According to Taoist slogan, the so-called spirit locking the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, communicating the earth's veins, and connecting the fate of heaven and earth. To put it bluntly, it is a talisman formation that defies the heaven and changes fate and locks the fortune.

To be clearer, it is to use the future luck to change the current life situation. Those who set up such talismans must be people with their own cultivation. Moreover, helping others set up such talisman formations will also affect their own luck. This formation is one of the evil ways, and people with the right way rarely do it.

There is no good or bad in the Taoist sect, and people's hearts are different. Taoist sects are all people who practice Taoism. Some follow the right path, give talismans to cure diseases, have compassion and righteous moral geniuses. Some follow the evil path, use their own abilities to draw talismans to help others borrow luck or use talismans to harm others, and are cruel and ruthless.

The spirit-locking talisman formation set up by this family now is obviously not done by the righteous way.

"I didn't expect there was an expert in formation here and I needed to meet him."

The right way and evil way. What Zhang Daoran is interested in is the person who sets up talismans by locking spirit talismans. The spirit talisman is a kind of formation. Zhang Daoran has been looking for an expert for so long. This is the first time he has seen someone who can set up talisman formations. Although there is a big difference between talisman formations and real formations, they also require certain abilities.

"Mr. Zhao should not urge the old Taoist. Since the old Taoist promised the layman, he would naturally help the layman find the talisman and break the bad luck in his body."

The old Taoist priest's hair and beard were all white, and his wrinkled face showed a little anxious and sad look. His eyes were always staring at the compass, and the pointers on the compass were spinning randomly without any rules.

Next to the old Taoist priest, a middle-aged man in his fifties and slightly fat kept urging him.

His eyes were fixed, and he glanced at the middle-aged man, and then stopped paying attention.

"Finished..."

The old Taoist priest stopped and crushed one foot on the ground: "Dig here..."

Then a worker came over with an electric hammer. The place where the old Taoist priest pointed was the center of the road and the road was a cement road. The middle-aged man thought carefully and the construction team invited him. A two-story western-style building was dug in front of the door, and the place where the old Taoist priest pointed was in the middle of the road on the side of the western-style building.

"Dong-dang..."

The electric hammer started working, and the old Taoist priest waved his hand with a compass in his hand: "Go to the yard..."

The old Taoist priest walked towards the yard first, and a dog barking came from the yard. The middle-aged man also followed into the yard: "Don't go in, delay the Taoist priest casting."

The middle-aged man blocked the villagers outside and then walked into the yard.

The villagers surrounded the door and watched in. For half an hour, the old Taoist priest hurried out and wandered around the foreign building: "No, I searched all the five elements and eight trigrams, and there was no reason to only find four talismans..."

"Mr. Zhao, did you not know the direction when the talisman was buried?"

The old Taoist priest turned around and asked, with hope in his eyes.

"The talisman was buried at night, and we didn't let us see it. We said that we had to take it out within eight years, and it was not good for our family after eight years. I was thinking about it for more than seven years now, almost eight years, and it was only suddenly remembered."

The middle-aged man named Zhao frowned: "Master Fengchen, can you find it?"

Taoist Master Feng Chen also frowned, "Then have you asked Taoist Master Chen if he is the specific location?"

"Ask Taoist Master Lichen?" The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao's face turned cold: "When I went there, I had collapsed. I don't know whether Taoist Master Lichen is dead or alive now. Where can I ask?"

"Master Lechen really said that the talisman he buried was really a spirit-locking talisman?"

Master Feng Chen ignored the bad attitude of the middle-aged man named Zhao, and asked again with a compass.

"Master Lechen said that this is his exclusive secret technique. If you say it, it won't work. I just told me that this is a spirit lock talisman. In short, I have told you that what is buried is a spirit lock talisman, which is eight talismans. I only know so much. Master Fengchen, if you can't find it, I will go to Longhu Mountain to find the Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain."

The middle-aged man named Zhao was also very anxious and his attitude became worse and worse.

"Boss Zhao, I dug it..."

The worker dug more than half a meter and took out a small porcelain jar. The small porcelain jar was plugged with a wooden jar, the size of a palm.

Taoist Master Fengchen walked over first, took the porcelain jar and said, "Mr. Zhao, the old Taoist will help you to solve this talisman, and you will leave. The remaining old Taoist can do nothing."

When the porcelain bottle fell on the ground, a talisman wrapped in oil paper was taken out by Taoist Master Fengchen. When he came to the altar, his face looked a little solemn. He made seals with his hands, placed them between his eyebrows, picked up a brush dipped in cinnabar, and drew a talisman on the back of the talisman.

The talisman paper was placed on the candle flame and lit it, turning into ashes.

Zhang Daoran nodded, and at the beginning he found that the old Taoist priest had some skills, but he didn't expect that he was also an old Taoist cultivator who had opened his spirit veins.

The talisman drawn by Taoist Feng Chen contained a certain amount of spiritual energy. Others could not see the trick, but Zhang Daoran could see it clearly. A trace of spiritual energy merged into the talisman along the brush, cleverly cracking this spirit-locking talisman.

Taoist Master Fengchen packed up the altar and was about to leave. The middle-aged man named Zhao was a little panicked: "Master Fengchen, you can't leave like this. There are still four talismans that have not been found..."

"The old Taoist is incompetent and cannot find the four talismans."

Taoist Master Fengchen quickly packed up the altar, turned around and left: "The old Taoist has no way to crack the spiritual talisman, so I don't need the reward."

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhao still annoyed Taoist Fengchen, so he should not be unwilling to help the middle-aged man surnamed Zhao.

“Woom…”

"Oh..."

Just as Zhang Daoran was about to leave, a mess of dog barking at the entrance of the village, mixed with the old wolf's angry roar. Then, more than a dozen local dogs ran into the village with their tails, and the old wolf chased after them with fierce momentum. Several of the dogs were even hung on their bodies and ran around without a life.

After all, the old wolf is the wolf king, and he is bloodthirsty and cruel. He catches up with a native dog, opens his mouth and looks at his neck and bites it.

"Old wolf!"

Zhang Daoran immediately stopped drinking. If Lao Lang whispered, the local dog would definitely die. Although the local dog was not valuable, it was everywhere. After all, it was someone else's pet. If Lao Lang was bitten to death, it would really cause trouble.

"Ao Uh..."

Zhang Daoran's voice made the old wolf stop biting, let go of the local dog with its paws, and shakes its tail to come to Zhang Daoran.

All of this took only two or three seconds. Just as Zhang Daoran was about to apologize, several villagers were instantly angry: "This is a wolf!"

Some villagers had already turned around and walked over, and in the blink of an eye, he walked over with sticks. Zhang Daoran hurriedly stepped forward: "All lay people, this is my pet. I offended you, please forgive me."

"Old wolf, you are not waiting for me at the entrance of the village?"

Amid everyone's surprise eyes, Lao Lang lowered his head and turned around and left without stopping at all.

"Fellow Taoist raises wolves?"

Taoist Master Fengchen came over: "Fellow Taoist, you must know that the wolf is cruel and cannot be raised at all. It would be too late to be retaliated by this wolf."

"My fellow Taoist is of a profound realm. I admire him, but I want to disturb me."

Taoist Master Lechen had good intentions, but Zhang Daoran was unwilling to mention Lao Lang again. These villagers all glared at him.

"The place where the old Taoist practices is simple, please..."

Taoist Master Fengchen did not refuse and bowed to the villagers: "Everyone, the old Taoist has said goodbye. This fellow Taoist is also a mistake without any intention. Don't blame me."

Taoist Master Fengchen was very popular here, and the villagers smiled kindly: "You two Taoist Masters, we were just shocked."

Indeed, in contemporary society, beasts disappeared, and a wolf suddenly entered the village. The villagers were really scared. Fortunately, Taoist Master Fengchen came forward and helped Zhang Daoran solve this big and small trouble. He was grateful and smiled and said, "I'll ask fellow Taoists to give me advice at that time."

"Fellow Taoist, you are a polite Taoist, the old Taoist just understands the cultivation of Taoism, and can't explain the advice... Alas..." Taoist Master Fengchen sighed: "After all, the old Taoist is still not as good as my senior brother. The talisman formation he set up, the old Taoist cannot understand thoroughly..."
Chapter completed!