"Master, please save my son." Qian Dabao didn't know that his son was killed by Cha Rui's finger. He thought his son was just unconscious, so he quickly asked the Taoist priest for help.
The Taoist priest took a few steps forward, looking at Qian Yucheng, whose face had turned pale, and Qian Yuxin, who was crying heartbreakingly, and shook his head. The Nawa tribe's ghostly aura was so powerful that even the Nawa people couldn't withstand it. Qian Yucheng was just an ordinary little boy, and the ghostly aura had already penetrated his internal organs once it entered his body. Even if the Taoist priest had a resurrection elixir, it would be a waste to use it on Qian Yucheng. Unless he was willing to give up the black stone and let it wear on Qian Yucheng day and night to slowly absorb the ghostly aura.
But... the Taoist priest spent so much effort to obtain the black stone, but he hasn't figured out its specific use yet, so how could he be willing to give it up like this?
"Master, you can't just ignore us!" Qian Dabao pleaded again, seeing a flicker of hesitation on the master's face. Qian Dabao was truly terrified of Cha Rui, who kept coming to his house to cause trouble, threatening to take his family's lives. He truly didn't want to live like this.
"Qian Dabao, think carefully. Did you leave something of yours with the Nawa people?" The Taoist priest was reluctant to give up the black stone, but he was willing to spend some time to resolve Qian Dabao's hidden danger. After all, this incident was caused by him, and he had promised to protect Qian Dabao and his family. If Qian Dabao and his family died at the hands of the Nawa people, the Taoist priest would be held responsible.
After Qian Dabao moved to Country F, the Taoist priest had set up a concealing array in Qian Dabao's manor to prevent the Nawa tribe from tracking him. He also gave Qian Dabao a jade pendant imbued with a trace of his own spiritual consciousness. The Taoist priest had just scanned the Qian family manor with his spiritual consciousness and found the concealing array intact. Logically, Cha Rui should have been unable to locate Qian Dabao.
"I... I..." Qian Dabao tried hard to recall, and then he remembered: "When I borrowed that thing from the Nawa tribe, the tribe leader said he was afraid I wouldn't return it, so he asked me to squeeze a drop of blood from my fingertips and give it to him."
"Hiss!" The Taoist priest gasped. Qian Dabao was truly a fool. How could one just give away blood? In the world of cultivation, giving one's blood to another cultivator was like handing one's life over to another. Cultivators possessed numerous methods; with a single drop of blood, they could employ hundreds of methods to inflict untold suffering on its owner. The ancestors of the Nawa tribe were also cultivators, so they must have secret methods of tracking. This would explain why Cha Rui had found Qian Dabao.
"Master, can't you give it to me?" Qian Dabao saw that the Taoist's face changed. How could he not understand that it was his own drop of blood that caused his current predicament?
"No matter where you go, the Nawa people will track you down based on the drop of blood you left behind." The Taoist priest felt a little annoyed, mainly because he felt that Qian Dabao was too stupid.
"What should we do? Taoist priest, how about we, father and daughter, just follow you from now on?" Qian Dabao looked at the Taoist priest eagerly. Although he was reluctant to give up the wealth and glory of the mortal world, he could not think of any other way to avoid Cha Rui's pursuit except to stay by your side.
The Taoist priest looked disdainful. Their Yushan Sect was a prestigious and influential one. Qian Dabao and his daughter had no spiritual roots and were unable to cultivate. Their desire to become Yushan disciples was sheer wishful thinking. Besides, the Taoist priest didn't want anyone to know about the black stone. If he brought Qian Dabao back to the sect, how would he know if this fool would let the cat out of the bag? If he wasn't afraid of the consequences, the Taoist priest would have wanted to silence Qian Dabao.
Unfortunately... Qian Dabao and the Taoist priest had an agreement in advance. Not only could the Taoist priest not kill Qian Dabao himself, but he could not let others take the lives of Qian Dabao's family. This made things a little difficult.
Before the Taoist priest could come up with a good idea, the soul of a little boy floated out from Qian Yucheng's body. The soul was very faint, as if it would be blown away by the wind.
The Taoist priest was anxious and quickly took out a jade bottle from his storage ring and collected the little boy's soul into it with a "whoosh".
The Taoist priest didn't expect that the ghost energy of the Nawa tribe was so overbearing. After Qian Yucheng was killed by Cha Rui's ghost energy, he was not able to reincarnate like ordinary people, but instead dissipated between heaven and earth.
After Qian Yucheng's spirit dissipated, the Taoist priest's promise to Qian Dabao that he and his family would live in peace and prosperity became a lie. Those who practice Taoism fear the most when speaking nonsense. Words spoken must be kept. Otherwise, the Taoist priest will face punishment from heaven.
Qian Dabao and Qian Yuxin knew nothing about the soul. One was anxious about the future, and the other was sad about the death of his brother.
"If you want to escape their pursuit, unless..." The Taoist priest hesitated at this point. Although his method could solve the current dilemma, it would require sacrificing the recently deceased Qian Yucheng. So... forget it?
"Master, you can't just ignore us! Just tell me what you want, and I, Qian Dabao, will do it all." Qian Dabao heard the Taoist's words and felt that there seemed to be a way out, so he quickly begged.
If Qian Dabao had known how difficult the Nawa tribe was, he would never have confronted them for the Taoist priest's commission. However, things had come to this point, and Qian Dabao seemed to have no other choice but to cling to the Taoist priest.
"This method requires your son's body. Are you sure you want to do this?" The Taoist priest hesitated. Death is the greatest thing. Even if the deceased was just a filial piety, the Taoist priest didn't know if he would be willing to remain in the world as a ghost. You know, the most painful thing in the world is not dying, but being unable to die even when you want to.
"Is my Yucheng really not going to make it?" Qian Dabao was stunned. Qian Dabao had some idea of the Taoist priest's abilities. In the past, Qian Dabao had seen the Taoist priest revive a dying patient. Thinking of befriending the Taoist priest, Qian Dabao took on the task of "cheating" the black stone.
The Taoist priest nodded and said, "Your child's soul has entered my soul-raising bottle. After he has been nurtured for a period of time, I will let him return to you."
In this way, with the help of the Taoist priest, Qian Dabao and his family moved to Hong Kong Island, bought their current house, and set up the feng shui formation in the front yard.
Perhaps it was the Taoist's feng shui formation that worked, but over thirty years later, the Nawa tribe hadn't come back to cause trouble. Qian Yuxin's younger brother, Qian Yucheng, had become a casualty of that conflict. His body was nourished by the banyan tree at the center of the formation, while his soul became a little ghost, kept by Qian Yuxin.
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