Chapter 1 Soul Convocation

Volume 1 Tiangou Cliff

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Southern Xinjiang, at the foot of Qibao Mountain, Hongjiazhai.

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In a decorated antique bamboo house, a thirty-five- or six-year-old fù man was sitting in front of the uáng, sobbing silently. Tears kept oozing out of the eyes and slipped along the face. There were already two puddles of mud on the ground.

After a while, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed in and shouted loudly, "Yùer, the eldest brother has invited a fairy master from Mahogany Ridge. Now our son is saved."

When the fù man heard this, he immediately stood up. His face was full of tears and sad, and there was also a trace of surprise. Really? Where is the fairy master?"

"It's right behind, it's coming soon! I'll let you know first, so that you won't be too sad..."

"Then let's welcome it quickly. Don't let the fairy master feel that we are neglected and dissatisfied." The fù man cut off the words without waiting for the husband to finish his words.

The husband also nodded in a hurry. Before the two of them came out, they had already seen them come in one after another.

The person behind him, who is very familiar with the fù people, is his direct brother Luo Feng. Obviously, the one in front of him is the fairy master of Redwood Ridge.

This immortal master is nine feet tall and extremely burly. His upper body is wrapped in a red belt, with his right iōng and arms, and his lower body is only a leather skirt made of uā spotted leopard leather, which shows the strength of his body. There was a four-fingered long knife and a bulging skin hanging around his waist, and behind him, there were three short spears more than four feet long, and the tip of the spear was bright red.

fù people are the nv of the Han family. The immortal masters in my mind are all the Taoist priests of the immortal Taoist bones, or the kind-looking monks. The image of this person in front of them is really too far from what I think in my heart. Especially his fierce face, if he met him elsewhere, I'm afraid he would think it was a barbarian warrior in which cottage!

But at this time, her son's life is on the line, and he still has to rely on others to save his life. How dare hesitate on his face? At the first time, he gave way to the road ahead, knelt aside, and said, "Thank you for your mercy!"

The same is true of my husband.

The barbarian fairy master didn't look at the husband and wife. He walked straight by and came to the bed, looking at the teenager lying on it. From time to time, the light flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he turned around and looked at Luo Feng, who had been following him, and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Luo Feng's original nervous expression immediately relaxed. Then, he hurriedly said, "Master Muxian, don't worry, after that, the 'fairy drunk' will definitely be presented. If you have luck in the future and get any extra good baby, I will definitely give priority to you!"

Hearing Luo Feng's promise, obviously, the barbarian fairy master was quite satisfied, and there was also a smile on his fierce face. Han people make great promises. I believe in you, which will attract the soul of your nephew! However, after the event, if I find out that you have disobeyed today's words, you will understand the consequences.

"This is natural!" Luo Feng immediately said, "Master Mu, hurry up and cast a spell!"

Hearing this, the wooden fairy master said nothing more and turned around. At the same time, his right hand stretched out to the skin bag around his waist. When he came out, he had three more things in his hand: a three-inch black flag, a green grass, and a yellow rune paper.

Seeing the yellow orange, on which the rune paper recorded with unknown lines in the fresh yn cinnabar book, the couple who were still kneeling on the ground relaxed a lot. Because, in the hearts of their Han family, Fu Yu has almost become an indispensable magic weapon for immortals.

After taking out three things, the wooden fairy master recited words in his mouth. Suddenly, he spewed out in one breath, right in the middle of the green grass. At that time, the green grass then turned into a green smoke and flew forward. When he got to the top of the teenager's head on the couch, a flash and got into his eyebrows.

Mu Xianshi's practice, the husband and wife and Luo Feng, were both generous and did not dare to go out. They watched quietly and waited.

Then, the wooden fairy master held a rune in his left hand and shook it in the air. The cinnabar lines on it immediately flashed, as if he were alive, constantly flowing.

ynyn's red light shrouded the teenager's head. After a moment, the green smoke was like a spiritual snake, and then drilled out and threw himself into the lines of the rune.

At this time, the wooden fairy master shouted softly, "Cold!"

Immediately, the yellow rune paper flew up by itself and pasted on the three-inch black flag.

The wooden fairy gently shook the small flag and recited the mantra in his mouth. In an instant, the black flag rose from three inches high to three feet in size. At this time, Luo Feng and others also saw the decoration on the surface of the flag, which was a pale skull.

"Gah, Gah,..."

The white skull was like a living thing, and its mouth kept opening and closing, making a sound of chewing, and the listener's heart was má. Luo Feng was better, but the couple were trembling all over. If it hadn't been for their son's life, he would have fainted.

With the sound of chewing, the yellow rune paper pasted on the small flag spontaneously went into the mouth of the skeleton, as if it was not a substantial linen cloth, but a bottomless abyss.

At this moment, the wooden fairy master's body suddenly shook, and the quacking sound became louder and louder. The wooden fairy master also suddenly waved his left hand and cut out the shadow in the void.

"White bone devours the soul!"

With a thunderous cry, the white skull on the small flag suddenly flew out of it, floating in the air and spinning.

At this time, the quacking sound stopped and was replaced by a kind of low whimper, like crying. Although it was not loud, it hit people's hearts directly.

With the sound of sobs, a yīn wind blew in all directions. With the passage of time, the wind became stronger and stronger. Gradually, Luo Feng and the other three of them could not open their eyes.

About half an hour later, a white shadow was wrapped in by the wind and threw it into the mouth of the skull. At this time, the wooden fairy master shook the small flag in his hand, and the skull closed tightly. Then he pointed to the teenager with his left hand and roared loudly, "Zhong Yuan's soul has not returned to his position yet. When will it be!"

When the words fell, the white shadow turned to the teenager on the couch and flashed away from the center of his eyebrows.

Then, the wooden fairy master took the spell, turned around and said, "Zhong Yuan's soul has returned. In less than three days, he will wake up!"

Hearing this, both husband and wife cried with joy, and even forgot to say thank you. On the contrary, Luo Feng could still keep calm, hurriedly thanked him, and repeated his previous promise again.

The wooden fairy hummed softly in his nose and said, "That's good! I hope you don't keep me waiting!"

"Sertain, definitely!"