The White-Brow Ancestor was shot into the Niwan Palace by the golden light, rolling on the ground in pain. He finally calmed down his mind and looked at Qian Yiqun with great pain and great grief. However, he saw that this Taoist was actually struggling with the swaying steps! He was furious: This is too unfair to take me seriously!

The White-Brow Ancestor was about to use another method to harm Qian Yiqun, but suddenly he glared at his eyes and nine light spots appeared on his eye mask, which was where the nine stars were.

——This is the orthodox battle of Zhengyi School. This kid is actually Zhengyi’s direct inheritance? No, no! He is following the shadow.

The White-Brow Ancestor slowly turned his gaze to Master Zhang on the altar, who was still free to give food and refinement to save the hungry ghosts and the dead souls.

——At such a young age and with such cultivation, is it a figure among the eight generals of the Heavenly Master? This time he was really kicked on the iron plate! Longhu Mountain is really troublesome, and he actually sent such masters to suppress evil spirits! He only sent Master Dongxuan in the past!

The old ancestor Baimei was angry and angry, but he still knew himself. He knew that his strength was just like Master Dongxuan. Relying on the advantage of the Nine Yin land here, he could be slightly better. He did not seek to kill people, but only wanted to return with satisfaction. Who knew that this time he sent a person of the eight generals of the Heavenly Master. Isn’t this cheating!

Master Dongxuan is the fifth among the seventh-class Taoist priests in the Three Caves, also known as the disciple of the Taishang Lingbao Cave Xuan, Master Wushang Cave Xuan, Mr. Dongyue, and the real person of Qingdi... Then he went up there, the Taoist priest of the Three Caves, the Taoist priest of the Big Cave. He is already a famous figure in the main path, enough to station one side and preside over the large palace.

Master Dongxuan should wear Yuanyouguan, which is very easy to recognize, but because Master Zhang did not wear a crown for his rituals, the Baimei Ancestor only realized that he had fallen into a secret move.

"Who is the eight generals of the Heavenly Master? Why not sign up!" The Baimei Patriarch struggled to stand up, and saw that his disciples had already rolled and crawled out, knowing that his life was at stake and could not act rashly at this moment. Therefore, he used words to stabilize the two Heavenly Master disciples, and slowly moved outward.

The shadow of the Pavilion Master Zhang was unmoved at all, but he took Qian Yi to walk through the planets and constellations.

Qian Yiqun suddenly felt like he was missing, he ignored him and ignored him, but the external movements were reflected in his heart. He looked at the sea of ​​spiritual aggregates and saw a figure emerging from the sea, which was the sign of the second soul.

As he walked down one after another, the spiritual aggregates in Qian Yiqun's body gradually returned to the sea, stopping the momentum of rushing to Teng Qihuan's Mansion. It was these spiritual aggregates that he finally dug out the second soul that he was about to condense.

"The arrow returns to his position!" A thunderous roar fluctuated in Qian Yiqun's heart. The second soul finally showed its shape. It was a young man of twenty-five or six years old with a hideous face, with a look of resentment on his face, clenched his fists, and floated in the air.

This soul is called Fuyi. Once condensed, the spiritual aggregate in the sea of ​​spiritual aggregates suddenly declined a lot, and all the excess spiritual aggregates in the body are contained.

Qian Yiqun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the spiritual aggregate flowing on his body, it was not only like water, but also a layer of mist enveloped it, becoming more and more pure. He only had an intuitive concept of the condensation of the seven souls - he could also attach a heart of inaction!

——It just so happens that the Golden Light Curse is too long, so you can condense it into it.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself.

"Are you planning to turn the Golden Light Curse into a heart of inaction?" Fu Ying suddenly asked.

Qian Yiqun was stunned and jumped out of Ling Yunhai. Seeing that the Baimei Ancestor had already run more than ten feet away, he simply turned to Fuying and said, "That's right, Master Zhang thinks there is something wrong?"

"Of course, it's not appropriate." Master Zhang's shadow gradually became clear, and it was obvious that the focus of his mind was shifting outside the altar. He said, "No matter how good the Golden Light Mantra is, it is the Dharma after all. What is the Dharma? It is a boat that crosses the river. When you cross the river, do you still have to carry this boat to the road? So today you will integrate the Dharma into your soul, and when you refine the three souls and eliminate the attachment to the Dharma, you will definitely have to work several times."

"Um...this..." Qian Yiqun was stunned, "So there is such a kind of intent?"

"Why didn't it?" said Master Zhang, "Your first soul is also the Dharma?"

Qian Yiqun shook his head.

"fine……"

"What is integrated is the Little Liuhe Art and the Palm Thunder Curse..." Qian Yiqun said timidly like a primary school student who did something wrong.

Master Zhang said speechlessly for a long time and asked softly: "I think your practice is all about the inner sect of the pure practice. Haven't the master told you about the link between soul and delusion?"

——A such a complex topic doesn’t look like something my master can say.

Qian Yiqun shook his head.

Master Zhang took a breath and said, "When I go up to the hall to preach, it's not too late for you to make a decision after a step."

"Yes!" Qian Yiqun was secretly happy, and remembered the old Taoist who ran away from Baimei, and asked Master Zhang, "Master Zhang, that evil way has run away, are you going to chase after?"

"If you have anything to chase, let him go." Master Zhang said, "I'm here to provide food and refining, isn't it the same as when he comes here to collect his soul?"

"How is it the same? The master did this for the peace of the people, right?" Although Qian Yiqun didn't know the details, he knew that it would be better to save the dead souls than to collect the souls.

"It's all contained in the great way, what's good or bad?" Master Zhang said, "If you stick to good or bad, good or bad, good or bad, success or failure... your life's achievements will be very limited."

"If we have to achieve success without distinguishing good and bad, then why do we practitioners need to do good?" Qian Yiqun was puzzled.

"We do not do good, but each of us does its own way." Master Zhang said, "Are you a seed of demon roots? Since it is not, you can only do good. Similarly, some people are born with seeds of demon roots. If you ask them to do good, it is like letting tigers and wolves eat vegetarian food. Therefore, no matter how good or evil is a loss of virtue. Losing virtue is the beginning of destiny and the source of depravity."

Qian Yiqun heard it in a daze, shook his head, and said, "It's completely blurred. A teacher once taught me 'the way of immortality is a way of life'. Now the teacher said that being obsessed with good and evil is a loss of virtue, which really confuses the students."

"Actually, what I said to that gentleman is the same. You should be confused and obstructed. When you understand, you will naturally understand." Master Zhang finished his words, withdrew his mind, focused on the altar, and stopped talking.

Qian Yiqun looked at the evil path that was getting farther and farther away, and took back his mind and said intimately: I don’t care about good or bad, anyway, I will naturally understand when I should understand. Now I only focus on mysteries, protect my family first, and then defend the country, and focus on what is in front of me.

Qian Yiqun was clear about his thoughts and no longer confused and confused. He was calm and concentrating on his mind, sitting cross-legged under the altar to nourish his spirit. After the old white-haired Taoist left, the mass grave became more and more desolate and cold, and he always fiddled with the heartstrings of separation and separation in his heart.

——Sorrow and joy cannot be entered.

Qian Yiqun focused and observed quietly, preventing himself from being infected by the external atmosphere, and counting his breathing tightly.

Finally, after three long hours, Master Zhang collected magic spells on the altar, cleaned up his clothes, put on shoes, cleaned up swords, seals and other magical instruments on the offering table, and walked down the altar. He saw Qian Yiqun's body exuding a strong yang energy, resisting the surrounding cold air, his lips opened, and finally swallowed what he was about to say, and sighed silently.

——Almost sowed the seedlings...

Master Zhang's heart was nervous. He wanted to tell Qian Yiqun the truth that it was understandable to things and transform into shapes, but then he thought about it but it was too profound. He couldn't help but secretly admire how much concentration Qian Yiqun's master had to be able to bring such an apprentice. He tapped his fingers gently on the jade scepter, making a sound, calling Qian Yiqun out.

"Master Zhang, are we going back?" Qian Yiqun stood up and asked.

"Thank you for this." Master Zhang said lightly, walking out.

"It should be that I want to thank Master Zhang, otherwise I don't know when this second soul will be condensed." Qian Yiqun said, taking out Mao Jun's pen from his arms and presenting it with both hands: "Master Zhang, your pen."

"I'll give it to you." Pavilion Master Zhang said readily, "It's useless for me to keep it. I don't want to follow me if I think it's willing to follow me."

"The elders dare not refuse. The students were ashamed to receive it." Qian Yiqun thanked Master Zhang and put the Maojun pen into the golden scale basket.

Master Zhang took a slight head and led Qian Yiqun out.

Qian Yiqun followed the steps of the Pavilion Master Zhang and suddenly realized that the two of them were so close, but the ghosts did not dare to approach Pavilion Master Zhang, but were not afraid of him, and they all rushed towards him. He had to take out Mao Jun's pen, put his hand as the basis, and drew a golden talisman. In this way, there was no ghost soul dared to disturb him again.

"Walking around, you will have experience and you will not fall into danger in the future." Master Zhang admired Qian Yiqun's cleverness quite well. He pointed to a black shadow in the distance and said, "Look, that's the result of having no experience and random touching."

Qian Yiqun looked around and saw that the black shadow was two people sitting and lying down. Among them was a girl with fair skin and a faint light reflected in the moonlight. Her face was covered with tears, her eyes were swollen, and her arms were tightly huddled, as if she was extremely frightened.

As for the one who fell to the ground... his whole body was twitching, his limbs were stiff, his eyes widened, and he made strange tragic roars from time to time.

Obviously he scared the little girl.

"That person seems very familiar, let's go over and take a look." Master Zhang said.

Qian Yiqun nodded and thought to himself: Of course that person looks familiar. He has been wandering around in the Jade Emperor Pavilion for three years all day long. You should have seen him a few times at least.

That man was Li Yiqing who ambushed Qian Yiqun in the ink!

"So it was possessed by a ghost." Master Zhang always had that tepid tone, as if he was talking about something common.

Qian Yiqun stepped forward and looked at it, saying, "So this is possessed by a ghost."

Master Zhang nodded: "Generally speaking, only human yang energy has weakened to the limit, such as dying of serious illness, being empty and empty... Otherwise, it will be difficult for ghosts to possess them."

"It's so strange. He was still jumping around on it just now." Qian Yiqun shook his head.

"Tao Master, please help me!" The little girl leaned down and knelt on the ground. "Tao Master is very kind, please save him! Just now, a few people wearing red turbans came out from here and used evil magic to hit us. In order to save me, he became like this..." As he said that, the little girl couldn't help crying.

Qian Yiqun and Master Zhang looked at each other and said in their hearts: Haven’t you taken action to save people? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature Registered Members to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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