It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 110: Suppressing the House and Destroying Evil
  As soon as Li Qinglin walked into the study, a gloomy air hit his face. Without seeing it, he could even see wisps of gray-white mist accumulating on the bookshelves and beams.

Gao Jiren, who was sitting in front of the table, was even more haunted by evil spirits, and the energy and blood all over his body were weak and dim. According to this trend, he might not survive until the end of the month.

"Dad! Let me introduce to you, this is Li Qinglin, Mr. Li, the flag bearer of the Division of Punishment, personally passed down by Wulao Qingxinzhai."

Gao Jingshu introduced to Gao Juren.

"Li has seen Gao Juren!" Li Qinglin cupped his hands and said.

When the high-ranking people saw Li Qinglin's tall and straight body, with a white sword on his waist, and his movements like an eagle watching a wolf, his eyes lit up and he praised,
  "Since ancient times, heroes have been young, so I have asked you to call me my nephew. I heard Jing Shu mention you, and when I saw you today, it turned out to be true!"

Gao Li, who was standing aside, couldn't help but feel a little disgusted when he saw this scene. Looking at Li Qinglin's back, he was full of evil, always feeling that Li Qinglin would divide the Gaofu family property.

"Dad, Mr. Li's martial arts skills are not weak. He is even punished by the court. He has evil aura in his body and his official star is high. Maybe he can defeat evil spirits!"

Gao Jiren did not answer Gao Jingshu's words.

During this period, there are still fewer martial arts officials invited? But they only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.

I don't know where the evil spirit came from, but it came and went like the wind, invisible. If Gao Jingshu hadn't said firmly that she had seen a ghost, Gao Jiren would have thought that his end was near.

and……

Li Qinglin is too young.

There is more or less distrust in people's hearts.

If one rashly intervenes in this matter, not to mention whether the evil can be punished, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing, and there is a risk of getting burned.

After all, Gao Jingshu was so eager to save her father that she lost her composure, so she rushed to the doctor in a hurry, but she never thought about the consequences of this matter.

Gao Juren coughed, and then said to Li Qinglin with a smile,
  "Let my nephew laugh. Let's do this. Let Jingshu take my nephew around. I have a painting room with a collection of calligraphy and paintings by famous artists. My nephew can visit it, and I will take care of my eyes."

"father!"

Gao Jingshu's voice was clear and she was a little angry. She felt that Gao Jiren had a stubborn personality and looked down on Li Qinglin and was unwilling to let him help.

But Gao Jiren waved his hand, his attitude was firm and he didn't want to say more.

The Gaofu Mansion occupies a small area, the decoration is even ordinary, and there is no water pavilion or attic.

It's just quiet and elegant, with bluestone paths and greenery, making it look quite elegant.

Walking in the corridor of the courtyard, Gao Jingshu said apologetically to Li Qinglin,
  "Mr. Li, my father has always been like this, don't be offended."

"Nothing, nothing. I wonder if you could take me to your father's bedroom?"

"Oh, here, I will lead the way for Mr. Li..."

A moment later, Li Qinglin walked out of Gao Juren's bedroom, his eyes flickering, and he suddenly asked,
  "Since your Majesty is the one who set the exam this Qiuwei, may I ask why you don't take the exam?"

Gao Jingshu heard this and explained,

"Mr. Li perhaps doesn't know that in the imperial examination of our great Jiang, the examiner and the examiner cannot be the same person, and there is a move to avoid suspicion, that is, the disciples of the examiner cannot participate in the examination in the same year."

Hearing this, Li Qinglin had some doubts in his heart.

At first, he heard that Gao Jiren was one of the people who set the questions for the imperial examination. After the house was haunted, he guessed that someone might be raising ghosts to steal the papers, and he became a gentleman in Liangshang.

But now when I go to Gaofu, I see that this ghost is not just trying to steal documents, but he also wants to save people's lives!

This is strange.

Raising ghosts to steal scrolls, their whereabouts are secretive, leaving almost no traces, just leave after stealing.

Why go to such trouble to use the ghost to devour the essence of the high-level person and make him die suddenly!

This would be unwise.

After all, Gao Juren can be regarded as the old man in the Chinese literati group in Feng County. Once he dies suddenly, trouble will surely arise.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a noise coming from the front door of Gao Mansion.

Then they saw the door open, Gao Kuo and the housekeeper of Gao Mansion personally greeted him, and Gao Li stood respectfully at the door.

When Li Qinglin saw this, he felt a little curious. Who deserves to be treated with such caution by Gao Fu?

The sound of humming chanting came, and a moment later, two boys and girls sprinkled nectar from willow branches and came forward to clear the way.

Behind him, there are four strong men, holding incense burners, holding three-pronged bells, passing the tokens of salvation, sprinkling gold foil, and moving like the wind.

And amidst the lingering incense and gold foil, a Taoist priest wearing a feather robe, eight feet tall, with a thin waist tied to the back, an immortal Taoist spirit, and a hand holding the Ziwu Jue, floated up.

Not to mention others, even Li Qinglin, who had seen it with his own eyes and even killed immortal cultivators, was stunned.

The Taoist with long eyebrows stopped in front of the door and looked at the sky above Gao Mansion with a serious look on his face.
  "Sure enough, there are evil spirits causing trouble! I'm afraid they are not shallow!"

Hearing this, Gao Kuo and others welcomed him into the mansion with respectful expressions.

But after Taoist Changmei entered the house, he looked around and wandered around. The more he looked, his face became ugly.
  "This ghost has a history, and may even have escaped from the land of immortals. To catch this ghost, I will lose twenty years of my power..."

At the end of the sentence, Taoist Changmei's tone became awkward.

"It doesn't matter, Master, please do me a favor. I have a hundred taels of silver to offer."

Gao Kuo heard the sound of the string and knew its meaning, and immediately called people to bring some silver from the treasury.

The long-browed Taoist nodded, and suddenly saw Li Qinglin, especially his punishment belt, and took a look at it, frowning and saying,
  "Isn't this person from Gao Mansion?"

Gao Kuo explained,
  "Oh, this Mr. Li was invited by my young lady. She also has good intentions and wants to see the master's illness."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the long-browed Taoist looked at Li Qinglin with more or less a hint of hostility.

After that, Taoist Changmei opened an altar in the courtyard to consecrate the ritual instruments, with Chinese flags on the left and right fluttering in the wind.

The two Taoist boys sat on the altar, chanted sutras, and prayed.

Taoist Taoist Changmei was fighting in the courtyard while chanting incantations.

Then, everyone waited for nightfall to reveal the trace of the evil spirit.

Li Qinglin watched Taoist Changmei's performance with great interest at first, but the more he watched, the more boring he became.

This Taoist with long eyebrows doesn't have any spiritual power fluctuations in his body. He is proficient in martial arts, but it seems that he is only in the bone-penetrating realm.

On the other hand, the incantation he recited was quite mysterious, as if it came from some fairy scripture. Those who heard it felt peaceful and relaxed, and their minds were clear.

Li Qinglin's soul power has now greatly increased. When he heard the scriptures, he could faintly feel some strange movements in his soul. His soul, which was growing rapidly and a little impetuous, became much more transparent.

After studying the scriptures for a while, I saw that Taoist Changmei seemed tired of chanting the scriptures and pretended to meditate into trance.

Li Qinglin asked Gao Jingshu to resign.

After all, he didn't want to stay in Gaofu and compete with this Taoist with long eyebrows.

But after all, Gao Jingshu was kind to him.

After thinking about it, Li Qinglin took out a fang from his arms.

These are the fangs on the tiger's upper jaw, which contain evil energy and can kill evil and expel ghosts.

After thinking about it, Li Qinglin felt a little unsafe, so he opened his palm, forced out a wisp of blood, and smeared it on his fangs.

What's strange is that this ray of blood still has a faint golden color, and it doesn't drip when it encounters the fangs. It seems to have its own divine will, covering the fangs, and the golden light flashes, and then falls silent.

After informing Gao Jingshu, Li Qinglin hung the tiger fang in front of Gao Juren's bedroom door, then turned and left. It's just that when Li Qinglin left, no one saw him off except Gao Jingshu. Gao Jiren only said a few polite words and stopped paying attention.

……

The sky was dark, and the lonely stars broke out of the night.

The late autumn moisture is soaked in the air.

The lights in Gao Mansion were brightly lit, and many servants were hiding in their rooms, looking at the altar in the courtyard with fearful expressions.

Gao Jiren had already gone to bed and fell asleep.

The people on the left and right retreated, and Gao Li walked to Taoist Changmei and asked in a low voice,
  "Master, may I ask if there is really a ghost in your home?"

When the long-browed Taoist heard this, his expression remained unchanged, but his heart was beating.

How could he know if there were ghosts? He didn't practice Dharma and didn't cultivate his divine will.

At that time, I was just pioneering in the wilderness, and accidentally discovered a place where Qi practitioners were buried, and gained some inheritance. However, although I had low-grade spiritual roots, I had no guidance from a master, and I had not obtained the immortal cultivation techniques, so I had no way to cultivate immortality.

Relying on the method of asking gods to make altars and a book "Shangdong Yunji Soul God's Notes", I have encountered several lonely ghosts over the years, but they were all surrendered by relying on the mouth of the altar and scriptures.

Seeing that Taoist Changmei didn't answer, Gao Li glanced left and right and said,
  "Regardless of whether there are ghosts or not, I wonder if Taoist Changmei could be more aggressive and make a scene to really drive away the ghosts!"

Upon hearing this, Taoist Changmei immediately understood the meaning of Gao Li's words. He said awkwardly,

"How can we cultivators create trouble out of nothing and rely on fairy magic to confuse others?"

Gao Li felt a little regretful when he heard this.

"You have to pay more."

The long-browed Taoist's voice came faintly.

……

The alarm has sounded twice.

Many people in Gao Mansion were drowsy and exhausted.

Taoist Changmei got another windfall, and he was so excited that he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Instead, he hopes that a lonely ghost will appear and show himself, letting everyone know how powerful he is.

Changmei Taoist waits until the sky reaches the sky, lights the candle, burns a stream of incense respectfully, and says loudly,

"Master Xianzun is here, the mortal disciple Gu Tairan is in Gaofu to catch demons and suppress the house, drive away evil spirits and cure diseases. I hope Xianzun will bless you. God Zhu Yingying, Zhu Zhongyouqing, draw talismans to ban ghosts, and set up the altar!"

As soon as the words fell, a group of boy warriors waved their flags and moved.

Taoist Changmei took out his sword, dipped a willow branch in rootless water, dusted the sword, took cinnabar, and drew a few decent talismans.

As soon as the magic talisman was burned, Taoist Taoist Changmei sternly said,

"Hey! Monster, why don't you do it yet!"

Everyone in Gao Mansion was not sleepy at all at this moment. Gao Kuo stood guard by the door, staring closely at the magic talisman.

Gao Jingshu couldn't stay at the Dharma altar due to the incompatibility of her zodiac signs, so she was 'invited' to the boudoir by Taoist Changmei.

When I heard this movement, I clenched my sleeves with my little hands and looked out the window from time to time.

Gao Li had a smile on his lips, and the veins on his hands protruded from excitement.

The tall man in the bedroom huddled under the quilt, his eyes closed tightly, but his eyeballs rolled from time to time.

He wasn't nervous at first, but he was frightened by the long-browed Taoist's battle, and he felt worried and anxious in his heart.

The night wind blew by, picking up the ashes of the talisman.

Taoist Changmei took two more talismans and burned them, but there was nothing strange in the yard.

Just when everyone was feeling a little strange, suddenly...

It's windy.

In the blink of an eye, the entire mansion was shrouded in pale mist.

The door is connected to the door, and everything is desolate. The cold wind blows over the shoulders, as if a ghost is in front of you.

The long-browed Taoist opened his eyes and saw a shadow coming from the mist.

Taoist Changmei was overjoyed at first and was about to recite a mantra to ward off evil spirits.

But I saw this shadow, which was about ten feet tall, with bloody hair and red eyes, holding a white skeleton in both hands, with corpse nails nailed on its back, and under its feet, there was a sinister energy like a snake!

When Taoist Changmei saw this, he was so frightened that he was scared to death. Knowing that he was in trouble, he screamed miserably,
  "My life is over!"

The blood-haired ghost opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of yin energy. The long-browed Taoist could not scream, but fell down on the spot. The sword fell to the ground, knocking over the altar.

"Immortal Master!"

"Taoist Priest!"

Everyone exclaimed, they did not have immortal roots, nor had they cultivated their spirits, so they could not see the appearance of the blood-haired ghost. However, seeing the fog in the courtyard and the sudden appearance of the long-browed Taoist falling to the ground, they did not know that the ghost was coming!
  A group of Taoist boys and warriors fled in all directions.

Gao Li was so frightened that he crawled under the bed in the room, only to see that there were already people under the bed.

Without saying a word, he pulled a person's leg and held it outside.

The man whose leg was grabbed almost fainted from fright and begged for mercy one after another.
  "Master, please don't pull me away, the bed over there is still empty!"

In the courtyard, Gao Kuo stood in front of Gao Juren's door as if facing a formidable enemy. His energy and blood were gushing out. He was holding a big sword and glaring angrily.

When qi and blood meet yin qi, it is like boiling oil entering water, making a gurgling and burning sound, and a pungent and dizzying smell.

But this blood-haired ghost was extremely ferocious. With a casual grab, Gao Kuo's energy and blood were suppressed, and there were a series of nail scratches on his body. The wounds were black and blue, and the blood was dark purple.

Gao Kuo groaned and took a step back. The light of the knife in his hand poured out like splashing water, but was swallowed up by the Yin Qi that gradually filled the air.

"Master, don't panic, as long as I'm here, this evil spirit can't get into your body!"

Gao Kuo spat out a mouthful of blood, moved his eyes quickly, and opened his eyelids wide, but there was no trace of the blood-haired ghost at all.

Gao Jingshu, who was in the side room, heard the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling outside the house and the sound of Gao Kuo drawing a knife.

Unable to hold it in any longer, he pushed the door open and walked out.

"If you want to kill my father, take my life first!"

Gao Jingshu hit the fou and shouted, her graceful figure was like the wind, blowing away the Yin Qi, but she was swallowed up by the Yin Qi that gradually came in...

When the blood-haired ghost saw Gao Jingshu's figure, his eyes showed a trace of greed, and he rolled up the mist and left.

"Miss!"

When Gao Kuo saw the mist rolling in, swallowing Gao Jingshu completely, his eyes could not help but burst with tears of blood.

Just in time,

A ray of Yin energy filled the air and touched the tiger fangs on the door.

Everyone only heard a roar of tigers, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

The courtyard was suddenly filled with red light!
  (End of this chapter)