These bugs were all evolved from what Zhu Puyi saw and saw in his dreams, but not completely, because there was indeed a 'Gu God' hidden in his soul.
It can be said to be two in one.
The insects were black, about the size of a thumb, and had mouthparts like scissors. They flapped their wings and made a buzzing sound as they swarmed in, trying to devour the people who entered the temple.
Then Zhao Fuyun opened his eyes, quickly retracted his left hand from the center of his eyebrows to his waist, took a step back, tilted his body slightly, like holding a scabbard, and inserted the fingers of his right hand into the fist held by his left hand.
He bent slightly and looked at the strange and terrifying flying insects, as if an invisible weapon was about to be pulled out at any moment.
This is the art of swordsmanship, one of Zhao Fuyun's major combat spells.
This spell is like a framework, into which many things can be added. At this time, the mana attribute on his body is infused with the power of the 'Red Flame God Lord', and has a strong fire nature, and the sword weapon technique is used.
Pieces of black flying insects swarmed in and rushed towards Zhao Fuyun.
Zhao Fuyun shouted softly, pulled out the sword finger of his right hand, and swung it diagonally upward like a knife.
There was a firelight streaking across the doorway in the void. He curled his fingers, and the firelight moved with his fingers and turned into a ball of flame, sucking the black flying insects into it.
At this time, he stood here as if he had become the 'Red Lord' himself.
The black insects fell to the ground and were burned to ashes, but two more batches of black flying insects flew in.
He inserted the sword finger of his right hand back and then pulled it out, swiping in the void, the flame was like a red sword light, and the wave of fire engulfed the black insect.
The black flying insects behind were caught in it and instantly burned into ashes and fell to the ground.
The entire 'Chijun' temple became quiet.
He stood still, raised his left hand again, and recited the scriptures. The ball of fire in his hand seemed to be alive, and he couldn't hold it, and rushed into the statue of the 'Red Lord'.
In an instant, the obscure and evil aura on the statue was dispelled, as if the 'Red Lord' who didn't know where existed, a little divinity was injected into the statue.
The statues of gods give rise to divine brilliance.
Zhao Fuyun stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, seeming to catch the fire that had escaped his hands, and then walked towards the back.
His body was shrouded in divine radiance, walking into the darkness outside and shining brightly.
The ground that the feet stepped on left red footprints. His eyes, dimly gleaming with fire, scanned the darkness.
He had been to this yard during the day and knew that the yard was not big and there was not much in the other rooms.
But it was not the case in Zhu Puyi's consciousness, so Zhao Fuyun felt that there seemed to be something in the darkness. He stood at the door of the small view, thinking in his heart.
Going to the right is to clean other rooms first, and going to the left is to go directly to the master bedroom.
He pondered for a moment and decided to take a look in those empty rooms.
Wherever he walked, the void was filled with light.
Before he arrived in those rooms, there seemed to be movement in the rooms, but when he arrived and the firelight shone into them, there was nothing.
Those invisible sounds symbolized the surprise and doubt in Zhu Puyi's heart, but this doubt had not yet formed a real 'nightmare' in his consciousness, so it became quiet when illuminated by the fire.
Finally, he came to Zhuang Xiange's bedroom. It was dark inside, and he felt the deep evil atmosphere inside.
With a flick of his finger, a ray of fire flew into the dark room, exploding in the darkness, and the room was suddenly filled with light.
The moment the bedroom lit up, Zhao Fuyun saw a bloody skeleton lying on the bed. There were black insects surrounding his body, but there were not many.
While he was staring, the skeleton slowly sat up. In the eye sockets of the skull were a pair of small, strange eyes, like insect eyes.
At just one glance, Zhao Fuyun actually felt as if he was in a trance, as if there were countless bugs growing on his body and worming their way into his body.
Fire surged from his body, burning away the insects.
He instantly understood that it was the 'Gu God' that was parasitic in Zhu Puyi's liver and soul.
Without any hesitation, he clenched his left fist at his waist to make a sheath, inserted the sword finger of his right hand back, pulled it out, and slashed towards the skeleton like an unsheathed sword. At the same time, he shouted: "Burn ,kill!"
Burning represents the flames of the 'Red Lord' that he is currently borrowing, while killing represents his own will.
Red flames emerged out of thin air and rushed towards the skeleton, burning all the flying insects at the same time.
The skeleton man jumped up from the bed, let out a strange scream, and wanted to rush towards Zhao Nianyun, but Zhao Nianyun quickly drew circles in the void with his hand, and at the same time said: "Bind!"
Invisible flames quickly tied it up, and the magic power that incorporated the divine power of the 'Red Lord' bound it tightly, hanging it in the void and burning it.
Something seemed to be rushing out of the skeleton, but it was tightly bound by the flames. After a while, the skeleton was burned to ashes, and the weirdness and obscurity in the whole room disappeared.
Zhao Fuyun did not go to find where Zhu Puyi's soul was hidden, but came to the yard and recited the Red Flame Divine Mantra.
The red light emitted from the statue of Chijun in the front room penetrated into the courtyard, and the darkness in the courtyard was dispelled in just a blink of an eye.
At this moment, he saw a figure coming out of the cabinet in the bedroom just now. It was exactly what Zhu Puyi looked like. He heard him exclaim: "Chijun..."
However, Zhao Fuyun's figure quickly dispersed in the light.
…
In a dark room in Wuze County, there was a large urn placed there for sacrifice. Suddenly, an invisible flame burned in the big urn.
The original aura on the white silk cocoon quickly dissipated in the flames, leaving only the charred ashes after being burned by the fire.
Inside, a white silkworm chrysalis was struggling painfully at the bottom of the urn, as if its body had been burned by fire.
At this time, Ma Canshi was also holding his head. There was a chaotic squeaking sound in his heart, and he had a headache as if someone had hit him with a hammer.
He struggled to the table and opened the drawer. There were bottles and jars of pills and powders that he had refined himself. He opened one of the bottles, poured out two black pills, and put them into his mouth. Inside, chew it and swallow it.
After a while, the discomfort in his mind slowly eased.
He was panting heavily and his heart was beating violently. He thought for a while and understood who cast the spell on him, because the consciousness of the Gu god that he had placed in the body of the county magistrate Zhu Puyi was eliminated.
He stood up and came to the edge of the black urn. When he saw the sluggish look of the silkworm chrysalis 'Gu God' inside, he felt angry and sad in his heart.
"My Can'er, my Golden Silkworm Gu God..."
His eyes were full of hatred, and he thought: "I said I would come 'tomorrow' to heal Zhu Puyi's soul, but here he comes tonight... cunning... vicious...! I, Magoro, will not be a human being until I take revenge for this!"
At this time, people outside seemed to hear the screams inside, so they rushed to open the door. A young man came in. He saw Ma Wulin lying on the urn and said, "Fifth Grandpa, what are you doing?" Already?"
Ma Wuyang panted, calmed down for a while, and said, "Go and get ready, I want to go into the mountain."
"Into the mountains?"
"Go into the mountain to worship the Gu God!"
Although Ma Wutian hated it, he knew that his silkworm Gu was seriously injured at this time, and he first needed to recover his 'God Gu'.
The young man did not dare to say anything more. Although the mountains were full of dangers and poisonous insects at this season, since Master Ma Wu had spoken, he could not disobey.
…
The moment Zhu Puyi opened his eyes from the bed, he felt extremely relaxed, like the cheerfulness behind his eyes after a long rain.
He remembered his dream last night.
He dreamed that he appeared in that dark temple again. There was an evil god in the temple. When he was hiding in the darkness and trembling, a god came with the light of fire and burned through the darkness in the temple.
That was Chijun, he thought. When he looked up at the sky, he felt that the sky was much brighter. The deep fear and darkness in his heart were like the dark clouds that had dissipated these days.
But he soon thought of Zhao Fuyun again!
After washing, he didn't even eat breakfast, so he went to Zhao Fuyun. Zhao Fuyun lived not far away, and he arrived soon.
A ray of sunshine shone into the city. Zhu Puyi carefully stepped on the stones on the ground. Yesterday's sunny day could not completely dry the ground. Every stone may splash muddy water when stepped on. He carried himself wearing a long gown, walking quickly and carefully.
When he arrived at the door of Zhao Fuyun's courtyard, he was about to knock on the old gray wooden door, but found that the door was ajar. He gently pushed the door open.
Then he saw a young man standing in the yard, facing the sun.
This young man looks to be in his twenties, with a pale face and no beard. He has his eyes closed at this time and his hands are raised up like holding the sun.
He saw the sunlight in the void held by the other person's hands, like smoke, being sucked into the young man's mouth.
Dinner and drinking dew.
After a while, Zhao Fuyun was seen spitting out a long stream of mist again.
Zhu Puyi stood aside and watched without disturbing him. At this time, his heart was filled with envy.
After about half an hour, Zhao Fuyun finally stopped his work, looked at Zhu Puyi and said, "Why do you come to my small courtyard so early in the morning? I didn't prepare breakfast for you here."
"If I hadn't come here early in the morning, how would I have been able to see the mystical scene of cultivation in the teachings, with the clouds and mist blowing out, and the rays of light in the courtyard like waves? It's really magnificent." Zhu Puyi said.
"Your Majesty's words remind me of the time when I was in the mountains, when I saw my teacher practicing, with the glow of the sun shining brightly and the auspiciousness a thousand miles away. That scene was truly magnificent." Zhao Fuyun said.
"I wish I could have a glimpse of the grand scene." Zhu Puyi said with yearning, and Zhao Fuyun could hear that he meant it from the bottom of his heart.
Zhao Fuyun did not answer his words, because the county magistrate in front of him had basically bid farewell to the path of cultivation. This was just his envy and sigh.
"My lord, you came to me so early. What do you mean?" Of course Zhao Fuyun knew what it was, otherwise he wouldn't have opened the courtyard door first.
So Zhu Puyi told Zhao Fuyun about his dream and asked if he was the one who did it. Zhao Fuyun just smiled and said: "It is a good thing that the master's soul is at peace, but it can also be seen that the master You still have Chijun in your heart, so you can get Chijun's protection."
"Alas, Chijun Guanghui also needs someone to guide him." Zhu Puyi immediately understood that Zhao Fuyun fell into a dream last night, and then asked: "Jiaoyu is indeed very capable, but he has to offend these local people because of it. Damn it, for today’s kindness, if Zhu gets out of this predicament one day, he will definitely repay the favor!”
"It's just a trivial matter, you don't have to worry about it. It makes you worry. However, I'm just interpreting your dream." Zhao Fuyun didn't seem to care, but he was actually wary in his heart.
"Don't be careless when teaching. Zhuang Xiange was too careless and underestimated the enemy, so he ended up like this." Zhu Puyi said, in his heart, Zhuang Xiange was a strong and brave young monk.
"If I don't provoke them, they won't provoke me!" Zhao Fuyun said.
Zhu Puyi wanted to persuade Zhao Fuyun to be careful again, but seeing Zhao Fuyun's lack of interest, he didn't say anything more. He just thought in his heart: "It would be better not to be like Zhuang Xiange again."
Of course Zhao Fuyun doesn't want to be like Zhuang Xiange.
He returned to his house and prepared to set up a magic circle and build his own dojo.
Originally he thought he could wait, but what happened last night forced him to do it in advance.
