He doesn't know how to summon gods. The only person he can be considered to have a powerful backer is the hellish monks. But summoning them would have serious consequences. Who knows, the moment they appear, these gods and immortals might be the first to purge his enemies, ending his life.

However, the Red-Haired Girl's Ghostly Meeting.

Si Zang had talked to him and said that in such a world of immortals and gods, all professions, regardless of their class, have their own gods. If they really encounter a big problem, they can try to ask for help.

In opera troupes, let alone inviting gods, those who play roles year-round can put on makeup and exude an aura of immortals and gods, driving away evil spirits.

"Stepping the Dipper and Tasting the Stars!"

Lin Feng took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and offered a sacrifice to the heavens!

Interlocking the ring and little fingers of both hands signifies bowing to the ground!

With palms open, thumbs touching, and index fingers hooked onto the extended base of the ring fingers, this is called "Tongren" (通人).

With the three hand gestures changing, his feet traced the path of the Big Dipper. This stepping and striding made it easier to communicate with the gods and immortals, allowing him to step out the Seven Stars Step and sense the Big Dipper.

Correspondingly, Hong Linggui moved closer to Lin Feng's back, and the two of them took a new step on the ground with surprisingly synchronized steps.

At the same time, her hand appeared on Lin Feng's face, her fingers pressed against his face, and she slid down hard, outlining streaks of color on his face.

Lin Feng's eyes widened, and his open palms quickly closed. His thumbs were manipulated by Hong Linggui, who forcefully clenched them into his palms.

Please, Gods, point out the fourth method!

"A deep, rich fragrance resonates with the universe; a lit flame releases a pure aroma that permeates the heavens..."

Lin Feng silently recited the Divine Instruction in his heart, following the rhythm of Hong Linggui's movements. He bypassed the zombies and dodged Lu Yuan, stepping out with a mysterious and profound aura: "I humbly beseech the Great Emperor Huaguang and Marshal Ma, the divine soldiers, act swiftly as commanded!"

The theater in front of Hong Linggui was worshipping the Huaguang Emperor, and Lin Feng naturally followed suit by inviting this one as well. In just a few moments, a strange light shone around him, which was very similar to when Mao Xiaofang invited the god.

Who has called me?

A shout rang in his mind, rising rapidly to his ears: "So you're a participant? Interesting, very interesting. In that case, what are you willing to offer in exchange for my intervention?"

Lin Feng felt a chill run down his spine. The thought that had once crossed his mind suddenly came true: the immortals must know about the participants. "I wonder if there's anything on you that Ma Lingguan would be interested in?"

"It's alright, let me help you solve this problem first."

Ma Lingguan chuckled, and as he spoke, a burst of spiritual fire descended from the sky, like a blooming flower, illuminating all the darkness and drifting into the hall shrouded in yin energy, breaking through numerous obstacles.

Si Zang and Mao Xiaofang turned around, their eyes emerging from the broken darkness. They stared in disbelief at the spiritual fire that had appeared before them, and then turned in a daze in the direction from which the fire had come.

In an instant, all the lanterns and red silk that filled the hall disappeared, and the demons and monsters that crowded around them scattered into ashes on the ground.

The calm face of the Tai Sui God in the hall immediately disappeared, and the old man's body swayed and transformed back into the statue, causing everything around to return to its original dilapidated state.

Until the light drizzle began to fall, it touched Lin Feng's unexpected expression.

That's intense?

In the blink of an eye, everything vanished. Even the evil ghost's cat and bird heads couldn't withstand it for more than a few seconds before completely disappearing.

Si Zang finally remembered to breathe, inhaling deeply the cold air, and peered out from the hall. He saw the shimmering light emanating from Lin Feng reflected in those still-shaken eyes, and his brow furrowed as he hurriedly stepped forward: "Suibian!"

Lin Feng quickly shook his head, looked away, pointed at Lu Yuan lying on the ground, and ignored Si Zang.

At this moment, a very peaceful and ordinary figure slowly appeared in his mental world, not as frightening as he had expected: "What's your name?"

"Number, no name."

"No name? Did you trade it to someone else?" The figure gradually approached, looking Lin Feng up and down, carefully examining the demonic power wrapped around him, without showing any rejection or disgust.

"Yes," Lin Feng answered honestly.

"Your skill in cultivating inner energy is quite good, but unfortunately you've taken some shortcuts, which is somewhat similar to the Supreme Being's detachment from emotions."

In just a moment, the figure roughly knew everything about Lin Feng, which seemed to be the main reason why he did not harbor any ill will towards Lin Feng.

"I have no ill intentions toward you. Since you have mastered the Taoist techniques, you are considered my junior. Remember, the way to invoke the gods lies in calling their names. Do not call them the wrong names."

"I entrust these three secret manuals to you, and please deliver them to the Nightmare Space on my behalf, and give them to Shop No. 97 in the Workshop District."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of Lin Feng disappeared. When his vision returned to normal, he saw three books that had appeared in his hand without him noticing.

"The Secret Method of Marshal Ma, the Righteous Spirit Official of the Golden-Armed Round-Light Fiery Rhinoceros Immortal - Version 198"

"The Exorcism Secrets of Marshal Ma, the Supreme Commander of Shangqing - Revised Mandarin Edition"

"The Secret Method for Summoning the Divine Official Fire Rhinoceros Immortal of the Righteous One Side - Illustrated Edition"

"If you want to learn, you can, but it will conflict with the power within you... You will find a way." The voice slowly disappeared from Lin Feng's ears until it was completely gone, as if nothing had ever happened.

Just then, Si Zang finished examining Lu Yuan's condition. Before he could figure out how to open the troublesome armor, he noticed the unusual change in Lin Feng's expression.

"How is it?" Si Zang left Lu Yuan behind and walked over.

Lin Feng handed over the secret technique in his hand: "It's nothing, he just asked me to deliver these things to the workshop area."

"Tsk tsk, whatever, you've really gotten a great deal." Si Zang took the secret manual, glanced at it briefly, and then let out a long sigh. As he returned it, he poured out all the words that had been on his mind at once: "The most important thing about these mystical matters is to avoid having a good heart. In our words, it's about faith. If you're sincere, that's fine, but modern people have too many distracting thoughts. Not many can truly calm their minds. Some people even think that the characters in Journey to the West are not good people. It's fine to treat this as a story in ordinary times, but in this world... it has given the gods some insight. When the time comes, they might not only help you, but they might even take you down first."

"As long as one's heart is sincere, why worry that the Supreme Law won't work... Hehe, today you not only invited genuine Taoist immortals and gods, but also acquired three secret techniques. You're quite impressive!"

Si Zang was overjoyed, radiating an aura of immense pride. Suddenly, he sensed something, pulled out the tortoise shell, and flashed it, his face beaming with delight: "Heavenly Official bestows blessings, all taboos are lifted, I'm rich! I'm rich!"

"Click!"

As if in response to Si Zang's words, Lu Yuan's mask automatically opened, revealing his bluish face.

Hearing Si Zang's laughter, Mao Xiaofang, who had come over, looked at Lu Yuan's face and then stood up and said, "Brother, your friend's consciousness is damaged. He will recover after a few days of rest after waking up."

"Rest in peace?" Si Zang and Lin Feng looked over at the same time, staring at the weak face and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Feng then asked, "Master Mao, do you know where the village to the east of here is?"

"The village to the east? Oh, you've come here for him too?" Mao Xiaofang looked around at the surroundings, then glanced at Lin Feng, who was exuding a strange aura, and remembered that the other man had been able to summon Ma Lingguan to possess him: "It's a long story. A few days ago, I received a letter from an old friend on a spirit crane, asking for help. He said that he had encountered a demon causing trouble and asked me to come and rescue him."

"Halfway there, we happened to meet a ghost messenger on business. We took the opportunity to make some connections and inquire about the situation here... Several reincarnated souls said that someone in the village had died and a group of demons had stormed the mourning hall."

"Alas, that man was a hunter in his previous life, and he committed many killings. After he suddenly died in his home, he encountered several spiritual animals that came to take his life. So he borrowed their energy to rise from the dead, swallowed those animals, and transformed into a demon."

Mao Xiaofang sighed deeply: "I was going to find some restraining items, but I don't know why, everything was fine until I entered this place and ran into obstacles everywhere. I even encountered some demons who knew Taoist magic... After several twists and turns, all the things I was carrying were gone. In the end, I had no choice but to beg these people, and then I was captured and brought here."

"If you hadn't intervened just now... and if the evil spirit hadn't been causing trouble, I wouldn't have needed to beg her for help if I had seen through her true form sooner..."

Si Zang frowned: "You mean things started going wrong as soon as we entered this place?"

"It's not just bad luck, I heard there was a very powerful Taoist priest with one eyebrow, and I wanted to pay him a visit, but all I saw along the way were wandering ghosts..." Mao Xiaofang raised an eyebrow and immediately retorted.

He quickly looked at the weapon in his hand, then handed it over with a troubled expression: "Brother, where have you been these past few years?"

"What, trying to trick me again?" Si Zang twisted his neck and rolled his eyes, not taking the weapon: "These things are meant for you, so I'll lend them to you."

Mao Xiaofang's eyes darted around, and he hurriedly withdrew his arms and hugged them tightly.

"Hmph, how could I not see through your little schemes? We'll talk about it when you've reached a certain level of cultivation." Si Zang glanced at him with extreme disdain. After spending some time with Mao Xiaofang, he had figured out the other man's style. He was upright and honest, but ignorant of worldly affairs.

Of course, this wasn't just him; Yi Mei and Lin Jiu were the same. Every time their disciples got into trouble, these masters were partly to blame. In terms of subduing demons and monsters, this guy was never ambiguous, but when it came to teaching disciples, he had problems in every way.

Furthermore, how could Si Zang not know what Mao Xiaofang was planning? When he saw him again more than ten years later through the entrance to another mission world, he would also want to seek a connection with him.

Divination of good or bad fortune is fine, but seeking the Tao to change one's fate is another matter. Even he is just looking for a cause and walking his own future path.