The candlelight was faint and flickering unstably.
Yuan Qu and Zheng Hebei lay bare on the coffin boards while Chen Fagui, with a brush dipped in cinnabar ink, drew swift and powerful strokes upon their bodies.
One after another, bizarre talismans appeared.
Every ti a talisman was drawn, Chen Fagui was sure to seal it with a spell to drive out evil.
Inside the ancient tomb, the atmosphere was already saturated with a gloomy Yin Qi, and with each completed talisman, a chill enveloped them, unsettling the two n’s hearts.
Finally, Zheng Hebei could not hold back and asked, "Master Chen, are you sure there’s no problem with this thod..."
"Both of you, rest assured."
Chen Fagui shook his head and said, "You can see that I am not skilled in martial arts. If I intend to go to Chaotic Burial Mound to seize the treasure, your help is indispensable, so why would I act recklessly?"
"This thod originates from the Divination Child, but since neither of you has cultivated the Yang Six Roots, you can only perform this spell, borrowing the power of the Yin God. It is like a Divine Strike, not fearing any pain."
"When you serve as my protectors, where in the world can’t we go?"
"You are right," Zheng Hebei said, finally relieved.
He had long noticed that Chen Fagui was weak and only practiced so health-preserving Guiding Techniques; if soone got close, a single brick could kill him.
Just like that You Laos, who only dared to skulk behind others to harm them.
Thinking of this, Zheng Hebei felt a surge of evil fire and muttered, "Master Chen, and don’t forget about that dog You Laos—I’m counting on you to help find him."
"Rest assured."
Chen Fagui gave a perfunctory answer, then put away his brush and ink, "Alright, you two can put your clothes on once the talismans are dry. Rember, this thod fears child’s urine the most, and you mustn’t co in contact with black dog’s blood."
Yuan Qu laughed, "Master, you jest. With our skills, if soone managed to splash us with urine, we might as well just bang our heads against a wall and die."
At that mont, both n were covered in blood-colored talismans, even on their faces. With a slight smile, their expressions beca fierce and terrifying.
Chen Fagui glanced at the corridor outside, noting the last rays of the sunset creeping in, a flicker of excitent crossed his eyes, "The hour grows late, let’s begin."
The three of them imdiately began setting up the magic platform.
In the center was a square table equipped with various magic platform artifacts, surrounded by twelve flags placed according to the Earthly Branches.
The unconscious children lay under the flags, each forehead lit with an oil lamp.
The Wandering Soul Vase, which contained Wang Daoxuan’s living soul, was carelessly placed on the other side of the tomb room, mixed with broken pottery shards...
Unbeknownst to them, the sky gradually darkened.
In the woods, Luo Mingzi held a Mugwort in his right hand and wrapped it around the fingers performing the spell with his left, while stepping in an Astral Step pattern and reciting, "Nuogao, ancestor Wang Jia opens, Azure Dragon in the Six Jia, eting stars in the Six Yi, Illumination Hall in the Six Bing, Yin center in the Six Ding..."
Behind him, Li Yan imitated the movents and recitations.
Quickly, he realized, astonished, that his own aura was converging into the Mugwort.
Seeing this, Luo Mingzi turned his head and nodded in satisfaction, "Good, this thod originates from the Baopu Mountain Climbing Skill. Having learned this, when you accompany up the mountain, those Yin Souls won’t detect us."
"Thank you, senior, for imparting your knowledge."
Li Yan hurriedly bowed his thanks.
He was to lead the way up the mountain, never expecting Luo Mingzi to be so generous as to impart a simple Invisibility Technique to him. After spending an afternoon practicing, he had managed to learn it.
Of course, this so-called invisibility didn’t an complete disappearance.
Instead, it ant being undetectable to those Yin Souls and concealing their aura from the Divine Skills of Magicians.
"It’s nothing, just a minor technique."
Luo Mingzi shook his head slightly, "There are nurous types of Hidden Skills and Escape Skills; this one isn’t particularly clever, and cannot deceive powerful Evil Spirits and skilled Magicians, but it will suffice for today."
Li Yan examined the Mugwort in his hand, "Senior, is it easy to make this thing?"
The scent of incense was strong on the Mugwort, essential for performing the Invisibility Technique, unfortunately, it was single-use.
"If you have a hundred-year-old Ancestor’s altar, it’s not hard to make," Luo Mingzi replied, "If you wish to buy so, you can go to the City God Temple, ten silvers a piece."
"Ten silvers?"
Sha Lifei stared incredulously at the Mugwort, thinking that the Taixuan Orthodox Sect certainly knows how to charge exorbitantly—ten silvers for a single plant, no wonder their palaces and temples are so luxurious.
Li Yan was also taken aback but decided to buy a few more.
At critical monts, this item could save a life!
Unaware of the thoughts of the two n, Luo Mingzi turned his gaze to a small hill opposite them and said gravely, "It’s getting dark; let’s get moving. We must not let them complete the obscene ritual past midnight."
With that, he walked toward the other side of the forest.
Li Yan quickly followed, and the two soon vanished into the darkness.
Seeing them leave, Zhao Facheng nodded at Sha Lifei, "Fellow traveler, let’s set up the magic platform. If anyone cos to sabotage, we mustn’t let them get close."
"Alright!"
Sha Lifei picked up his long sword, his face fierce.
Having road the pugilistic world for many years, he knew that many looked down on him and he didn’t care to argue. If he could avoid trouble, he would.
Initially, he just wanted to ride on the coattails of Li Yan and Wang Daoxuan to make so money, but after several life-and-death situations, he had long regarded the two as brothers.
This ti, he was determined to rescue them, co what may.
The two n left the forest, and Zhao Facheng imdiately took out his compass and walked several circles at the foot of the mountain until he found a rock. He spread out a yellow cloth on it, lit candles, and set up a simple magic platform.
Like Wang Daoxuan, he also carried a wooden box on his back, which contained various magic artifacts and incense, so he could set up an altar and perform rituals at any ti.
Sha Lifei, following Wang Daoxuan, had beco accustod to the procedures. Although he was not a mber of the Mystical Sect, he was qualified enough to assist in the rituals.
He lit the candles, stepped in the Astral Step formation, and sprayed water from his mouth.
After performing a series of steps, the altar imdiately ford its own small force.
Zhao Facheng sighed, picked up the jujube wood sword that he had in his hand which was struck by lightning, lit a Yellow Talisman, and, with a hand forming a magic spell, thrust it towards the night sky.
Whoosh~
In an instant, a fierce wind howled around them.
From afar, Li Yan and Luo Mingzi both turned their heads to look back.
Ordinary people could not see it, but they, as mbers of the Mystical Sect, could sense a surge of Gang Qi shooting up into the sky.
Luo Mingzi said coldly, "Three commands of Gang Qi have risen; my ntor Qingyangzi will send troops to assist. If Chen Fagui doesn’t want to die, he will surely do everything in his power to stop it. Let’s go!"
Li Yan nodded, imdiately started forming a spell, entwined mugwort in his fingers, and stepped with the Astral Step while chanting a magic spell.
This Invisibility Technique had a long incantation, but once the spellcasting was successful and he tightly maintained the spell, he could conceal himself.
Of course, once engaged in combat, it would be disrupted.
As for Luo Mingzi, he naturally used a more sophisticated spell.
He took out a bamboo talisman the size of a palm from his chest, also holding it and forming a spell, but he chanted, "When soldiers encounter battle, they arrange themselves in formation and march forward."
Li Yan’s pupils shrank at the sight.
Not only did Luo Mingzi’s presence completely disappear to the extent that even with his Divine Skills he could not sense it, but a faint Yin Fog also rose around him, making his figure blurry, as if in the midst of fog.
This was a superior Invisibility Technique!
Li Yan felt a chill in his heart.
The Law Enforcent Hall of the Taixuan Orthodox Sect was indeed extraordinary.
According to Luo Mingzi, he was rely at the level of the Second Layer and his magic was rooted in movent, not skilled in rituals and altar setups.
But his mastery of various minor spells, along with his Magic Veins rooted in movent, ant his sensation and control of his physical body were far superior to that of an average person, and he had cultivated his Hidden Energy to the pinnacle.
He was a Battle Mage within the Mystical Sect.
Whether it was slaying demons or assassinating a person, it was all effortless to him.
Luo Mingzi was a man with a cold exterior but a warm heart. Seeing how Li Yan was committed to his companions, he appreciated him. He nodded and said, "This is the Mountain Ghost Banishing Spell, augnted with the Six Jia Mountain Entry Blessing. The magic artifact used is ’Upper Xuan Bamboo Talisman,’ which is rather ordinary."
"Similar spells exist within each Magic Vein lineage. If you can establish your own Second Layer one day, you’ll be able to use this spell."
With that, he nodded to Li Yan to lead the way.
Li Yan, undeterred, imdiately ford a spell and started ascending the steep side of the mountain.
He rembered where Yuan Qu and the others disappeared. The side of the mountain was steep, but it posed no difficulty for him. With one hand forming a spell and the other holding a knife, he moved forward swiftly.
Luo Mingzi naturally followed closely behind...
...
In the dark tomb, the candlelight flickered uncertainly.
In front of the magic platform, Chen Fagui had changed into new clothing, his long hair draped over his shoulders, donning a garnt similar to that of a wizard, with feathers and animal skins, his chest bare with many talismans drawn on it that were completely different from any handed down through the Magic Veins.
All the incantations were written in a language similar to oracle bone script.
Its na was Tiān script, also known as Ghost Book.
He had initially been sitting with his eyes slightly closed, murmuring non-stop.
As the command of Gang Qi rose up, Chen Fagui’s eyes suddenly opened wide, and with a complex look in his eyes and a self-deprecating smile, he said, "It’s the Nine Elents Sect’s command of Gang Qi. Master, you’re really anxious to purge the house, aren’t you..."
Outside the altar, Yuan Qu and Zheng Hebei, in full-armored military attire with Blood Talismans plastered on their faces, one with a broadsword and the other with Dual Daggers, stood to the left and the right sides of the platform.
Upon hearing Chen Fagui’s words, Yuan Qu was startled. "Soone’s coming?"
"No matter, I am well-prepared!" Chen Fagui replied calmly, rising to his feet and first grabbing two handfuls of white ash from a wooden box on the altar and tossing it towards the sacred candles.
Boom! Boom!
Two fireballs appeared suddenly, then quickly dissipated.
This was also a thod of opening an altar, just more powerful.
Afterwards, Chen Fagui also picked up the Peach Wood Sword, stepped in the Astral Step formation, and after lighting several Yellow Talismans, a cold wind began to rise in the tomb and the color of the candlelight gradually turned a ghastly green.
This scene sent chills down the spines of Zheng Yuan’s pair.
Chen Fagui then took up a rectangular decree and smacked it three tis against the altar.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
"Orders to the Nine Elents True Spirits and the armies: Be swift as the decree commands!"
Creak! Creak!
In front of the altar, the wooden puppets representing the various theatrical roles of sheng, dan, jing, mo, and chou all began to twist and stand up. They then scattered like spiders, rapidly crawling out of the tomb.
On the mountain, a thin fog had risen at so unknown point.
As the puppets rushed into the fog, they vanished without a trace...
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