The world of Taoism

Chapter 161 Forging Magical Artifacts

White notes were falling all over the sky, and suppressed cries could be heard faintly from all around.

The whole scene had a sense of sadness, and the three couldn't help but become serious.

The carriage passed through the crowd, paper money floated on the roof, and Mr. Yin Yang's scriptures for salvation echoed all around.

"Zhai Lord has faith, reverence and sincerity.

I am recommending Schering, and I will be coming soon.

Four births and six realms, ten types of lonely ghosts.

Those who heard it ascended to heaven and went to the Zhuling meeting together. "

The person who recited the scriptures was also an official of the Jingtian Division, and this type of talent for saving the dead was not high.

Although it can transcend the soul of the dead, so that it will not harm the world after death.

But it can only save the dead, and there is no way to meet real ghosts.

However, such officials are generally hereditary and their positions are very stable.

Their scriptures and singing tones are generally passed on orally, from male to female, and most people can't learn it even if they want to.

As the scriptures were read out, the atmosphere became serious.

The scriptures seem to have an influence on hearts.

There was crying all around, accompanied by the loud suona sound. Although everyone was crying loudly, they felt a sense of peace in their hearts.

Relatives or Yu Bei, others have also sang.

What is the way to die, the body is the same as the mountain.

Although the scene was very sad, Zhou Xuan didn't have any obvious feelings, maybe it didn't happen to him.

The reason why there is this transcendence ceremony is that the official way of handling it is actually very sloppy.

Because there were too many people, they were afraid of a plague, so they simply dug a hole and buried them all.

It is estimated that I am afraid that people will poke my spine, so I organized this transcendence ceremony.

There is a new piece of soil on the right side of the platform, and an object is covered with a red cloth.

Judging from the outline, it should be a stone monument.

At this time, the beating of gongs and drums stopped, and a Mr. Yin Yang in a colorful cassock made a gesture of invitation.

At this time, Lian Hongyu said: "Go up, we are still toasting at the end."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Xuan was puzzled.

I have never participated in this kind of Fa conference, so I don't know the specific process.

"Open the tombstone and toast three glasses of wine."

Fu Jian said: "You put an end to the Luotou clan's rebellion, and you are equivalent to their savior. If you go up to toast in person, it can be regarded as a beginning and an end."

"Okay!" Zhou Xuan thought for a while and said.

Zhou Xuan tidied up his clothes, then walked towards the carriage.

The crowd parted ways, and thousands of people beside them silently stared at Zhou Xuan.

Officials promoted Zhou Xuan and others as firefighting heroes, and they were the ones who stopped the fire.

Although they did not save their relatives, it also made other people survive.

Among these people are their families.

So their emotions are mixed, some resentment, some gratitude, or both.

It was the first time for Zhou Xuan to be watched by thousands of people, and he was really not used to it at first, but gradually calmed down in the end.

Comprehending the true meaning of purity in the hustle and bustle may be the practice method of Qingjing Sutra.

At this moment, Zhou Xuan realized something, and felt that his state of mind had improved a lot.

Zhou Xuan came to the stone tablet, lifted it, and there were densely packed names on it, covering the entire stone tablet.

Every name represents a life.

No matter how prominent or poor they were during their lifetime, they still left only a small name after death.

Relatives or Yu Bei, others have also sang.

No matter how sad you are now, you still have to forget it later.

Live how you want to live, and will not change because of losing someone.

This is also the sadness of death. Perhaps many people want to pursue longevity because they are afraid of the loneliness of death.

Mr. Yin Yang is an old man. The old man's clothes are weird, with all kinds of strange beast patterns embroidered on them, colorful and dazzling.

Mr. Yin Yang brought three glasses of wine, Zhou Xuan took one, and sprinkled the first glass amidst Mr. Yin Yang's desolate tone.

The wine quickly sank into the ground, as if someone really drank it underground.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Zhou Xuan.

After three cups, Zhou Xuan felt that the dull atmosphere around him was gone, as if something had disappeared.

"This is?" Zhou Xuan turned to look at Mr. Yin Yang.

"People have been saved and ascended to heaven, so there will be no more troubles in the future." Mr. Yin Yang said.

"I see."

Zhou Xuan thought he had to come up to help save the souls of the dead, but it seemed that he had nothing to do with him.

Industry specializing in surgery.

In terms of saving the dead, Mr. Yin Yang is a professional.

Mr. Yin Yang specializes in taking care of funerals, and I don't know how many generations, he still has this ability.

At this time, the family members of the deceased were tired from crying and dispersed one after another.

After most of the people left, Zhou Xuan faintly heard sighs of regret, as if he was reluctant to let his relatives leave.

Zhou Xuan was thoughtful.

In fact, they don't know that this is not a so-called natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

Some people took their lives for their so-called strength and belief.

These people themselves did nothing wrong.

"The law of the jungle is the law of nature." Zhou Xuan sighed.

Because ordinary people are weak, they are always the ones who suffer.

Although Zhou Xuan looks powerful now, he is actually no different from these ordinary people.

Once there is a more powerful existence, then he will become a fish on the chopping board like these ordinary people.

At this moment, I remembered the conversation with the White Crane God just yesterday.

"If the world really needs me, then do my part..."

If you are successful, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be alone.

Zhou Xuan turned and left, not for others, but also for himself.

There is no one in the world who possesses unique skills but can survive the world safely.

The White Crane God saw through this point, so he chose not to learn any killing spells.

Zhou Xuan has the supreme righteous method, which is the place to restrain evil spirits.

Having nothing to say all the way, Zhou Xuan returned to Zhou's house.

Taking out the esoteric method of refining corpses, Zhou Xuan planned to learn the method of refining corpses.

There is great power in numbers, this is an eternal truth.

Zombies are different from corpses, the former is a weapon, or a method.

But to learn to practice corpses, you must first learn to drive corpses.

If you want to drive the corpse well and quickly, you need the help of magic tools.

The name of the dead body bell is very domineering, it is called the innate yin and yang fairy induction bell.

The name is too long, so it is generally called the corpse bell.

Use the bell to control the zombie's movement, and adjust the zombie's target to the extent that it is like an arm.

The secret law book says: "The bell is made of hundred forged fine iron, with a square of seven inches. A craftsman must be able to carve it. Talk less, burn incense in the air, recite the mantra three times first, and then forge the bell."

At midnight, put the bell in a cloth bag and put it in the sleeve of the left hand, do not see it with others, recite the mantra seven times a day, and burn incense sincerely.

Don't touch women, old people, don't get close to weddings and funerals.

Avoid cattle, dogs, turtles and other animals.

Keep it in your sleeves at all times other than going to the bathroom.

In addition, an altar needs to be placed.

The purpose is to create a feeling between people and objects.

Only after doing rituals can he interact with the bell, stamp his brand on it, and turn it into a real magic weapon.

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(End of this chapter)