There is nothing wrong with the spell that Jinting Immortal gave to King Linchuan and King Tonghui. Since the spell points to the moon phase instrument, there is no problem.
King Tonghui once tried this spell himself and realized that it was a secret magic weapon that could make people see the moon. However, he did not know that the twelfth yin governs demons, ghosts and gods, and is the principle of yin and yang.
You could hide in the underworld, you could hide in the human world, you could hide away from the full moon, but by chanting the incantation, you can see the moon as a god and leave your name on the death register in the underworld, and you can no longer escape.
King Tonghui recited the incantation, but because of his high magic power, the incense and the interference of magical powers, Jinting Immortal did not dare to do anything, so he could only hide it and not reveal it.
King Linchuan had recited the incantation, but he was a serious human being at the moment, so he was fine.
But the Yin soldiers of the underworld, not even the five major Yin generals, not even the ghost king of Juliu tribe, should not think about being able to break free from the moon phase instrument. What's more, they recited the incantation for too long. Even if the moon phase instrument didn't record their names for a while, it should have been recorded after reciting it for so many days.
The moon phase instrument was successfully refined by him, and it has revealed its magical power.
In addition to the moon phase instrument, his own practice has also improved a lot.
He is a fifth-level Taoist, a spiritual god who travels in the day, and is not afraid of the sun. But after experiencing the guidance of Nan Wang, it is not far away to prove his own practice from a high position, how to separate the spiritual and spiritual, and let the true and false come from the heart.
There is indeed nothing wrong with him in his practice. He seems unhappy because of natural disasters and man-made disasters.
Since everything went well, the thunder collector didn't understand why the Great Immortal Jin Ting was in a bad mood, which made him frightened.
It was difficult for Jinting Immortal to explain anything to him.
After spring plowing, there was only sporadic rain, making it difficult to resolve the drought.
Last year's drought reduced production, and then the locust plague wiped out the harvest. There was also heavy snow and cold, leaving countless hungry people and refugees everywhere.
By this spring, there was only sporadic rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and even less rain across the river. As far north and south as the Changhe River and as far north as the border, there is not much rain.
Immortal Jinting could not see that far yet, but the people fleeing the famine brought news from the north, and the birds coming from the north told the story of the disasters in the north.
The heat is getting stronger, there are more refugees, and the whole Jiangnan is busy.
Immortal Jinting practiced in Shenjing Palace for a while. As Jiangnan was also covered by the dust of calamity, he could not find peace of mind.
When a practitioner reaches heaven, the more advanced his practice is, the more sensitive he will be to the changes in heaven and earth, the changes in yin and yang, and the occurrence of disasters.
Taoist Xiao had already felt something bad when the toad eclipsed the moon, and now that he is practicing, he often has a frightening feeling.
He had doubts in his heart, and it happened that there was such an expert in Shenjing Palace, so he came to find the Great Immortal Jinting, hoping that he could help him solve his doubts.
But when they arrived at the Golden Palace, only Chong Jing opened the door and swept the dust inside.
"Chong Jing, isn't the Great Immortal here?"
Chong Jing put his hands on his hips and said, "Master, the Great Immortal took the thunder collector out, and he didn't say where he was going."
The Great Immortal Jinting was often absent from the palace in the past, but he was in seclusion during these days, and he did not leave after he came out of seclusion. However, Taoist Xiao felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
The heat is getting higher and higher, and the refugees who are looking for a bite to eat have no way to travel under the sun.
There is no food or salt in the belly. If he falls down, he will never wake up again.
The bark of the tree can be eaten, and the Guanyin soil can be eaten, not to mention a large piece of meat that fell on the ground.
This group of fleeing people hid in the woods and watched the village outside the woods.
This is already Wu County. Everyone says that the south of the Yangtze River is rich and prosperous, a land of plenty. Wu County has good weather and is blessed by the gods. King Wu is benevolent and provides relief to the victims. If they escape to the south of the Yangtze River, they will have a way to survive. When they arrive in Wu County, they will be able to survive.
They are doubtful.
Their entire township fled from Donghai County, and many people died. They had been robbed by bandits and attacked by other refugees. The old and weak people were all dead. Those who survived to this day were all young and strong.
At first, they were just ordinary refugees, fleeing wherever they could find a way out, without any intention of harming anyone.
But hungry.
When people are hungry, they are like beasts. They can eat anything and do anything as long as they can survive.
After arriving in Wu County, he finally gained some popularity. But they could no longer continue their journey and urgently needed food supplies. The village outside the forest is their target.
When there are more people, the courage becomes stronger, and when the courage becomes stronger, one dares to do anything.
Hunger ignited people's reason and turned them into beasts. They rushed into the village and began to grab everything they could eat.
But this wasn't the first time the village had been visited by refugees, so it quickly turned into a small-scale battle.
On one side are the refugees who are going crazy with hunger because they want to live, and on the other side are the villagers who can't live and don't want to die.
Sticks, harpoons, stones, objects that could be used as weapons were all waved in his hands, and blood quickly flowed down.
"Dead people!"
Someone is shouting.
But no one cared, until the villagers won with their stomachs that still had some strength, and the refugees dragged the bodies away.
There is fire in the eyes of both parties, one side is the fire of hunger, the other side is the fire of hatred.
Things like this happen every day.
Wujun is already a relatively peaceful place, with officers and soldiers and relief.
The Gusu government set up a porridge factory near Fangfang Mountain to take care of the refugees. I don’t know how many refugees were guarded by soldiers and horses like livestock to prevent them from raiding and burning the capital of Wu County to scorched earth.
The refugees are endless, not only the refugees from outside, but also the people of Wu County can no longer survive.
A few seductive little ghosts smelled the breath of death and took away the souls of those who died in the fight with chains, including refugees and villagers.
But they are in no hurry to leave.
They were waiting for the injured refugees to die unexpectedly.
They were injured, unable to stand or walk. There is no medicine to heal, no strength to restore.
Maybe it's not fatal, but they will definitely die, and something will happen.
These seductive brats are very experienced.
Sure enough, they didn't make it through the second half of the night.
The seductive little ghost was satisfied, and the chain pulled the confused ghost towards the direction of the City God's Temple.
Several little ghosts said: "Today I collected a few more ghosts who died in a foreign land. I believe you will be rewarded by your master."
"What are you dreaming about? Do you think this is the ghost you brought in?" One of the imps sneered.
Another kid asked: "Why not?"
The little ghost said quietly: "These are all collected by the adults. No matter how big the reward is, it has nothing to do with us. Giving up a glass of wine is already magnanimous."
For a while, the few seductive little ghosts became unhappy. When they were unhappy, they took out their anger on the ghosts under them. Push and kick, and you'll go faster.
The Great Immortal of Jinting silently watched these seductive little ghosts go away. The Lei Cai Guan asked curiously: "What is the Great Immortal looking at?"
Jinting Daxian said: "I'm looking at how to use the public for personal gain."
(End of chapter)
