Huang Lao Dao danced the sword technique of Daziwu all morning, and sweated from the inside out, and felt a little calm. The helper from the garden had already brought hot chicken soup and scallion pancakes. He ate it hotly and immediately recovered his energy.

Thinking of his previous terrified appearance, I couldn't help but laugh secretly. Why did I get upset by a few chickens after decades of practice? Why wouldn't the boy next door be able to calm down?

After the scholar Lao Gui escaped, Xu Changsheng quietly returned to the room. Now he was as light as a swallow. When he jumped past the old Taoist, Huang Lao Dao didn't even notice it at all. He had just had breakfast and finished washing up. He was just coming out of the door, stretched his waist towards Ouchi, and smiled and said, "Brother Huang got up early..."

Laodao Huang looked at him and sighed slightly, "Junior Brother Xu, although we practitioners of Taoism do not practice in the winter and in the summer, our morning homework must not be abandoned. Sleeping in is not a good habit."

"Hey, my senior brother is right, am I young? Young people are sleepy."

“That’s the excuse.”

Huang Laodao shook his head repeatedly, and said a pity: "Who has never been young? I remember that when I first entered the mountain gate, I had to get up before the hour of Mao. After the morning class, I had to go to the teacher to listen to his teachings. The senior brother has his current cultivation level, which is the foundation laid when he was young... Brother Xu, Brother Xu, I think you are a talented talent, so I will give you some advice."

Xu Changsheng nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, senior brother, what you taught is so right."

I thought to myself that this old Taoist is also a personal spirit. Although he didn't help much yesterday, he refused to let out blood in his eyebrows. Ye Tianming still called out "Brother Xu" and the old Taoist must be unable to figure out his origin, so he would just make friends with all his heart.

This old Taoist said to be a monk, but he is an expert with personal friendships. He is also a real person. This time he was unlucky and met a scholar and an old ghost. Otherwise, the title of "living immortal on land" would be considered a certain person; if Ye Tianming promotes it in the future, he will be a beauties in the upper class. Xu Changsheng really secretly regrets the old Taoist.

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, he saw Meng Meng hurried over from a distance. Before he could reach a loud voice, he arrived first: "Master Huang, Master Huang, your method is not effective, something big happened! Ah... Master Xu, are you here too?"

Huang Laodao said with a stern face: "Mr. Meng, you think it through before you talk about it. I am the true teaching of Maoshan. With the protection of the ancestor, how could my method not work?"

"Little...No, Miss Ru's illness is recurring. She was sleepy early in the morning. Zhang's mother, who helped the servant, could not wake her up after calling her for a long time! Chairman Ye has arrived, so I asked me to invite the Taoist priest to take a look."

"How come this is the case!"

Lao Dao Huang was so anxious that he stomped his feet and knew that things were going to be bad.

He is Maoshan's Dharma. Although painting the talismans seems easy, it is actually a talisman that he has received the protection of his ancestors after receiving the talisman. It is almost like killing a chicken and killing a chicken.

Now that the magic talisman has failed, if Miss Ru had not had other conditions, she would have encountered a very powerful sneaky person.

The old Taoist felt a little guilty. What kind of life is he? He was about to become the benefactor of the Ye family, and Wu Sucheng Liguan was right in front of him, and he was in trouble. If he couldn't hold on this time, he would not only not get the benefits, but also lose his reputation and go back to the mountain in shame. What would he see those brothers then?

"Go away!" The old Taoist was so anxious that he turned around and was about to rush to Miss Ru's boudoir. It was Xu Changsheng who reminded him: "Senior brother, don't you bring your big sword or small gourd?"

"What a big guarantee...ah, yes, yes, yes, big sword! Fortunately, junior brother, please remind me... By the way, Mr. Meng, you can immediately get some yellow sand for me now. You need the best river sand, and you can sift it over carefully. There should be no impurities inside. The faster the better. If you get it, you will send it to the little lady's room."

"Huangsha? Is Taoist Priest going to build a house here?"

"You are just building a house. I'm not a bricklayer..."

The old Taoist was almost madly angry by Meng Meng. Who is Ye Tianming looking for? He stomped his feet and turned around and left. The most important thing now is to stabilize Ye Tianming first. If he could drag it for a few days, he could ask for help from Juqushan.

But is it really useful to invite those senior brothers and younger brothers to come? Since my teacher Xian went, Beimao Juqu was getting worse every day. Even if I was the person with the highest cultivation level among my senior brothers, the more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, the more I felt upset. The old Taoist was almost worried.

"Senior brother, wait."

The old Taoist was so anxious that the old fox, Xu Changsheng, who was as hard as iron, could not bear it. He wanted to explain the scholar's old ghost to the old Taoist, so that he could prepare early, but he did not expect that the old Taoist would have a backup plan.

Generally, Taoist practices cannot use yellow sand. Once you are ready to use it, you have to hold back your ultimate move. When Xu Changsheng was wandering in the rivers and lakes in his early years, he heard the "experts" talk about the "masters" about the ten-standard formations of the Maoshan School's secret methods. One of them was called the "yellow sand formation". It has all kinds of magical and unpredictable powers, and it is dedicated to subdue ghosts and monsters.

The Ten Absolute Formation was originally created by Mr. Mao. In later generations, a guy named Xu Zhonglin wrote it into the book, and changed the name of the Yellow Sand Formation to the Red Sand Formation. Because this book is widely circulated, even ordinary people have heard of the name of the array.

When Xu Changsheng and the old Taoist arrived at Miss Ru's boudoir, Ye Tianming had already arrived. He was frowning and looking at the beauty who was still sleeping on the bed. Seeing the old Taoist Huang, Ye Tianming said in a deep voice: "Old immortal, Ping'er had recovered her health yesterday, but she had relapsed after only one night. I wonder what the reason is?"

Although he was still very polite, there was a hint of displeasure in his words.

"This morning, I heard a few roosters screaming fiercely. Now it seems that it is probably the one who is sneaking around and returning... Chairman Ye should not be in a hurry, let me see the little lady first."

Ye Tianming nodded slightly: "Okay, it's time for Taoist priest."

Huang Laodao stroked the talisman water between Miss Ru's eyebrows, his expression changed, and he sneered: "It's true! What a bold sneaky person. I think you are not easy to practice. I didn't kill you yesterday, but you didn't know how to be ungrateful, okay! Since this is the case, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Xu Changsheng wanted to laugh when he heard this, and thought to himself that you shouldn't show off in front of my elder brother Ye, saying it as if he was the compassionate Guanyin. You are afraid that you are more guilty than anyone else at this moment, right? Can't you see that this sneaky talisman that is not afraid of your retreat order must be an old ghost who has been around for a long time?

"Dao Master Huang said that the sneaky man was back yesterday?"

Ye Tianming's face tightened. Although he had seen strong winds and waves, he was just a physical mortal. How could he not be afraid of ghosts and gods? His beloved person was naturally even more nervous when he was entangled by sneakyness.

"Don't worry, Chairman Ye, just a stupid ghost. Since it doesn't know how to advance or retreat, I'll just give it a break!"

As the old Taoist Huang was speaking, Meng Meng's voice said, "Everyone is gentle and carry the yellow sand in...Master Huang, is it in the house?"

"Don't blame the chairman. This ghost is so bold. I'm afraid it's a little capable. I want to completely eliminate him and set up a formation...Mr. Meng, let your people spread the yellow sand on the ground. Except for a foot in front of Miss Ru's bed, the rest of the place must be covered, and it must be flat and even."

Meng Meng was looking for skilled workers, and within a moment, he spread the yellow sand according to Huang Laodao's request.

Lao Dao Huang looked at Ye Tianming and Xu Changsheng, and showed a hint of pride. He walked to the open space in front of Miss Ru's bed, pulled out a large sword, raised his hand and threw out a few yellow talisman papers, and shouted "Qi"! Several talisman papers suddenly turned into several flames, and were gently penetrated by him on the sword.

The old Taoist danced his sword and took a strange step under his feet. He muttered a word: "The ancestor is here, and now a disciple of later generations encounters a stubborn ghost. I still ask the ancestor to borrow the Dharma to help me form a formation! The yellow sand moves together with the three realms, the yellow sand moves together with millions of soldiers, the yellow sand is angry with the mountains and rivers, the yellow sand is clear with the demons, the heaven and earth are endless, the universe is borrowing Dharma, the universe is fast!"

With the old Taoist's call, the yellow sand spread on the ground slowly floated up, and finally it was more than one meter high from the ground. Ye Tianming and Xu Changsheng were like being in a sea of ​​sand, with rolling yellow sand at the sight!
Chapter completed!