Yizhuang.

There were two unpainted wooden pillars at the door, and the insect eggs had hollowed out the pillars, leaving insect eyes.

The door of Yizhuang is still in charge and locked.

Zhang Wen stood in the leaky wooden window and looked in, there were four rows of coffins, and the coffin lid was tightly covered.

"Tanjia Town, ancestral hall, it should be here, is it possible that Uncle Nine gave the wrong location?" Zhang Wen sat down.

It happened to be possible to sign in here, so Zhang Wen signed in and put the rune paper in his pocket.

"Yawn~"

Yawning, a lazy voice came from the side of the road.

The comer staggered, his clothes in tatters.

With a narrow and thin face and a mustache, although it does not say that it has a righteous spirit, its appearance is also somewhat similar to the "master of the world" in the mouth of the storyteller.

"But Xu Zhenren?" Zhang Wen asked.

"You are?" The other party stopped and looked Zhang Wen up and down: "The eyebrows are evil, the Yin Tang is black, strange, according to the physiognomy, you should have been dead for a year." ”

"Dead." Zhang Wen said: "But it's not dead. ”

Uncle Jiu and others also said that if Zhang Wen embarks on the road of cultivation, the road ahead is not smooth, and he may die, but no one has ever seen that Zhang Wen's body has really "died" once.

However, the Zhang Wen who died and the current Zhang Wen are two people.

"That's even weirder." Xu Zhenren circled around Zhang Wen for half a circle: "Someone helped you change your life?" ”

"No one has changed their lives, maybe they shouldn't have died." Zhang Wen said: "It may be fate that I can't die." ”

"Life?" Xu Zhenren nodded: "That's right, it's fate!" ”

Zhang Wen took the opportunity to take out Uncle Jiu's handwritten letter and handed it to Xu Zhenren, Xu Zhenren took the letter, looked at it and said: "What happened in your Renjia Town has already spread all over the spiritual world. ”

He said: "It is the duty of my generation to subdue demons and subdue demons, and it is absolutely impossible for us to let such a demon go out and cause trouble to the world, I will definitely help in this matter." ”

Xu Zhenren put the letter away and said: "The first thing is not difficult, my friends, senior brothers, will be able to contact them in a few days, but the second thing." ”

"You also learned Maoshan spells, and we are also the same ancestor, so it is not a break to pass on the spell to you."

Xu Zhenren looked at Zhang Wen and continued:

"Although Lin Daoyou admires you very much in his letter, it is not enough to cultivate spells by talent alone, this time I have brought enough masters, even if that demon is really returning to the void period, I can still destroy it! Take advantage of these few days, you learn to try first, and if it doesn't work, forget it. ”

Although the method of inviting the gods can indeed improve one's strength in a short period of time, if you are not good at learning and indiscriminately asking, you may invite lonely souls and wild ghosts to come up, and then you will be occupied by people and doves.

Xu Zhenren didn't believe that Zhang Wen could learn the method of inviting God in just a few days, and agreed to teach Zhang Wen, also because of Uncle Jiu's face.

Moreover, if he can teach the method of inviting gods to a stranger like Zhang Wen, it seems that the relationship between him and Uncle Nine is not unusual.

Zhang Wen stayed in Yizhuang like this.

It is not difficult to learn the method of inviting God, the first step is to make offerings to God.

Only by communicating with the gods can we invite the gods through the law.

On this day, Xu Zhenren took over his private work and helped the deceased in the nearby village to chant the scriptures, leaving Zhang Wen to guard a few clay puppets left by Xu Zhenren in Yizhuang.

The first clay puppet on the left, wearing a red belly pocket, with two buns on his head, carrying a Qiankun ring on his shoulder, and holding a red tassel gun in his hand.

It was the third prince of Nezha.

The second clay puppet on the left, dressed in yellow, with a three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand, crawls beside him a thin dog and spits out a red tongue.

This is Erlang God Yang Jian.

The third on the left, wearing chain gold armor, wearing a galloping purple and gold crown, and a Ruyi golden hoop stick on his shoulder, is the Monkey King.

There are eighteen arhats, eight immortals, and so on.

Zhang Wen lit the incense, prepared the incense case, and recited words in his mouth,

"The incense burner leads to the three altars, one Dharma drum shakes the heavens, two Dharma drums shake the ground, I hit the gong and the earth moves, burn incense and light candles to invite the mage, please get the mage Lu Dongbin to swing the sword to kill the demon in front of the altar, and the divine soldiers are as anxious as the law."

No movement!

He looked at Lu Dongbin's clay puppet and reluctantly continued to read it again.

After trying more than a dozen times, the clay puppet did not move, and Zhang Wen did not feel the external force.

"Could it be that it is impossible to communicate with Lu Dongbin?"

Zhang Wen looked at Sun Wukong's clay puppet: "Brother Monkey, if I say that I am not sincere to other immortals, but I am honest with you." ”

"The sky is clear, the earth is clear, please God descend to the altar to shine on the sky, Monkey King quickly manifests, stay in front of the altar to incarnate God, God incarnate, turn the sun and the moon into a clear picture, Monkey King sincerely please."

"Monkey King, please!"

"Sincerely, please!"

Zhang Wen saw that Sun Wukong's clay puppet did not respond, so he couldn't help but stomp his feet, and the mana rushed to his fingers: "Please!" ”

"Boom!"

A magic light shot out and knocked the clay puppet away, Zhang Wen hurriedly turned over and rushed over, stretched out his hand to fish, and then grabbed the clay puppet so as not to break it.

After landing, Zhang Wen put the clay puppet in place, sighed and said, "Everyone, it seems that we have no fate." ”

"Please, please, God......"

He was stunned.

"Please, God! Isn't there a God in me? ”

Duolongcha in the magic lamp, although he is a small lamp god, has also entered the divine register, and he will not die or extinguish from now on.

Zhang Wen immediately opened the box and took out the magic lamp.

The spiritual mist erupted, and the lamp god shook the folding fan and appeared in front of Zhang Wen.

"See you again!" The god of lights said to Zhang Wen with a fist.

"There's one thing I want you to help me with." Zhang Wen said: "I want to practice the method of inviting the gods, but these immortals can't communicate, so I want to ask you for a favor and see what the problem is." ”

It's not so much a help as an order.

The god of lights naturally did not dare to disobey.

Another burst of spiritual mist sprayed thin, and the lamp god escaped back into the lamp, waiting for Zhang Wen to call.

Zhang Wen set up the altar and lit incense.

The words I learned from Xu Zhen's mouth before naturally had to be changed.

When asking for words and pleading with unfamiliar gods, of course, you must recite them respectfully, not only to be emotional, but also to prepare tributes, so that it is possible to succeed.

And the god of lights has been determined, 100% will respond to Zhang Wen, and Zhang Wen does not need to be so troublesome.

Zhang Wen looked at the magic lamp and said, "Lamp God, borrow my strength to use it." ”

If it is replaced by a letter, Zhang Wen seems to have written a letter, and threw it directly in front of Erlang God, and it was still written, hurry up and lend me your power to use, and persuade you not to be ignorant!

There is really a god of Erlang, and it is estimated that he will slash Zhang Wen with one sword.

But the lamp god is different, he doesn't dare to refuse Zhang Wen's order, even if this sentence is too straightforward and ugly, he has to respond.

"Please gain +1000 in Divine Fa proficiency!"

Zhang Wen closed his eyes tightly, and there seemed to be an oil lamp lit in his heart, and the fire flickered.

In the center of his eyebrows, there was also a swaying red flame pattern.