The old Taoist priest looked at Lin Mo, whose eyes were eerie and green, and wondered what kind of weird thing his third brother had invited this time.

But no matter what you invite, inviting the gods twice in a row is already the limit for beginners.

In fact, it takes several days for beginners to recover after praying to the gods.

The old Taoist priest understands this best and he has the right to speak.

Because he has walked down this road step by step, firmly and steadily.

Thinking back to when I was learning skills in the mountains, it is still vivid in my mind as if it happened yesterday.

"Oh, at that time, I was in my prime, young, full of energy, and daring to fight!" The old Taoist priest fell into memories of the past.

He took a sip of tea.

At this time, whether it is tea or wine, as long as it is mixed with memories, it will become different from usual.

It will become more mellow and more intoxicating.

It’s as if everything in the past, the simple meals, were better than the fine clothes and delicious food we have today.

Is it really good? Not really, it just adds a buff called "memories".

The old Taoist priest is ready to take action.

He felt that this third brother he recognized was already at his limit in being able to complete the second summoning of the gods, and he would definitely not be able to control the summoned night-wandering gods.

So he had to take action.

But as soon as he put down his teacup and stood up, Lin Mo asked: Who are you?

Same as last time.

The old Taoist priest stopped.

He found that his third brother seemed to be able to control the situation.

"It seems that I underestimated him."

The old Taoist priest sat down again. He planned to see how his third brother would deal with the second night-wandering god.

"I am Liu Rulan!"

"Female?"

"kindness."

"What skills do you have?"

"My ability to seduce men is unrivaled in the world!"

“…”

"Why, you don't believe it?"

"Yes, but this is not what I want. Xiaoyu, please help me catch this Liu Rulan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyu reached out from the side and pulled out a red fox with a furry tail from behind Lin Mo.

The fox was not big, about the size of a puppy, and was still struggling. Its four little hooves were flapping around, its green eyes were staring at Lin Mo fiercely, its teeth were bared, and its tail was sweeping back and forth.

But obviously, this deterrent effect is almost zero.

"You're still trying to seduce men? Are you teasing me?" Lin Mo said to the fox, then sighed, "Give it to Doudou too. The little guy has wanted to have a pet for a long time."

After saying that, Lin Mo said to the old Taoist priest: "Second brother, why do I feel that your quick spell to summon the gods is not very reliable? What kind of things are these summoned? If you do this in a life-and-death battle with the enemy, it will only make the opponent laugh to death, and there will be no other deterrent effect."

The old Taoist priest said that this is normal.

"When I was training, I was not as good as you. Besides, you don't have to catch them all. What's the point of having such a bunch of useless Night Wanderers? They are not suitable for eating or drinking. Can't you just send them back?"

“Can it be sent back?” Lin Mo was stunned.

"Of course. Oh, by the way, I only taught you the spell to call upon the gods before, but forgot to teach you the spell to send away the gods. It's my fault. I'll teach you now. It's okay. It's quick. Just remember it."

The old Taoist priest realized that he had forgotten to teach the spell to send the gods away.

Actually, you can't blame him.

He seldom used this quick-made spell to summon gods, as there were many kinds of night-wandering gods, and they were all varying degrees of power. They were not as good as the orthodox spell to summon gods that he practiced, which had several fixed divine powers. This was the safest way and had the strongest power.

But it takes at least a dozen years of immersion.

It is because it is rarely used, almost never used, that I forget it.

This time, Lin Mo learned the spell to send away gods, so he asked, next time if he meets someone unsuitable, he can just send them away, right?

"That's the normal situation, but there are some exceptions."

"What exception?"

“For example, the other party doesn’t want to leave and wants to cause trouble.”

"Then why not just kill him?"

"The problem is, some night-wandering spirits are very scary, and it would be a blessing if they don't kill you. But don't be afraid, Third Brother, I'm here. If any night-wandering spirit is so ungrateful, I'll send it to hell with a thunder talisman."

"I feel relieved by your words, second brother. I will try again."

"Okay, wait a minute, you..."

The old Taoist priest didn't react at first. When he did, Lin Mo had already swallowed the talisman again and started chanting.

Asking gods for three times in a row?

Don’t you want to live?

The old Taoist priest remembered very clearly that when he was young, he went into the mountains to learn skills. His master lit the Shenyou incense (the sandalwood that was used to enter the nightmare world in ancient times) at night.

At that time, the master said that it was called the soul leaving the body, and it entered another world of spiritual wandering.

In fact, it is a nightmare world.

At that time, the old Taoist priest cast the spell to summon the gods for the first time.

The quick method is also used.

The main reason was that the master wanted him to practice with this quick method first.

The old Taoist priest only performed it once at that time, and it almost caused trouble. He was nearly killed by the invited night-wandering god. Thanks to the master who was there to protect him, he was able to escape danger.

I was young, full of vigor and energy back then, and I refused to admit defeat.

The young old Taoist priest said that the previous incident was just an accident and he wanted to do it again.

The master asked, "Can you do it?" The young Taoist priest was not convinced and said yes, but the second time, he was exhausted and almost fainted.

From that time on, the old Taoist priest knew that inviting the gods required extremely high levels of one's own "cultivation".

Without a certain amount of capital and strength as a foundation, the result of continuously praying to gods is to damage the foundation, which may lead to serious illness at the very least, or even death at the worst.

When the old Taoist saw Lin Mo summoning the gods for the second time, he felt that the other party was extremely talented, but doing it twice in a row was the limit.

Unexpectedly, the other party came for the third time immediately after learning the spell to send away gods.

He wanted to stop it immediately.

But the next moment, Lin Mo succeeded in summoning the gods, and a gloomy and terrifying corpse aura emanated from his body.

That aura was extremely powerful.

Lin Mo also looked like a corpse at this moment. His skin was bloodless and gray-brown, his skin was dry, and his muscles were atrophied. He looked like a skeleton.

But the aura is indeed strong, and I don’t know what role this night wandering god has.

The old Taoist priest had already taken out the talisman and walked over slowly, ready for battle.

As soon as they find something wrong, they will take action immediately.

As for how to find out that something is wrong, it is actually easy to judge. It depends on who speaks first. If it is the third brother Lin Mo, it means that the situation is still under the control of the third brother. If it is a night wandering god, it means that the other party has suppressed the third brother.

You have to take action.

This time the old Taoist priest came closer, looked him up and down, and then couldn't help asking, "Third brother?"

"Brother, please don't talk yet. I am discussing with this night-wandering spirit. It is a little shy and is only willing to communicate with me in the spiritual realm."

Lin Mo stretched out his hand to stop the old Taoist from approaching.

The old Taoist priest was stunned.

At first he didn't quite understand what the spiritual realm was, but after thinking about it, he guessed it was the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain that the Amen Taoist sect emphasized.

Back then, it took him more than 20 years to reach the threshold in this area.

Third brother can do it now? The old Taoist priest was extremely curious, but when he saw that Lin Mo was fine, he was relieved and sat down again to drink tea.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Mo suddenly chanted the spell to send the gods away.

The old Taoist thought, is this a failure? When Lin Mo finished reciting, the terrifying corpse aura on his body disappeared, and his face, which had been like a corpse, returned to normal.

Then Lin Mo came over and sat next to him and also drank a sip of tea.

"Did you fail to reach an agreement?" asked the old Taoist priest.

"Hey, don't mention it. The Night Wanderer I invited this time is much more powerful than the previous two. I am quite satisfied with it, but there is a problem. The corpse qi on this guy is too strong. If he gets on me, it will affect my body. Health is the most important thing, so I rejected it."

Lin Mo said so.

The old Taoist priest said that the corpse ghost seemed to have a lot of resentment, but it left so easily without causing any trouble?

"It wanted to cause trouble, but I let Lao Bai scare it and it backed off."

"Who is Old White?"

"I have a good friend who lives in my cozy little house in the spiritual realm. He is also an introvert and won't come out even if you call him."

The spiritual realm and the cozy cottage.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up when he heard this.

He immediately asked carefully.

Finally, it was confirmed that the spiritual realm mentioned by Lin Mo was the "Inner Palace" opened up in Taoism, also known as the "Purple Palace". If the cultivation level is a little higher, it is called the "Spiritual Platform Fangcun Mountain".

In short, this is a high-level ability that requires long-term meditation and practice to master.

The old Taoist priest only opened up a little bit of his inner palace when he was over fifty years old. Even so, his master said that he was extremely talented and was more than ten times stronger than Taoist Zhu Yun.

Even though Taoist Zhu Yun stayed here for hundreds of years, he never took this step.

These were all said by the old Taoist priest himself to Lin Mo.

"Third brother, you are a genius in Taoism. Who enlightened you before?" The old Taoist priest looked excited.

Lin Mo said, "Second brother, forget it. No one can enlighten me."

Lin Mo said truthfully.

Then Lin Mo said that he would continue, and he must invite a relatively reliable night wanderer today, otherwise he would never give up.

This time the old Taoist priest stopped him.

He told Lin Mo that the summoning spell, even this quick and low-level one, could not be cast continuously.

"It can be fatal. I've seen many people fail to pay attention to this point and some even died on the spot."

Then he asked Lin Mo, "Do you feel weak all over, dizzy, or even feel pain in your temples and Baihui acupoints like needles?" Seeing the old Taoist priest's expectant face, Lin Mo said no.

No feeling at all.

"I am full of energy now. I am not dizzy, my head is not swollen, and I don't feel any pain. Second brother, don't worry about it. If I feel something is wrong, I will stop."

Lin Mo waved his hand and started to pray to the gods.

What else can the old Taoist priest say?

"This is the fourth time, right? No matter what, after this time, it's the limit. Don't try again."

The old Taoist muttered to himself.

Similarly, he was standing aside at this moment, paying close attention to Lin Mo's process of summoning the gods. If something was wrong, he would intervene immediately.

Moreover, the old Taoist priest felt that Lin Mo probably couldn't bear it this time.

"Young man, if you don't get your head broken and bloody, you won't learn your lesson."

At this moment, Lin Mo had finished reciting the curse.

The next moment, Lin Mo had a strange expression on his face and asked what was going on.

Then his hands retracted into his sleeves, and then a pale little hand emerged from his sleeves, and so did both hands, followed by both feet, and finally, the body and head.

After a wave of terrifying black air, Xiaoyu, wearing Lin Mo's clothes, appeared.

At this moment, Xiaoyu looked at his hands and said: Fuck!

It was Lin Mo's voice.

"Why did I invite Xiaoyu here? What's going on?"

Lin Mo was stunned.

I tried to pray to the gods, but ended up inviting Xiaoyu to possess me.

He certainly didn't expect this.

Although it was just an average blind box, this blind box felt a little too unexpected.

The difference is that this time Xiaoyu possessed Lin Mo's body, and because the two of them already had a special curse connecting them, Xiaoyu's appearance was directly revealed.

But it was Lin Mo who controlled it.

In other words, it's just like playing with a remote control toy. Not only can you control Xiaoyu's shape, but you can also use Xiaoyu's abilities.

It was not until this moment that Lin Mo fully understood Xiao Yu's power.

Very powerful.

Don't be fooled by her thin arms and legs. She can use brute force, which is stronger than her own body.

That’s not all. Lin Mo felt that he could directly control the cursed chains and could even smell some wandering nightmare scent in the air.

By the way, when thinking about some problems, I can vaguely see some fuzzy words.

Those words foreshadowed some of the past and future trends of this matter.

Lin Mo knew that this was the predictive ability of Xiaoyu Bixian.

It turned out that Xiaoyu also relied on reading these mysterious texts to know the truth, but the texts of some things were too vague and unclear, so she had no idea of ​​the specific situation.

But overall, this time of praying to the gods was a complete failure.

The reason is, without a doubt.

Because Xiaoyu is there, when Lin Mo needs her, she can come out and take action directly. Why would he need to invite her? She doesn't need to use him at all.

Originally, one plus one equals two.

As a result, now I have given it all away.

This is definitely not appropriate.

Obviously, this time it got off to a bad start.

Since we were able to invite Xiaoyu, maybe we can invite Sister Yue next time.

That's not the same as Xiaoyu.

But this kind of thing cannot be avoided.

The second elder brother said it very clearly, with this quick spell to summon gods, who can be invited depends entirely on luck. The three times before, two weaklings, a corpse ghost, and Xiaoyu were invited.

Next, Lin Mo plans to make further efforts.

In short, I will never give up until I get something I am satisfied with.

"Third brother, can your body still take it? No, take a rest!"

The old Taoist priest was really worried about Lin Mo. He had invited him four times in a row. He felt that if he came again, Lin Mo would definitely fall down.

advise.

Can't persuade.

Lin Mo said, "Second brother, which eye of yours looks at me in a way that is not right?"

"I'm in great shape."

Lin Mo's chest was thumping.

The old Taoist priest said, "Don't do this. You are weak now. This will drain your body. There is no rush. Why bother?"

"Second brother, you can't use your standards to judge me. You could only do it once, but I'm different. I feel like I can do it a few more times. Don't try to persuade me. I know my own situation best."

Lin Mo has made up his mind anyway.

Continue to swallow the talismans and continue to chant the mantra.

However, after eating five talismans in a row, Lin Mo felt a little bloated.

This may not be able to hold up in the end.

It’s not because I don’t have strength, but because I can’t eat.

After chanting the spell this time, the one invited was still a weakling.

Lin Mo felt that he had a special affinity with weaklings.

And this time the weakling was even weaker than the first and second ones. He came up and started crying and making a fuss, asking who brought it here.

Apparently, there are also cowards among the night wandering gods.

Lin Mo simply sent the other person away with a spell.

"Are you planning to come for the sixth time?" asked the old Taoist priest.

Lin Mo nodded.

This time the old Taoist priest did not try to persuade him.

He now particularly wanted to know what Lin Mo's limit was and how many times he could continuously call on the gods.

By the seventh and eighth times, Lin Mo had become extremely skilled. After all, with the experience from the previous times, the process of summoning the gods was quite smooth.

If you feel it’s not working, send it away immediately and come back again.

Until the ninth time, just after he finished chanting the spell to summon the gods, Lin Mo's head drooped and he looked like he fell asleep while standing.

At the same time, blood began to flow from his body.

The blood mist visible to the naked eye was swirling and flying.

It looks extremely weird.

This time the old Taoist priest remained seated and did not get up.

Just like the story of The Boy Who Cried Wolf, the old Taoist priest was fooled a few times and learned his lesson. He realized that Lin Mo was capable and powerful, and most importantly, he was gifted.

It feels like even if the other party comes to pray to the gods a dozen more times, it won’t be a problem.

Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry.

Fortunately, the old Taoist priest has already enlightened himself and is not jealous. At most, he feels that he is getting old and that the new generation is replacing the old generation. He is already lying on the beach.

"But this time, the aura of the Night Wanderer feels a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before!"

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and looked at the blood energy emanating from Lin Mo, and began to rack his brains to recall.

After a while, the old Taoist priest seemed to have thought of something. He slammed the table and jumped off the bed.

He was shocked.

It was indeed a shock.

Because he remembered this kind of aura and had indeed seen it before.

His master also accepted a closed disciple back then, which means that in addition to Taoist Zhu Yun, he also had a younger junior brother.

The junior fellow apprentice was also gifted and had strong aptitude. After a few years of training, he began to try to summon the gods, but something went wrong the first time.

Because of this incident, the master was also severely traumatized and eventually died of depression.

So the old Taoist priest remembered it very clearly.

The Night Wandering God that the junior brother invited at that time and the one that the third brother Lin Mo invited now have exactly the same aura.

No wonder it looks familiar.

"broken!"

The old Taoist priest's scalp was tingling at this moment.

How the junior fellow apprentice died and how the master was seriously injured were all related to this blood mist, which made the old Taoist priest feel terrified instantly.

All the past events suddenly flashed before my eyes.

"Third brother, third brother, why did you invite this horrible ghost here? This is not going to be easy. It's easy to invite a ghost but hard to send it away. This is not going to be easy!"

(End of this chapter)