Chapter Sixty-Eight: Spiritualism with a Pen
Qigong still insisted on his opinion, thinking that as long as he knew how to build a temple for the spirit snake, he could make his son become a normal person again, and the rest was to do the thing of not being a spirit medium, and he would talk about it later.
Yu Wenke was about to persuade Qigong to analyze the advantages and disadvantages of becoming a spirit medium for him, but was stopped by Jiang Hao.
"Don't talk too much to Qigong, just finish our business." Jiang Hao stared at Qigong with sharp eyes and said, "I'll let you learn the simplest psychic method and use a pen to attract souls." ”
"How awesome do you feel?" Yu Wenke's eyes widened, curious.
"Use ...... Draw the soul with a pen? Qigong also asked in surprise, "Master Jiang, does it need to set up an altar for this practice?" I asked my maid to hurry up and prepare. ”
"No need," Jiang Hao suddenly saw a signature pen in Qigong's chest pocket, took out the pen, looked at Yu Wenke and smiled, "The two things I need most are here." ”
"Huh?" Qigong and Yu Wenke said in unison.
"White-headed guy, Meng Xiu saw the giant snake tonight, let it remember that it owes me a favor, and I will find it back." After finishing speaking, Jiang Hao closed his eyes and stood firmly in place, as if his soul had left his body, and no one dared to squeak, for fear of disturbing the master.
The moment Jiang Hao closed his eyes, he raised his sword finger with his mind and drew seven circle charms on his chest.
His soul turned into a black shadow that shimmered with sparkling light, bursting into the endless darkness.
The infatuation wrapped in plain cloth appeared instantly, and in the land of black light, his body was shining throughout, like a lighthouse in the darkness.
"Nope."
Jiang Hao was stunned for a few seconds.
"Not really."
Jiang Hao scratched his head and said, "Foolish God, I didn't say anything, why do you keep saying no?" ”
"Anyway, if you want to borrow my power to help you pretend to be useless, it just won't work."
Jiang Hao was embarrassed: "Foolish to the great god, I ...... How do you know what I want to do? ”
"I am God, how do you think I don't know?"
"Since you are God, you surely know why I want to do this."
"I know everything, but I'm still the same, no."
"Foolish God, I really need you, because I can't let the white-headed guy stay in Zhijing Village as a spirit medium, and I have to take him to escape from prison. As you said, let me lead a group of people to cultivate the truth, Yu Wenke is the person I am optimistic about, he really has such ability. ”
The infatuation was shaken.
"Foolish God, I'm not making trouble unreasonably, or you can give me supernatural power and let me solve it myself. Or you'll help me this time, I really need the bald guy to stay with me. I can't waste his power, I can't let him be a medium. ”
Jiang Hao wore out his mouth, and finally impressed Idiot.
A beautiful light swirled in Jiang Hao's hand, and the signature pen seemed to appear with the faces of the giant snake and the seventh prince, but only for a moment.
In another instant, Jiang Hao's divine soul left the cultivation realm and returned to his physical body, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"When you need to communicate with the giant snake, remember this mantra," he solemnly handed the signature pen that had been blessed by the fool to the Seven Princes, "The Three Realms of Lightning, Lightning, Thunder and Fire are commanding to pass the snake into my god, punish the evil temple to protect my body, and the spirit pen will lead the soul to see me quickly." ”
Qigong hurriedly knelt down to thank him, and was busy stuffing red envelopes for the two.
Yu Wenke kept refusing, and Jiang Hao simply accepted his share.
The two of them left Zhijing Village with cheerful steps, as if they had thrown off the burden of a thousand catties on their bodies.
"By the way, Jiang Hao, what is it to use a pen to attract souls?" Yu Wenke was still thinking about the glowing pen, "When will I be able to have a glowing magic weapon or something?" ”