MTL - Celestial Immortal-Chapter 12 I offer extraordinary offerings, Shangqing Lingbao offerings

  Chapter 12 I offer extraordinary offerings, Shangqing Lingbao offerings

  Little Ghost is a little surprised.

  It is not the group of unseen little ghosts outside. Following Taoist Xu Ping, it has more knowledge than many practitioners.

  The new introductory brothers and sisters of the Lingshan School are all carefully selected by the elders of the teachers, and each of them has good practice qualifications.

  The first step is to practice and enter the path. It can take a few days, ten days and a half a month, and many years.

  Entry, this is purely based on talent and chance.

  The moonlight came down that night, and the little devil was not surprised that the brother entered the Dao in his first practice.

  The master’s vision is very poisonous, and he has known the senior's cultivating aptitude for a long time on the grounds of "checking the senior's physical hazards".

   has been staring for a long time.

  Senior brother has a good talent, which is not surprising.

  Yes. Cultivation is a water-grinding skill.

  From entering Taoism to possessing Taoism mana.

  Ordinary Lingshan Sect disciples can take more than a month at the earliest, and my brother has only cultivated for a few days.

  "Brother, really?"

  Little Ghost is a little unbelievable.

  Chu Chen smiled.

After    swallowed the "Moon Demon" spirit, signs of mana grew in his body.

  In the past few days, the sun has been harvesting the air to balance the yin and yang in the body. Finally, Sisi mana has been born.

   "I have the power of Taoism, but unfortunately I can't write or spill food charms, and I can't spill food spells. Please go to sleep at home, don't think too much."

  Chu Chen touched Little Guizai's head.

  A breath of coldness, very comfortable, refreshing and refreshing, it is a must for family.

  The little devil slapped his brother's salted pig hands with surprise on his face.

  "Brother, I will swear the curse, and I will teach you."

   "No, I'm a ghost, I can't recite this spell, otherwise I might transform myself into jelly."

  Di 嘀 murmured a few words, the little devil disappeared with a scream.

   Soon it went back and forth, found paper and pen, picked up the pen and dipped the ink, and swiped a line of spells.

  【Splashing Mantra: This offering is extraordinary offering, Shangqing Lingbao offering. Transformed into jelly, feasting on ghosts. Anxious as Taiyi saves suffering Tianzun's law. 】

  "Brother, this is an important spell of war and horse spells. Sprinkling of food spells and sprinkling of food talisman is the marching food. With these, you can call soldiers and horses to fight during the day, and you must learn spells when raising ghosts."

  After writing, the little devil looks expectantly at his brother, and hopes that his brother will become a dragon.

  Whether we can have an extra long-term meal ticket is up to the brother.

  Chu Chen came to the spirit.

  The art of soldiers and horses and the art of raising ghosts are one of the spells he is most interested in.

  In Xin'an City, people come and go, and there is a constant stream.

  Chu Chen wore a green robes and walked the streets.

The little ghost is holding the oil paper umbrella in one hand, and holding Chu Chen's hand in the other. The sun is full, but he is full of energy, showing no signs of wilting, jumping and jumping, quite happy, children love to play and love to show off their lively nature. The incisive and vivid.

  Of course, outsiders can't see the little ghost, it can only entertain itself.

Before Dao Chang left the house, he left Chu Chen five pennies.

  To be honest, the money is not too much.

  But if you don’t have to pay for daily expenses, it’s quite generous if you just use it for daily use.

  In the past two days, Chu Chen wandered around. During the period, he bought all sorts of food and odds and ends, which cost less than three hundred dollars.

  This proves one more point-on the importance of holding thighs.

  Walking on the street of Dongshi, but seeing dozens of people gathered in a circle, shouting and shouting.

  "Brother, there are jugglers there!"

  Little Guizai pulled Chu Chen into the crowd.

   came to the booth.

  The owner of the stall looks like a middle-aged man in his 30s and 40s, but with a hunchback and hunched back, like a dying old man.

   "Come, come, put money into my precious wooden box, the fairy boy in the sky will sing and dance, come and come, the rich will hold a money market, and those who don’t have money will hold a private one."

  The stall is not big, and the shouts are loud.

  In front of the stall owner, a wooden box was placed about one foot high.

  Don’t say it, there is really a "Fair Master" who throws a handful of copper coins into the small mouth in the middle of the wooden box.

   "Wow!"

  The wooden box did not move.

  The owner of the stall smiled: "Money can make ghosts grind, and Fairy is no exception. Come, come, and rich people hold a money market."

   "Wow!"

  Throw coins all over the sky, ding dong.

  Now, the wooden box finally moved.

  A small person really crawled out of the small mouth of the wooden box.

  The little man is very short, less than a foot, with red lips and white teeth, and full of grace. He is dressed up as a fairy boy, like the image of a fairy boy depicted in the murals of a temple.

  The little man dances and sings, dancing gracefully and singing.

   attracted the passers-by to clap applause and cheers.

After a dance, the villain got into the wooden box again.

  The stall owner began to yell again, fooling the surrounding people to hold a money market.

   "Wow, la la la~"

  Throw coins all over the sky.

  The villain came out again, dancing and dancing

  There are more and more people gathering around, and it is very lively.

  Chu Chen didn't care about it at first, just as watching the excitement.

  He has also seen a dwarf pocket man, which is not uncommon.

  Jianghu artists rely on dwarf juggling to make a living, which is also a common occurrence.

  But, the villain and the wooden box in front of you are weird!

  If there is no entry into the Tao, no Taoism magic power in the body, he will not be able to detect it.

  This meeting, he felt it clearly.

  The little man, the wooden box faintly has a magical suction, and he wants to **** some of his body into the wooden box.

  He can't breathe away, so the passers-by onlookers might not be so lucky.

  Is this a weird spirit? Or are there demons and evil spirits?

  The wooden box, the villain is weird!

  Chu Chen's heart shook, and without a word, he pulled the little ghost boy out of the stall.

  "Brother, why don’t you watch it? I want to watch it again. The villain dances very well, and the song is very good. I still want to watch it."

  The little ghost is reluctant to leave.

  Chu Chen ignored it, took the little ghost boy, turned from the corner of the street, and walked directly towards the center of the city.

  When encountering ghosts and spirits, the first choice is naturally that the ghosts and gods are in charge.

  However, Chu Chen learned that the ghosts and gods, Guan Si, and the elite were all taken out of the city by the Taoist chief, and there was no one to find.

  Ghosts and gods can’t control the secretary, so you can only find the government.

  As a disciple of the Taoist master, Chu Chen really met the magistrate Xu.

   County magistrate Xu heard Chu Chen’s narrative, and he immediately noticed something was wrong with his experience.

  Without a word, he immediately ordered the court to arrest people.

  Not long after, Dianshi took the humpback stall owner and the wooden box villain back to the yamen, put them in a prison, and censored them.

  The stall owner’s mouth is very hard, and he doesn’t know if he asks three questions, pretending to be a fool.

   Then, began to interrogate the villain.

  The villain dare not say at first, after repeated cross-examination, the villain tells the story of his life.

  The villain was originally a child born outside the county. On the way to the private school, he was put in a sack by the stall owner, took evil medicine, shrank sharply, and turned into a pocket dwarf.

  After some training by the stall owner, the villain has learned a lot of juggling styles, and since then, he juggles around to make a profit for the stall owner.

   County magistrates Xu Wei and Chu Chen heard what happened to the villain and became furious.

  This humpback stall owner, bad pus, **** pickled stuff!

   "Asshole thing! What do you say?"

   County magistrate Xu was anxious, hit the gavel, and angrily pointed at the stall owner.

  The hunchback stall owner was frightened and fell to his knees, crying bitterly:

   "Master county magistrate, Xiaomin is also forced to be helpless."

  (End of this chapter)