Moreover, this year's painting is Zhao Gongming, the four generalissimos of Taoism, who is the righteous god of the righteous gods.
As a heavenly master, if you dare to be disrespectful to Zhao Gongming, you basically don't have to mess around.
"Take it back and smoke and bow down?"
Lao Guo proposed.
"I don't have that much time, maybe this guy has an accomplice."
Smoke prostration, three procedures, very complicated, take an hour, and there is no way to do it here, you have to go back first.
Ye Shaoyang thought about it, grabbed a handful of dust from the ground, put it in the palm of his hand, and then cut his fingertips, squeezed out a drop of blood, and stirred it into a paste with the dust.
Lao Guo looked at it and exclaimed, "Little junior brother, this is blasphemy!"
” "General Zhao will understand."
Ye Shaoyang looked at the portrait and smiled, the dust blindfolded the gods, which would make the gods lose their recognition, and the blood light was a filthy thing to the gods, and it would make them stay away.
Blindfolding the eyes with dust and human blood will make the gods abandon the portrait, disdain to admit that the portrait is their own, and do anything to the portrait is not considered to defile the deity.
"What do you understand," Lao Guo said worriedly, "you will make Marshal Zhao very unhappy like this, and maybe you will be blamed." ” "God, I also watch people serve food.
Condemn me, who will help him catch ghosts?
Marshal Zhao, wronged ......"
Ye Shaoyang dipped his fingers in a little mixture of blood and dust, wiped it on the two eyes of the idol, stood up and clapped his hands.
Lao Guo shook his head as he watched from the sidelines, knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Marshal Zhao has a lot, don't worry about this kid, you just treat him as a second force......"
Ye Shaoyang drew two soul talismans, wrapped the Five Emperors in money, dipped them in magic water, and pasted them on the eyes of the gods.
The left hand was sealed, the mouth kept chanting the mantra, the right hand took out the Taiyi dust, tapped on the spirit rune, waited for a while, a stream of black blood gushed out of the two eyes of the god statue, the spirit rune broke, the five emperor money slowly turned, a ball of black hair came out of the money eye, and reluctantly retracted.
"Double money to set the soul!
Haste as a law!
” Ye Shaoyang tossed the Taiyi dust, fanned the two copper coins, overlapped them at the seal hall of the statue, kept chanting incantations in his mouth, the double coins rotated in the opposite direction, and the ghost hair was pulled out by the spiritual power again, but there was an inner force that resisted desperately, and the hair retracted again.
"I really don't shed tears when I don't see the coffin, I want to see what the hell you are!"
Ye Shaoyang sneered, his left hand popped out, his five fingers were bent, forming the Eight Luo Law Divine Seal, pulling out a strand of hair, holding it for a while, his right hand took out a bottle of magic water from his backpack, unscrewed it and drank it, and sprayed it on those black hairs with a pop.
"Wow!"
A puff of white smoke rose from the black hair, and a scream came from inside the portrait.
The spirit rune wrapped in the Five Emperors' coins instantly burned into flames, and screams came out from inside the portrait one after another.
Ye Shaoyang felt that the ghost hair strengthened the ghost power, and desperately shrank in.
Still dying!
"Please Zhao Tianjun, go down to the earth to punish the evil spirits, and if you think of subduing the demons, the world will be peaceful!
Zhao Xuantan Tianjun is as anxious as a law!
” Ye Shaoyang took another sip of magic water and sprayed it on the spirit rune, and the fire suddenly flourished.
Ye Shaoyang grabbed his hair, stepped on Tiangang, stepped back step by step, and pulled out a ball of ghost hair straight.
Lao Guo watched from the side, and shook his head slowly, "Cover Zhao Tianjun's eyes with filth, and dare to ask Zhao Tianjun for help, except for you Ye Shaoyang, there is no one......"
"This mage is amazing!"
A surprised exclamation sounded behind him.
Lao Guo looked back, and it turned out that those mages outside the door had all come in, standing in a row behind him, looking at Ye Shaoyang who was practicing the method in a daze.
"Excuse me," a guy arched his hand to Lao Guo, "Which sect is this one a disciple of?"
” Lao Guo snorted, "So you people, blind as, can't recognize the true God, this is my little junior brother, Ye Shaoyang, the only descendant of the inner gate of Maoshan Mountain!"
” "Maoshan Heavenly Master!"
Everyone looked at each other in amazement.
These disciples of folk scattered cultivation and small sects are lonely and unheard of, and they don't know Ye Shaoyang, but they have always heard of Maoshan's name.
"This Ye Tianshi, I'm afraid he is not the only inner disciple of Maoshan Mountain."
One guy tentatively asked, "And what about the wind?"
” Lao Guo said: "Dao Feng is missing and has been expelled from the sect."
My little junior brother's mana is not much worse than Dao Feng. ” The shock on the faces of several people deepened a little: Dao Feng once challenged the Dao Gate of the world, and he did not taste a single defeat, and he was known as the "Dao God of the World", and he was definitely an idol among idols in the magic world, and no one knew him.
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Lao Guo dared to say that Ye Shaoyang was not much worse than Dao Feng, although they were a little skeptical, but firstly, they saw the strength of Ye Shaoyang's methods, and secondly, Lao Guo was also a disciple of Maoshan, and he was familiar with both of them, so he had the most say in this matter.
"This Ye Tianshi is about the same age as the golden boy Ling Yuxuan, I don't know which of the two is stronger?"
A man muttered in a low voice.
Lao Guo snorted and said, "I don't say anything, I guess you will soon be able to see who is the first disciple of the Daomen!"
” Over there, Ye Shaoyang roared, stepped back, pulled his hands hard, and pulled out a black shadow, and everyone looked at it curiously: It's a female ghost, with a very good figure, but the skin all over her body is blood-red, covered with black pockmarks, densely packed.
After being pulled out of the portrait, she still tried to struggle, but Ye Shaoyang grabbed her hair, reversed it, and pressed to the ground, unable to move.
This female ghost didn't give up yet, her long hair fluttered, like countless worms, grabbing Ye Shaoyang's body.
Ye Shaoyang shook his head and sneered, took out a piece of vermilion yarn, wrapped some of it around the ghost hair like a hair, strung a big coin of the casting mother, tied it hard, and tied it into a knot.
The thumb pressed on the big coin of the casting mother, recited the incantation, and the qi was released, and the big coin of the casting mother instantly released a golden light, covering the ghost hair up and down.
The ghost hair, which was still swaggering like seaweed, suddenly lost its vitality and fell to the ground.
"Let's be honest."
Ye Shaoyang exhaled, and then he had the strength to look the female ghost up and down for a while, and saw her lying on the ground, so he pulled his hair, wanting to turn him to the front to see what he looked like, and then turned his head around to take a look, and everyone present was stunned.
The front of this female ghost is still the back of a head full of hair!
"Hairy girl!"
Lao Guo was stunned for a moment and shouted.
Ye Shaoyang nodded slowly, and also remembered that he once saw a girl with braids on the mountain road with Lao Guo and Xiaoma, but when he walked to the front, he still had a braided face on his face......
The situation in front of me is similar to last time.
No wonder her hair is used so well, the hair of the hairy girl is her horcrux.
Ye Shaoyang asked Lao Guo to bring the ever-bright lamp, added a handful of red nitrate and realgar powder to the lamp oil, and then poured it on the hairy girl's hairy head, and wherever the lamp oil went, the flames burned.