"Fellow Taoist, please!"

Taoist Hongyuan invited Chen Jichuan to the altar, sat cross-legged, and reminded him: "No matter what happens later, just keep your heart and leave the rest to the old Taoist."

"Um."

Chen Jichuan responded and sat down in the middle, silently chanting "The Book of Jinhua Huang Su, the Taiyin Yuanjun, the Immortal King of Gaoshangyue Palace".

A quarter of an hour passed by.

Taoist Hongyuan climbed to the altar, pinched the golden knife and cut it sharply, stepped on the Hehegang, held a copper coin sword in his hand, picked up nine yellow talismans, burned in the wind, and cursed: "I would like to ask the Jade Emperor of the Mingtian, the Lingxiao Palace shone brightly, urgently, urgently, please ask the Jinyicun and Maiyi, the fairy of the Three Mountains will come quickly, and use the golden slings to cut the hemp rope. The hemp rope is cut so hard that it is broken. If a wizard cult comes to use the magic, the sky thunder sounds and thunder are thundering, I would like to ask the six stars of the South Dipper and the seven stars of the North Dipper. I will hold an immortal master as urgently as the law."

The curse comes out and the sound of thunder disappears.

Chen Jichuan sat cross-legged in the middle, vaguely as if he saw a handful of gold slitters hanging above his head, emitting brilliant power and ready to go.

It makes people feel inexplicably relieved.

Not long.

There was another palpitation, and Chen Jichuan felt nervous: "Here you come!"

really.

Just as his thoughts were turning, the Jade-faced God held the plow and came towards him with a lewd smile. Once he approached, he would experience the pain of yesterday again.

Chen Jichuan recited Taoist scriptures silently and kept his true heart.

Taoist Hongyuan of the Waiji presided over the altar. When he saw the yin wind suddenly rising and the evil spirit approached, he knew that the "Plowhead Curse" occurred again.

Don't hesitate now.

"Go!"

He slashed the magic sword in his hand towards Chen Jichuan, clamped three yellow talismans with his left hand and waved them in the air, burning with a bang, and shouted: "The fairy borrows magic, the immortal master borrows power, golden twisted and scissors, scissors!"

A shout.

Chen Jichuan saw the golden slings hanging high in somewhere and spread out, falling from the sky, and held the plowhead with his hand and cut it hard.

Click ~

A cut of Mars.

The second scissor blade breaks.

Three cuts of gold shattered.

The golden slitter collided with the plowhead for only three rounds and was broken, shattered countless times, and the spells failed.

Everyone saw it.

On the altar, the Taoist Hongyuan was holding a magic sword and was practicing the magic. Suddenly his face changed drastically. He squirted out a "puff" mouthful of blood, his face was pale quickly, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Look at Chen Jichuan again

"ah"

Chen Jichuan shouted and fainted again.

"Fellow Taoist!"

"Sir Chen!"

"Master Chen!"

Only the whole house was left with a chaotic storm!

...

The second day.

Chen Jichuan woke up again.

"Fellow Taoist."

"Sir Chen."

"Master Chen."

When Chen Jichuan opened his eyes, he saw the Taoist Miaofa, Jin Shenggu, Ban Zha, Sun Sihai and others all in front of him.

Still a little confused first.

"you"

When I wanted to get up, I found that it seemed to be falling apart in my body.

Powerless.

pain.

In an instant, memories came like a tide, and Chen Jichuan remembered it

"I've been hit by evil spirits."

Words out.

The voice was as hoarse as yesterday, and it was a bit hoarse.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of more and forced himself to look around and frowned and said, "Where is Brother Hongyuan?"

"Master Hongyuan's method of walking was broken, which damaged his vitality. He is now regulating his breathing in the house."

Banzha replied.

The ‘Golden Knife Sharp Talisman’ is not as good as the ‘Ploughhead Curse’.

Yesterday's battle from afar.

Taoist Hongyuan was defeated and his vitality was greatly damaged.

"well!"

"I have implicated Brother Hongyuan."

Chen Jichuan sighed and turned his head to look at the Taoist Miaofa: "The 'Plowhead Curse' is vicious and fierce, but it has not been able to take my life in the past few days. I intend to make a last fight with Qimako!"

Burn my body and do good to eliminate evil.

All Chen Jichuan can do is this.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist."

"I'm going to see the 'Copper Nano Iron Barrel Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman Talisman

Wait until the plowshare is exhausted.

The mantra will naturally be broken.

The Taoist Master Miaofa was full of confidence and looked at Chen Jichuan and said, "When the Taoist fellow was unconscious, the old Taoist had already ordered the strong men in the Contemporary Contemplation to make a try."

Be able to live.

No one wants to die.

Upon hearing this, Chen Jichuan bowed to the Taoist Miaofa and said sincerely: "I have a hard time with Daoist!"

...

I met Chen Jichuan and answered.

The Taoist Miaofa asked Chen Jichuan to carry Chen Jichuan out, and saw a crisscrossing rack with copper nanmu iron barrels outside, with yellow talismans sticking on it.

A rough count.

There are about a hundred and ten ways.

There are a lot of wells in it, and only one person can survive.

Chen Jichuan was placed in a well grid in the middle.

The Taoist of Miaofa stood on the altar of the method, pinched the sword and stepped on the Nandou Gangbu, and cursed: "I draw the well here, and draw the pit at the bottom of my head. If there is an evil master who has magic, step on the pit well with his back hand, step on the Nanli and unwillingness to let go, all the ghosts and monsters turn into dust, please ask the Six Stars of the South and Seven Stars of the North and Seven Stars of the North and I will follow the Baiyun Immortal Master as urgently as the law."

The curse comes out and the wind moves.

Seven yellow talismans were rolled up and burned with bang.

Chen Jichuan sat cross-legged in the middle, vaguely as if he saw copper nanmu iron barrel rods crisscrossing, flashing golden light, woven into wells everywhere.

He is in it.

There are well grids in the upper and lower sides.

It's comprehensive.

Make people feel at ease.

About half an hour passed, and Chen Jichuan suddenly felt palpitations and knew that it was a disaster.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the Jade-faced God holding the plow, and came to him with a lewd smile. Once I got closer, I would have to experience the pain of yesterday, yesterday.

Chen Jichuan recited Taoist scriptures silently and kept his true heart.

The Taoist of the external world presided over the altar. When he saw the yin wind suddenly rising and the evil spirit approached, he knew that the "Plowhead Mantra" occurred again.
To be continued...