Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1340 Please God
"It's the Five Ghost Boy again, can you change your routine?" Ding Ermiao chuckled, and suddenly struck preemptively, striking with a thunderbolt from his palm.

There was a loud bang, thunder and lightning, and exploded between the two altars.Affected by the turbulence in the air, Zhao Wuya's clothes and long beard suddenly flew back.

As soon as Zhao Wuya's five ghost boys were sacrificed, they were too frightened to come near and only circled around Zhao Wuya.

"One burner of incense in the morning and evening, two talismans in the morning and evening. The five ghosts of China, Yao Bisong, the five ghosts of the north, Lin Jingzhong, the five ghosts of the west, Cai Ziliang, the five ghosts of the south, Zhang Zigui, the five ghosts of the east, Chen Guixian... Listen to my orders and come to the altar to be driven by me. Do not disobey. .Urgent like a law, go!"

Zhao Wuya was angry and anxious. While chanting a curse, he waved his sword to drive the five ghosts forward.But the Five Ghost Boy was shocked by the power of the thunder in Ding Ermiao's palm, and he hesitated again after walking halfway.

"Daozhang Zhao, if the five ghosts don't come, why don't you come in person?" Ding Ermiao had some free time and teased Zhao Wuya.

"Don't be so proud, kid, let's see what I can do!" Zhao Wuya waved his hand and collected the five ghosts. He suddenly let go of his hair, stamped his feet on the ground and pointed his sword to the sky, spraying a mouthful of blood mist on the peach wood sword.

In the sky, dark clouds gradually covered the sky, and the light also dimmed, as if night was coming.

Ding Ermiao held a peach wood sword, squinted his eyes, and prepared for the attack.

"Send a talisman, please divine soldiers!" Zhao Wuya yelled loudly, pulled out a talisman from the collar of his Taoist robe, bent down and lit it on the candle, then threw it to the sky, and pointed with his sword:
"Dedicated to surrender to Lu Zu, to save the suffering in the world. Ten stems and twelve branches, 28 hosts; the sword shines from its own light, killing monsters and enigmatic obstacles; come at any time, send me auspicious stars to help; I have been born in the past, and now I am a benefactor; there is With this Holy Spirit curse, all demons will be bound together! - Supreme Lord Lu, be as urgent as the law!"

Amidst the sound of the spell, the burning paper talisman rose higher and higher, and finally disappeared into the dark clouds above.

In the spectator seats, Wu Zhanzhan changed color slightly, and said to Li Qingdong who was beside him: "Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuya also has a hand, and he concealed his strength earlier."

"Can he really invite gods? Which kind of gods did he invite?" Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan worried about Ding Ermiao's safety and asked hurriedly.

"Lu Dongbin is the Lu Zulu Dijun he talks about. But don't worry, even if all the Eight Immortals are invited, it will be fine." Wu Zhanzhan stared at the altar in front of him and said, "Er Miao can also ask the gods for help."

Wan Shugao was surprised and happy, and put his face in front of Wu Zhanzhan: "Uncle Master, can that old guy really invite gods? Are you pretending to be a kid to bluff people?"

"It's just a remnant left by various gods in the human world, not the real body of the gods. It's different from inviting the Yin God. If you invite the Yin God, it's a real ghost possession."

Wu Zhanzhan stepped aside a little and said: "This is the Ten Thousand Dharma Sect Altar. Many gods have been here. Now it is an official Taoist Dharma Altar. It is not difficult to invite the residual thoughts of the gods to possess them."

Wan Shu raised his inferences, and asked: "Then our Maoshan sect's master is asking for a little remnant from the patriarch?"

"You're actually enlightened." Wu Zhanzhan glanced sideways at Wan Shugao and nodded slightly, confirming Wan Shugao's statement.

"Ah, by the way, Yao Zhanxun and Chen Yuyan were originally members of the Eight Immortals and Five Sects. Why didn't they invite the Eight Immortals to help them? Those are their ancestors. Once they are invited, they will fight to the death to help them. His disciple, right?" Wan Shugao asked again.

"Inviting the gods requires the combination of hand seals, mind determination and oral formulas, both of which are indispensable. I have also considered that they may have lost some of the secret books, so they cannot invite them." Wu Zhanzhan said.

It was rare that Wu Zhanzhan, who was usually cold-eyed, said a few words to himself. Wan Shugao was in a happy mood and wanted to ask again, but he saw Wu Zhanzhan staring at the altar with a solemn expression.

"Disciple, please come here with all your heart, Chunyang Luzu is coming soon!" The wind rang out, Zhao Wuya stood on the altar, with his white hair flying, and the peach wood sword in his hand pointing to the sky, like a crazy demon.

"You know how to invite gods, but I can't?" Ding Ermiao smiled sternly, took out a drawn talisman from his arms, lit it, threw it into the sky, and shouted:

"Hey! The temple is opened in the Ziwei Palace, and the disciples of Maoshan invite the gods; they burn incense on a thousand miles journey, and the flying clouds and horses descend on them; they invite the three benefactors of this altar, all the saints and kings; General Xuantian Wu, slay the demons. The evil orders are clear.—The divine soldiers are as urgent as the laws and orders!”

After reciting the incantation, Ding Ermiao suddenly turned around and pointed his Taomu Sword at Wan Shugao in the audience!
Wan Shugao made a sound in his mouth, his body trembled, then he pressed his hand on the table, somersaulted into the air, and somersaulted all the way over.

Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao stood up at the same time and covered their mouths. Since they met, they have never seen Wan Shugao so agile!If he wasn't possessed by a god, how could he be so powerful?
Qin Wenjun on the side was also startled, his eyes narrowed, his eyes shrank, and he stared at Wan Shugao.

At this time, Zhao Wuya also pointed at his fat disciple and shouted: "Lu Zu, come up and help you with your divine power!"

The fat man also jumped up and ran towards Wan Shugao.

Seeing the two approaching, Zhao Wuya's disciple suddenly pulled it from his waist and revealed the soft sword!
"Wan Shugao, be careful!" Ji Xiaoxiao shouted in surprise.

But before the scream could reach the ground, Wan Shugao had already turned away from the opponent's sword edge and hit the opponent's back with his palm.The palm technique is elegant and graceful, and it really looks like a fairy.

Ji Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and continued watching while covering her chest.

"Who did Ermiao invite? Will he win? Can he beat Lu Dongbin?" Gu Qinglan didn't understand the fight between these gods, so she asked Li Qingdong.

Li Qingdong trimmed his beard and said: "Of course I can beat him. Emperor Zhenwu is the king of swordsmen, and Lu Dongbin is far behind when it comes to playing swords."

On the altar, Ding Ermiao and Zhao Wuya continued to cast spells, each with their own intentions.But judging from his expression, Ding Ermiao was much more relaxed.

On the Bagua diagram between the two altars, a fierce battle was going on. Wan Shugao was facing a white blade with his bare hands, but he didn't show any embarrassment at all. His movements were free and easy, both offensive and defensive.

"Come with a sword and ride on the wind to slay demons in the world. If there is wine and joy, I will be crazy without wine." Zhao Wuya saw that the disciple possessed by Lu Zu couldn't attack for a long time, so he changed his tactics and picked up a cup on the table. The wine was in his mouth, and he sprayed it on the peach wood sword.

The fat man in the audience felt the sensation immediately. Suddenly his steps were floating, Qingfeng was swaying wildly, and he actually played with the Drunken Sword, singing in his mouth: "Drink all the rivers in one go, drink the sun and the moon again, I can't get drunk from a thousand cups, but I am the only one drinking wine." Sword Immortal!"

Ding Ermiao turned around and threw the mahogany sword towards Wan Shugao, shouting: "Emperor Zhenwu, take the sword!"

Wan Shugao slashed his left palm horizontally, slashing at the opponent's wrist, then turned around while the opponent was withdrawing his attack, and had already caught the Taomu Sword in his hand.

When Wan Shugao turned around again, the opponent just hit him with a sword.

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(End of this chapter)