There are two types of Taoist schools. One type is the one that seriously preaches the Tao and performs rituals to help people eliminate disasters and pray for blessings. These Taoist priests focus on health preservation and can guide spirits into their bodies using simple spells. However, in this degenerate age, spiritual energy is weak, and cultivation cannot make them immortals; it can only slightly prolong their lives.
Another path leads astray. So what if the spiritual energy is weak? Humans are the spirit of heaven and earth, and they can cultivate by using humans as the source of spiritual energy. Most of these people know some talismans and alchemy, and are good at bewitching people's hearts. In the end, they use special methods to capture souls and use them for their own purposes.
In the story, Ansu discovered this by comparing some similar cases.
The small hole at the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head is where the Soul-Scattering Needle is inserted to disperse the soul. After the soul is dispersed, the Soul-Guiding Flower is used to imprison the soul within it. It can then be used during cultivation.
The man before them was a master of this art, but everyone's constitution was different, so they needed to find a specific person to target.
Thunder roared down from the sky.
The shrill cries of ten thousand ghosts assaulted my heart.
Linghu Lan smiled and calmly affixed a thunderstorm talisman and a lightning rod to her body.
I haven't been struck by lightning in a long time. I never expected the mission to be so difficult that I had to be struck by lightning to protect myself.
Four or five fireballs appeared out of thin air in the room.
The man was stunned. Thunder was the righteous energy of heaven and earth, the nemesis of all evil.
However, these only exist in legends, because from ancient times to the present, except in the mythological era, he has never heard of anyone being able to summon heavenly thunder.
But……
Now, he feels that his worldview has been shattered.
The woman in front of me can summon lightning.
He could see it clearly; what was in front of him was a rolling landmine, and it was aimed directly at him.
"You come from a family of exorcists?"
"No, I am the King of Hell. You stole my little devil, so of course I have to take him back."
Man: "..." King Yama? I'm still the Jade Emperor.
In the blink of an eye, he had no time to think.
Four bolts of lightning crashed into his body, and he felt as if his internal organs were burning. He was now to suffer the same pain he had endured for all the spiritual energy he had absorbed from the Yin spirits.
The heavenly thunder finally stopped when he felt that all the Yin spirits he had absorbed over the decades had been cleansed from his body.
He himself was blasted so badly he was burned to a crisp and passed out.
...
At the same time, ten thousand ghosts rushed towards Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan calmly began to recite a soul-purifying incantation.
This is something she learned from Yu Jue when she was a ghost; she doesn't know if it's useful in this world.
She clearly felt the ghosts pause for a moment, but their spiritual energy was too weak to support the spell's effectiveness.
so……
When Sang Qin broke the spell on the door, he led a team of police officers who had spent a long time trying to pry open the door but ended up only managing to pry it open at the corner of the wall.
What the police officers saw was their captain muttering incantations, directing a group of ghosts to dance in a square. The ghosts moved in perfect unison, stretching their arms and legs, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, but never getting close to their captain...
Everyone was dumbfounded. How could a descendant of a prestigious police family, with impeccable credentials, possess the ability to control ghosts?
We must have a fake team leader!
At this moment, in a state of panic, Xiao Bai very professionally shouted, "You're under arrest!"
Everyone: "..." Idiot! Don't say you know us when you go out.
Seeing that Linghu Lan was alright, Sang Qin was slightly relieved, but was then startled by the mysterious ghostly steps.
It's so disgusting!
With a flick of his finger, several talismans burst into flames in the air; with a wave of his hand, the ghosts vanished.
The array around the room was broken, revealing its original state.
Linghu Lan collapsed onto the sofa. She was exhausted. First, she was struck by lightning, and then she had to rack her brains to come up with a spell to deal with the little ghost. All she wanted to do was lie on the sofa, shoulder to shoulder with Uncle Ge You, and not let anyone bother her...
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