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Immortal Master Chapter 59 Strange Gold Plate

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    Zhang Fanshan and Yu Deyun were also in trouble, and the remaining master Wang Jingwen had no idea where he was hiding as soon as everyone took action.  At this time, it seems that he is the only one who can go down.  Zhang Chengjia looked sad, pointed at his nose with some trembling and asked: "Me?" "Hurry up!" Wen Fei shouted loudly.  Zhang Chengjia was shaken by this drink, just like an animal that had been whipped.  Finally, tremblingly, he walked towards the grave.  Outsiders don¡¯t know how much complicated inner struggles the Zhang Cheng family went through.  I saw him mustering up his courage and slowly jumping into the grave pit.  With his eyes closed, he touched the corpse with the spirit of a warrior who sacrificed his life for his country.  I am afraid that I will suddenly become like that yellow hair.  But nothing he imagined in his mind happened, and Zhang Chengjia took the gold plate in his hands calmly and smoothly.  At the same time, the yellow hair under Wen Fei's feet finally stopped moving, and his mouth began to foam like an epilepsy.  Even Wen Fei felt a little sorry for turning Huang Mao into such a state.  Although it was obvious that Master Wen had kicked Huang Mao down to test the waters But the uneasy conscience only lasted for less than half a minute, as Zhang Chengjia climbed up with difficulty.  Wen Fei was immediately attracted by the gold plate in Zhang Chengjia's hand, and immediately forgot about Huang Mao.  I went over and picked up the gold plate and took a look. I saw a strange statue of a god with three heads and twelve arms and a mouth full of fangs painted on it.  The side behind it is densely packed with various scriptures.  After just looking at it for a long time, Wen Fei didn't recognize a single word.  At this time, Wang Jingwen, who had been hiding behind some tomb just now, finally ran out and came closer to take a look.  Said: "Strange, why do these seem to be in Tibetan, are they from Tantric things? But it doesn't look like it. Zhang Sheng, where did this gold plate come from?" Zhang Chengjia thought for a long time, and then he remembered: "  I remembered. This is an antique that I often saw my grandfather playing with. He always treasured it and never let others touch it. Once I was naughty and sneaked into his study.  When he saw this thing, his grandfather discovered it and gave him a severe beating." Wen Fei and Wang Jingwen looked at each other and it seemed that they were right.  All the weirdness comes from this gold plate.  Zhang Chengjia continued to recall: "But later, after my grandfather died, this thing disappeared. I thought someone had taken it away. At that time, people were talkative and they were making trouble every day to divide the family property. So I didn't expect it.  I was buried with my grandfather!" "Sooner than those bad things about wealthy families fighting for family property, the bloody TV series at 8 o'clock has already been watched tens of thousands of times.  No one was interested, so Wang Jingwen asked: "So, Zhang Sheng, do you know where this gold plate came from?" Zhang Chengjia shook his head.  He really didn't know this.  He said: "This gold plate has been around since I can remember." After hearing a few words, Wen Fei saw that Wang Cheng's family didn't know the origin of this gold plate, and he was no longer interested.  Although he didn't know the origin of this gold plate, Wen Fei knew its function.  His face immediately changed: "This gold plate is contaminated with evil power. Everything in your family was brought by this gold plate. So I want to take this gold plate away. Find a place  Suppress it!" Wang Chengjia didn't doubt Wen Fei's words at all. He had seen everything with his own eyes, and even without Wen Fei saying anything, he would have stayed away from this gold plate.  After harvesting this gold plate, Wen Fei was in a good mood.  Wang Jingwen suddenly held up the compass and shouted: "It's weird, it's weird. Why does this compass look different from just now!" Wen Fei smiled slightly, and he could see it clearly without Wang Jingwen's words.  The energy of the earth grows.  It started to pour out.  This place is indeed a geomantic treasure, but the previous earth energy has been absorbed by this gold plate.  Wen Fei asked: "Mr. Zhang, when your grandfather was dying, did you ask you to often offer incense on his grave?" Zhang Chengjia thought for a while and said awkwardly: "It seems that there is such a thing, but  The Pearl is so far away from here. We can only come back every Qingming Festival to visit the tomb Well, I was still young at the time" Wen Fei stopped talking.  Put this gold plate up.  He has completely understood the cause and effect of the matter.  It is of course Wang Jingwen¡¯s business to tie things up.  Since this geomantic treasure has not been broken.  Then it is natural to rebury it, but there are more details involved.  It all depends on this Feng Shui master to remedy the situation.  How to reburial.  But when everyone saw the corpse in the tomb, they found that the entire body had rotted away, leaving only a few dead bones   Back at Mingzhu, Wen Fei couldn't wait to take out the gold plate.  After setting up the altar, he lit three sticks of sandalwood and shouted, "Don't come out yet!" Immediately, a breath rushed out from the gold plate, causing the green smoke to float in the air, making it clear to everyone.  In the green smoke of the incense, the outline of a devil appeared vaguely, exactly like the three-headed and twelve-armed ferocious devil on the gold plate.  But at this time, it was obvious that this demon was extremely weak, even in the incense.  It was just barely formed, as if a gust of wind could easily blow it away.  Wen Fei was disappointed for a while, he didn't expect this pagan demon to be so weak. As soon as he pinched the magic formula, the outline in the blue smoke dispersed.  "I originally thought I picked up a treasure, but I didn't expect this thing to be so weak. But if I read it correctly, this thing should be sacrificed with blood. This demon is probably going to eat blood. I don't know which cult it is.  It seems that it has something to do with the burial place! " Wen Fei was originally a little interested in the gold plate, but his interest faded at this time. He threw the gold plate on the table and returned to the Northern Song Dynasty!  Time and space Two days later, the window of Wen Fei's house was suddenly opened from the outside.  A thief-headed figure slipped in and looked around for something.  When he saw the obvious gold plate thrown on the table, he suddenly smiled.  Go up and grab the gold plate.  Then I wanted to turn out of the window, but I didn't want to. My body stiffened, showing an extremely terrifying expression, and I fell out of the window  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  Wen Fei returned to the Northern Song Dynasty and compiled Taoist scriptures with the Taoist priests, while also rectifying the salt affairs of Jiechi.  In the blink of an eye, I stayed in Jiezhou for two or three months, and the weather became warmer and warmer day by day, until I finally completed the compilation of the Sutra.  The Taoist priests who participated in the compilation burst into laughter.  But there was an old man who closed his eyes and smiled. When others noticed, his body was already cold.  "Brother Liu Dao" Everyone exclaimed in surprise. The person who suddenly passed away was none other than Maoshan Grandmaster Liu Hunkang.  "Seniors, there is no need to do this!" Da Jingzhi, a disciple of Liu Hunkang, stood up and said: "My master Shou Yuan has already expired, but I am just concerned about the compilation of my Taoist sect's holy canon. This is why I have delayed it again and again.  Now that the holy scriptures have been compiled, my master¡¯s wish has been fulfilled and he is flying away. This is a great joy!¡± Upon hearing this, all the Taoist priests bowed their heads and said, ¡°Three Pure Ones are above you¡­¡± Liu Hunkang then  So dead?  Wen Fei, who was sitting at the top of the table among a group of old Taoists with white bodies, felt a little sad in his heart.  Wen Fei originally didn¡¯t have a good impression of Liu Hunkang.  However, since coming to Jiezhou and having been in contact with this person for a long time, I have found that Liu Hunkang is really a Taoist, humble and gentle.  The most important thing is the great support and respect for his great leader Wen.  So all this time, the relationship between the two parties has become increasingly close.  Although Liu Hunkang said when he came here last time that he was not going to die soon.  But Wen Fei is good at the art of looking at Qi, and he can see that Liu Hunkang's three lights are all strong, and his whole body shines brightly, both inside and outside, like crystal.  This means that one's cultivation level is extremely high, and even if one dies, one can directly transform into a ghost or god without any need for any rituals to transcend.  But unexpectedly, Liu Hunkang died so suddenly.  But I heard the first old Taoist priest sigh and say: "I didn't expect that the master would rather delay his achievements in the next life than participate in the grand ceremony of my Taoist sect. He is truly a role model for me in my life!" The person who spoke was also an old acquaintance of Wen Fei.  But it was Feng Taisheng of Maoshan School.  After hearing this, Wen Fei suddenly realized.  No wonder not only I couldn't see it, but even the many high-minded people here couldn't see anything.  It turned out that Liu Hunkang actually cast some spell and overdrawn the power of his soul in exchange for so many months of longevity.  Wen Fei couldn't help but feel in awe, this was really a religious person, and he was far behind him anyway.  For these monks, death is not the end, but the beginning of a new path.  And it can still be inherited.  Just like Liu Hunkang, his pure body and mind turned into a piece of glass, pure and crystal clear.  With this kind of cultivation, you can become a ghost or a god in the underworld, but this is a path that no serious cultivator would take.  Then reincarnate and practice again. Although the Tao and Dharma cultivation in the previous life cannot be taken away, the most fundamental spiritual penetration can bring countless benefits in the next life's practice.  But in order to compile the Taoist classics, Liu Hunkang actually expended his soul power in exchange for a few months of life. This was a huge expense.  When Wen Fei was thinking wildly, he saw Da Jingzhi coming to Wen Fei, bowing his head and saying: "Master, my master has some last words to explain to the leader!" As soon as these words came out, everyone except Wen Fei came.  All other Taoist priests areI almost thought of something, but no one said anything.  Everyone looked at him with complicated eyes. Wen Fei, who was unaware, followed Da Jingzhi into the quiet room where Liu Hunkang lived.  (To be continued.)
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