Weigh One's Horoscope: Volume 1

By Mu Zaoling

A person's life was destined by heaven. The eight characters were flourishing, and he knew that he must be very powerful. The eight characters were wealthy, so he would definitely become a tycoon. The Seven Slaughters in the Sky must have been through many calamities and tribulations. When the eight words are withered, the body must be weak and sick. (< Previous Chapter | Next Chapter >) Two "cloaks" plus one chapter, a "war horse" plus two chapters … Welcome to the readership of "Words": 224325892)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Dec 13, 2019
• ISBN: 9781647815578

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1 - PURE YIN EIGHT CHARACTERS

CHAPTER 2 - TRIAD

CHAPTER 3 - WANGMU DECEIVING WEAK SOIL

CHAPTER 4 - TIANCHONGDIKE

CHAPTER 5 - SHOULD BE VIOLATED

CHAPTER 6 - THE OWL-GOD IS NOT ILL BUT ILL WHEN HE PREACHES FOR FOOD

CHAPTER 7 - GENERAL

CHAPTER 8 - DISILLUSION

CHAPTER 9 - VERNACULAR

CHAPTER 10 - UNRAVEL THE MYSTERIES

CHAPTER 11 - AGGRIEVED CHILD

CHAPTER 12 - PEA GUIDE

CHAPTER 13 - WILD BONE BURIAL

CHAPTER 14 - SHANTAI BLUE LAMP

CHAPTER 15 - PIG GRABBING TECHNIQUE

CHAPTER 16 - BLOOD-FACE SORCERY

CHAPTER 17 - EIGHT WORDS FOR WITHERING

CHAPTER 18 - EXCHANGE OF MOVES IN THE AIR

CHAPTER 19 - WAKE UP

CHAPTER 20 - HAUNTED HOUSE

CHAPTER 21 - THE SOUL IS THE EVIL SPIRIT

CHAPTER 22 - THE HAUNTED HOUSE IS IN DANGER

CHAPTER 23 - SEEK MEDICAL ADVICE ON RAINY NIGHT

CHAPTER 24 - TEMPLE HERMIT

CHAPTER 25 - SIX MOVEMENTS

CHAPTER 26 - MOUNTAIN SHIFTING TECHNIQUE

CHAPTER 27 - PHANTOM QI POWDER

CHAPTER 28 - ASPARAGUS

CHAPTER 29 - BURYING

CHAPTER 30 - INDEMNIFY

CHAPTER 31 - CONFLICT

CHAPTER 32 - SPIRITUAL STAND

CHAPTER 33 - SEVEN KILLS GRAND YEAR

CHAPTER 34 - YIN WALKING

CHAPTER 35 - THERE WAS ALSO A DEAD BODY

CHAPTER 36 - PLEASE LET THE GHOST HAVE THE UPPER BODY

CHAPTER 37 - TELLING THE TRUTH

CHAPTER 38 - SOMETHING'S HAPPENED

CHAPTER 39 - EXTORTION

CHAPTER 40 - PILFERING

CHAPTER 41 - CADAVERIC TRANSFORMATION

CHAPTER 42 - DEATH CHASE

CHAPTER 43 - THE CORPSE STEALING THIEF WAS THE REAL ONE

CHAPTER 44 - ZODIAC

CHAPTER 45 - MR LING

CHAPTER 46 - ADVENTURE

CHAPTER 47 - GRIMACE

CHAPTER 48 - PHOENIX FOREST DIFFICULTIES

CHAPTER 49 - PRACTICE

CHAPTER 50 - PAPER MAN ASKING FOR DIRECTIONS

CHAPTER 51 - DISCOVERED

CHAPTER 52 - EIGHT GREAT CLANS OF CANGYANG

CHAPTER 53 - CARNAGE

CHAPTER 54 - LEGEND OF GOLDEN COMB

CHAPTER 55 - TWO CORPSES

CHAPTER 56 - TOMB ROBBER

CHAPTER 57 - MUMMIFIED CADAVER

CHAPTER 58 - I SAW THE BLOODY FACE AGAIN

CHAPTER 59 - THE ORIGIN OF BLOOD-FACE SORCERY

CHAPTER 60 - A CHAOTIC WORLD IS COMING

CHAPTER 61 - NINE-WORD MANTRA

CHAPTER 62 - GIANT BAT

CHAPTER 63 - BLOOD-FACED DIVINE POWER

CHAPTER 64 - THERE BE A GHOST IN THE COFFIN

CHAPTER 65 - MAN'S BLOODY MOUTH

CHAPTER 66 - RESCUE

CHAPTER 67 - A REAL WIZARD WITH A BLOODY FACE

CHAPTER 68 - HUMAN TRAGEDY

CHAPTER 69 - CADAVERIC TRANSFORMATION?

CHAPTER 70 - OLD SERGEANT

CHAPTER 71 - STORY RECALL

CHAPTER 72 - SHI SHI FANG

CHAPTER 73 - THE FUTURE OF THE GREAT WAR

CHAPTER 74 - DISTURBANCE

CHAPTER 75 - THE POSITIVE SOLUTION OF THE BLOOD-FACE SPELL

CHAPTER 76 - DANGER

CHAPTER 77 - HEMP

CHAPTER 78 - CUES

CHAPTER 79 - CONVERSATION

CHAPTER 80 - MEETING APOLOGY

CHAPTER 81 - SLIP OF PAPER

CHAPTER 82 - BONE BURIAL GROUND

CHAPTER 83 - CONFLICT EVENT

CHAPTER 84 - THE CAUSE OF IT

CHAPTER 85 - PHANTOM CAPTURE

CHAPTER 86 - BLOODY EYE

CHAPTER 87 - BONE BELL

CHAPTER 88 - MIDDLE IMPACTION

CHAPTER 89 - THIRD NOTE

CHAPTER 90 - THE MYSTERIOUS HOUSE

CHAPTER 91 - ESCAPE

CHAPTER 92 - APOSTROPHE

CHAPTER 93 - SMALL SARCOPHAGUS

CHAPTER 94 - ARRAY ARRANGEMENT

CHAPTER 95 - CHAOS

CHAPTER 96 - STRIKE

CHAPTER 97 - CENTENARIAN OLD TAOIST

CHAPTER 98 - HEI SHI

CHAPTER 99 - BROKEN ARRAY

CHAPTER 100 - BLOCKING ROAD

CHAPTER 1 - PURE YIN EIGHT CHARACTERS

Mr. Zi is a member of the eighteen officials of Jiuwan, Jiuchuan Dam, at the border between Sichuan and Yunnan, and the most famous of the eighteen officials of Jiuwan, Yin-Yang Mr..

Mr. Zi was in his early fifties, wearing a long robe, with a beard, eyes like shooting stars, and a jade-like face. He lived in the four-dimensional village of Sanchuan, near the Qiaotou River.

It was early in the morning of an early winter day. The crowing of chickens could be heard no more than three times as a man rushed into Mr. Zi's house with the cold air that he had accumulated throughout the night.

Ah, Mister Zi, Mister Zi, please save us … As soon as the person entered the room, he shouted loudly. His voice was extremely fast, and his tone was anxious and panicked.

Mr. Tzu, who was in the habit of sitting in meditation in the morning, heard the shouts and hurriedly got up. He put on a coat and walked out of the room.

The sky was still hazy. The person was standing in the yard with only the faint outline of his body visible. The cold air outside was thick, enough to make all living things shiver. When Mr. Zi opened the door, the cold air rushed in.

Come in first! Mr. Tzu ushered him into the inner room.

Inside the room, there was a single bronze lamp. The lamp flickered like a bean. The light was not too bright, but it was enough to clearly see who had come.

The person who came was about fifty years old. He was short and thin, wearing a tattered robe. His skin was dry and bronze in color. He was the typical type of farmer in the Northwest of Yunnan.

The person who came was Old Seven Yang, who lived in the village of Siwei Wan Zi. He was an honest man, and Mr. Zi recognized him.

Mister Zi, I'm begging you to save my son's life! Seventh Elder Yang's tone trembled as he breathed out a string of white qi. Enduring the cold winter, Yang Lao Qi ran all the way here. At this moment, a layer of frost condensed on his brows, while beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Which son? asked Mr. Tzu as he hastily put on his coat and changed his shoes.

Youngest son, Yang Fenglin! Yang Lao Qi raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and sniffed.

Yang Fenglin, hey, this thing of his … If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome! " Mr. Zi quickly put on his clothes, picked up the toolbox that was placed in front of the Ancestral Master's throne, and followed Old Seventh to Wan Zi Village.

Old Yang's family of seven lived in the east side of Wan Zi Village, near the foot of the mountain. There were seven or eight families with the surname Yang here, and they were also known as the head of the Yang family in Wan Zi Village. Outside the house was a large bamboo forest with an area of 20 to 30 mu. The bamboo forest was lush and verdant, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.

At this moment, Yang Fenglin was lying on the bed with three quilts covering him, but he was still shaking uncontrollably. His lips were pale and he was unconscious. Yang Fenglin's old mother, Feng Sister-in-Law, sat by her bed and couldn't stop wiping away her tears. Madam Feng was only fifty years old, but because of all her years of hard work, her long hair had already turned white.

Mr. Zi followed Mr. Yang and entered the house. When Madam Feng saw Mr. Zi, she cried out. As she cried, she said, Mr. Zi, you must save my son!

Mr. Zi nodded. Don't cry yet, let me take a look! With that said, he walked up to Yang Fenglin's bed, carefully looked at Yang Fenglin's expression, and then pulled down the blanket. Carefully looking at Yang Fenglin's neck, he saw that it was completely empty.

What about the yellow talismans I told him to wear? Mr. Tzu asked hastily.

Yellow Talisman? Yellow Talisman... Aiya, the yellow talisman has really disappeared … No wonder, no wonder … Eunuch Feng shouted incoherently. The seventh brother of the Yang family also hurried over to take a closer look. The yellow talisman on his son's chest had indeed disappeared.

Yang Fenglin only uses the eight characters of Pure Yin, it's all because of this Yellow Symbol's protection … At this moment, Mr. Zi roughly understood why Yang Fenglin appeared in such a situation.

At this time, Yang Fenglin was already a seventeen year old boy. He was born sixteen years ago, and if it weren't for Mister Zi's approval, he would have long ago returned to the West.

The year of Chou, the month of Xin, the time of self, and the time of Xin Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu, the year of Ching Tzu Tzu, the year of Ching.

These were the eight characters that Yang Fenglin had when he was born. On the eight characters, the sky, the sun, the sun, and the earth are all yin, while on the ground, the ugly, already, unitary are also yin.

The Yin and Earth branches matched each other, forming the eight characters of Pure Yin.

The eight words Pure Yin, Pure Yang, were extremely difficult to find. Moreover, the words' Pure Yin 'and' Pure Yang 'usually appeared in a woman's life, while the word' Pure Yang 'usually appeared in a man's life.

However, this time, the word 'Pure Yin' actually appeared on the body of a boy named Yang Fenglin. In this case, it was called a loss of position between Yin and Yang.

Boys were born yang, but with the words pure yin, yin and yang declined. It could be said that Yang Fenglin was naturally lacking in yang energy. In addition to the fact that his heliotrope was made of earth, the earth was made of pure gold, and there were six words of gold in it. In addition to six pieces of gold, there was also the dried wood of the earth, sitting in the wet soil and taking root, which contained inexhaustible power.

According to the theory of the Five Elements, Yang Fengling was born into the earth and her soil was the Yin Earth. Under the premise that she was not strong enough, she still had to give birth to six gold.

Fortunately, Yang Fengling's parents found Mr. Zi. Otherwise, with Yang Fenglin's weak name, he definitely wouldn't have lived past the age of 3. Through the mediation of fate, Mister Zi had saved Yang Fenglin's life. He had also given Huang Fu to gather yang energy for Yang Fengli every year, intimidating evil spirits. This was why Yang Fenglin did not dare to provoke ghosts because of his lack of natural yang energy.

However, the most direct reason for Yang Fenglin's current situation was because the yellow talisman had been lost. Without the protection of the yellow talisman, Yang Fenglin's yang energy was not enough to sustain his yin energy.

He's so cold, hurry up and burn a pot of fire and come in. Remember, the fire must be big! Mr. Zi said to Old Yang.

Aiya, how could I have forgotten? We should have lit the fire long ago and come in! Yang Fenglin's mother, Madam Feng suddenly came to a realization and quickly pulled her husband, Old Yang, out to light the fire.

Actually, the fact that fire could increase the temperature in the room was just a surface phenomenon that everyone could see. The deeper level of principle was that fire could produce earth, and with the help of external forces, it could change the body.

Yang Fenglin's parents quickly prepared a large fire and carried it inside. When the raging flames were brought into the room, the sun had already risen.

Do you have red clothes, red quilts or something like that at home? Take them out and put them on him too! Mister Zi continued to speak. When Aunt Feng heard this, she quickly went to find some red clothes.

After a while, he found a red blanket and a pile of red clothes. Previously, Mr. Zi had said that Yang Fenglin's most suitable color was red, so the family had always been prepared.

After all these preparations were completed, Yang Fenglin's complexion began to slowly change. From its initial pale complexion, it had regained some of its normal color.

Although his complexion had somewhat recovered, he was still in a coma. Moreover, Mister Zi had already noticed that Yang Fenglin's forehead was already starting to sweat.

No matter how cold a normal person was, it was impossible for him to have cold sweat.

Sweat seeped out of his forehead as his body was extremely weak. If he did not consolidate his energy, it might harm his life force. Even if he managed to survive this ordeal, there would still be hidden wounds on his body.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Zi made a prompt decision and quickly opened the toolbox. He took out a piece of buffalo horn with a red thread, and got Old Yang's seventh son, Yang Fenglin, to stand up. Mr. Zi then hung the buffalo horn on Yang Fenglin's neck.

Hanging up the buffalo horn, Mr. Tzu told her to get a bowl of warm water, dipped her finger in it lightly, and chanted an incantation. She pulled out a piece of yellow paper, and wrote an invisible yellow rune on it with warm water, and then brought it to the yard, where she walked over to the wall, broke off a piece of dirt about the size of a finger, and placed it in the yellow paper. Then she folded the yellow paper into a triangle and returned to Yang Fenglin's bedside.

Turn his back to me and take off his clothes! Mr. Zi said to Old Yang. Hearing that, how could Old Yang dare to hesitate at all, he immediately did as he was told.

Mister Zi once again dipped his hand in the warm water and quickly drew a seal on Yang Fenglin's back. Then, he quickly took a step back, pointed at Yang Fenglin's back and shouted, Let's go! With that, he directly hit the yellow paper bag onto Yang Fenglin's back.

Pa …

With a light sound, Yang Fenglin suddenly began to cough violently. After coughing several times, he had actually woken up!

CHAPTER 2 - TRIAD

Seeing that his son had woken up, Yang Lao Qi was both surprised and happy. He couldn't help but scream out loud. Last night in the middle of the night, his son suddenly had a high fever, was in a coma, and now when he saw his son open his eyes, it was as if he was reborn. Only now did his worried heart drop. He felt both joy and sorrow as hot tears welled up in his eyes.

Son, my good son … His mother, who was standing by the side, cried tears of joy.

Father, Mother … Yang Fenglin could finally speak.

Quickly get up and kowtow to Mister Zi. It was Mister Zi who saved you! Yang Lao Qi's face was filled with joy as he excitedly said this to his son.

Yang Fenglin was about to get up from the bed, but Mister Zi hastily stopped him, Quickly lie down, you're still very weak right now!

I, I'm fine now! Yang Fenglin's personality was stubborn and strong. He was determined to get up, but the teacher held him down. He heard Mr. Zi say, Your business is not over yet. Tell me about what happened before you came home. The more detailed the better!

Only then did Yang Fenglin give up getting up, nodded, drank a mouthful of hot water passed by his mother, pursed his lips and said, Yesterday was the same as usual, our village's friends went to the palanquin to mow the grass, and after playing with them for a while, they finished mowing the pig grass and went to the bottom of the palanquin. When they were tired, they sat under the big banyan tree to rest for a while, but who would have thought that they would actually fall asleep … But I'll be back when I wake up …"

What time did you sleep yesterday? Mr. Tzu asked.

It should be around four o'clock, but it's not even five yet! Yang Fenglin replied.

Is the time accurate? Don't forget!" Mister Zi's deep gaze stared at Yang Fenglin as he asked.

This, this shouldn't be wrong, right? It's usually that time …" Yang Fenglin hesitated, not sure.

It can't be wrong! It's not even five yet! At this time, Eunuch Feng interrupted by saying, I remember that when he came back, I was just lighting a fire. I usually start lighting the rice at around five o'clock!

Mister Zi nodded and said: Around five o'clock, that should be the time of admission. Today is the second day, and yesterday was the first day. The direction you're going in and the location of the great banyan tree you're resting on?

What direction? Yang Fenglin was a little dazed. Normally, he wasn't particularly sensitive to directions.

The sun is setting in the west! Yang Lao Qi said affirmatively.

The west, the west belongs to the metal! Mr. Zi's face was grave as he nodded his head, and continued to say: Yesterday, I gave you Western Gold, and you took it to the West, so it's exceptionally strong, and gold is born from the ground, you're born from the ground, and yesterday, the unusually powerful gold wanted your earth to come to life, and your eight words are already weak and weak, and belong to the phenomenon of withering. It's just like a sick mother who has to feed three children who are waiting for milk, the results can be imagined!

Mister Zi, we don't really understand what you're talking about … The seventh brother of the Yang family was confused by what he heard.

Yesterday, not to mention that your yellow talisman has been lost, even if the yellow talisman was still there, you would have no good ending if you went to the west! Mr. Tzu continued to explain.

What? My amulet is missing? Hearing this, Yang Fenglin quickly looked down and discovered that the familiar yellow talisman on his chest had already disappeared without a trace. At this moment, there was an additional black buffalo horn on it.

Child, those are life-saving items. How can you casually lose them? Seventh Brother Yang couldn't help but scold him.

I don't know either … I might have lost it while playing with them … Yang Fenglin embarrassedly said.

Your baleful aura has not been removed. The buffalo horn hanging in front of your chest must not be removed! Mr. Zi instructed, then said to Old Yang, Let's go, take me to the place where he fell asleep yesterday afternoon.

Yang Lao Qi let his son rest well while he led the way towards the big banyan tree at the foot of the mountain.

Without a word, the two of them arrived at the foot of the great banyan tree. Mister Zi saw that this great banyan tree covered the sky like a huge umbrella. It was also covered the sky like a carriage. The tree trunk was as thick as a battle, and the roots were like giant pythons that circled around. It was truly majestic and shocking. Such a large tree could not be grown unless it was several hundred years old.

Strangely, other than the great banyan tree, there was an open area with no other trees growing around. It had the aura of a lone tree growing into a forest. If one looked closely, they would see many rotten tree roots.

Is there always such a tree here? Mr. Zi felt that there was something strange about this banyan tree, so he immediately asked Old Yang.

That's not it. In the past, there were still a lot of trees here, but for some reason, they gradually died. I'm guessing that they were pressed down too hard by the great banyan tree! Yang Lao Qi said casually.

He stood by the great banyan tree and looked around. Not far away, he saw a few old graves. The grass and trees grew crazily on top of the graves, and because they were too old, the original appearance of the graves could no longer be seen.

Lonely Tomb, Wasteland …

Mister Zi looked at the space between the big banyan tree and the lonely grave. The lonely grave was in the southwest direction of the big banyan tree, and it was in harmony with the big banyan tree.

To the southwest, Yang Fenglin was at the same level as him. From the looks of it, Yang Fenglin definitely had a grudge with this old grave after losing his yellow talisman.

Having a rough plan in mind, Mr. Zi immediately followed Yang Laoqi back home. When he arrived home, he asked her to prepare some food, tea, yellow paper, white paper, underworld money, and a series of other things. However, he also wrote down a table.

Once everything was ready, Mister Zi led the way. Seventh Brother Yang and Aunt Feng carried everything in a basket and walked behind Mister Zi, while Yang Fenglin followed closely behind.

When they arrived at the old grave on the southwest side of the great banyan tree, Mister Zi invited them to burn the yellow paper, light the green fragrance, offer the fasting and tea, and then burn the underworld money.

With the Seventh Elder Yang and his wife taking the lead, Yang Fenglin quickly kowtowed to the lonely grave one by one to apologize. Mister Zi, on the other hand, skillfully and quickly used his white face to make the appearance of a tiger, and wrapped three pieces of yellow paper around it.

After the ceremony, Yang Fenglin left the lonely grave with Zi following closely behind. The two of them walked until they reached the great banyan tree. Yang Fenglin continued to walk according to Mister Zi's instructions, while Mister Zi stopped.

The white tiger was placed in Yang Fenglin's footprint, and it began to mutter, The essence of heaven and earth is widely used … Call the stars early in the morning, lead the gods into the twilight, and bring the spirits to a thousand of ghosts … The gods, the turtles, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, It will stand in front of the altar and follow my orders. It will be forbidden to hear about Devil's Luck Turtles. "

Finishing the incantation, he bowed three times and lit the three pieces of yellow paper, covering the White Tiger. The white tiger's body slightly enlarged, and when the yellow paper was completely burnt away, the tiger that was made of white face had turned into a giant golden tiger with white forehead, majestic and awe-inspiring in all four directions.

In the southwest, Shen and Yang Fenglin formed a semicircle with their unitary branches, while Zi blocked the way with a white tiger. He used Yin Shen of the six branches of the earth to attack the unitary branch, so that the southwestern Shen would not dare to agree with Yang Fenglin's unitary branch, thus, Yang Fenglin's crimes could be solved. (4) The unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch.

Once again, the group returned home. Mister Zi had a corner of soil and water, so he formed the shape of a water buffalo and used three yellow talismans to wrap the water buffalo. After chanting, he used the yellow talismans to ignite the water buffalo.

The ugly ox was Yang Fenglin's zodiac, as well as the god of zodiac, and also Yang Fenglin's pillar of life. To the west, it worshipped the ox, and to the west, it was fire.

Since the ceremony was already over, Mr Zi let Yang Fenglin finish drinking a cup of strong tea and waited for an hour without any reaction.

Logically, if the evil aura was dispelled in one cup, the primordial flames would be strengthened with the power of the flame ox, and Yang Fenglin would quickly recover after drinking the tea. However, why did he still look so sick? Furthermore, his face was pale. Although he was moving freely, he clearly did not look like a normal person.

This was strange, Mr. Zi could not figure it out, could it be that it was not a lonely grave? Or perhaps Yang Fenglin was infected with something even more powerful?

If this situation continues, something must go wrong.

CHAPTER 3 - WANGMU DECEIVING WEAK SOIL

Combined with Yang Fenglin's time and position when he went out, and his own pure yin, it was not wrong to say that the three branches of Shennong's branch would be called Shennong. Moreover, Yang Fenglin's subsequent appearance of being unconscious, being afraid of the cold, sweating and other signs indicated that this was Mwangkai Earth, a phenomenon endangering one's life and essence.

But why did it not work at all? Yang Fenglin had already offered incense and prayers, offered fasting and tea, and then used the ground six times to use the White Tiger as a roadblock to counter the golden aura coming from the southwest.

There were only two possibilities. One was that the old grave that Mr Tzu had violated was not an element of the Southwest of the Three Houses of the Earth, and the second was that the evil that the Poplar Phoenix Forest had provoked was something extremely powerful.

Mr. Tzu was thinking about the lunch that had been prepared by his wife and invited him to take a seat. At this time, Mister Zi did not even have the mood to eat, he just barely sat down on the table and casually played with two bowls, then carefully looked at Yang Fenglin's mental state. Although it was much better than when he was unconscious on the bed previously, and he could also eat and walk, it was still clearly not a normal person's appearance. If this state continued for another three to five days, then he would definitely be as sick as a mountain, and if he continued for another half a month to a month, his life would be in danger.

If it wasn't a lonely grave, then there was something strange. What was strange about it? Mr. Tzu could not guess.

In the end, as he thought about it, he felt that there was something weird about that towering banyan tree. There were two reasons for this: First, it was a wasteland, and a forest was formed from a single tree; second, it was surrounded by the rotten roots of other trees. This proved that there were other trees in that place, but they all died one by one, so why would the other trees die while the great banyan tree was completely unscathed?

With this thought in mind, Mister Zi immediately went to verify it. Thus, he left Old Yang's house by himself and headed in the direction of the great banyan tree.

After walking for about seven to eight minutes, they had passed the hundreds of meters under the palanquin top and could see the great banyan tree that covered the sky and formed a forest on its own.

The great banyan tree stood alone on a piece of barren land. Within a radius of a hundred meters, there were only a few small shrubs and some weeds over the old grave in the southwest. Other than that, there were no other trees.

This time, Mr. Zi looked more carefully. When he saw the tree's posture of dominating a region, the suspicion in his heart grew a bit firmer. Thus, he walked closer to take a look.

It was already around two or three in the afternoon. It was a cold winter afternoon, and the sun was shining warmly on the ground, so the climate in the northwest of Yunnan was not as sharp as in the north. The afternoon sun was the warmest, but the moment Mister Zi stepped under the great banyan tree, he immediately felt waves of cold, as if he was in the middle of an early morning with a cold wind blowing from the north.

Mister Zi raised his head to look at the entire large tree and discovered something strange.

There was not a single bird nest on the branches of such a large banyan tree. Furthermore, there wasn't a single trace of bird droppings on the ground. It was obvious that there weren't any traces of birds moving around, which was very strange.

Mr. Banyan tree had seen a lot, but every banyan tree was naturally a paradise for birds due to its luxuriant foliage. All kinds of birds rushed to build their homes on the top of the tree, making it bustling with noise and excitement, and there was even a pile of bird poop under the tree.

Carrying all kinds of doubts, Mr. Zi stood at the foot of the great banyan tree and slowly closed his eyes. He placed his hand on top of the great banyan tree and muttered, ... The brilliant sun rose into the east. Once the godly axe was severed, he would be long gone from this place. I've been ordered by the Old Lord to do this …"

What Mister Zi said was the Wood Extraction Curse, a secret spell from the Mystical Heavenly Book.

Once Mister Daji finished his incantation, the big tree suddenly trembled and countless rotten leaves fell from the tree. Some of the branches among them directly smashed towards Mister Zi.

Fortunately, Mr Zi was agile and could leap several meters before being hit.

Great! Wang Mu was bullying the weak! I have only read about it in the ancient books, I didn't expect that I would meet it in the real world today! Mister Zi shouted loudly, his eyes like lightning as he walked three laps around the tree like a bolt of lightning. He shouted, If the tree dares to bully others, it actually defies the will of the heavens. I'll make your prehistoric era! With that, he flicked his sleeves and left, returning to the Yang family of seven. He already had a plan in mind.

Wangmu bullies the weak. According to the theory of the five elements of yin and yang, metal countered wood, and wood countered earth. According to the theory of the boundary between man and spirit, although humans and trees were at the same level, it was very difficult for them to produce the principle of living and restraining and transforming each other. Unless the trees were strong and weak, where the great banyan tree dominated a region, it would gain the aura of a king of trees.

Mr. Tzu returned to Old Yang's family of seven and wrote down two names. He told Old Yang to run to the village and find someone. Mr. Tzu Tzu asked the two of them to come to the Yang family in Wan Zi Village tomorrow to help.

After all, this was a matter concerning his son's life, who would dare to delay their father?

After Yang had left, he asked her to find three objects: first, an iron plow head over three years of arable land; second, a machete that had been used to chop wood for more than five years; and third, a poker that had been used by rural people for more than ten years.

These were all common objects used in the countryside, so it wasn't difficult to find them. She remembered them in her heart and quickly went to the neighboring house to look for the three items that were needed by Mister Zi.

After the two of them left, Mister Zi took a look at Yang Fenglin's complexion. At this moment, Yang Fenglin's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and beads of sweat began to roll down his forehead.

What do you think? asked Mr. Tsukiko, with concern in his voice.

It's just that I feel cold and weak all over! Yang Fenglin replied truthfully.

This kind of cold is from the inside to the outside. No matter how many clothes you wear, or how many blankets you change, it's unavoidable … Mr. Tzu said.

Mhmm! Yang Fenglin nodded vigorously, and the admiration in his heart for Mister Zi increased.

Only by getting closer to the fire will you be better! You'd better go and sit in front of the kitchen stove. It'll be better! Mr. Tzu said.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fenglin quickly followed her instructions, and very quickly, she found the items that Mister Zi needed. Yang Lao Qi also rushed back, informing Mr. Zi that the two of them had agreed to arrive on time.

Mr. Zi nodded, looking at the big black dog at Old Seven's door and the old buffalo in the circle, then said to Old Seven Yang, Let your black dog and buffalo be full tonight, they will be of great use tomorrow!

After making all the arrangements, Mr. Zi stayed at Old Yang's house on the same night.

The next day at daybreak, the two of them arrived at Old Yang's house early despite the cold that had pressed down on them for the whole night.

The two people that had come were an old man and a young man. The old man was about 50 years old. He was from Sanyou Village, one of the 18 officials of Sanyou Village in Sanchuan, and his name was Liu Dexing. The young one was a young man in his early twenties. When he was young, he was one of the 18 officials of Jiuwan, Luo Junxian.

He had already counted the eight characters of the two of them, so he invited them over.

Among the two, Liu Dexing's eight words were: The year of Hengxu, the month of Hengchen, the day of Hengsheng, and the year of Hengchen. Amongst the eight characters, there was a golden glow.

Luo Junxian's eight words were: C Yin Year, A Xin Yue, C Zi Day, and C Shen Time. The eight characters were like a huge fire.

It wasn't that their eight characters were very good, but this time they needed Jin Wang and Huo Yan, and the two of them just happened to meet the requirements.

When the two of them arrived at Old Yang's house and saw Mr. Zi, they showed a respectful expression, as if it was their honor to be able to serve him.

At the same time, Mister Zi had also prepared all the items he needed, such as iron ploughs, large machetes, and iron fire pincers, all in the courtyard of Old Yang's seventh house. These were all objects that could be used frequently in the countryside. As they had been used all year round, their surface had already been polished till they were exceptionally smooth and bright. After these three items appeared, Mr. Zi also put a huge pile of firewood on Old Yang's back.

The old water buffalo in the circle had also been pulled out. They set up the ox-cart, put in the firewood, plowed their heads and other things, and set off towards the foot of the mountain.

Following closely were Liu Dexing and Luo Junxian. Mr. Zi was left behind them, and behind Mr. Zi was Aunt Feng, who was holding her son Yang Fenglin with one hand and the big black dog with the other.

The group of people walked under the first rays of the morning sun to the great banyan tree at the foot of the palanquin in a grandiose manner.

CHAPTER 4 - TIANCHONGDIKE

Everyone came to the great banyan tree and kowtowed three times towards the east. Mister Zi burned three stacks of yellow paper, placed an ancient bronze incense burner, lit nine incense sticks of incense, and set up three large stones from the toolbox he carried with him. On the altar, in the middle of the altar, he placed the ancient bronze incense burner, and on the left, he placed Tong Jinling's Eight Trigrams Mirror; on the right, he placed the red line bronze sword and three sides yellow soapy flags.

When Mister Zi's altar was ready, he told Liu Dexing to walk thirty-three steps to the west of the great banyan tree before turning around to face the great banyan tree, holding the black dog in his left hand and placing the iron plow on his right hand. Luo Junxian walked twenty-nine steps south of the great banyan tree before turning around to face the great banyan tree. His left hand held the buffalo, while his right hand held the iron fire pincers.

Mr. Zi, Liu Dexing and Luo Junxian each stood in three different positions, one in the east, the other in the west, the other in the south, while Yang Fenglin sat in front of Mr. Zi's altar with an iron machete in front of him.

Of the five elements, the eastern part belongs to wood and is the root cause of the wood. Mister Zi set up a divine altar here to shake the root cause of the wood; the western part belongs to gold, Liu Dexing's eight characters are golden, taking Liu Dexian's essence as the key element, holding the big black dog in his left hand, iron plow in his right hand, ploughing the earth for three years, thus making the metal aura the most abundant; the southern part belongs to fire, Luo Junxian's eight characters contained a great fire, and Luo Junxian's as the key element. Holding the water buffalo in the left hand, using the poker in the right hand for more than ten years, the poker always comes in contact with the fire in the stove, which means the fire is extremely deep.

Liu Dexing lived in the west, with his golden aura and his bull-fighting aura. His left hand was holding the big black dog (the fire storehouse), while Luo Junxian lived in the south, with a sea of flames behind him. His right hand was holding the big water bull (the fire storehouse).

When everything was ready, Mister Zi loudly recited: Dao is in agreement with heart, heart is fake and fragrance is transmitted, incense is burning jade, heart is filled with the desire of the immortal. My truesoul is dropping..."

Once Mister Zi finished, he waved his hand and the three yellow talismans lit up, dispersing into the air. He slapped on the altar with his palm and a yellow flag flew up. Mr. Zi caught it steadily and shouted, Wang Mu dares to bully people. This old Taoist will do justice for the heavens. After saying that, the yellow soapy flag was thrown out, along with a handful of fragrant ashes.

Right now, it was originally around nine in the morning. The sun had just jumped out of the Dragon Duke's Green to the east, and golden light over a hundred thousand zhang scattered onto the ground, creating a warm atmosphere. However, just as Mister Zi's soapy yellow flag was about to fly out, a cold wind blew from all directions. The wind was like a knife, chilling to the bone as it rolled up a patch of yellow soil and filled the sky.

This gust of wind was abnormally strange. The sunlight looked weak and weak in the cold wind. Yang Fenglin, who was sitting in front of Mister Zi, shivered in the cold wind. Sweat rolled down his forehead, and he felt a sharp pain on his forehead. His brain rumbled, as if someone had struck him in the head with a heavy hammer.

Mister Zi's eyes were focused on the eight paths ahead while his ears were focused on the surroundings. Naturally, he also took note of Yang Fenglin's sudden appearance one by one.

Yang Fenglin, pick up the machete beside you! Mister Zi shouted loudly, his voice was like a loud bell. Amidst the cold wind's roar, it was like a clap of thunder, resounding in Yang Fenglin's ears.

When Yang Fenglin heard this, he quickly bent down to pick up the wood chopping knife that he had been using for five years. Strangely, the sharp pain in his head lessened as soon as he grasped the machete in his hand.

The cold wind was still as savage as ever, sweeping in all directions. Yellow sand flew in all directions, and the sun and moon could not be spoken of. The great banyan tree soared to the sky, its huge branches swaying, its leaves flying everywhere like sabers.

Seventh Brother Yang, light the fire in the west! Mister Zi shouted.

Upon hearing Mr. Zi's shout, Old Yang, who had been waiting respectfully at the side, immediately ran to the firewood he had prepared in the west. He took out the matches he had prepared beforehand and started to light them.

The strong wind howled and the cold air blew ferociously. Seventh Brother Yang pointed seven matches consecutively, but they were all extinguished by the cold wind. He was so anxious that he shouted at his wife, Feng Sister-in-Law, Quickly come and help! Feng Sister-in-Law quickly rushed over when she heard this.

Only to see Old Seven Yang taking off his outer robes and letting his sister-in-law Feng take them in a half-circle, forming a isolation belt for the wind. Finally, he lit a match and found some hay he had prepared beforehand to light the fire. The hay was quickly lit, but before him was a pile of firewood, which was about to be extinguished by the cold wind as soon as it reached the firewood.

Just as the ignition was about to fail again, Mister Zi's voice rang out, Use the yellow talisman! Faster!"

When Old Yang heard this, he slapped his thigh and suddenly remembered that Mister Zi had given him a yellow talisman, which was hanging in front of his chest. He took off the yellow talisman in front of his chest and used it as a primer.

Strangely enough, when the yellow talisman was used to ignite the flame, it was easily ignited. Moreover, no matter how savage the cold wind was, it was still unable to extinguish the flame. Soon, a pile of firewood was set on fire. A raging fire was set ablaze in the cold wind, and with the help of the wind, it instantly burned to an extreme degree.

As the fire burned, the wind's momentum was greatly reduced. However, just at this moment, the sunlight suddenly disappeared into a mass of dark clouds on the horizon. Due to the disappearance of the sunlight, the entire land became even more terrifying than before.

The chilly wind was blowing and the dirt flew in the air. Amidst the howling of the cold wind, there was a faint but eerie sound of screaming. This sound was not loud, but it shook people's souls, as if there was an evil ghost crying and attracting their souls in the black wind.

Mister Zi's expression was heavy as he thought to himself, This great banyan tree is very strange. I'm afraid it isn't just the wood bullying the weak! As he thought of this, he immediately put down the yellow soapy flag and picked up the copper sword. He chanted an incantation and three yellow talismans ignited on the green lamp. After chanting, the yellow talisman was released.

On the other side, the fire that was burning behind Luo Junxian was getting bigger and bigger. Meanwhile, the big buffalo in Luo Junxian's hands was becoming restless. They started to lift their heads and kick their feet, panting and breathing hot air.

Lift up the iron plow and lift it over your head! Mister Zi ordered loudly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Dexing did as he was told. He immediately took down a yellow talisman from his chest and placed it in the middle of the iron plow. This was arranged by Mr. Tzu.

Just as Liu Dexing raised the iron plow over his head, the big black dog that had been obediently standing in front of Liu Dexing immediately became restless.

Mr. Zi saw everything clearly and immediately waved his Red String of Fate, shouting: Jin comes from the west, Huo comes from the south. Two vaults against one another, the evil fiend coming out! Fire!

Just as Mr. Zi was about to release them, Liu Dexing and Luo Junxian loosened the ropes on both the big black dog and the big buffalo.

Strangely, after the two let go of each other, the big black dog and the big buffalo actually immediately charged forward. An ox and a dog rushed to the great banyan tree at the same time, meeting up at the great banyan tree. An ox and a dog rushed to the west of Liu Dexing, and a black dog rushed to the south of Luo Junxian.

The ugly is the vaults, the oxen are the vaults, charging from the south to the west, the great water buffaloes charge where the golden energy is at its greatest, so the golden energy will grow more and more, and according to the principle of the Five Creatures, the golden tree is the nemesis of the golden tree, the ox is the vaults, the natural nemesis of the great banyan tree;

The fire was burning, the dogs were burning, the great black dogs were charging from the west to the south, and the big black dogs were charging where the fire was the most powerful, so the fire was growing stronger and stronger. According to the theory of the five types of fire, fire was born from wood, and dogs were born from fire.

Shameless against the Wangmu, there is a curfew and a fire to consume the Wangmu natural decline. (3) The Wangmu, the Wangmu, the Wangmu, the Wangmu, the Wangshu, the Wangmu, the Wangshu, the Wangshu and the Wangshu, the Wangshu, the Wangshu and the Wangshu, the Wangshu. At this time, Luo Junxian was holding a fire pincer in his hand and Liu Dexing was holding a plow and charging forward again. One golden and one fiery, the two sides converging together.

The two of them only needed to meet at the great banyan tree, and the wood power would inevitably be suppressed. At that time, as long as Yang Fenglin came over with a machete in his hand and gently cut a hole in the great banyan tree, the killing intent of the weak Wangmu would immediately break.

Just as the two of them were about to reach the great banyan tree, something unexpected suddenly occurred. Liu Dexing, who was running towards the west, was struck by a rotten tree stump and lost his balance. He fell to the ground, looking like a dog eating shit. He even threw the iron plow in his hands.

This was the last and most critical step. How could there be any problems at this time?

At the same time as Liu Daxing fell, Luo Junxian rushed under the great banyan tree with an iron fire pincer in his hand. Just as he was about to destroy his plan to break through the evil fiend, the big buffalo standing not far behind Liu Daxing suddenly roared:

Moo …

After the roar, the water buffalo rushed to the foot of the great banyan tree from the west without being chased away.

Liu Dexing's metal strength had been broken off and then reconnected by the water buffalo …

CHAPTER 5 - SHOULD BE VIOLATED

The ugly as a vaults, the critical moment, the buffalo fill the gap due to the wrestling of Liu Dexing, the situation of Shuangku Chuang was achieved.

It was a good thing that the water buffalo suddenly had intelligence, otherwise, the destruction of the situation would have been certain.

Mister Zi was quick with his hands and eyes. He saw the water buffalo save the battle and knew that with the assistance of the Grand Master, he immediately picked up Mo Dou from the altar and said to Yang Fenglin, Raise the machete in your hand!

When Yang Fenglin heard this, he quickly did as he was told, and immediately pulled out a piece of ink from his inkstone to aim at the machete in Yang Fenglin's hand.

Shua! Following a light sound, an ink mark appeared on Yang Fenglin's machete. Mister Zi had shot out three ink marks in a row.

Hack into the great banyan tree, remember to leave a mark! After Mr. Zi finished playing, he immediately said to Yang Fenglin.

Yang Fenglin nodded with a heavy expression. He firmly gripped the machete in his hand, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the banyan tree. When he arrived in front of the banyan tree, he ruthlessly hacked down with his machete.

Crack …

Yang Fenglin's arm shook until it was slightly numb. This time he used too much strength, directly slashing the machete into the great banyan tree.

Hua … The root of the great banyan tree lightly trembled. It shook off countless leaves, but it quickly regained its calm.

Mister Zi, who was right behind Yang Fenglin, held the Red String of Fate in his left hand while holding the Eight Trigrams Mirror in his right hand. He was prepared to deal with any unexpected situations at any time. Seeing that the great banyan tree had regained its calmness, it finally stopped its posture.

Alright! Mr. Zi let out a long breath, and said to everyone, Alright, everything is fine! Remember, keep the ink on this machete for more than three days! Saying that, Mister Zi walked in front of the water buffalo, lightly patted the buffalo's head, nodded appreciatively, then said to Old Seven Yang: Seventh Brother, this cow is your benefactor, you have to be nice to it when you go back!"

Of course, Mr. Zi, you can rest easy! Yang Lao Qi said happily. Just as Mister Zi was about to pack up and leave, Yang Fenglin's sharp eyes caught sight of a