The Way of the Immortal Master

　　Meng Zhang is also a temperament who thinks of it. He stopped reading, put the master's note book close, and walked out of the hall.

　　 Taiyi Gate is a small school, the whole school covers an area of ​​less than 30 acres.

　　 In the middle of several small courtyards, there are patches of green spiritual fields.

　　 There are no magnificent buildings at all in the gate, just a few rows of ordinary houses. The tallest martial hall, there is no decoration, and it is inconspicuous at all.

　　 Meng Zhang left the martial arts hall and walked into a row of houses next to him.

　　 This is where Taiyimen's large warehouse is located. Basically all the belongings of the public are stored here.

　　 On weekdays, Meng Zhang’s hard-core supporter Tian Zhen lives here and is responsible for guarding the warehouse.

　　 Seeing Meng Zhang coming in, Tian Zhen, who was meditating on the ground, immediately stood up.

　　 "The head..."

　　 "You don't care about me, I just take something."

　　 Meng Zhang waved his hand and walked to the back wall of this house.

　　 He reached out and fumbled on the wall, twisting it a few times.

　　 With a burst of gurgling sounds, a door opened above the original wall, revealing a secret room behind it.

　　 Meng Zhang walked straight in, familiar with the door.

　　He has been here more than once, and has counted the supplies inside many times.

　　 said it was a large library of the sect, but the materials inside were pitiful.

　　The walls around the secret room are painted with layers of runes, which are used to prevent the aura of the contents from losing, and to ensure the constant temperature and humidity in the entire secret room, and it can also prevent insects and moths.

　　 is surrounded by rows of shelves next to the wall, but most of the shelves are empty, and only a few shelves have items on them.

　　 Several large stacks of commonly used talisman, more than ten bottles of elixirs, a lot of commonly used low-level materials, such as cinnabar, blank talisman paper, spices, monster blood, incense, medicinal oil... put them on each shelf in different categories.

　　 There are several big jars on the ground.

　　 There are about two hundred kilograms of Linggu in it, and the other has some dried Lingzao in it...

　　 There is a big box in the middle of the secret room, which contains less than a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

　　 Stored in the secret room are all the supplies of the Taiyi Sect, which is also the accumulation of the entire sect for hundreds of years.

Although the entire martial art library does not even have a decent artifact, it is able to accumulate these belongings under such bad conditions. The head of the Taiyi Sect has indeed exhausted all his thoughts and painstaking efforts to manage the martial art. .

　　The items Meng Zhang needs are not complicated, and they are not too precious.

　　 He searched a few shelves and got what he needed.

　　 Hetian Town greeted him, and Meng Zhang rushed away.

　　 Meng Zhang found a stone the size of a millstone in the courtyard outside the main hall, and returned to the main hall.

　　 After returning to the hall, Meng Zhang placed the stone in the middle of the hall, took out the flying sword, and flattened the surface of the stone to expose a flat surface.

　　 Then infuse the infuriating energy into the fingertips, and follow the records on the master's notebook to sketch on the stones. Pieces of finger-thick gaps appeared on the surface of the stone. Lines form layers of complex runes.

　　Meng Zhang has an excellent memory. It didn't take much time to finish the sketch, and all the runes and the records in the master's notebook were not bad.

　　 Meng Zhang took out a bottle, which contained mercury tempered with spiritual energy.

　　 Pour the mercury in the bottle onto the stone, and use the infuriating remote control to make all the mercury flow along the outline of the rune from the cracks on the stone, and quickly fill all the gaps.

　　 Take out the cinnabar, and smear it on the entire surface of the stone.

　　 A simplified altar was laid out in this way.

　　 A small bottle of monster blood and ten low-grade spirit stones were carefully placed on the surface of the stone as a sacrifice.

　　 Meng Zhang felt fortunately, but fortunately, there were not many sacrifices needed and it was not expensive.

　　 Finally, three long incense sticks were taken out and lit on the ground in front of the altar.

　　 After finishing all this, Meng Zhang stood solemnly in front of the altar, calm and calm.

　　According to the statement in the master's notebook, the Taiyi Gate in its heyday had entered into a contract with a ghost and **** in the underworld, and the ghost and **** was responsible for guarding this trial site.

　　 Taiyimen disciples need to set up an altar, prepare sacrifices, communicate with the ghost and god, and then use the power of the ghost and **** to send their spirits to the place of trial.

　　 When offering sacrifices to this ghost, there is no need for face-saving skills such as bathing, changing clothes, burning incense and fasting. The most important thing is that you must be sincere and don't be the slightest contempt for ghosts and gods.

Standing in front of the altar for a long time, Meng Zhang, who felt that he was finally calm, bent down deeply towards the altar, bowed three times, then lowered his head, arched his hands, with a respectful expression on his face, and said very solemnly: " Certainly, Meng Zhang, head of the Taiyi Sect, sincerely wished and prayed, and also asked the gods to show their spirits."

　　 After finishing speaking, Meng Zhang kept bowing his head and arching his hands, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com doesn't move at all.

　　 There was silence in the hall, and there was no sound of wind. Only the three incense sticks on the ground were burning quietly.

　　 These three long incense sticks can burn for more than an hour in a windless environment.

　　 Time slowly passed, Meng Zhang's expression remained unchanged, his movements remained unchanged, and even the breath when he was breathing was not disturbed at all.

　　 Seeing that the three incense sticks were about to burn out, a change finally took place in the hall.

　　 Blasts of yin wind generated out of thin air screamed fiercely in the hall, making Meng Zhang feel a little unstable.

　　 A thick black cloud appeared over the altar. In the dark clouds, a looming portal appeared.

　　 A burst of suction suddenly appeared in the portal, directly sucking in the sacrifice on the altar.

　　 Meng Zhang's heart moved, knowing that this is a critical moment.

　　 He suddenly sat down cross-legged, and then meditated as quickly as possible to enter concentration, communicating with his soul.

　　 Soon, Meng Zhang entered a strange state of sleeping but not sleeping.

　　 In the dimness, he felt the spirit in his body.

　　 It was a light group with a soft light and human form. The surface of the light group is vague, and the looming face is somewhat similar to Meng Zhang's appearance.

　　 This is me, and there is a flash of enlightenment in Meng Zhang's heart.

After 　　, Meng Zhang's consciousness entered the light group, and the light group no longer distinguished each other.

　　 Meng Zhang controlled his own soul, and leaped forcefully, as if he had jumped out of a cage.

　　 Meng Zhang’s soul jumped out from the top door of the body, looked around, hesitated a little. Then he was very firm, and rushed to the gateway above the altar with an indomitable posture.