Odama Village.

A ox cart slowly drove past the roadside.

He lifted the curtain with one hand and looked at the fields outside the window.

"Two hundred acres of land are all cooked and there are canals next to it. It's really good."

Zhong Shenxiu commented slowly.

"Yes, if you build another village, the tribe members are very happy to hear it."

Su Tang whispered beside him: "Two hundred acres of land cost 3,000 Baidi money in total. It takes two hundred Baidi money to build a village. This is the voluntary effort of my family."

People of this era, whether they are noble or civilian, have an inexplicable love for the land.

Su Tang was also a landlord family back then, and at this time he was a little excited when he smelled the familiar smell of the land.

"Although there are not enough land, it's the case for the time being. I am from the ninth rank, which is already very noticeable."

Zhong Shenxiu has always been steady in doing things and told lightly.

"Affect the order."

Su Tang nodded, and unknowingly regarded the other party as a figure like a patriarch.

"Go back."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded and asked Su Tang to drive the carriage back to Fufeng City.

At this time, many people moved away from the house in Tianshuixiang and became much quieter again. Su Wei was cooking tea under the plum tree. When he saw them coming, his eyebrows and eyes opened: "Brother! The neighbors of this well said that they have always been bitter, but after we came, they were extremely sweet, and it was just right to make tea."

"Oh, that's to try."

Zhong Shenxiu was not polite either. She sat under the plum tree and took a sip of the tea. It turned out to be delicious.

He looked at the scene where Su Wei and Su Tang were joking, and felt a little warm and relaxed, knowing that it was the relief he brought about by fulfilling his promise.

It is not to the dead ghost Su Daozhi, but to his own promise to himself, which is also a bottom line.

‘My bottom line has always been very high, probably…’

Zhong Shenxiu yawned: "I want to sleep for a while, don't disturb me."

He entered the room, sat cross-legged, and thought silently: "Now the Su family has almost settled, so it is time to consider the practice..."

"The deputy envoy of the Evil Slaying Evil practices normally, but he still needs to patrol the place and suppress evil spirits. Fortunately, Feng Xier knew that I had something to do, so she gave her a holiday..."

"But it is unlikely that you can get the true teachings of Taoism from the government. You can only turn to other paths. Some folk casual cultivators can go and have a look..."

In this regard, Zhong Shenxiu had no way before.

Even if Feng Xier doesn't look carefully for a while, it is unlikely that she will introduce him to such a circle.

But it doesn't matter. During this period, Zhong Shenxiu searched for some ghosts, and one of them remembered a similar secret gathering.

‘It’s a pity… Such ghosts, apart from the success of chance, are mostly down-and-outs among casual cultivators. Their Taoism is not as good as Su Daozhi’s Xuanyin Soul Remaining Chapter, and it’s still a bit obvious to Wutong…’

Before Zhong Shenxiu came to the desk, he grinded ink and began to write a piece of magic formula.

This is a method of sacrifice and refining called the "Xuanyin Nail", which is somewhat incomplete.

The first Yin spirit he had conquered recently, named Wutong, was that he obtained this magic trick, but he practiced it as a Taoist method, which was messy, and perhaps this was the reason for dying early.

‘It’s a pity that there is only half of the article… I missed the first half, a Taoist technique called ‘Xuanyin Nail’!’

Taoist techniques are not as good as true magic techniques.

Moreover, after the Gangsha Realm, it is not a natal Taoist technique, nor is it necessary to practice. Most of them are to be penetrated into a certain magic weapon.

This mantra is that there is only the method of refining weapons, but no Taoist techniques can be injected.

It’s simply a skillful woman who cooks without rice.

Zhong Shenxiu sighed, but didn't care much.

Sacrifice and refining magic weapons are actually at the Gangsha realm.

A monk who is less than this step has no magic power in his body, and no matter how he does it, he will get half the result with twice the effort.

He wrote this magic trick in dictation, and was just going to take it out and take a look as a redemption equivalent.

...

On this day, it was the night of the full moon again.

Outside Fufeng City, Heifeng Ridge.

In ancient times, lamp oil was expensive. At this time, the earth was dim.

Only the bright moonlight hangs high above your head.

Around the mountains, the wind was howling, and occasionally a few crows were chirping, which made people feel cold.

A young man with a jade-like face and a beautiful face, wearing a white dress, holding a folding fan, and floating sleeves. Every step he walked out was several feet across. In a moment, he came to a valley with a faint mist.

"whee!"

"Ha ha!"

From all around, I don’t know when the sound of ghost laughter came, sometimes far and sometimes near, and wandering around was enough to scare normal people crazy.

Even a martial arts master knows that there are evil spirits here and dare not stay for a long time.

The young master chuckled: "On the night of the full moon, the meeting of the valley, why did the master expel the guests?"

"Quake!"

The surrounding ghosts stopped suddenly, and the sound of flapping wings came.

A white crow suddenly flew out from the thick fog.

No!

It was not a real crow, but a dead object folded from paper, with two eyes as big as soybeans appearing vividly.

"It turns out to be a fellow man, but I have never seen him before."

The crow stopped on the treetops and made a sound of aging human beings.

"In the low-level Zhong Shenxiu, the people in the martial arts world are called Mr. Shenxiu, and they have seen the old crow."

Zhong Shenxiu bowed slightly: "I heard that the old man crow has amazing skills for a long time. He can leave the body and walk with his body. When I see him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

The so-called Yin God’s out of body is actually just a poor Taoist technique.

The Yin Spirit who leaves the body is very weak, similar to those Yin Spirits, afraid of the sun, strong wind, and thunder... can only hide in some Yin Qi places.

Some Taoists specialize in practicing this technique, which can make their own ghosts leave their bodies, possess them in some paper people, animals and other media, and do all kinds of strange things.

But in fact, it is still very restricted and is easily destroyed if you are not careful. Once the Dharma is broken, the Yin God will be damaged. At the very least, it will be crazy, and at the worst, it will be dead on the spot.

Zhong Shenxiu also endured the temptation, so he did not directly use the ability of the [herderer] to train this life-and-death guy.

Only by cultivating the soul can one gather and disperse the wishes, not fearing everything, just like an ordinary person.

"Haha, it's all my fellow practitioners who love each other. Since fellow Taoists come here specifically for this Black Mountain meeting, please come in."

The paper crow didn't know that many ways turned around Zhong Shenxiu's heart, flew into the mist, opening a passage for the mist.

Zhong Shenxiu chuckled and followed in. Soon after, she walked to a valley.

There were bonfires burning in the valley, and there were some people sitting next to them.

No, some are not humans!

Zhong Shenxiu looked around and saw that most of the practitioners who came to participate in the Black Mountain Session were hiding their heads and tails, either wearing straw hats or masks.

Some of them simply have Yin Gods leaving their bodies and possessing them on paper men, spirit monkeys, wild wolves, etc., which look like a group of demons dancing around.

At this time, these people looked at him, with jokes in their eyes.

Obviously, I think that guys like Zhong Shenxiu who join the club without any cover-up is either a naughty or a silly and bold.

As for whether to hide it deeply? A congenital warrior hides yarn?
Chapter completed!