The collection of morning sun purple gas after Chinese New Year's Eve is no different from daily gas collection.

Under the guidance of Chu Tai, Guo Shan found a suitable location in the mountains outside the city, completed it quickly, and then conducted a morning class under the leadership of Chu Tai.

The peaceful sound of chanting echoed on this mountain, and the vitality rolled up and down under the drive of Chu Tai, washing away the little filth accumulated between the mountains and forests, and many birds and birds fell, standing on the treetops, under the shade of the trees, listening quietly.

After many divine mantras were recited, there was a sound not far away.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Poor Dao is still wondering, how did he see the magpie on the branch on the first day of the new year, it turned out that there were fellow Daoists coming. ”

Chu Tai got up and took Guo Shantong to greet the Taoist who appeared.

"I've seen the Taoist, my friend's practice method is biased towards the yin and the underworld, and he needs to use the fireworks in the world to neutralize one or two, so he came here to collect qi, causing inconvenience, and I hope to forgive my sins."

Chu Tai's posture can be described as very low, and he was frightened by the fluctuation of vitality in the morning, and the Taoist who came in a hurry was a little embarrassed.

"Daoyou is really too polite, everything is made by nature, and you are free to go wherever you want. As for collecting the fireworks of this world, it is also the freedom of all sentient beings, so how can we forgive sins? ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Daoist friends are the monks who sit here, guarding the peace of the place, and the two of us came here suddenly, rashly, thinking that it has caused you a certain amount of trouble. It's bad that you came here early to check, and you waited for me to finish the morning class......"

Before Chu Tai finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Taoist: "Guarding a place is just the contract and duty of my vein to establish a dojo here and the local residents in the past." If you really don't want to go, you might as well come to my temple to help, it just so happens that a blessing ceremony is being held in the temple these days, and there is a vacancy in manpower......"

Glancing at the Taoist, Chu Tai nodded in agreement.

On the way back, Chu Tai also learned about this humane name Dachun in the process of exchange, and practiced in this outer Qingqi Mountain.

"Although my Jicui Temple is the only Taoist temple outside this Guanglu City, the people in this city live and work in peace and contentment, and they draw amulets on weekdays, handle legal affairs, and are idle except for some big festivals."

"This is also the work of your protection."

Chu Tai complimented him twice, and Dachun Daoist was very happy to hear it, but before he could say anything, Guo Shan just sensed it, looked at a place and said, "Old ...... Michichi, there seems to be a problem there. ”

Chu Tai and Da Chun Dao looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

The two of them, who quickened their pace, quickly stepped forward, pushed aside the trees and vegetation, and saw a pool of water half an acre.

This pool is very peculiar, usually the pool in the mountains and forests is turquoise, but this pool is different, with wisps of velvet-like blood-colored objects inside, even if the morning sun shines on it, it only glows with a slight cold light.

"How so!"

Da Chun Daoren's complexion changed suddenly, and Chu Tai also frowned.

The pond water in front of him seems ordinary, but in fact, it contains wisps of dead air and corpse gas.

The appearance of such evil places in the mountains has a certain impact on the ecology of the mountains and forests, and even the surrounding leylines.

Not to mention, just the corpses buried in this vicinity are much more likely to be transformed than in other places.

Chu Tai looked up and down, and found a gossip mirror in a corner.

Seeing Chu Tai's movements, the Great Chun Daoist followed his gaze, and also found the magic mirror hanging on the tree, and his cheeks were flushed.

According to the position of the gossip mirror, the Dachun Daoist looked around again and saw some traces of burning.

It seems that someone is casting a spell at this altar.

"Good! Good! Good! It's still artificial! ”

The people of Dachun Dao have already seen that this is an evil place specially arranged by someone.

In addition to opening the altar regularly to cast spells to accumulate yin qi, a gossip mirror is also arranged on the side.

The rusty edge of the mirror can be refracted to the surface of the pool when the morning sun shines on this place every day, attracting purple qi from the east and shielding the yin qi in the pool from leaking.

It's just a coincidence that today, Chu Tai took Guo Shan to practice qi collection here, which caused a lot of purple qi to come from the east of Shandong.

This was originally nothing, after all, this kind of arrangement was not the result of a day, but the result of several years or even more than ten years, and one day a little less purple qi from the east would not have much impact.

But the problem was Guo Shan's body, the true qi he cultivated was too sensitive to yin qi and death qi, so that Chu Tai didn't find that the problem was felt by him.

Such a big problem, such a hidden arrangement.

As long as the people of Dachun Dao thought of what they had said to Chu Tai before, and thought of Chu Tai's compliment, they blushed.

In this regard, Chu Tai didn't have much to say, so he could only watch the Dachun Daoist inspect there, and when he arrived at Jicuiguan, he saw that the Dachun Daoist beckoned people to prepare various things, preparing to fill the pool and break the yin ground.

And Chu Tai, who was arranged by the other party in the view, also did not go out because of this matter, which caused some misunderstanding.

In contrast, the Dachun Taoist also opened the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in his Taoist temple for Chu Tai and allowed Chu Tai to copy the content therein.

Therefore, in the following days, Chu Tai took Guo Shan to read books in the temple, do morning and evening classes, and practice magic weapons every day, and his life was quite leisurely.

Until one day, a richly dressed young man found Chu Tai.

As soon as he saw Chu Tai, he smiled and asked what was going on in the mountains.

For this kind of self-cooking, Chu Tai didn't want to communicate with him too much, but just answered perfunctorily that Dachun Daoist was praying for blessings.

"Don't lie to me, I've already asked clearly, you were brought back by Daoist Dachun, and it was only after you and the big man came to Guannei that Daoist Dachun found someone to arrange the rituals."

"Speaking of which, it's the first time I've seen my father's serious expression, is there some demon or monster in the mountains? Is the chief of the Great Tsubaki Dao going to subdue demons? ”

In the end, the boy's eyebrows fluttered, and he didn't know what he thought.

"Really nothing?"

Chu Tai still responded perfunctorily, and when the young man saw this, he directly pushed Guo Shan out.

"Don't lie to me, I asked the big man earlier, and he said that there was a problem in the mountains, it was a pool, right? Is there a problem with the water source in the mountains? ”

Chu Tai, who had a certain understanding of Guo Shan, knew that he would not talk about such things, so he raised his eyebrows and responded indifferently.

"Since you've already asked him, why don't you continue to ask him?"

The young man stared at Chu Tai for a long time, he couldn't see any questions, and he knocked on the side for a while, Chu Tai still didn't give an answer, he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, but when he left, he saw the books in Chu Tai's house, and his eyes rolled.

On the second day, the young man came to the door again, and this time he brought a lot of ancient books to Chu Tai, hoping to learn something from Chu Tai's mouth.