Chapter 128 Chapter 128 Search (XIX)

After understanding what Fang Hui was worried about, Yun Yan laughed: "What are you thinking about? This is a Taoist temple. Which monster dares to come in and catch you?"

Although Fang Hui decided to go to the side hall to take a look, he brought Ji Ge with him. He felt safer with Ji Ge around. There

was no one in the side hall. After Fang Hui called out twice, only the dim candlelight in the hall responded to him.

Then let's wait here. I don't know what Xuan Yu Zhenren wants me to do.

Fang Hui paced back and forth in the hall boredly, and inadvertently looked at the statue again. How could Ning Helan say that he didn't recognize this statue? And why did this statue look familiar to him... Not familiar, but as if he had known it for a long time.

Brother Ji didn't like staying in the temple, so he went to the bushes outside to catch night insects.

"Fang Hui."

Xuan Yu Zhenren's voice came from outside. Fang Hui turned around and saw Xuan Yu Zhenren coming over. From his complexion, he was indeed not as energetic as before, but how could you expect an old man over 300 years old to be energetic.

Xuan Yu Zhenren smiled and walked to Fang Hui: "Do you think he looks familiar?"

Xuan Yu Zhenren was talking about this statue, and Fang Hui nodded.

"This is Zhenwu Emperor." Xuan Yu Zhenren said.

"Zhenwu Emperor?" Fang Hui seemed to have heard of this name somewhere.

Xuanyu Zhenren told him that there are four saints in Taoism, also known as the Four True Saints of the North Pole, namely Marshal Tianpeng, Marshal Tianyou, Marshal Yishen and Emperor Zhenwu, who are the four gods under the throne of Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole.

"Fang Hui, you have seen Xiao Lan summoning gods to the world, right? The figure behind him... is none other than the Great Emperor Zhenwu."

"Yes, yes, it's him. That translucent shadow that is several dozen meters high is actually him!"

Fang Hui felt very strange: "Then why did Ning He Lan say that he didn't know the Great Emperor Zhenwu?"

Xuan Yu Zhenren put his hands behind his back and said slowly: "It's not that he doesn't know him, he just can't see him."

"What?" Fang Hui looked at the solemn statue again, "He can't see it... Then how does he summon gods?"

"By feeling." Xuan Yu Zhenren said, "He can't see it, so he doesn't know what kind of god he summoned."

"...Then isn't Ning He Lan just opening a blind box?" Fang Hui thought that whoever Ning He Lan summoned would be the one to receive the gift.

Xuan Yu Zhenren looked up at the tall and majestic statue, gently stroking his long beard, as if he remembered a lot of things. After a while, he slowly said: "In our Taoist magic, calling the gods to descend is a top-level magic. Although it is extremely powerful, it requires a very high level of skill from the practitioner, not only in terms of body, but also in terms of body, because the gods themselves have powerful energy, which is unbearable for the body of ordinary people."

Although he said so, Fang recalled the few times Ning Helan had used this magic, and he didn't see how he was... But he fainted several times. It turns out that this magic is so harmful to the body.

"Fang Hui, how many people in our Taoist temple do you think can use this trick?" Xuan Yu Zhenren suddenly asked Fang Hui.

This question confused Fang Hui. He folded his hands and tilted his head to look at the statue behind him, then looked at Xuan Yu Zhenren: "I don't know, I guess there are dozens?"

Xuan Yu Zhenren shook his head lightly. Fang Hui recalled that this Chen Xuan Sect was also a big sect. Could it be that there were many people who could use this magic? However, Xuan Yu Zhenren didn't look like that.

"Did I guess too much or too little?"

"Too much."

"What about the dozen?" "

..."

Fang Hui scratched his head, "There can't be only a few people, right?"

Xuan Yu Zhenren laughed, "The correct answer is, there is not one."

"What?!" Fang Hui never expected this answer. He looked at Xuan Yu Zhenren in surprise, "You don't even know how to cast this spell?"

After Zhenren told Fang Hui the conditions required for this spell, Fang Hui realized how powerful Ning Helan was.

It turns out that the most important thing for people who summon gods to the world is to have the gods recognize you. If they recognize you, they will help you when you use the spell.

There are so many people in the world, and there are many who practice Taoism. Most of them are mediocre, not to mention people like Ning Helan. Even Xu Qingyang and Zhao Fang are one in a hundred.

As for the real people, although they have reached the conditions to summon gods, their spiritual veins were damaged when they were young and they can't bear this kind of magic.

And Ning Helan, he was destined to be an extraordinary person since birth. He can use so many advanced Taoist methods at his age. Even Ning Guohua and Ning Xuechen at that time could only use them when they were over 30 years old, and they couldn't use them to summon gods. Most

spells are related to one's own spiritual power. People with strong spiritual power have strong spells. Being possessed by gods requires even stronger mental power. Of course, whether you can bear it after being possessed by gods is another matter.

"However, although Xiao Lan can use this method, it is not complete. Given his current condition, the backlash he will suffer will be even more serious."

"Incomplete? I think it's already very powerful..."

Xuan Yu Zhenren raised his chin towards the statue: "Fang Hui, look, when Xiao Lan summoned the gods to descend to the world, what is the difference between the divine shadow behind him and the statue of Zhenwu Emperor?"

"Uh..." Fang Hui carefully looked at the statue. He took a closer look and found that they were exactly the same, except, "Except for the absence of this sword and this flag."

"That's right. Xiao Lan is very conflicted now. He wants to use the power of the gods to subdue demons, but he is very resistant to the gods in his heart... This inability to unite his mind and body will cause him to bear more pressure than normal when using this spell, and the backlash to the body is one of them."

"..." Fang Hui seemed to understand what he heard, but he suddenly noticed that the sword in the hand of the Zhenwu Emperor statue only had a scabbard, but no blade. "He doesn't have a sword in his hand?"

Xuanyu Zhenren looked at Fang Hui deeply and said, "Yes, because the sword is lost."

"Lost?" Fang Hui didn't quite understand. "You mean the sword of the statue was lost? Stolen?" "It's a long story

."

"Let's make it short?"

"..."

Xuanyu Zhenren looked at Fang Hui and laughed, "Fang Hui, you should know more about this than me."

"What?"

"The name of the sword of the Zhenwu Emperor is 'Northern Black Chi Gun Heroic Sword'. Legend has it that the Zhenwu Emperor, holding the sword, can command the demons of the three realms and command all evils with infinite power."

Fang Hui understood that this was the magic weapon in the game or TV series.

"It is said that a few hundred years ago, one day, the Zhenwu Emperor felt that there was a demonic aura in a certain place in the human world. After asking the Emperor Ziwei for instructions, he immediately came down from the fairy mountain to the mortal world and came to the place occupied by demons. There used to be green mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers blooming, but the demons were rampant, the people were living in misery, and it had long become a desolate land."

Later, the Zhenwu Emperor held the Black Chi Sword, destroyed hundreds of demons, and killed tens of thousands of demons. After more than ten days of fighting, he finally returned the land to the Chinese people.

However, in this battle, the Black Sword of the Zhenwu Emperor was knocked away and its whereabouts are still unknown.

After listening to Xuanyu Zhenren, Fang Hui held his chin and said, "Don't tell me that Ning Helan is the Black Sword."

Xuanyu Zhenren glanced at Fang Hui and smiled mysteriously. He did not answer Fang Hui, but walked to the door of the hall with his hands behind his back.

The moon outside had risen high in the sky, and the silvery moonlight fell, like a layer of veil covering everything.

Fang Hui saw that Xuanyu Zhenren did not want to continue this topic, and muttered in his heart why it was another mystery teller, and whether these people would not be able to survive if they were not mystery tellers.

"Fang Hui, did you live in the same community with Xiaolan when you were a child?" Xuanyu Zhenren suddenly asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with what he had just said.

"Yes, I stayed there until I was about ten years old, but I just found out that Ning Helan also lived there, and it's strange that we never met when we were little, but I have met his father and mother."

"Did you know about the accident at Xiaolan's house?"

"I know. I was playing football on the mountain at that time, and I saw it clearly when Ning Helan's house exploded."

"Taoists like Guohua and Xuechen who don't live in Taoist temples usually take commissions and then help the clients get rid of evil spirits. They are easily targeted by those demons, so they will post a talisman paper where they live. The talisman paper is used to confuse those demons and prevent them from finding their homes."

"I know this. It's a barrier. I've seen it at Grandpa Ning's house. There is one on his balcony."

Taoist Xuanyu said again: "So ordinary demons can't find their home..."

"So that monster must be very powerful..." Fang Hui recalled the explosion at that time. The sound was very loud and the flames shot up to the sky. Although he was not very close, the sound of the explosion still made his ears buzz.

However, this time when he recalled it, the buzzing sound was more obvious. Fang Hui covered his ears and found that it was his current self who had the ringing in his ears. His mind reappeared the time when they played football, and then he went to pick up the ball, and then someone asked him for directions...

Wait.

Xuan Yu Zhenren looked at Fang Hui's face and suddenly turned ugly, and then Fang Hui's pupils suddenly shrank, "Wait, I..."

“That day, I remember Hu You and I were playing football in the neighborhood, and then they kicked the ball up the mountain, so I went to pick it up… and then… and then a man came to ask me for directions. He showed me a photo, and I saw that it was… Ning Helan’s parents, so I showed him the way, and then his house exploded…” Fang Hui’s eyes widened, “So could the man who asked for directions be the monster?! "

As Fang Hui spoke, his legs and feet went weak and he squatted on the ground: "So it was because of my pointing the way that Ning Helan's parents died? I was the one who killed them?"

Xuan Yu Zhenren looked at Fang Hui's expression and felt sorry for him. He bent down and helped Fang Hui up: "Fang Hui, this is not your fault..."

But Fang Hui couldn't hear anything now. He didn't know that he just showed someone the way and actually killed someone's parents!

Fang Hui's pupils shrank violently and he gasped for breath. His back was already wet with sweat and his eyes were fixed on the empty spot on the ground.

"Fang Hui, Fang Hui." Xuan Yu Zhenren called Fang Hui several times, and seeing that he did not respond, he raised his palm and gently covered Fang Hui's forehead. Fang Hui's cold forehead gradually felt a warm current flowing into his body, and his confused thoughts and cold feeling gradually eased.

He raised his eyes, and in front of him was Xuan Yu Zhenren and his kind face.

Fang Hui sat down against the wall. In the brief moment of confusion, he suddenly figured out something. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, raised his left hand in front of his eyes, and showed the number on it: "Master, this, do you recognize this number of mine?"

Master Xuanyu lowered his eyes and glanced at it, nodded: "This is the good karma you have accumulated."