The temptation of the wizard

"Stop!" There was an angry shout from the temple, and then a golden light fell on the shrine maiden. It was Kuma Shan who was full of anger, and his eyes showed uncontrollable fear.

The witch stopped her hand and said calmly: "I will use the power of the will, I can consider forgiving you."

The great monk gasped for breath, and gritted his teeth after a long time: "After the First World War last year, the poor monk knew that you would eventually break through to the Void Return, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon."

The witch is silent.

A scroll slipped from Kumashan's sleeve, which seemed to be made of some kind of leaf splicing. He handed it to Zhu Yuntai and said: "The poor monks have been enlightened for many years."

The gimbal took the scroll and unfolded it, and it was filled with densely packed small characters and various handprints. The handwriting became newer as it went on, like research notes, which should not have been written by Kumasan once in the past.

It states that since Kumasan was exiled to hell map three hundred years ago, he also rushed all the way to the lotus sea, only to find that he had nowhere to go, and he was desperate, but he did read many Buddhist scriptures and was proficient in Buddhism. After convincing the other party by discussing the truth with others, he discovered the existence of the Xuan Li Xiaguang. He once thought that superfluous evil spirits and collecting aspirations were also a way to master the map of hell. Maybe he could get rid of the shackles by this, so he went to the wild ghost village to promote the Dharma and study Willing to practice the law.

Until I met Li Hongdou more than eighty years later, Li Hongdou had not yet returned to the emptiness, but he had great knowledge, a lofty realm, and many more fantastic ideas. Kumashan has benefited a lot from his discussions for seven days.In the second year after Li Hongdou left, he finally collected the power for the first time.

I wish Yuntai finished browsing the contents of the scroll in a moment, and I was quite surprised.

Kumashan listed many imaginations related to aspiration. For example, the higher the cultivation level of the ghost, the stronger the aspiration generated, and the law of the believer's contribution to the aspiration, etc., his practice method of the aspiration body It is also recorded in it, the various theories and printing methods can be called whimsical, I wish Yuntai is also eye-opening.

But Yuntai's thoughts are far more profound than wishing to power the Dharma body and getting rid of hell-the truth about human practice and inheritance.

One thousand and five hundred years ago, hundreds of saints were born one after another, leaving behind many spiritual inheritances, as well as a large number of strange legends that do not belong to the world, ancient myths, the world of yellow springs, gods and animals, and so on.

If the ancient saints really smuggled from the world of Huangquan, if they were born to know it, it means that they have received spiritual education in another world, and that world is their source.

So why are they expending their efforts to preach in this other world?

This mere human world is nothing compared to the mythological world in their words. What can they see?

At this moment, Zhu Yuntai has a bold idea about this.

"I will verify your experience. If you find that the agency is secretly calculating, you must be wiped out. During this time, you can no longer swallow ghosts or do evil. If you violate it, you will also be wiped out."

I wish Yuntai left with two "ashes flying away," Kumo dare not speak.

After leaving the picture of hell, I wish Yuntai a peace of mind to recuperate. Two days later, he will be full of spirits, the immortal body has just begun, and he is even more refreshing. The "cinnabar" between the eyebrows has added a bit of beauty to the world.

On the eleventh, at sunrise, Zhu Yuntai came to the outside of the witch temple and put on the host's vestments.

It was a dark red robe, embroidered with sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, Chinese insects, flowers and plants, etc., messy and not chaotic, full of antiquity, it fits the shape of Zhu Yuntai.

Immediately, under the guidance of the elders, walked into the witch temple to perform sacrifices. After the elder Jizi Xing Bufan recites the sacrificial texts, the new presiding officer must worship the twelve witch gods with incense. I lit the sandalwood, but when I knelt down, I felt a strange force supporting my knees. Suddenly, a gloomy wind appeared out of thin air, but the sandalwood on his hand was extinguished.

All the elders were shocked when they saw this.

Zhu Yuntai's eyebrows are slightly frowned, and once again he buckles his fingers and burns the incense, sincerely eager to kneel, but feels that the nine-yin statues, the Zhurong statues, and the Liaoshou statues in front of you are sending an invisible force of extreme tenacity, if not for the great power of the Yuntai Rising, this time it will be swept out of the palace.

"I don't agree?" Zhu hostess looked up and said: "I have worshiped you for twenty-six years, and now I have come to reject me? Don't think about it, don't agree with me, and I will drive you out of the witchcraft world carefully! "

After talking about luck, he pressed his knees with a successful force, and instantly defeated the force under the knees, and knelt down smoothly. After three prayers, he inserted the sandalwood into the incense burner, and then strode out of the temple to the ancestral temple next to him.

All the elders recovered at this time, and their pupils shrank.

This new host... just said... you want to drive the witch god out of the witch gate?

Chapter 317: A Late Confession

I wish Yuntai finally did not appear to be "stamped" by the god master card when he met the ancestors and sages. Presumably, these ancestors do not have the mighty power of the shaman to express their opinions across borders. I don't know if they all agree with this shaman to be the master. Up.

No matter what the elders think, the ceremony is complete, and Zhuyuntai, whose gender is a mystery, will eventually become the 46th presiding officer of the Zuwu Temple. He then presides over the Dharma frame lecture hall and lectures for the witches until sunset.

This is Zhu Yuntai’s first lecture in the Ancestral Witch Temple. Since I don’t know how much the witches have accepted the new witchcraft, I started from the beginning, and it is broader and deeper than what Cao Lang usually said. After Cao Lang's course, I am afraid that few of the maidens can understand, but the moment is just right. All the maidens are full of enlightenment, and they all return with full satisfaction. They are even more convinced by this new host.

In fact, even if "she" was passed on in a mess, no one in the temple dared to question "she". After all, she was one of the two highest cultivation bases in the history of the witch school. The first genius and miracle of witchcraft, such prestige is enough to shock people. .

The host of this Zhu Wu Temple was not born, and he used to live as a guest. However, the host naturally needs a place to live. After discussion by the elders, the "Shui Yun Xuan" on the south bank of the Gonggong Peak Biyun Lake was used as the host of Zhu. The past three days have been packed.

Shuiyunxuan was built facing the abyss in the south, and across the lake from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pagoda on the north. When it was first built, it was only a viewing platform. Later, many witches came here to practice. It was inconvenient when it rained and snowed, so a tile roof was added. , And then I don’t know who disliked the wind here, and added a wall...Slowly it became a pavilion, but it was also quite decent.

When Cao Lang led Zhu Yuntai to Shuiyunxuan, the sky was completely dark, and the wind was very strong on the cliff, causing lanterns to flicker and red tents fluttering.

Cao Lang looked embarrassed and explained in a low voice: "I told the elders that the teacher is a real person, but they don't seem to agree. They only said that the teacher is elegant and must arrange an elegant residence, so I decided this... this leaky place. Yaju, the disciple is ashamed."

Zhu Yuntai smiled, "Let it go, if your character does not plan to change, you can ask Elder Wen for more help in the future."

Cao Lang naturally agreed.

Her cultivation is the lowest among the people in Nanta Village, but the one who inherited Zhuyuntai's knowledge is the most. She is willing to learn everything, and only she can truly study the teacher's knowledge.

Epidemic Mavericks are playful, Tong Shanshan has no desires and desires, Yu Linling and Xiao Qing both seek cultivation and detachment, and they are far less studious than Cao Lang.

Zhu Yuntai also prefers her to inherit her own knowledge-that is also the ability that Yuntai is most proud of. If Cao Lang can apply what she has learned, future achievements will not be lower than Xiaoyu and Xiaoqing.

The group of people entered the house and still sat on the ground, the same as when they were in the Houtu Temple in Nanta Village. Hua Zhixue, Hu Meiniang, and Lao Bai also sat beside them.

Zhu Yuntai glanced at everyone, feeling very pleased, and said: "The Eighth Master will fight the Sanjiao on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month. As agreed, Lijiazhuang is also on the side of the Sanjiao, but Pei Jianqing will probably not be able to participate in the war. At this time, Lijiazhuang All directions will inevitably gather, Xiao Niu, Shan, Xiao Yu, Xiao Qing, you will leave for Lijiazhuang tomorrow to help my third brother maintain order." Said Shi He and Epidemic Xiao Niu changed his eyes, quite mysterious.

Xiaoshan and the others agreed, and the host Zhu said to Cao Lang again: "I will go to watch the battle in a few days, but I will make some arrangements in the temple first, and Cao Lang will study with me."

Cao Lang was happy, and the other disciples also smiled.

The matter was agreed, and Teacher Zhu explained to the people their questions about their practice. He told them to go back to their rooms until no one asked questions, but he asked the epidemic calf to call Wen Ruo Ling to come.

Everyone stepped back, but Hu Meiniang was still sitting in the corner, drinking with a hip flask, her cheeks flushed, and she looked at Zhu Yuntai quite drunk.

The wind was strong on the cliff, and a little bit of snowflakes was involved, and the candles in the house were dangling.

Quite bleak.

The drunk and dim Hu Meiniang fixedly looked at the figure in the white shirt and red dress in front of her, her beautiful eyes gradually moistened, and she suddenly said softly, "I wish Yuntai, I like you."

The wind suddenly became quieter, and it seemed that he couldn't bear to cover up the most precious confession from his daughter's family.

The Hua Zhixue, Xiao Qing and others who were hiding in the corner took a breath, and really admired the courage of the fox spirit. It would undoubtedly take great courage to say "I like you" to the immortal in the Baodan realm. Especially when this person is more beautiful than her.

Hua Zhixue cursed in a low voice: "Shameful! As the commander of Qinghuatai, I actually seduce a man..." After speaking, he was taken aback, "Huh? It seems that something is wrong..."

Xiaoqing reminded: "My teacher is not a man." After finishing speaking, he was taken aback, "It seems that something is wrong..."

Xiao Yu rewarded them all.

Wu Man looked at Hu Mei Niang, his eyes calm.

The drunk state adds to the charming state, Hu Meiniang's skin is like a peach blossom, her eyes are rippling, she bit her red lips, she is short of breath due to tension and anxiety, and her beautiful chest rises and falls violently, rippling with a style that is enough to make men in the world thrilling.

Lao Bai behind the corner swallowed sharply.

I wish Yuntai avert his gaze, and also said softly, "Thank you."