Chapter 36: Refining the Spell

"So, what should I do?" Master Ren asked after him.

"It should be covered with snowflakes, this is called dragonfly water, the coffin head can't touch the water, how can it be called dragonfly water?" Uncle Nine pointed to the excavated grave and said, "He still has a conscience, and he asked you to be buried in a coffin after twenty years, which will harm you for half your life, not for your whole life." Harm your generation, not your eighteen generations. ”

After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, Master Ren's face was solemn.

"See."

Under the cemetery, there was a shout.

Everyone who was on the periphery surrounded them.

Several people put a shelf for hanging the coffin on the top of the tomb, and the four big men in white stepped forward to lower the rope on the shelf, the coffin was placed vertically, and the rope was tied to one end of the coffin. Everyone worked together, and the coffin buried in the ground was quickly hoisted up by everyone, and the coffin was lowered to the ground. The two of them held a stand to cushion one side of the coffin, so that the coffin was finished, and then the coffin was opened and the grave moved.

"Send the rope, nail it!" After speaking, Uncle Nine turned around and looked at everyone.

"Everyone, today is the day when Ren Gongwei bravely sees the light of day, and all those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight, who belong to chickens and cattle, will all turn around and avoid them."

A few seconds later, Uncle Nine said again.

"After the evasion, everyone tidy up and open the museum!"

Just when the four nailed people were planning to open the museum.

"Quack" "Quack" "Quack"

Before the coffin was opened, several crows flew out of the woods in the distance. The crows are flying and chirping in all directions, which is not a good sign.

Uncle Jiu's face changed, and he slowly stepped forward, and everyone followed closely.

At this time, the coffin had already been pushed open.

Everyone gathered around, Yang Xiu was also among them, he looked down into the coffin, there was a trace of black gas lingering inside the coffin, constantly radiating to the outside, a middle-aged man wearing a Qing Dynasty official uniform, was lying inside.

Twenty years have passed, and normal corpses have long since turned into only skeletons, but this middle-aged man has not changed much, only his skin is white and black. It looks like the corpse will be transformed soon.

Looking at the person lying in the coffin, Yang Xiu knew that it was not far from the time for him to subdue demons and eliminate demons and try to refine spells.

At this time, Uncle Jiu, who was also looking at the corpse in the coffin, had a solemn face and frowned, he knew that this old lady would soon become a zombie.

"Daddy."

"Grandpa."

Master Ren and Ren Tingting fell to their knees.

"It alarmed your old man, the child is really unfilial." Master Ren said with a cry.

"Uncle Nine, can this tomb still be used?" Master Ren got up and asked.

"The dragonfly points to the water, little by little, and it will definitely not be in the same position again. This hole is useless. Uncle Nine said solemnly.

"What then?" Master Ren said hurriedly.

"I propose to be cremated on the spot." Uncle Nine knew that this corpse was about to change, and thought about it once and for all, and said solemnly.

"Cremation? No way! My father's greatest fear was fire, and I couldn't do that! Master Ren resolutely refused.

"Master Ren, if you don't cremate, you'll be in trouble." Uncle Nine said solemnly.

"You can do anything, you just can't be cremated, you can think of other ways." Master Ren still insisted, looking at his father in the coffin, at this moment his heart was full of nostalgia and guilt for his father.

"Hmm" Uncle Nine thought for a while: "Okay, then temporarily store it in our Yizhuang, and then I will help the old lady find another tomb tomorrow, so that he can rest in peace soon." Seeing Master Ren's persistence, Uncle Nine could only think of another way.

"Okay, close the coffin lid and carry it into Yizhuang." Before Master Ren could speak, Ah Wei, who had been the captain of the security guard for a long time, came out to show his presence, and he shouted and commanded directly. Next to my cousin, there was a little white face, or the apprentice of Uncle Jiu, Ah Wei, who had been unhappy for a day, thought that sooner or later he wanted that little white face to look good with his master.

"Master Ren, please go back first."

"Hmm." Master Ren answered, sat on the human stretcher and stretched out the parasol.

"Brother Yang, let's go back together." Ren Tingting stepped forward and grabbed Yang Xiu's arm, since they went out with Ren Tingting for a day yesterday, they have become much closer, and Yang Xiu's home is not far from Ren Tingting's house.

The security captain Ah Wei on the side, looking at the two close ones, was full of jealousy.

"Tingting, you go back first, I still have to help the master here." Yang Xiu said with a smile, sending Ren Tingting on a stretcher, he still has something to do.

"Okay, I'll go first, Brother Yang, I'll go to you tomorrow." Sitting on the stretcher and opening the small umbrella, Ren Tingting said reluctantly.

The subsequent plot development is no different from that in the movie. In the end, Ren Gong's coffin was taken to Yizhuang, and after burning incense, Qiusheng and Wencai took two short and one long incense and returned to Yizhuang. However, Yang Xiu stayed, and he wanted to try the power of refining spells. Yang Xiu couldn't visualize the ancestor, and he couldn't obtain the ancestor's divine power and improve the divine soul, therefore, Yang Xiu could only think about other paths, simply, there were a lot of Maoshan Dao methods, and Yang Xiu really found a spell that could improve his own divine soul, a spell that no one had practiced for hundreds of years, refining magic spells.

Refining spells, legend has it that they were created by the ancestor of Yimao Mountain, which can refine the power of demons and monsters, feed themselves, and improve their soul and mana, which is an extremely profound spell.

To practice the magic refining spell method, you need to remember the 129,600 basic demon refining runes of the Maoshan faction, this step brushed down 99% of the people, and then gathered them in the soul in a specific and extremely complicated combination, after that, every day with the soul to wash the pregnancy mantra, seven hundred and forty-nine days later, you can get a psychic spell flame with the same source as the soul, this flame is blue, stored in the mana of the sea of knowledge, when it is just formed, it is slightly weak, and then after a few days of absorbing the mana, then the power rises sharply, and the demon can be refined.

In this mountain, or because of the old lady, the yin qi is extremely heavy, and the deeper you go into the mountain, although there are fewer graves, there are more ghosts. Most of them are many powerful ghosts, fierce ghosts, big ghosts, and small ghosts controlled by the ghost king in the mountains.

Yang Xiu's Dao method has only been practiced for more than a year, and his strength is limited, so he doesn't dare to PK with a ghost king equivalent to the Dharma Body Realm. Speaking of the turmoil in the world, after the melee, the demons and ghosts in various places have encountered a good time, and their strength has risen sharply, and the various sects of Taoism and Buddhism have gradually weakened.

He was just on the periphery of the tomb mountain, picking some little ghosts, ghosts or something, practicing his hands, increasing the power of the demon refining spell flame in his body, and by the way, he also improved his own mana and divine thoughts.

Of course, he also needs someone to lead the way, as for the candidate, it is obviously the female ghost Dong Xiaoyu. Yang Xiu, who knew about this female ghost for a long time, of course, had already established a good relationship with her.

Before Yang Xiu walked to Dong Xiaoyu's grave, a happy female voice came out of the grave: "Brother Yang, you have come to see Xiaoyu again." ”