Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 2019 Gathering of the Eight Immortals
Naturally, Juexin also noticed that the ghost energy was powerful, so he did not dare to neglect it. He stood guard at the entrance and asked loudly: "Where is the sacred place outside the wall? If you have come, please be safe. You might as well show up and see it."

"Hahaha..." With a loud laugh, a ghost stood on the wall.

Juexin glanced around and saw that the man had one leg in the air, with his chest and abdomen exposed, holding an iron crutch, and a gourd hanging from his waist. His hair was disheveled, but he was the image of Tieguai Li among the Eight Immortals.

"Old ghost, pretending to be a Taoist loose immortal, do you want to defraud me of incense?" Juexin was secretly surprised, but his face remained calm.

Ghosts who dare to pretend to be gods are definitely not a good thing.Just like Red Boy pretending to be Guanyin, he also has the means and backing, so he dares to be so bold.

"Little Taoist Priest, if you set up such a big formation, I'm afraid you'll get caught up in it tonight." That Tieguai Li sneered and said, "You are young and have no hair on your mouth. You don't even know us when you come here, right?"

"You guys?" Juexin looked around and said, "It doesn't look like he's an old ghost. Come out, there's no need to hide and seek."

Tieguai Li nodded, and said: "Everyone, come out and see the demeanor of Maoshan master!"

A black shadow flashed on the north wall, and a slender and beautiful man jumped up on the wall, holding a long sword in his hand: "The sword appeared with a spiritual light and was startling."

Juexin nodded, this was Lu Dongbin's look.

"The fish drum is beating frequently with Sanskrit sounds, so Zhang Guo is here!" Another old man jumped up.

"Holding a lotus in hand, it is not stained by dust. He Xiangu has seen the great master of Maoshan." Then a woman stood on the wall holding a lotus and bowed to Juexin Yingying.

"The jade plate and the sound are clear and clear, I am Uncle Cao Guo."

"The flower basket contains extraordinary things, and the blue color is here."

"I was so happy when I shook my little fan gently, and Han Zhongli also came to join in the fun."

"Purple Xiao blows to bring peace to thousands of waves. Xiaosheng Han Xiangzi."

In an instant, eight figures appeared on the three walls, forming the Eight Immortals, one or more.

"That's great, I didn't expect that the last night would attract the gathering of the Eight Immortals." Looking around with Jue Xin's eyes, he said:
"If I'm not mistaken, you must be the Eight Immortals of the White Lotus Sect during the Qianlong period more than 100 years ago. I remember that you all died under the blood-swallowing knife and your souls were scattered. I wonder which powerful person condensed your souls? "

In the middle and late Qianlong period, the White Lotus Sect developed rapidly, with followers all over the world.There are eight Dharma protectors in his sect, who are dressed like Tieguai, Li Lu, Dongbin and others, and are collectively called the Eight Dharma Protectors.Later, when he was operating in the capital, he was captured by the Qing soldiers and killed at Caishikou.

The person who executed the execution was Bu Zhenxin, who had fought against the snake demon and caught ghosts in Chu Xiu Palace. He used a blood-swallowing knife.Although Bu Zhenxin was in his seventies back then, his bravery was still there.

It's just that Juexin never expected that these eight people died under the blood-swallowing knife, and their souls had been dispersed by the killing energy, but they could condense again and turn into ghosts!
It seems like something bad is going to happen tonight.

Bu Youming had also heard of this story, and he exclaimed in surprise: "It turns out it's you!"

When Jue Xin's identity was revealed, these eight old ghosts were also surprised. They looked at each other and said, "It's been more than 100 years, and there are still people who remember us."

"When you were beheaded, which caused a sensation in the capital, it's not surprising to remember you." Juexin said calmly.

Ghost shadows flickered, and eight old ghosts floated into the yard together.

Tieguai Li was the boss. He took two steps forward and said, "Since Master knows our identities, he must also know the origin of the White Lotus Sect. Red flowers, green leaves and white lotus roots. The three religions are one family. You and I are still peers in the Taoist sect."

"Yin and Yang have different paths, and humans and ghosts are different. I have never had anything to do with ghosts. If you are still alive, I will admit that you are members of the Taoist sect. But now, I am a mage and you are ghosts." Juexin rolled his eyes. Said: "So, don't get close to me. Tell me what you want to do."

He Xiangu's pretty face sank, she looked at Juexin and asked: "Master Maoshan, let me ask you today, are you a Han or a Banner?"

"I'm Han," Juexin said.

"Since we are Han people, why did we forget the hatred of our family and country and guard this murderous knife of the Bannermen? In the 260 years since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, do you know how many Han people were killed by this knife? Do you know how many Han people's heads were beheaded by it? How many Han parents, wives and children were weeping and wailing when they knew it drank blood!?" He Xiangu continued to ask aggressively.

Just now Tieguai Li was talking about the origins of the Taoist sect, and now He Xiangu is talking about the grievances between the Manchu and Han Dynasties. It is really moving with emotion and understanding with reason.

When Bu Youming heard this female ghost calculating old scores of 260 years, he was so frightened that he hid behind Juexin's altar, not daring to move.

"When dynasties change, it is inevitable that some people will be born and some will die. Now that the Qing Dynasty has been disbanded, why should we still worry about the old grudges?" Juexin looked at him seriously and said: "Furthermore, the Blood-Swallowing Knife itself is useless. What a sin, it's just a knife, a piece of iron."

"I don't care. Tonight, the eight of us brothers and sisters will definitely destroy the blood-swallowing knife and kill everyone in Bujia's alley, so that we can vent our hatred for the destruction of the country and the annihilation of our clan for hundreds of years!" He Xiangu looked at each other angrily and said: "Fellow Taoist, you If you are wise, leave the blood-swallowing knife and return to your Maoshan. We have no grievances and do not want to be your enemy."

Juexin sneered and said: "I want this knife! I will bear all its grievances. If you want to take the knife, you must get past me first; if you want to kill people from the Bu family, kill me first!"

Since he wanted the Blood Swallowing Knife, he had to bear the enmity of the Bu family. This was Jue Xin's heart.If it were an unscrupulous person, he could just walk away with a blood-swallowing knife, regardless of life or death in Bujia Hutong.

"Little Taoist Priest, if that's the case, don't blame us for bullying the juniors!" Han Zhongli screamed strangely and was the first to rush to the altar, waving his fan in his hand, and bursts of black mist floated out.

Juexin flicked his fingers, and a fire dragon talisman flew out, got into the black mist, and hit the fan directly.

Han Zhongli was caught off guard. He waved his fan repeatedly, but couldn't force the fire dragon talisman to retreat. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Han Xiangzi hit Xiao with a wave of his hand and came to help Zhongli of Han Dynasty; Lu Dongbin surrounded Wei to rescue Zhao and struck Juexin with his long sword.

Jue Xin calmly flew out the Great Ghost Expelling Talisman to resist attacks from all directions, and then used a thunderbolt from his palm to strike at He Xiangu.

Tieguai Li looked at the overall situation, suddenly waved his hand, and led Zhang Guo's old uncle Cao Guo Lan Caihe towards the blood-swallowing knife.

The eight old ghosts were divided into two groups, half attacking Juexin and the other half seizing the sword, in order to prevent Juexin from looking at each other.

"Five ghost boys, protectors!" Juexin waved his hand, and five paper figures flew out of his sleeves.

When the paper man saw the wind getting stronger, he laughed strangely in the air and rushed towards the blood-swallowing knife.

"Lingbao Master's Great Seal, up!" Juexin waved his hand again, and a piece of paper talisman flew into the sky.

"Stop the big talisman!" Lu Dongbin shouted and jumped up, trying to stop the printed paper talisman.

"It's up to you!" Juexin pointed out the ghost-killing curse, Lu Dongbin was in the air in the formation.

(End of this chapter)