Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Six Borrowing Your Life for Thirty Years
"Expert!"
"Master, we're back!"
A few birds in the forest were chirping and flew out. A group of six people excitedly rushed out of the forest with a bunch of four treasures in the study, pulled the big black dog, and ran to the ruined temple while shouting.
At the temple gate, Lu Liangsheng walked out in the morning light, looked at the six people, turned around the temple walls with his hands, waved his hand, and pulled a few rocks on the ground to the side to form a platform.
"The black dog doesn't need it, grind the ink blocks into ink for me."
"Yes, yes, the master is here!"
The bearded man stared at the stone platform made of several large stones, and his eyelids were pounding wildly. He quickly asked his companions to go to the ground, spread the pen, ink, paper and ink, and grind the ink into ink. The man rubbed the ink and raised his head, looking at the figure walking across the courtyard wall with his hands behind his back.
"Master, then the black thread on my arm... will you see if it's gone?"
Lu Liangsheng touched the courtyard wall, turned his face sideways, and smiled and said, "I just wipe it myself."
"ah?"
The man looked down at his arm, quickly wiped his saliva and wiped it. Sure enough, he wiped it clean and it was completely ashes from the bottom of the pot.
However, he did not dare to be angry and smiled.
"A master is a master. You can just play with me at will, hehe~~"
Over there, Lu Liangsheng just smiled and didn't answer anymore. He wiped the dust on his fingertips and turned his head to look and continued:
"Grind the ink and clean out the three walls of Lanruo Temple."
After saying that, he replied again in the temple. The six people wanted to escape but didn't dare. They stood there and hesitated for a while. They had to take off their clothes and wipe the dust from the courtyard wall as a rag, and use a knife to cut off the dead vines.
Lu Liangsheng took a look and returned to the temple to raise fire to cook. Taoist Toad lifted the bedding and came out of the compartment, yawned, slowly turned to the door and looked, walked back to sit next to his apprentice.
"Are you shocking the evil here?"
The scholar nodded and sent a piece of dead branches into the fire: "There are too many business travelers coming from south to north here. If you leave it alone, the evil spirit will be big. However, there will be no living people in the small town at the foot of the mountain."
Lu Liangsheng actually doesn't know how to seal Yinsha. But if he uses painting techniques and magic power to suppress Yinsha, he can still do it. As for how long it takes to suppress it, it is not something that can be determined by his current cultivation level.
After breakfast, six people outside had cleaned the wall of the courtyard.
Lu Liangsheng checked it and asked the six people to come. He picked up a ink inkstone and handed it over.
"Each of you drops a few drops of blood into this inkstone."
Over there, the six men looked at each other and muttered to each other.
"Will the master give me a chance?" "...... Maybe, right? Otherwise, why would you have to drip blood?"
"Isn't it just a little blood? We came from the sword and went from the sword, and were injured a lot."
The big man with a beard swung his knife and cut it into his palm, clenched his fist, and the blood slid into the ink inkstone like a silk thread. When the rest of the people saw that the boss had done it, they also cut it one by one.
The bright red covers the blue and black mixes together.
"Master, we've done it." The bearded man covered his wound and asked, "...but, what is this for?"
Seeing the blood of the ink inkstone accumulate, Lu Liangsheng smiled and took off, picked up a wolf pen and stirred it in it, crossed the six people, walked to the courtyard wall, and the green ink mixed with blood. At this time, it fell on the wall, and it was a dark red color.
"What are you doing? Of course, you want to trap this evil evil in this temple and accumulate good deeds for you six people."
Over there, the six people outside the temple gate were a little confused and accumulated good deeds. Didn’t we give us the opportunity to practice with us?
In the middle, the short and fat figure still couldn't help but ask:
"Why do you need to accumulate good deeds?"
At this moment, as Lu Liangsheng put his pen on the wall and outlined the drawing shape, the short and fat man suddenly felt something in his body being pulled away, and he couldn't stand steadily and almost sat down on the ground.
"I...I...What's going on?"
While speaking, the other six people, including the man with a beard, shook their swords and weapons in their hands, fell to the ground with sweat, and they squeezed into a ball, and they knelt down weakly.
When I was confused, I heard the voice of the master who was holding a pen and writing on the wall.
"You have done a lot of evil things when you burn, kill, loot, and you have done a lot of evil things. You have died at the knife point, right?"
The pen tip was wandering, and a long sleeve was drawn on the courtyard wall, extending upwards, and lifting his naked arms lightly, vaguely showing a picture of a celestial woman descending to the mortal world.
"...Don't rush to deny that I have heard what you said lurking outside the temple last night. You have already done a lot of familiar things. You have to be deprived of good deeds and personal virtues. Instead of dying in the future, you should do something that will benefit the people at the mountain."
The big man with a beard grabbed a knife hard, struggled to get up and rush over, but he was weak in the end, and knelt on the ground again, staring at the figure on the side, roaring loudly.
"What did you do to us?!!"
"I have lived for thirty years and besieged Yinsha in this Lanruo Temple, which is considered to be of great merit."
Lu Liangsheng stopped writing, attracted a water bag, poured a mouthful, sprayed it off the wall, and painted the heavenly woman descending to the mortal world. The magic light flashed, and the man's hair became white in his hair, his skin and muscles were old, with spots on the back of his hands and eyes. In the blink of an eye, he was already over 60 years old.
"This...this...this...this...this, let me wait."
The remaining six people were so scared that they kept kowtowing. The heads with black hair turned into silver threads for a moment, and they were thin and their originally tight robes became loose and worn on their bodies.
The words begging for mercy were hoarse, and the teeth were falling off in my mouth. I couldn't accept such changes and fainted directly.
Lu Liangsheng ignored the sound of begging for mercy in his ears and walked to the next wall.
"You can protect this place for 180 years when your life span is waiting for you. Don't think about destroying it. Your life span has been borrowed and you will not be able to return it. It will take several days for the three courtyard walls to be finished. During this period, you will have a lot of thought to hope that you can still be reincarnated as a human being in the next life."
After saying that, Lu Liangsheng was focused on the painting, and the three walls connected to form a Buddha, the flying scroll was fitted around the monk temple, and then the last picture fell on the spiritual monument in the dry well.
It should be able to trap Yinsha, but it is just trapping. The Yinsha energy connects to the earth's veins and is difficult to eradicate unless the true immortal is cultivating.
.....That's all done.
Do your best.
The morning light shone on his face, and Lu Liangsheng thought as he looked at the strokes and strokes falling in his hand.
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Huaiyizhou.
The sun was hot and there were few shades of trees. On the official road, the business trips were waiting to drink water. A cart stopped, and a Taoist jumped down on it and waved his hand to thank the coachman.
A few hard cakes were taken out from the yellow cloth pocket, and walked to the county town ahead. The streets paved with bluestone tiles were bustling with pedestrians. In the past few days, there were many more people coming from outside than before. The tea shops in the city were almost full every day, and the tea-in-making guys carried long-mouthed teapots back and forth.
The women and children found in Yingshi Mountain and the fact that the gods and immortals appeared that day and night spread, which attracted the people of all over the country to come to the city to join in the fun and listen to some mysterious things that night.
The storyteller even made up the story that happened that day into a story.
"......... The words of the immortals and the law spread throughout the city that day were everywhere. Everyone knew it. Later, our county magistrate was anxious to send the servants in the city. The civil servants went to Yingshi Mountain. What do you think? Hey, as the immortals said, the monument gate on the mountain was towering, the rockery pavilions, the corridors, and the towers were like a fairyland on earth. There, women were beautiful ones one by one..."
Sun Yingxian squatted outside the pavilion outside the tea shop and listened for a while. After eating the cake in his hand, he walked back to the street with a sneer and suddenly bumped into someone.
"Sorry, sorry!"
The man was wearing constable costumes. When he saw that the person who collided with him was a monk, he smiled and sued him, and then walked to a pawnshop nearby...
On the other side, Sun Yingxian, who had walked a few steps, suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the back of the shop.
Chapter completed!