, and subconsciously screamed because of the severe pain coming from his left arm.
This kind of pain, Shang Yan has never experienced in his life, the heartache of the hanging, the numbness of the strangulation, as if he was doing an amputation without anesthesia.
Unconsciously, two lines of hot tears flowed out of Shang Yan's eyes on the spot, it hurt too much!!
I saw that at the elbow of Shang Yan, a gray tumor protruded directly from under the skin, this is not an ordinary sarcoma, you can see that on the surface of this tumor, there is actually a fist-sized, but lifelike, extremely delicate man's face!
The gray tumor slowly moved towards Shang Yan's shoulder, and finally came to his throat.
"Vomit !!" Shang Yan only felt an itch in his throat, a little choked, and immediately couldn't help but kneel on the ground and began to vomit.
I saw Shang Yan's throat swollen, a bulge moving upward, and finally Shang Yan vomited, and a black ball of flesh was spit out of his mouth.
Smack!
The moment the ball of meat fell to the ground, a puddle of black juice exploded from it, emitting a pungent and thick stench.
"Whew! Call! Call! Shang Yan gasped and sweated profusely.
I don't know why, but after spitting this thing, he felt relaxed and very comfortable, like taking a hot bath and then a sauna, and finally staying healthy.
It's not good to be refreshing!!
"Ahem." Looking at what he spit out vigilantly, Shang Yan looked at Lu Zhiqiao with some puzzlement, it was obvious that his sudden abnormality was mostly related to Lu Gong.
"Lu Gong Temple is really effective, and it deserves to be the first link in the ecological chain of the cemetery." Shang Yan said in surprise.
The moment the ball of meat hit the ground, it automatically began to shrink, and after a few breaths, it completely turned into a piece of dry meat, and a black smoke floated out of it, turning into a figure, but it was the wild immortal that Shang Yan had seen in the ghost world before.
However, this wild immortal no longer had the arrogant posture before, and stood motionless, stunned.
"This is the remnant spirit of the wild fairy." Shang Yan stood up from the ground and looked at this wild immortal with a curious expression, since it was a remnant spirit, it was different from the original, whether it was Taoism or sanity, all of them were seriously damaged.
The task released by the blackboard is to build the Baojiagong Temple, and it has been determined that this wild fairy remnant will become the Baojiagong, plus with the experience of building the ecological chain of the cemetery last time, Shang Yan has figured out the urine nature of the blackboard task this time.
Presumably, he needs to make use of all the existing conditions to make a temple for this wild immortal.
And the core of this task is likely to be the need for another altar!
Now Zi Shangyan understood why the architectural drawings of the altar needed to be made by hand, because this could be made repeatedly and many times.
"The reason why Lu Gongmiao will appear, the god playing the spirit card is also an indispensable part, but this wild fairy does not have a spirit card, maybe there was, and now most of it has been destroyed by the zodiac, so can I re-establish a spirit card for him to be effective?" Shang Yan thought to himself.
In any case, practice can produce the truth, and no matter how much you think about it here, it is better to act immediately.
So Shang Yan immediately prepared to go to the old mansion to get the architectural drawings of the altar, and then go to the woodworking workshop in the town to order an altar.
And leaving the remnants of the wild immortals in the Lu Gong Temple is naturally safe, Shang Yan guessed that the Lu Gong Temple produced by the bluestone Buddha wall may have the effect of calming the soul and calming the soul.
Just as Shang Yan was about to turn around and leave, the sound of chanting scriptures suddenly sounded in the god playing spirit card on the altar, and Shang Yan hurriedly turned around.
I saw a page of gold paper slowly floating out of the god playing spirit card, shining brightly.