Then-
He removed the Ghost Suppressing Talisman from the Ghost Jar.
Roar!
It roared like a ferocious beast.、
The ghosts instinctively felt fear.
This roar.
It made their souls tremble.
At the mouth of the jar.
A black smoke actually appeared.
It was shaped like a human head.
He opened the blood basin and bit down on the folded evil spirit.
Then, it shrank back into the jar.
On the table, the figure of the evil spirit had already disappeared.
The entire process took less than 0.5 seconds.
Because they were ghosts, they could see more clearly.
However, if it was the naked eye of an ordinary person.
There was no way to see what had happened in that instant.
Unless he searched frame by frame.
Fear!
Fear that originated from the soul!
They were afraid of Xie Heng.
It was just that he was afraid of Xie Heng's powerful Dao technique.
Then, facing the existence in the jar...
It was the suppression of the same level of ghosts!!
"It can't be."
The female malicious ghost realized something.
But it was too late.
The remaining ghosts were all folded by Xie Heng.
One by one, they were sent to the mouth of the jar and swallowed by the existence inside.
"No!"
............
The female malicious ghost screamed miserably.
It had never expected this.
In the end, he was actually eaten by other ghosts.
After all the ghosts were eaten clean.
Only the remnants of Yin Qi were still floating around.
Xie Heng didn't know when.
Between his index finger and middle finger.
A yellow talisman appeared.
After being ignited by Xie Heng's Dao Qi.
The Yin Qi in the room immediately dissipated.
The temperature returned to normal.
Xie Heng stuck the Ghost Suppressing Talisman on the jar again.
He put away the Soul Beckoning Banner.
It was as if nothing had happened tonight.
Zhang Guozhong's guess was not wrong.
A refined soul body was nothing to a living person.
There was very little value in using it.
Therefore, Xie Heng spent a lot of effort to set up Daoist techniques in his own house.
It was mainly to protect Harmony.
On the other hand, it was also to capture ghosts to refine.
The effect was obvious.
That was to feed the ghost in the jar.
"Even if it's a malicious ghost's soul body, its effect is still too small.”
Xie Heng sighed.
All these years, as long as a ghost appeared near his and Zhou Xiaoyi's house, they would be able to escape.
He would bring her home.
Then, he fed it to the ghost in the jar.
During times of famine, there were even cases of cannibalism.
Therefore, it was very common for big ghosts to eat small ghosts.
After devouring each other, it could nourish one's soul.
He wanted to make himself stronger so that his soul would not easily dissipate.
However, Xie Heng was like this.
Through a special method.
It refined the ghost's soul.
Then, he would give it to other ghosts to eat.
The effect would be ten times higher than the former.
Even so.
For the person in the jar.
The effect was still a little small.
............
"Master!"
Xie Heng gently wiped the jar with his sleeve.
The jar was closed.
In fact, he had always been Xie Heng's master.
That was the Zhengyi friend that Zhang Guozhong had been looking for.
A few years ago, before Xie Heng left the mountain.
His master had already died.
When his master handed the purple robe to Xie Heng.
Xie Heng finally knew.
The reason why his master had brought him along was because he was a young man.
They moved to a small place like Linhai City.
It was because the Daoist temple in Linhai City was one of Zhengyi's ancestral sites.
It could be considered the place of origin.
That was why it happened after Xie Heng and his master arrived.
Only then would the Taoist temple be rebuilt.
Moreover, only the most important main hall was rebuilt, not newly built!
............
"In another year and a half, your master's mission will be completed.”
"Now that you've grown up, I'm already halfway done.”
"There's only one last thing left.”
"When this matter is over, I still have to go find my friend from Mao Mountain.”
"I made an appointment with him. He brought me to various places to broaden my horizons, and I taught him Dao techniques.”
Xie Heng still remembered that night.
The way his master was holding a cattail leaf fan and talking to him while sitting in the courtyard.
The stern him revealed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.
His eyes were filled with longing, as if he had finally heaved a sigh of relief.
There was hope for tomorrow.
She had always thought that Xie Heng would only do it occasionally.
He had heard his master say that he had come to Seaside City because he had a mission on his shoulders.
However, every time Xie Heng asked his master.
He didn't get a reply.
He just kept telling Xie Heng to study hard.
He would know everything in the future.
Originally, Xie Heng thought that this kind of life would last for a long time.
He spent every day with his master and cultivated his Dao techniques. His days were quite comfortable.
After taking the photo, Xie Heng held the money happily.
Following his master's instructions, he stayed in the city for a night.
He returned to the Taoist temple the next day.
They watched helplessly as the incense burned into the ground.
Xie Heng finally understood.
There was no such thing as an eternal life in this world.
That night-
His master, who was usually as strong as a bull, suddenly fell ill.
He fell at the foot of the mountain.
............
"It just has to be this one and a half year."
"Maybe my fate has come to this.”
His master's rough hand held Xie Heng tightly.
He took out a yellow talisman that he had prepared beforehand and placed it in Xie Heng's hand.
Then, he told Xie Heng everything.
It turned out that the few big shots of Longhu Mountain many years ago.
He had already calculated that the ghost door was about to open.
This Hellgate was the true Gate of the Netherworld.
The Nether Gate was not just a door.
Instead, it symbolized the concept of completely opening up the Yin and Yang World.
For example, the Hellgate that had appeared in Seaside City tonight, which had caused the magnetic field to mutate to a Grade B.
It could be understood as one of the Nether Gate.
Once the Nether Gate reappeared, all the ghosts would be released.
At that time, a lot of people would definitely die.
At this point, it was obvious that the Nether Gate had indeed reappeared.
But that was all for the future.
So-
It was the same as the plot in Xie Heng's comic book.
Many big shots gathered together and needed a solution.
After thinking about it, he finally thought of something.
He could use Linhai City, one of the ancestral sites of Zhengyi.
With hundreds of years of accumulation of incense and Daoist Qi.
It was used as a gateway to limit Hellgate's reappearance.
He used a special Dao technique to bind the two together!
It could be understood as-
This Taoist temple was the customs for people to cross the border.
If he locked this, Hellgate would not be able to appear.
He needed someone with enough cultivation to take charge.
It would take at least six years to complete the binding and form a suppression.
In the end, after some discussion, this task fell on Xie Heng's master's shoulders.
Hence, Xie Heng followed his master to Linhai City.
Master's only request-
She just didn't want to renovate the place herself.
The mountain had sent a few disciples to help rebuild it in advance.
What was ridiculous was that only a main hall and a resting room were built.
............
Just like that, time flew.
It was a ritual that lasted for several years.
He was about to succeed.
That was why her master looked so happy.
As long as this matter was resolved.
Then society would still be a civilized and harmonious society.
There wouldn't be any ghosts or monsters.
Xie Heng, this disciple, had also won his heart.
He could entrust her with his life and enjoy his old age.
Everything was developing in a beautiful direction.
Until, a year before the end of the ritual.
The story still lost to ignorant people.
At night and during the day, ear-piercing noises could be heard from outside the door.
Smashing doors and climbing walls were common.
No matter what his master said, no matter how much he persuaded him, no matter how much he lowered his voice.
They did not believe a single word.
"You dare to lie like this?"
"The reappearance of the Hellgate?”
"Isn't it because you don't give enough money?”
“......”
Xie Heng could still clearly remember those unpleasant words.
That night in the city without knowing the situation.
Xie Heng hugged the photo that had just been developed and slept soundly.
At the same time.
His master decided to take the last gamble.
He tried to use the Life Soul of one of his three souls.
To speed up the progress of the ritual.
He was also very clear that the success rate of this kind of thing was so low that it was almost invisible.
Therefore, a miracle did not happen.
The result was a failure.
The usual lunatics were jokingly called soulless.
In fact, it was not without basis.
His master, who had lost his life spirit, was facing it.
That was, to become a lunatic.
However, his master could not face himself like this.
He had already made preparations long before he made his move.
He set up a killer move.
At the moment of failure.
Kill yourself.
This damned jar was given to Xie Heng by his master.
It was used to store his soul.
Because he was missing a soul.
Therefore, even if he died, it was impossible for him to have consciousness.
Zhang Guozhong's guess from the beginning was correct.
The Ghost Suppressing Talisman on the Ghost Jar.
It was drawn by Xie Heng's master himself.
The Lightning Strike on it was also prepared for himself.
Zhang Guozhong naturally couldn't tell the difference and repeatedly exclaimed.
The funny thing was-
He had spent his entire life instilling Xie Heng with the thought of serving the common people.
In the end, his master died in the hands of the common people.
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