Di Jun circled the incense table three times on the Bagua platform. Instantly, auspicious clouds enveloped the platform, and auspicious energy arose, while all evil spirits disappeared.
After doing all this, he went up to the incense table, put the apricot-yellow flag back on the table, and took a golden talisman in his hand.
There are three talismans on the table, corresponding to the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and God.
Purple talismans correspond to the Heavenly Dao, and cyan talismans correspond to the Earthly Dao.
The golden talisman corresponds to the divine path.
Of course, this "god" does not refer to deities, but rather to the spirit of creation in the heavens, earth, mountains, rivers, and all things.
"First bow to the Heavenly Dao..."
Di Jun silently chanted an incantation, and the purple jade talisman on the incense table suddenly dissolved, turning into a wisp of purple energy that shot into the sky and disappeared into the highest part of the void in the blink of an eye.
"Second bow to the tunnel..."
Di Jun bowed again, and the cyan talisman transformed into a wisp of pure energy, disappearing into the ground in the blink of an eye.
"Three bows to the gods!"
As Di Jun bowed for the last time, the golden talisman transformed into specks of golden light and dissipated into nothingness.
After doing all this, Dijun summoned Zhujiuyin to the incense table.
He picked up the wooden sword and tapped it three times on the top of his head and shoulders. With a flash of golden light, three golden lotuses immediately rose from these three spots.
Each of these three golden lotuses has its own unique charm.
The flower on the head represents good fortune, the flower on the left shoulder represents merit, and the last flower represents blessings.
Di Jun then ordered Zhu Jiuyin to sit on the prayer mat in front of the incense table, and he himself sat opposite Zhu Jiuyin, holding a wooden sword in his hands.
Next, Di Jun began chanting incantations again, requesting the power of Heaven to descend.
Forty-nine days passed in this way.
On this day, Di Jun suddenly stood up and asked Hou Tu and the others, "Fellow Daoists, would you be willing to lend me a share of your fortune?"
"Can!"
Houtu and the others responded, and then they vaguely felt something disappear from their bodies.
At the same time, golden light began to condense on the wooden sword in Di Jun's hand, turning into a flower bud. He opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of immortal energy, which disappeared into the flower bud.
The flower bud immediately began to sway in the wind, then its petals bloomed, and finally it transformed into a golden lotus the size of a bowl.
When the golden lotus was in full bloom, Di Jun used his sword to carry the lotus to Zhu Jiuyin. He shook the wooden sword, and the golden lotus on the sword floated up and was thrown towards the golden lotus above Zhu Jiuyin's head.
The two golden lotuses touched and instantly merged into one.
The golden lotus on Zhu Jiuyin's head instantly swelled several times its original size.
Next, he did the same thing again, borrowing a portion of merit and good fortune from the crowd and embedding it into the other two golden lotuses on Zhujiuyin's shoulders.
After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He tapped the wooden sword three times on Zhu Jiuyin's body, and the three golden lotuses immediately disappeared back into his body.
Thanks to everyone's cooperation, the fortune-enhancing ritual was carried out extremely smoothly.
After the success, Di Jun put away the apricot yellow flag and the magic sword, and was about to order the incense table to be removed, but Zhu Jiuyin stopped him.
"Hehe, don't rush to leave. I'm about to use this case to unleash the Seven Arrows of Nailhead."
As he spoke, he took out a straw man, a mulberry branch bow, and three peach branch arrows from his sleeve.
"Then let's see how you perform, fellow Daoist!"
Di Jun smiled and made way for the incense table, stepping aside. Only then did Zhu Jiuyin walk to the incense table and place the straw figure on it.
Two more dim oil lamps were lit, one placed on top of the straw figure's head and the other at its feet.
Then, Zhu Jiuyin extracted that aura from that True Sun Fire and infused it into the straw man.
Finally, he took out a talisman, wrote Xihe's name on it, formed a seal, and then threw the book into the furnace and lit it.
After the talisman turned to ashes, Zhu Jiuyin began to kowtow to the straw figure.
Next, he needs to bow three times a day until he has bowed for twenty-one days. At that time, Xihe's three souls and seven spirits will have dispersed. At noon, he should shoot the straw figure with a small peach wood arrow, and Xihe will surely die.
Upon hearing that there would be another twenty-one days to go, and realizing they couldn't help by staying, the crowd dispersed, waiting for Zhu Jiuyin to achieve his goal...
...
Heavenly Court.
Jade Pool Fairy Palace.
In the past few days, Xihe suddenly felt somewhat fatigued for some reason. She had sensed something was wrong from the beginning and even tried to divine the future, but she did not foresee any danger.
So she didn't take it to heart, but as time went by, her fatigue worsened and she even started to become drowsy.
She spent the entire day in a daze, her mind becoming incredibly sluggish. Despite how serious the condition had become, she didn't feel anything was wrong and drifted off into a deep sleep on her cloud bed.
Because she needed to cultivate herself, she dismissed all the celestial maidens who served her, and they could not enter the palace without her permission.
Therefore, even though she had changed into this state, no one else knew about it.
More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye. Perhaps her life was not over yet, or perhaps it was a final burst of energy before death. As the twenty-one-day period was about to arrive, she suddenly woke up from her daze.
Realizing their situation, they were immediately terrified.
"I've been poisoned by evil magic!"
When she realized her situation and tried to get up to seek Hu Le's help, she found that her body was too weak to stand up, and her primordial spirit was on the verge of collapse, unable to condense into a form and escape.
Left with no other choice, she could only barely muster a wisp of divine thought and, with the last bit of her remaining strength, throw it out...
In a grand hall of the Jade Pool Immortal Palace, a tall cloud bed stands, upon which hangs a scroll of cosmic light, radiating boundless brilliance.
Meanwhile, Hu Le was sitting cross-legged inside the Cosmic Light Diagram, comprehending the Great Dao of Space.
Suddenly, Hu Le's heart stirred, as if he sensed something. He stopped cultivating, then stood up and stepped out of the Cosmic Light Diagram.
The next second, he saw a thought hovering above the cosmic map.
"Fellow Daoist! Save me!"
Xihe's somewhat weak voice came through divine thought.
Before Hu Le could ask any further questions, that divine thought could no longer be maintained and dissipated.
Seeing this, Hu Le knew perfectly well that something had happened to Xi He.
Without lingering, he vanished from the hall in a flash.
When they reappeared, they were already outside the palace where Xihe lived.
Without any ceremony, he walked straight through the door and entered the hall. Looking up, he saw Xihe lying on the cloud bed with a haggard expression.
Hu Le strode to the cloud bed, glanced at it, and found that Xi He's life force was almost exhausted, and her whole body was shrouded in a rotten aura.
"Fellow Daoist! Why have you come to this!"
Seeing that Xihe had fallen into a coma, Hu Le flicked his finger and sent a wisp of spiritual light into Xihe's brow.
Xihe's delicate body trembled, and she instantly woke up. When she opened her eyes and saw Hu Le, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she pleaded in a weak voice, "Fellow Daoist, save me..."
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