The Ninth Lady is a rebellious person.

Chapter 169 Found a treasure!
Lang Jiuchuan returned to the Zen room and saw a human figure wrapped on his bed, and he paused.

The human figure moved, quietly pulled back the quilt a little, looked over, and stared at Lang Jiuchuan.

puff.

Jianlan saw that it was her, lifted the quilt and jumped down, saying, "Miss, you are back."

"What are you doing in my bed?"

Jianlan lowered her voice and said, "I came to see that you were not here. I was afraid that someone would find out and cause trouble, so... You don't know that something big happened in Jingchan Temple."

"Oh?"

"Although it hasn't been spread, the old lady of the Pei family sent someone to tell Madam that the fourth Miss Qi is missing and they are looking for her." Jianlan said mysteriously, "It was her personal maid who found out she was missing. No one knew where she went. She didn't bring anyone with her."

"She's dead."

"Oh." Jianlan screamed: "What?"

Lang Jiuchuan covered her mouth, looked at her with fear in her eyes, and asked, "It wasn't you who did it?" He smiled and said, "Don't worry, it wasn't me."

That's good.

Jianlan relaxed, took her hands off, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is he really dead?"

Lang Jiuchuan nodded, thought for a moment, asked about her and Daxiaoman's birth dates, frowned, and said, "Keep the talisman I gave you close to you and don't carry it around outside. I'll draw a few more talismans later. Keep one for Daxiaoman and give the rest to the others."

Jianlan's mind moved: "By dividing it, do you mean giving it to the Madam?"

"Qi Si's death was bizarre and strange. I'm afraid it wasn't an ordinary homicide, but she died at the hands of evil spirits. Do you understand?" Lang Jiuchuan said, "After her death, I think the Zen temple won't be very peaceful in the next two days, so let our people not run around, especially since we have had a conflict with her."

The matter of fighting for the Zen temple had indeed attracted attention, and Qi Si was a relative of the imperial concubine in the palace. Even if the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery was not a true royal relative, they were still related relatives, and their identity was more troublesome than Qi Xinyu's.

The Kaiping Marquis' Mansion is currently facing a talent gap and is in a weak position. If it really goes against the Zhongyong Marquis' Mansion, it will be at a disadvantage. After all, the Marquis' Mansion has a golden thigh who is a royal concubine, while what does the Lang family have?
Even the decree from the Duke is waiting for approval pitifully.

If the title is lost because of this, wouldn't the second branch become the sinner and thorn in the flesh of the entire Lang family?
so troublesome!
Lang Jiuchuan rubbed his forehead.

"I will arrange it. Miss, do you want to catch up on some sleep? I will make you some longan tea. Drink it and then sleep for a while. No matter who comes, I will be with you all night." Jianlan saw that her face was not very good and felt a little distressed. She didn't care whether Fourth Miss Qi was dead or alive.

Lang Jiuchuan nodded. She didn’t want to catch up on sleep, but wanted to go to the Xiaojiu Tower to try out the effect of soul nourishment.

While Jianlan was making tea, Lang Jiuchuan took out cinnabar and yellow paper, summoned a talisman pen, melted the cinnabar liquid, and began to draw talismans.

However, just as she picked up the pen, the inheritance that Master Basil had passed on to her emerged in her mind. There was also a talisman that protected her body. It was a fusion of Buddhist and Taoist ideas, and had a better effect in protecting herself and warding off evil spirits.

But she has never practiced Zen, so she cannot understand Buddhism.

Did the wizard think too highly of her?
Lang Jiuchuan remembered the tone in his voice when he said he thought the story was too long and didn't want to say anything at all. He couldn't help but close his eyes slightly. After all, he didn't bother to imitate the talisman, nor did he comprehend the Buddha's meaning. Even if the talisman he drew was exactly the same, it was just a pattern, not a spirit.

She's not in a hurry.

Lang Jiuchuan calmed down and continued to write according to what he knew. When Jianlan came in with tea, she was drawing talismans and didn't dare to disturb her. She just waited quietly.

Lang Jiuchuan drew several talismans in a row, his face was as white as snow, and he handed them all to Jianlan: "Take them out to distribute at dawn. Oh, and give one to Old Madam Pei and Grandma Pei San to thank them for the gift."

When Cui took her to meet the people, the two men gave her a gift, so she should give them a return gift.

Jianlan agreed.

She left the meditation room and was no longer sleepy, so she sat in the meditation room next door which was used for servants. She took out the stack of talismans and folded them one by one into triangular talismans, just like Lang Jiuchuan had folded them for her before.

Lang Jiuchuan summoned out the Small Nine Towers.

The general made a sound of "wow", circled around it, and said: "The tower is still the same tower, how come it has become smaller, and the color..."

The tower still has nine floors, but the color is dazzling black with a low purple tint. Under the orange light, it looks extremely mysterious and noble.

After being re-tempered, the Vajra Tower has completely turned into the nine-story Gang Tower that Lang Jiuchuan wanted. It still carries the righteous power of thunder and lightning, not to mention that Lang Jiuchuan also added a Taoist pattern that can kill evil spirits, which is equivalent to three magical uses.

But Lang Jiuchuan believed that it was far more than that, because the relics of Master Basil were being refined in the tower along with the power of thunder and lightning.

In other words, this tower has incorporated the relics of Master Basil, which is equivalent to the spiritual consciousness of the wooden fish.

Jiang Che listened to Lang Jiuchuan's explanation and was shocked. He said, "The Master is indeed a Master. He can actually peek into the secrets of the heavens so far away and wait until today."

Lang Jiuchuan also agreed, stroking the Little Nine Tower, and said: "The secrets of heaven can be glimpsed, but the price to pay is not something that ordinary people can bear. I don't know what the mage is thinking to glimpse such a fatal secret."

The wooden fish didn't make any sound, as if it didn't understand the test.

Lang Jiuchuan curled his lips and stopped talking. He sat cross-legged on the bed, holding up the Xiaojiu Pagoda with both hands. With a thought, he silently chanted a spell, and his soul and Jiang Che entered the Xiaojiu Pagoda together.

The evil spirit in the tower has been completely eliminated. It is no longer gloomy, but instead is filled with spiritual energy. The Taoist patterns carved on the tower body emit a faint golden light, and Taoist talismans float in the air, like elves, soothing tired and fragile souls.

He rolled around in it and sighed, saying, this is the spiritual tower.

Lang Jiuchuan felt it carefully and was even more surprised. She understood the wonderful use of Master Basil's relics refined in the tower. It was the merits he had accumulated over many years of practice, all transformed into the Buddhist and Taoist principles he had comprehended. In the process, she could nourish her soul while comprehending the Buddhist and Taoist principles he had realized.

This is equivalent to him teaching her in front of her, but how much she can understand depends on her luck. After all, the master only leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you.

Lang Jiuchuan knelt on the ground again, with his forehead against the ground, kneeling to his master selflessly.

The spirit of the wooden fish watched quietly without saying a word, not knowing what this girl would become when she grew up. He hoped not to let the wizard's hard work go to waste, as it was a wait that was exchanged for the great cycle of reincarnation.

Lang Jiuchuan stood up, his mind moved again, and he changed the spell. The talisman in the tower changed instantly, turning into Gangzheng's fierce and domineering Taoist meaning, and the powerful pressure turned into golden light.

Muyu and Jiangche howled at the same time: "We are spirits too. Should you say hello when you injure your allies?"

Lang Jiuchuan felt the pressure and his eyes curved into an arc.

What a treasure!