Chapter 117: The Altar Practice
An Xiangyu just stood face to face with the ghost, of course, An Xiangyu didn't dare to move, he was afraid that as long as he moved, this ghost would suddenly become hideous, or transform into a rotten and bloody look and rush towards him. Perfect World No Pop-up Ads Reading. γ
And so it passed for a few more minutes, which was incomparably long for him, but there was no other movement at the sight of the ghost. An Xiangyu's originally frightened and uneasy Qingxu finally slowly stabilized, and his legs didn't tremble so much.
He thought that it was not a way to stand like this, so he tentatively moved his body back slightly, he stared nervously at Wang Qingping's ghost, but his face was still pale, exuding a terrible white light, standing stiffly in place, still motionless.
There was no movement, An Xiangyu was overjoyed, so he quietly moved back, and moved backwards, until he moved five or six meters away, and he saw that the ghost was always motionless, and he was completely relieved.
An Xiangyu raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his head because of the fright, and said scoldingly: "It's really unlucky, why don't I have my share in winning the lottery." You know that I'm coming, and if you don't look for a few of them, you just see that I'm a bully, right? β
As he spoke, he picked up the mobile phone on the ground, as well as the bamboo pole that he had forgotten on the ground because he caught a rabbit, and at this moment, the ghost "whew" again, floated up, and howled "Oops, my mom" and sat on the ground again.
But the ghost did not pounce on him as he thought, and he peeked at it carefully, but he couldn't smile bitterly. I saw that ghost was like a common martial arts master in the movie, just standing fluttering in the small bamboo basket tied to the top of the bamboo pole in An Xiangyu's hand, and in that small bamboo basket was a short bamboo basket that he wore before his death.
An Xiangyu suddenly laughed and said: "No wonder you want to come to me, I feel that the things in my bamboo basket taste the heaviest." It turns out that you're also a hardcore guy. β
Seeing that this ghost didn't have any other superfluous movements, An Xiangyu was not so scared, he held the bamboo pole that did not add weight, and said arrogantly: "Dude." Since you've found me, I'll take you home. So he turned around and sprinkled the rice, and walked along the way he had come.
Of course, Ma Chao and Liu Ya returned to the starting point without finding anything, and not long after, they saw An Xin also come out of the forest in the south, and Liu Ya asked, "Didn't you see it either?" β
"I saw him, but I don't know why he wanted to come near me, but he couldn't, so he drifted away again. But I see that the direction he went to the north, I don't know if Xiaoyu has touched it. β
"He can't get close to you? Could it be that you have nothing but that small leaf Venus Rosewood Buddha bead on you? Are there any other ritual weapons? Liu Ya is really envious and jealous, you must know that a superb magic weapon is hard to find, even he only has a piece of ancient jade given by his master, and a peach wood sword handed down from his ancestor can be called a magic weapon.
Because what can be used as a magic weapon is not something you can just take a piece of material and make a shape at random, just like the peachwood sword in Liu Ya's hand is deeply spiritual. Not only can it subdue demons and eliminate demons, but it also has automatic defense so that ghosts dare not approach, and it also has the effect of eliminating disasters and preventing disasters, and some high-level magic weapons are like having their own souls, and they can even communicate with their masters, no matter where they are left. will not be thrown away.
Of course, if you just get a piece of peach wood and carve it into a sword, it can also damage the evil ghost, but its role is only that, and other functions are useless, to put it bluntly, it is just a dead thing. It does not have a spiritual xing.
A good Dharma weapon needs to be cultivated for a long time in a place where the aura of heaven and earth is rich for a long time, plus a long time of Dharma or Taoism blessings, so that it can be regarded as a Dharma weapon in the true sense, which requires a long period of time and opportunity, and now. The whole society is evolving to the demonized reinforced concrete deep forest, coupled with the increasingly serious environmental pollution, the places where the mountains and rivers can be seen everywhere in the past are becoming fewer and fewer, of course, there are fewer and fewer places with strong aura, so it will cause magic weapons to become more and more rare.
An Xin, a girl in the world, is already a great opportunity to have a magic weapon like Xiaoye Venus Rosewood Buddha Beads, if she also takes out another magic weapon from her body, Liu Ya will be so jealous that she wants to rob it.
Fortunately, An Xin herself was puzzled, and she said in a daze: "In addition to the string of small leaf Venus rosewood Buddha beads, there is only a mobile phone and a wallet left on my body, and there is nothing else special." I have always put that string of Buddhist beads in that black bag according to your request, and I have never taken it out. β
"There is nothing else, so what's going on, is it because the mana of your string of Buddha beads is so strong that it can't even cover the black bag?" Liu Ya scratched his head, he couldn't figure out the situation in a daze.
In fact, even An Xin herself didn't know that the supreme heart sutra of Buddhism she cultivated had the effect of tending to righteousness and avoiding evil, and she had already cultivated to the third layer, and the ghosts and gods did not invade, and she had become the biggest magic weapon. This is also the reason why on the first day, she was able to grab those 'red silkworms' with her bare hands, but those 'red silkworms' could only swim in the palm of her hand, and could not get into her pores.
Ma Chao coldly warned An Xin: "If you really have any other magic weapons on you, it's better to hide them tightly and don't take them out, this fake Taoist priest in the province looks red and will try his best to pester you to come over." β
"Am I such a person? Am I such a person? Liu Ya's eyes were really red when he heard him say this, and he asked urgently, and his saliva was about to spray on Ma Chao's face.
Ma Chao flashed his body flexibly, avoiding Liu Ya's saliva attack, and did not forget to continue to reveal Liu Ya's bottom in his mouth: "Last time, I didn't know who took a fancy to the family heirloom ancient coins around Lin Gongzi's neck, but he pestered people every day and refused to let go, so he replaced it with a piece of broken yellow paper." β
Hearing this, Liu Ya angrily defended: "Am I breaking paper?" That's the 'Ding Ji Juqing Taohua Fu' that I worked so hard to draw, and he voluntarily exchanged it with me, and in the end, didn't he get his wish to hold the beauty? We are equivalent exchanges, understand, understand. β
Listening to their quarrel, An Xin remembered an interesting story that An's mother said. Lin Gongzi of the Lin family company fell in love with the eldest lady of the Li family at first sight, and chased after him for eight years without success. It's not that Young Master Lin has any bad habits, or that this eldest lady of the Li family is too demanding.
Lin Gongzi's infatuation has not been able to impress the beauty for a long time, because they have an unbridgeable gap. Although that Lin Gongzi looks like a talent, his height is only 1.65 meters, which is a hard injury for a successful man. And the eldest lady of the Li family is slender, but she is a full 1.75 meters, she is still the darling of the T-shaped catwalk, and the difference of ten centimeters between them finally made Lin Gongzi return several times.
But just two months ago, the two families announced in a high-profile manner that the two suddenly got married, and An's mother also went to attend the marriage ceremony of the two, and when she came back, she said to An Xin with a smile that the picture when the two people stood together was so beautiful that people didn't dare to look at it directly.
At the end of the ceremony, there is usually a ceremony, when the emcee will announce that the groom can pick up his bride, but the emcee on that day put this sentence on his lips and played a few times back and forth, but he didn't say it, and then Miss Li, who was wearing high heels, hugged Lin Gongzi with a smiling face.
At that time, An's mother also said to An Xin with deep feelings, in fact, in a marriage, it doesn't matter whether your appearance is right or not, what matters is whether the person is right or not, as long as there is someone who can really take you to heart, what does it matter if your appearance is worse. There are many people who describe marriage as the shoes you wear on your feet, and others can only see the appearance of those shoes. Whether it fits or not, whether it is comfortable or not is only known by those who wear shoes.
An Xin was originally glad that Lin Gongzi's eight-year Anti-Japanese War had finally come to fruition, and it took a long time to have Liu Ya's credit. She asked puzzledly: "Could it be that your 'Ding Ji Juqing Taohua Fu' can still influence people's minds and pull two people who don't love each other together?" β
Liu Ya said a little embarrassed: "That's not possible, first two people have to look at each other and have this meaning for each other." My 'Ding Ji Juqing Taohua Fu' can only enhance the originally hazy consciousness of the two of them to the point that they can't be ignored. If two people don't have this awareness themselves, or if they don't like each other, it's useless. β
"That's pretty much it." An Xin secretly sighed, she didn't want to see another couple in the world because of artificial premonitions.
Just as the three of them were talking, they heard An Xiangyu's trembling and crying voice at the same time: "Wang Qingping, come back quickly, Wang Qingping, come back quickly, ......." As the words landed, I saw An Xiangyu walking over slowly, his legs and stomach trembling, one hand was sprinkling white rice mechanically, and the other hand was holding a bamboo pole, on the top of the bamboo pole was standing Wang Qingping's soul and soul, and the figure who was detained under the locust tree was touched, but it looked much lighter.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" An Xin just wanted to catch up, but Liu Ya grabbed her, and said solemnly: "You can't go over, if you pass, you will scare him away." An Xin had no choice but to stop.
After Liu Ya grabbed An Xin, she said to Ma Chao seriously: "Quick, help me set up the altar." Ma Chao also nodded with a serious face, don't look at the two of them who usually don't like each other, but when it comes to work, they can cooperate seamlessly and meticulously.
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