Chapter 3 The Ghost Descends to the Immortals

Mo Chuan finally refused to drive the hearse.

It's not disgusting.

He has no father or mother, and he has few relatives, so he naturally doesn't care about any social evaluation;

The main thing is that he is carrying a sacrificial furnace, and the sacrifice is coming, just like an auditory hallucination.

Delaying work is a small matter, but delaying the family of the deceased is a big matter.

While eating beef offal noodles, he counted his savings, which was not much, only more than 6,000 left.

Counting the arrears collected this morning, there are more than 8,000 left.

He has already paid the rent in advance, and he can live for four months.

He has no girlfriend to sell money, and the whole family is fed by one person, and the arrears can last for a year and a half.

The matter of finding a job, let's stop for the time being, and first understand the sacrificial furnace.

After breakfast, he rode an electric donkey, went out to buy supplies, and got ready.

A week passed.

During this week, the Chen family will worship every day.

Mo Chuan eats incense every day, feels more and more healthy, has a lot of strength, and is full of energy.

However, in the end, he did not act in the Chen family's territory.

At most, take a walk around the ancestral hall.

For no other reason, the body looks like a warm sun, but in the eyes of the deaf body, it is like a fire in the sky.

Before he left the ancestral hall, the brilliant sunlight was so terrifying that he didn't dare to cross the line.

Unless it's covered in paint.

At this point, Mo Chuan finally understood why Huang Buyu said "substitution" when he offered the painted skin.

Speaking of Huang Buyu, it is also the second reason why Mo Chuan did not leave the ancestral hall with the painted skin.

On that day, he deceived Huang Buyu with clever words and solved the disaster of the Chen family.

Regardless of whether Huang Buyu has reacted?

He Mo Chuan was a little weak-hearted.

In case this guy is still blocked outside Chenjia Town and is bumped into by him, once the stuffing is revealed, it will be impossible to argue.

So Mo Chuan thought about it and decided that it would be better to avoid the limelight for the time being and not show up at the Chen family.

It is worth mentioning that during this week, Mo Chuan tried to bring various things over.

Thinking about it, if you can turn the things of the two worlds upside down, and exchange them for the gold of the other worlds at the low price of real silver, wouldn't it be a windfall?

No, what he brought from reality turned into wisps of ash in the other world, collapsed when touched, and dissipated into curling green smoke.

Otherworldly things are even more difficult to bring back to reality.

Because he lost his body, he couldn't hold it at all.

Judging from this detail, the painting skin offered by Huang Buyu should have been treated with special techniques.

I don't know what kind of immortal trick this is?

If you have a chance, you have to talk to Huang Buyu.

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"The fragrance should be heavy, and the fragrance will be burned through the gate of heaven......"

On this day, a voice that was completely different from that of the old man of the Chen family whispered in Mo Chuan's ears.

Mo Chuan was stunned, and hurriedly called out the sacrificial furnace, three pillars for incense, and green smoke curled.

The one who is still a feaster is also an old man.

His hair is sparse and pale, hanging down and old, with an ebony hairpin on his head, wearing a four-fold moire Tibetan robe, holding three pillars of incense in his hand, and chanting words.

Beside him, there was also a Taoist boy, who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The temple was opened in Ziwei Palace, and the peach blossom and jade girl invited the gods; Thousands of miles away, please please, flying clouds and horses descend to come......"

Mo Chuan had the experience of the Chen family, so he didn't show up, listened quietly, and watched quietly.

However, looking at the old man's breezy appearance, it doesn't seem like he has encountered some disaster.

After a long time, Lao Dao finished reading the words of helping the man, exhaled a sigh of relief, inserted three sticks of incense on the incense burner, and turned his head to look at the Taoist boy beside him.

"Can you remember the words of the ghosts and immortals?"

"I remember, master."

"Okay, you read it again."

"But, master...... What if I do invite the ghosts? ”

"There is a promising teacher, don't worry!"

Dao Tong obviously trusted Lao Dao very much, and when he heard this, he was really relieved, took three pillars of incense, lit them with candles, and learned from the master, and recited the words.

After reading the words, today's lecture is over.

After the Taoist boy inserted the incense, he said: "Master, I read a Taoist book yesterday, which says that all the true heavenly immortals and gods will not possess the body of the living. In this case, is it a righteous art or an evil art? ”

The old man laughed: "What do you think? ”

"I can't tell."

"There is no distinction between good and evil, but about people."

The old way took the opportunity to teach:

"The book you are reading is called "Taishang Temple of Heaven Jade Grid", which is the concept of the two ways of Qingwei and Shenxiao. In their opinion, the techniques of Yuanguang, possession, surrender, Fuluan (Fuping), and illuminating water are all heretics! This is a faction idea war, and you don't need to pay attention to it. ”

"I see! Then they are really bad, they fight, why do they still belittle us? Dao Tong looked dissatisfied.

"One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and the same is true of Taoism."

Lao Dao didn't explain much, but he still added:

"Qingwei, Shenxiao two ways, heavy precepts and light recepts, although the concept is different, but the precepts are strict, to help the world as their own responsibility, if you meet in the future, do not slack off because of the concept of contention."

"Yes, master." Dao Tong bowed his head.

This was the end of the conversation between the old and the young, and then they left the main hall one after another.

Mo Chuan looked at the various angry-eyed idols around him, and thought about whether to return to his body in the end.

"Listen to his words, Lao Dao is teaching the art of descending to children and ghosts."

"Seeing that Lao Dao let Dao Tong try it so casually, I am afraid that the worship of ghosts and immortals has long been missing, which also corresponds to the ability of the sacrificial Dao furnace to intercept the main incense."

"However, to be on the safe side, let's wait a few more days."

Mo Chuan secretly thought to himself, simply endured his temperament, and observed secretly.

In the following days, while enjoying the incense of the Chen family, he coveted the incense of Taoism.

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On this day, after the old Taoist incense, he preached to the Taoist boy again.

"Xuanyun, "Three Caves of the Precepts" said: If the Taoist scriptures are not taught, they are not gods. Do you know why? Lao Dao asked.

This means that the Tao is not taught by the master, and even if it is used, it has no supernatural powers.

"I don't know."

Although Xuanyun Daotong is smart, he really doesn't know about it.

"There are clouds in "Tao Fa Hui Yuan": the Taoist is the most true of the well-informed; The Dharma is the subtle of change. The Tao helps people because of the law, and people know the Tao because of the law......"

Lao Dao shook his head and explained.

Mo Chuan listened to it in the clouds for a long time, and probably clarified a little clue.

It turns out that the Tao is divided into "Dao", "Law", and "Technique".

It can be said that the Tao is difficult to find, the law can be cultivated, and the technique is easy to obtain.

The power of Fuluanguan's cultivation comes from the ancestors and ancestors, so it is natural to be recognized by the master!

"Do you know why I let you practice the art of descending ghosts and immortals every day, but you don't worry about summoning ghosts and immortals?" The old way and the way.

"Master, what do you mean...... The ancestors even died of the body of the ghost and immortal? ”

Syllable!

Lao Dao's brain collapsed and knocked on Dao Tong's head.

"Ancestors, this is a feather ascending immortal, what is dead and alive?"

"Oh!"

Dao Tong covered his head with an aggrieved face, and his spiritual root moved, and said, "Doesn't that mean that it's useless for me to practice this ghost and immortal descending technique?" ”

"It works!"

"How do you use that?"

"Wait for me to become a ghost immortal."

Lao Dao looked at the Taoist statue and exhaled a sigh of relief.

Dao Tong was stunned when he heard this.

"Those who practice do not realize the ...... of the Great Dao"

Lao Dao was about to bite the text and chew the words, but the words stopped suddenly when they came to his mouth:

"Xuanyun, I may not be able to be this ghost immortal! After I am feathered, within seven days, if the ghost and immortal technique does not work, it probably means that I have returned to the three mountains and returned to the five mountains. ”

"Masterβ€”" Dao Tong was anxious.

"Silence!"

Lao Dao interrupted his disciple's words:

"If I don't become a ghost immortal, the Taoist temple will depend on you alone in the future. Your spiritual root is far above me, and the ghosts and immortals will inevitably become successful, and you will definitely support the Dao system in the future! Today, I will pass on another technique to you, called "Ghost Deterrence". ”

"This is the art of talismans, and by the power of deafness, it can deter evil spirits. After I am feathered, if I can't ascend to the immortal, I will be scattered, or I can last for a few days, you must take this opportunity to write a few more as the foundation of the Taoist system. ”

Dao Tong was shocked:

"Master, can this really cure ghosts?"

"Of course, otherwise why do you think that my Daomen gossip money and even all kinds of talismans are engraved with the words Yang?"

"I still don't understand, how can you still cure ghosts when they die?"

"That ghost is made of human death, how can it harm people?"

"This ...... A ghost is the soul of a person, and only a special person can become a ghost. This kind of person is blessed with a strong soul, and can naturally harm others. But this deafness, losing his body, how to cure ghosts? Could it be like that sneaky, possessing a ghost body, and absorbing ghost energy? ”

"Hahaha...... The children can be taught! Like that ghost, it is difficult for a person who is not resentful to become a ghost, and the same is true for deafness, but not any sneaky person can become deaf! ”

The master and apprentice discussed, and Mo Chuan's eyes lit up when he heard it.

It is these foundational understandings that he lacks.

Now listening to the old Tao's preaching, I finally have a preliminary understanding of my own situation.

"That's all for today, nourish your spirits tonight, bathe and burn incense tomorrow, I'll teach you how to deter ghosts!"

"Yes, master."

Mo Chuan looked at the master and apprentice who had left the main hall one after another, and sighed in his heart that he had picked up the treasure.

The next day, Mo Chuan, who was also full of spirit, decisively used the incense as a mirror to watch when he heard the incense murmuring on the old road.

Lao Dao put a table in front of the statue of the god.

He walked through the technique of descending ghosts and immortals, and then he spread out the rune paper, took a deep breath with his pen, and said:

"Xuanyuan, this ghost curse, like a ghost and a fairy descending, is all the power of the ancestors and ancestors! The ghost fairy descended, and it was the ghost fairy who was invited! This deterrent ghost is naturally a deaf immortal! Look at it. ”

In the words of the old way, the wolf licked the Zhu, and the tip of the pen fell on the paper.

For a while, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the power penetrates the back of the paper!

Mo Chuan, who was watching, fell into a trance.

In a trance, he subconsciously raised his hand, pinching the old wolf, like a child learning words, with the trend, Luan Xiang Fengzhu!

In a moment, a seal "聻" character fell on the paper basket.

"Master, this word seems to be moving......"

Xuanyun Daotong looked at the master with a surprised face, but suddenly found that the master was actually ...... Tears in my eyes, I want to cry!