Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 8: Natural Gu
"Imagine, you have watched Zhu Bianque learn the secret art of Zhu Youke's Yin-Yang lineage since you were a child. After more than ten years of immersion and influence, whether it is spells or talismans, boxing skills or the ability to deal with enemies, you should You all have certain attainments, plus you have been studying medical theories in Chinese medicine shops all year round, and now you can be said to be a witch doctor, the only thing you lack is the experience of facing the enemy."
"If you can get better tempered in time, you, the flower in the greenhouse, will definitely become a hero in the Hunan and Guizhou area."
"And you have one of the most unique features, which is an advantage that many ordinary people are not afraid of!"
"What's the advantage?" Qinghong hurriedly stared at Wu Longwang's weathered face and asked eagerly, his heart was full of curiosity.
"Fate!"
Wu Longwang waved his hands without hesitation, stared at Qinghong's immature face, and asked without thinking.
"Zhu Qinghong, do you know why your grandfather Zhu Bianque gave you such a humble name as "Qinghong"?"
"I know."
Qinghong shrugged disapprovingly, and explained solemnly: "It is said that when I was born, it happened to coincide with the Dragon Boat Festival in the lunar calendar."
"As the day with the most yang energy in the 365 days of the year, newborns born on this day are usually very hard-fated."
"Besides, I happened to be born at the end of noon on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. It can be said that I have collected the most yang energy of heaven and earth in my life."
"People born at this time will have a very hard fate when they grow up, so grandpa worried that I would rather bend than bend in the future, so he gave me such a cheap name as "Qinghong"."
"The word Qinghong is taken from a passage in Sima Qian's Historical Records."
"People are mortal, or they are lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai."
"Using an extremely light name and putting it on a child with a hard life can be regarded as playing a role in reconciling yin and yang, isn't that what you mean?"
"Yes, exactly."
Wulong Dynasty Qinghong gave a thumbs up and nodded with emotion.
"Qinghong, you are indeed a talented junior. You can remember many things with a photographic memory and know the details. Zhu Bianque can be regarded as a successor."
"I have pity on my Huangquan station. With the passage of time, I will still be unable to pick up the reserve talents. When I return with a crane one day, the Huangquan station will lose its incense and lose its inheritance..."
When the Wulong King slowly uttered these sincere words, Qinghong unexpectedly heard him let out a distant sigh. It was a torture of reality and a struggle against fate, but these things , obviously not within the control of the young Qinghong.
Seeing the sad expression on the face of this once powerful figure, Qinghong quickly changed the topic to one side.
"Grandpa Wu, let's say that the immediate business is important."
"You see Ma Lao San has stopped shaking, does it mean that the epilepsy in his body has stabilized?"
"Exactly the opposite."
The Wulong King looked solemnly at Fu Laosan who had regained his composure on the ground, and half-closed his eyes to explain.
"The reason why Ma San was shaking violently before was because his body was instinctively resisting the erosion of epilepsy."
"The reason why he suddenly became quiet now is because the epilepsy has overcome the instinct hidden in his body. In other words, under such a quiet appearance, it is actually the most dangerous moment." "Oh... ..."
Qinghong nodded half-understood, and hurriedly urged: "Then you should hurry up and save people, it's too late."
"As for the matter of protecting the law, just leave it to me."
"As long as I, Zhu Qinghong, still have breath, I will never allow outsiders to touch you."
"OK."
The Wulong King straightened his face, and his old eyes that seemed to be muddy scanned the Soul-Inducing Hall vigilantly.
After a while, he whispered: "Go and close the gate of Soul Yin Palace tightly. As long as the entrance outside the gate is not broken, we will not be in too much danger."
"In addition, you hold the mahogany sword and soul-destroying bell on the coffee table in your hands. In case of enemy, you can use the soul-destroying bell to deal with it."
"Ah..."
Hearing his instruction, Qinghong couldn't help but let out an awkward cry on the spot, and then replied embarrassingly: "I haven't practiced the soul-destroying bell so far, and I'm afraid I don't know how to use it later. What!"
"No problem."
The Wulong King grinned at Qinghong without any surprise, and handed the mahogany sword and soul-destroying bell small ruler on the coffee table to Qinghong's palm.
When the Dementor Bell touched the skin, Qinghong only felt a burst of cold breath through the Shaoyang Sanjiao Jing in his hand and hit his heart directly, like ice in the winter moon, bitingly cold.
But the mahogany sword tightly held in his right hand brought him a sense of peace that he had never experienced before. This illusion that he is about to transform into a celestial master of yin and yang ~IndoMTL.com~ After holding two Zhu Youke instruments in his hands, Qinghong felt much more at ease.
Immediately obeying Wulong King's order, completely sealed the main hall gate of the Soul Guiding Hall, and even moved a desk to block behind the gate for safety's sake.
After finishing all the preparations, the Wulong King helped the unconscious Ma San to sit on the Taishi chair by himself.
At the same time, he took out a few pieces of yellow talisman paper and placed them on the tea table behind him, his wrinkled face was full of sternness and caution.
"Grandpa Wu, can we start?"
Qinghong stepped forward and asked carefully, because he was afraid of offending him, so his voice was very low.
The Wulong King stood in front of Ma Laosan with his back to Qinghong, without turning his head, he replied: "It's time to start, I will use my life Gu to drive away the epilepsy Gu in Ma Laosan's body, and the process may last for ten years. to twenty minutes, maybe even longer.”
"During this period, my life and Ma Laosan's life will be tied together, and we will not be able to fight back at that time, so if a strong enemy comes, you must protect us well, otherwise if something goes wrong, the two of you will die Both died in Huangquan, understand?"
"Understood!"
Qinghong gritted his teeth and nodded confidently, agreeing wholeheartedly.
With everything ready, the Wulong King squeezed his sword finger and drew an unknown spell on Ma Laosan's forehead, while chanting words.
Since the distance between the two was not too far, Qinghong could clearly hear the content of that incantation.
"The God of the Supreme Purity, the holy gods of all directions, ordered me to accept the scriptures of Liujia and Liuding, and made the gods of Liujia and Liuding, Tianyou Twelve Stream Girls, five people to command the divine soldiers, three generals, generals of fire and light, generals of floating seas, General Roaring Wind."
Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 8: Natural Gu
"Imagine, you have watched Zhu Bianque learn the secret art of Zhu Youke's Yin-Yang lineage since you were a child. After more than ten years of immersion and influence, whether it is spells or talismans, boxing skills or the ability to deal with enemies, you should You all have certain attainments, plus you have been studying medical theories in Chinese medicine shops all year round, and now you can be said to be a witch doctor, the only thing you lack is the experience of facing the enemy."
"If you can get better tempered in time, you, the flower in the greenhouse, will definitely become a hero in the Hunan and Guizhou area."
"And you have one of the most unique features, which is an advantage that many ordinary people are not afraid of!"
"What's the advantage?" Qinghong hurriedly stared at Wu Longwang's weathered face and asked eagerly, his heart was full of curiosity.
"Fate!"
Wu Longwang waved his hands without hesitation, stared at Qinghong's immature face, and asked without thinking.
"Zhu Qinghong, do you know why your grandfather Zhu Bianque gave you such a humble name as "Qinghong"?"
"I know."
Qinghong shrugged disapprovingly, and explained solemnly: "It is said that when I was born, it happened to coincide with the Dragon Boat Festival in the lunar calendar."
"As the day with the most yang energy in the 365 days of the year, newborns born on this day are usually very hard-fated."
"Besides, I happened to be born at the end of noon on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month. It can be said that I have collected the most yang energy of heaven and earth in my life."
"People born at this time will have a very hard fate when they grow up, so grandpa worried that I would rather bend than bend in the future, so he gave me such a cheap name as "Qinghong"."
"The word Qinghong is taken from a passage in Sima Qian's Historical Records."
"People are mortal, or they are lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai."
"Using an extremely light name and putting it on a child with a hard life can be regarded as playing a role in reconciling yin and yang, isn't that what you mean?"
"Yes, exactly."
Wulong Dynasty Qinghong gave a thumbs up and nodded with emotion.
"Qinghong, you are indeed a talented junior. You can remember many things with a photographic memory and know the details. Zhu Bianque can be regarded as a successor."
"I have pity on my Huangquan station. With the passage of time, I will still be unable to pick up the reserve talents. When I return with a crane one day, the Huangquan station will lose its incense and lose its inheritance..."
When the Wulong King slowly uttered these sincere words, Qinghong unexpectedly heard him let out a distant sigh. It was a torture of reality and a struggle against fate, but these things , obviously not within the control of the young Qinghong.
Seeing the sad expression on the face of this once powerful figure, Qinghong quickly changed the topic to one side.
"Grandpa Wu, let's say that the immediate business is important."
"You see Ma Lao San has stopped shaking, does it mean that the epilepsy in his body has stabilized?"
"Exactly the opposite."
The Wulong King looked solemnly at Fu Laosan who had regained his composure on the ground, and half-closed his eyes to explain.
"The reason why Ma San was shaking violently before was because his body was instinctively resisting the erosion of epilepsy."
"The reason why he suddenly became quiet now is because the epilepsy has overcome the instinct hidden in his body. In other words, under such a quiet appearance, it is actually the most dangerous moment." "Oh... ..."
Qinghong nodded half-understood, and hurriedly urged: "Then you should hurry up and save people, it's too late."
"As for the matter of protecting the law, just leave it to me."
"As long as I, Zhu Qinghong, still have breath, I will never allow outsiders to touch you."
"OK."
The Wulong King straightened his face, and his old eyes that seemed to be muddy scanned the Soul-Inducing Hall vigilantly.
After a while, he whispered: "Go and close the gate of Soul Yin Palace tightly. As long as the entrance outside the gate is not broken, we will not be in too much danger."
"In addition, you hold the mahogany sword and soul-destroying bell on the coffee table in your hands. In case of enemy, you can use the soul-destroying bell to deal with it."
"Ah..."
Hearing his instruction, Qinghong couldn't help but let out an awkward cry on the spot, and then replied embarrassingly: "I haven't practiced the soul-destroying bell so far, and I'm afraid I don't know how to use it later. What!"
"No problem."
The Wulong King grinned at Qinghong without any surprise, and handed the mahogany sword and soul-destroying bell small ruler on the coffee table to Qinghong's palm.
When the Dementor Bell touched the skin, Qinghong only felt a burst of cold breath through the Shaoyang Sanjiao Jing in his hand and hit his heart directly, like ice in the winter moon, bitingly cold.
But the mahogany sword tightly held in his right hand brought him a sense of peace that he had never experienced before. This illusion that he is about to transform into a celestial master of yin and yang ~IndoMTL.com~ After holding two Zhu Youke instruments in his hands, Qinghong felt much more at ease.
Immediately obeying Wulong King's order, completely sealed the main hall gate of the Soul Guiding Hall, and even moved a desk to block behind the gate for safety's sake.
After finishing all the preparations, the Wulong King helped the unconscious Ma San to sit on the Taishi chair by himself.
At the same time, he took out a few pieces of yellow talisman paper and placed them on the tea table behind him, his wrinkled face was full of sternness and caution.
"Grandpa Wu, can we start?"
Qinghong stepped forward and asked carefully, because he was afraid of offending him, so his voice was very low.
The Wulong King stood in front of Ma Laosan with his back to Qinghong, without turning his head, he replied: "It's time to start, I will use my life Gu to drive away the epilepsy Gu in Ma Laosan's body, and the process may last for ten years. to twenty minutes, maybe even longer.”
"During this period, my life and Ma Laosan's life will be tied together, and we will not be able to fight back at that time, so if a strong enemy comes, you must protect us well, otherwise if something goes wrong, the two of you will die Both died in Huangquan, understand?"
"Understood!"
Qinghong gritted his teeth and nodded confidently, agreeing wholeheartedly.
With everything ready, the Wulong King squeezed his sword finger and drew an unknown spell on Ma Laosan's forehead, while chanting words.
Since the distance between the two was not too far, Qinghong could clearly hear the content of that incantation.
"The God of the Supreme Purity, the holy gods of all directions, ordered me to accept the scriptures of Liujia and Liuding, and made the gods of Liujia and Liuding, Tianyou Twelve Stream Girls, five people to command the divine soldiers, three generals, generals of fire and light, generals of floating seas, General Roaring Wind."