On the empty and uninhabited road, horse-drawn carriages drove slowly.

Dao Tong Qingfeng sat in front of him and skillfully waved the reins in his hand, and the wheels pressed against the soft ground, making a subtle 'squeak' sound.

The sound of wheels and whips came and went.

This kind of calm also quietly suppressed the restlessness in my heart.

"Dao Chief."

In the carriage, Fangzheng Tone was worried:

"Are you sure?"

"Don't worry." Zhang Mingrui picked up the long sword on the side and said:

"This time, I specially invited the magic sword given by the master, even a powerful ghost can be killed, and it is daytime."

"In broad daylight, the ghosts don't dare to show up easily."

"Say ...... again"

He paused, and said:

"There's also Master Wuyuan."

Apparently.

Compared to the magic sword in his hand, he trusted Master Wuyuan more.

"That's good."

Fang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, the other party was not afraid, what else was he afraid of if he could return to modern society at any time?

After thinking about it, he asked the doubts in his heart:

"Dao Chief, when I activated the Evil Breaking Talisman last night, it seems that the magic trick I shouted was not what you taught me at that time."

"Hmm."

Zhang Mingrui nodded:

"That's the Pure Yang Evil Spell, which has something in common with the Evil Breaking Spell."

"The spell is wrong, and it can also activate the evil charm?" Fang Zheng's brows furrowed, if this is all right, why bother learning spells?

"Mantras and mudras, in addition to communicating with heaven and earth, the main function is to calm the mind and condense the mind, so that the spirit and the magic rune breath can complement each other." Zhang Mingrui spoke:

"Talent is the foundation of spellcasting."

"If you have mana, you can cast spells without pinching the spell and chanting spells."

"Like me, low-level Evil Breaking Talismans can also omit the process of reciting spells, as long as the mind is calm, it will not be affected if you mispronounce one or two words of the spell."

"But the spell is the foundation, and if you want to build a tall building, you must first lay a solid foundation."

After a pause, he continued:

"High-level spells can induce low-level spells, but they are prone to errors, especially for beginners, try to take as few shortcuts as possible."

Fangzheng's brow stretched.

He understood what the other party meant.

Mantras are used to lay the foundation, and learning more mantras will be beneficial in the future, and chanting mantras can stabilize the mind and not panic when facing the enemy.

When the cultivation is high, there is no need to chant mantras and cast spells.

"Dao Chief."

With doubts rising again, Fang Zheng asked:

"What is this spell based on?"

You can't just think of a few words and turn them into a spell.

"You asked this question well, I only realized this after more than ten years of cultivation, and Fang Gongzi's Taoist heart is extraordinary." Zhang Mingrui looked surprised and praised before saying:

"Spells, communication inside and out."

"Inside, the Yuan Qi in the body, the thoughts of the soul; Outside, the breath of heaven and earth, the sympathy of the sun and the moon. So every word of the spell has a meaning, and it is not something that comes up casually. ”

"Like God Strikes ......"

Speaking of this, he shook his head:

"If God asks God to invite a master of swordsmanship, there must be words in the spell that describe outstanding swordsmanship, and words that are powerful when you ask a wrestler."

"And so on."

"Lei Fa must have the meaning of electricity, thunder, and fierceness."

"Low-level spells are usually not used to tell heaven and earth what you want to do, but to tell yourself what to do, only if you believe in it, the breath on your body can be integrated with heaven and earth."

Well?

Fang Zheng fell into deep thought.

Liang Jiu Fang Dao:

"Hypnosis?"

"So to speak." Zhang Mingrui actually knew what hypnosis meant, nodded and said:

"To recite a mantra is to give yourself a hint in your heart, the content of the mantra is only the appearance, and the inner point is the fundamental."

"Taught." Founder's Hands:

"Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years!"

"Don't dare." Zhang Mingrui shook his head:

"Fang Gongzi's Taoist heart is extraordinary, if he can get the true inheritance, he is afraid that he will be able to achieve great achievements in the future."

Spells are different from martial arts, the practice of martial arts is subject to the physical body, and it is difficult to achieve it when you are old, but there are forty or fifty years old who enter the real world.

Of course

Such examples are rare.

If you are strong, you will be strong, and without a good body, you will be weak and embarrassed.

However, he practiced the Fa by himself for more than ten years before he thought of the relationship between mantras, mudras, and visualization carrying.

Fang Zheng's thoughts turned sharply.

Since he knew that there were spells in the other world, he had also collected a lot of information related to them in the modern world.

It's different from this side.

In modern society, the Tao needs to consult the gods and obtain the permission of the gods before they can harness the power of thunder and wind and clouds for their own use.

Like 'Lei Gong helps me', 'The Dragon King has an order' and so on.

This requires an identity.

Pardon!

Taoists need to have a lineage, be pardoned by the Taoist temple and be named a 'spirit official', which is equivalent to the official position of the 'fairy world', and then hold a token to communicate with the gods and borrow power.

Otherwise, the gods will ignore you.

Of course.

He had never seen anyone who could really borrow divine power, and the so-called spells were all hearsay, and none of them were true.

A different world.

But any spell that uses the power of the gods is evil!

Such as the White Lotus Sect.

Once discovered, there is no forgiveness for killing, and even the nine clans.

The power of the orthodox Dao Gate is attributed to itself, and the magic is driven by visualization diagrams, transportation methods, and magic mudras to achieve the ability of dementoring and ghost-resisting.

"Phew!"

Breeze lifts the curtain:

"It's here!"

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The mountain road is rugged and steep.

The two walked side by side.

"Although the talisman cannot enhance cultivation, nor is it the orthodox inheritance of the Pure Yang Palace, it is also an innate method that directly points to the Great Dao."

Perhaps it was last night's experience that brought the relationship between the two closer, perhaps because he was optimistic about Fangzheng's cultivation talent, Zhang Mingrui rarely started talking:

"I don't know how to draw talismans, and I smile like a ghost; If you know how to draw talismans, you can make ghosts and gods scream. ”

"The top spirit rune has the ability to command heaven and earth, and Zhang Ling, a generation of heavenly masters hundreds of years ago, is to spread the world in the name of the talisman."

"The talisman is composed of several parts, such as the talisman head, the talisman gall, and the talisman feet, and a talisman is equivalent to a person, with the breath in harmony and running endlessly."

"Cinnabar is the flesh of the talisman; The pattern is the skeleton of the talisman, the breath of the person who draws the talisman is the five organs of the talisman, and the soul is the soul when it crosses into the spiritual machine. ”

"When a talisman 'comes to life', it means that it has been successful."

"Huh?"

He paused, and looked up.

Fang Zheng listened with relish, but his voice stopped abruptly, and he couldn't help but follow Zhang Mingrui's gaze, his eyebrows raised slightly:

"Roundness!"

How did he end up here?

Wasn't he taken away by the people of the Yamen?

On stone steps.

Round, ragged, fell to his knees.

In front of him stood several monks, Master Wuyuan held a Zen staff in his hand, and looked at the disciple who was kneeling on the ground and crying with a complicated expression.

"Amitabha."

"Roundness, do you know wrong?"

"Disciple ......" kowtowed in a circular manner, and his voice was choked:

"Knowing your mistakes."

"What's wrong?"

"The fault is that I failed to restrain my desires, and the fault is that I am sorry for Miss Sun."

"Hey!" Master Wuyuan shook his head slightly, obviously not satisfied with this answer, lowered his head, his eyes were full of pity, and said slowly:

"You know, Miss Sun Diesun died last night."

"Ahh

Yuanxing raised his head, his face was pale, and his eyes were even more frightened.

"She was used by gangsters and died with a grudge." Master Wuyuan raised one hand and sighed:

"Even the newly-formed fetus has turned into a ghost, wandering in this red dust world, and it cannot be reincarnated in eternal life."

"......" looked frozen, and then hit his head on the stone steps, and the impact made a 'bang' sound, and the flesh and blood on his forehead blurred in the blink of an eye:

"Master mercy, please save them!"

"Teachers can't save them." Wu Yuan shook his head:

"But I can save you, as long as you sincerely repent, completely forget Miss Sun, and sincerely convert to my Buddha, the court has its own teacher to say."

"I should be able to save your life!"

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The round teeth clenched, and he kept banging his head on the ground:

"Master is merciful, please save them, it's not a pity for the disciple to die."

"Evil Barrier!"

Master Wuyuan's face sank, and he waved his long sleeves violently:

"Until now, you are still fascinated by women, stubborn, so just kneel here, and wait for when you wake up."

Fang Zheng frowned, and was about to step forward, but Zhang Mingrui stretched out his hand to hold him, and handed over two bamboo leaves.

Motioned for him to wipe his eyebrows.

Fang Fang was suspicious, and after taking it, he lightly crossed his eyebrows.

The next moment.

His face turned pale, and he took a step back.

But on that round back, there was a hideous-looking ghost.