Chapter 875 Let's Go Inside and Take a Look
Seeing Master Han holding a long sword, looking menacing as if he were about to kill the guardian spirit, Song Chunxue felt her scalp tingle and her back go cold, and dared not look closely.
In her mind, household spirits and household gods are very sacred and not at all easy to deal with. If you encounter one with a strange temper, it can subdue you completely.
Although she embarked on the path of cultivation, she understood that Taoism was the most unrestrained and free of all cultivation schools, and that people had the greatest rights.
Song Chunxue believed that Taoists did not allow their disciples to belittle themselves.
The Taoist Nine-Character Mantra: Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Zhen, Lie, Qian, Xing.
Various Taoist edicts are commands to the gods, such as: the edict of the Supreme Lord Laozi, the urgent decree of the Supreme Lord Laozi, and the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden, who bestows upon me true enlightenment, as if the power of heaven and earth and the gods can be used by me, protecting the disciple to travel freely in heaven and earth, and that ghosts and gods dare not obstruct me.
However, the superstitions she was exposed to as a child instilled in her an extraordinary awe and fear of ghosts and spirits.
She couldn't help but feel panicked and afraid, and hid behind her senior brother.
"You are a disciple of the Moon-Accompanying Immortal, my junior brother, and a fellow Daoist of Master Han. You are just a ghost immortal or evil spirit. What are you afraid of?"
Lord Zhao noticed her discomfort and pressed his palm heavily on her shoulder.
"Yes, I'm not afraid." She clenched her fist with her five fingers together, trying to keep her mind undisturbed.
"Aren't you coming out? Do you want me to shatter your soul?" Seeing no movement from behind the table, Master Han shouted, "Show yourself at once!"
The sound startled Song Chunxue, making her tremble.
Fangyue smiled and looked at her, "I didn't call you, why are you so nervous?"
“I know that the guardian spirits in your area are mostly soldiers who were sent to guard and monitor during a major war in a certain dynasty. They were killed by the local people together. They died tragically and their resentment was too strong. The emperor ordered the local people to worship them as guardian spirits. I heard about this when I traveled before.”
"But those ghost immortals were all ordinary soldiers in their previous lives. Putting aside their literacy, their character and upbringing are unknown, and they each have their own temper. It is said that quite a few people have suffered at their hands. Does your family have any?"
Song Chunxue shook her head. "My family doesn't have any, but I've heard of it. The Niu family and the Chen family do. There was a young man in the Niu family in the village who was bullied outside, so he killed a chicken to sacrifice to the family god when he got home, so that the family god would seek revenge."
"Also, the household gods of the Chen family in our neighborhood are particularly stingy. They will try every means to get back anything that their family gives away, so no one dares to do business with them."
Song Chunxue gets scared when this is mentioned.
“I was worried for years because the Niu family girl gave my child an old book. Later I heard that their household gods had been sent away, and then I was finally at ease.”
Lord Zhao handed her a piece of cinnabar, saying, "Our disciple is afraid of this? People will laugh at us if word gets out. Take this with you first. Once you see their true nature, you won't be intimidated by their titles."
As they were talking, a series of cracking noises came from inside the room. It seemed that Master Han had captured something and was whipping it.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a wooden sign.
"You all get out," Master Han said calmly. "This thing has devoured too many mortals' life force and souls, and now it really thinks it's someone important. I'll teach it a lesson."
The trembling Princess Anyang was helped up from the ground by Fangyue. "Let's go, don't worry, Master Han will take care of him."
But Princess Anyang shook her head fearfully, her voice barely audible, "I once nurtured him with my heart's blood, I'm afraid..."
"Smack!"
Before he could finish speaking, Master Han lashed the wooden sign with his whip, shattering the shiny sign in two.
"It seems I shouldn't have left you a way out. You even dared to use such insidious and evil magic. You're not worthy of being called a ghost immortal!"
"Get out, all of you!" Han Daozhang shouted.
Everyone left the house!
"Bang!"
The next moment, the door closed from the inside.
Then came a series of loud crackling sounds, accompanied by the noise of lightning strikes.
Song Chunxue, who had been feeling uneasy, became increasingly calm, and her fear gradually faded away.
There are always people better than you, and there are always immortals better than you.
Not everyone called "immortal" is the immortal she is thinking of.
"Senior Brother, do you have a way to deal with what's inside?" Song Chunxue asked softly. "If Master Han isn't here, can you subdue him?"
Lord Zhao said calmly, "Of course. It's just that it's more cautious and laborious than Master Han's method, and it requires external help, but there's always a way to suppress him."
"Junior brother, you can do it too someday."
Song Chunxue nodded, "Yes, I can definitely do it."
Later, his senior brother told him that even though Master Han disdained being someone's guardian spirit, he was still worshipped and had a thriving incense offering.
She couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Master Han.
Princess Anyang sat weakly against a pillar, her forehead covered in sweat.
I used to only have awe for my own immortal, but I have experienced many incredible things over and over again.
He would appear in dreams, fall ill, consult masters for divination, fulfill too many requests from the spirits, and later even offer various elixirs.
After Song Che visited a few times, she felt that she was the chosen one, which was why she had such a powerful guardian spirit protecting her.
It wasn't until later, when she accidentally learned that the so-called elixir produced by Song Che was made from the flesh and blood of mortals, as well as evil things such as the placenta and fetal spirits of humans and livestock, that she was so frightened that she couldn't sleep for several nights.
At that time, the immortals' demands became increasingly unreasonable, her fear grew stronger, she lost a lot of hair, and she couldn't sleep or eat well.
Even King Xuan had come to pay homage to the immortals, yet he was beaten so badly by a Taoist priest.
She was manipulated by the spirits.
She could accept these things, but she was unwilling to admit that Song Chunxue could one day subdue the immortals.
She was just an old Taoist nun from a remote mountain village, someone who couldn't be brought into the public eye.
What makes her so remarkable that she repeatedly surprises people, transforming herself from someone completely unremarkable to someone increasingly out of reach?
This instilled a sense of panic and fear in Princess Anyang.
She feared that she would remain stuck in the same place, while that person seemed to be favored by heaven and earth, transcending worldly affairs and leaving them all far behind.
For the first time in her life, Princess Anyang felt that people like Zhao Jin, Daoist Han, and Song Chunxue truly did not take them, the royal family, seriously.
Suddenly, she understood why Xie Zheng treated Song Chunxue so differently; they seemed to be the same kind of people.
Xie Zheng's repeated acts of defiance against powerful figures since his youth, despite being demoted and exiled, stemmed from his complete disregard for imperial power and wealth.
Princess Anyang withdrew her gaze, feeling utterly weak, and quietly left with the help of her maids.
Before leaving, she saw Song Chunxue dressed elegantly and standing tall, chatting and laughing with cultivators like Zhao Jinfangyue, without showing any fear.
She gave a bitter laugh.
What she looked down upon was something she could never hope to achieve.
This discovery was even more distressing than the torment she suffered at the hands of the household spirits.
"Why did the princess leave? This is her family's business. What kind of family is it to leave the head of the household to us?" Fangyue crossed her arms. "Could she be stunned?"
Lord Zhao glanced in the direction she had left and said calmly, "She's just restless because she hasn't gotten rid of her inner demons. It's up to fate."
He looked at Song Chunxue, "Junior brother, take your sword and go inside to take a look. Maybe you can help."
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