Immortality is above

Chapter 44 44: Soul Calling (Call for collection and reading support)

Chapter 44 44: Soul Calling (Call for collection and reading support)

The blue-gray mist came fiercely, like a wave, rushing toward the inconspicuous house.

However, as soon as he came in front of him, he was inspired by the sword intention.

Chi Chi Chi!
  The sound of sharp cutting and penetration is endless.

"Woooooo!"

The miserable wails became louder, and the mist receded like a wave, retreating several feet away and stopping there, lingering.

But I saw wisps of light flashing at the door, windows, eaves, etc. of the house, shining eternally.

From a distance, it looks like tiny sword edges.

The sword edge is attached to the peach charms, wind lion beasts, and evil-proof carvings, forming a sword formation together.

This is just the occasion of the Chinese New Year. Chen Liubai used old materials brought down from the mountains to build it. He worked it out with his own hands and prepared it for a rainy day.

Now, that just happens to come in handy.

The next moment, Chen Liubai's figure appeared in the yard, holding a broken sword and standing tall.

At this time, there were no stars in the night sky, but his eyes were the stars.

Suddenly I want to drink.

It's a pity that the wine in the gourd has been drunk long ago.

The gourd, the wine, and the jugtian bag were all given to each other by one person.

Facing the boundless night and the surging fog, Chen Liubai began to miss the taste of wine and the look of that person...

"Chen Liubai!"

"Chen Liubai!"

"Chen Liubai!"

In an instant, strange shouts came and went, gradually becoming one and resounding throughout the Chenjiaji.

These shouts contain rich and diverse emotional meanings:

There is excitement, desire, resentment, greed, fear...

Almost everyone in the village heard it, and their feelings were different: the cries and howls of ghosts were like ghosts chasing souls for their lives, which was frightening.

So, what did Chen Liubai do?
  ……

In the house of the patriarch Chen Jiagong, everyone was crowded together.

When he heard the shrill shouts, the fourth uncle's face turned pale. He really didn't expect that tonight's accident would be related to Chen Liubai.

He had always favored this intelligent distant nephew and had high hopes for him.

Even though Chen Liubai destroyed his career and ran away from home for ten years, and now he is back, his fourth uncle still thinks that he is still young and has enough chance to make a comeback.

But what does it mean when those "ancestors" keep shouting the name "Chen Liubai"?
  Under normal circumstances, the Fourth Uncle Guild felt that this was an appearance of the ancestors, and selected Chen Liubai, asking him to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan.

But the current scene does not look like a good omen.

"Calling the soul! This is calling the soul!"

Taoist Wang on the side said loudly.

The fourth uncle asked: "You mean they are summoning Chen Liubai's soul?"

"It's not about summoning souls, it's about summoning souls. The two are not the same."

Taoist priest Wang explained sternly: "Sometimes summoning souls can be called 'soul calling', but in certain scenarios, the meaning of 'soul calling' is to call a person's soul away and follow them."

"Where to go?"

The fourth uncle subconsciously asked, but he quickly realized: This is a very stupid question.

Suddenly I felt confused.

Such a thing was beyond his cognitive scope and unimaginable.

Secretly guessing, could it be that there was an error in their previous interpretation of the contents of their ancestors’ spiritual apparitions and dreams?

The question is, if you have to go to the underworld to recognize your ancestor, who will do it?

This kind of thing is unreasonable no matter how you look at it. Daochang Wang was in a very uneasy mood. He had seen many scenes, but he had never encountered such a large battle. He couldn't help but worry whether Chen Liubai could withstand it. If he was not careful, he might be summoned to death, and the consequences would be disastrous. .

The human soul and the body are closely related and complement each other. Only when one has reached a high level of cultivation can the Yin spirit leave the body.

However, no matter what, actively leaving one's body and being passively called away are completely different things, and the situations they are in are completely different.

When the soul is called away, it will be difficult to come back. It will soon become a lonely ghost and eventually die.

Although Chen Liubai is an expert and has good abilities, he is not a real immortal after all.

Now that we are outnumbered and outnumbered, we are facing a very unfavorable situation.

Worried, Taoist Wang was unable to help. If he hadn't been able to figure out the outside environment, he would have used his magic to go out and escape.

Yes, he can also cast spells.

There is only one skill, and it is called "Wall Penetrating Technique". It has been kept secret and regarded as a means of packing boxes.

I remember back then, by chance, he climbed a mountain to become a disciple, and finally became an outer disciple, responsible for handling various chores in life, such as chopping wood, carrying water, sweeping the floor, cooking...

A full ten years.

In the end, I couldn't stand it any longer. I thought I had no hope of cultivating immortality and walked down the mountain in despair.

However, relying on the experience and knowledge gained over the years, after returning to the mortal world, he put on Taoist robes and transformed into a "master", Taoist Wang.

As his fame grew and his income began to increase, he opened a Taoist temple and started to brand himself as "Laoshan Taoist Priest".

But he is self-aware, and if he really encounters a difficult situation, the only way to do it is to take the thirty-sixth strategy.

Like now.

It was just that the wind and clouds were treacherous outside, so after thinking about it, I felt that it would be safer to stay in the house.

Deng Deng Deng!
  With heavy footsteps, Chen Jiagong came out. He seemed to be overwhelmed and walked very slowly.

He held something respectfully and upright in his hands, which was the simple sword pouch.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

In the Chen clan, the existence of the Zhen clan's divine sword is not a secret. Especially the direct families in the upper half of the village basically know about it and have seen it before.

But that was a peek, and the distance was relatively far. The sword pouch was placed high on the altar and could not be touched.

Now that they are getting closer, everyone gathered around subconsciously, thinking in their hearts: the closer they are to the divine sword, the safer they will be.

In the crowd, Taoist Wang opened his eyes wide, trying to take a closer look at the sword pouch to get some clues.

But I looked left, right, up and down, but still couldn't see any way.

Is it a show-off?

Or maybe it's because I don't have enough eyesight that I can't see it?
  Chen Jiagong came out and wanted to lift the sword pouch with both hands, but suddenly found that the sword pouch became quite heavy, and it became heavier and heavier, almost like a stone.

Wang Daozhang, who had been observing secretly, shouted loudly: "Mr. Chen, let go!"

boom!
  It wasn't that Princess Chen Jia let go, but that she couldn't hold on, and the sword pouch fell directly to the ground with a heavy sound.

boom!
  The entire ground seemed to be shaken by the shock, as if an earth dragon had descended.

giggle!
  The weird twisting sound was so heartbreaking that it seemed like a mechanism had been opened somewhere.

This sound came from the sword pouch on the ground.

Everyone was startled and subconsciously took two steps back.

This is people's instinctive reaction when faced with unknown changes.

Whoohoo!
  The wind in the courtyard suddenly picked up, blowing dust so much that it was difficult to open one's eyes.

The wind was not only strong, but also had a chilly feeling, which made my hair stand on end when it blew on me.

"Chen Liubai..."

The erratic and eerie shouts seemed to come from deep underground.

But this time, it’s the ancient sword bag that’s calling out!
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  (End of this chapter)

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