The place Changsheng chose for Wang Xiaotai to practice was a remote mountain village.
Changsheng said that kind of place is most suitable for experiments, and if it succeeds, it can gain the most loyal believers.
The place was remote and few other gods used to preach. If such a place could be captured, Wang Xiaomo could gain a stable power of faith.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t take it.
The remote mountain villages are inaccessible, and people elsewhere will not know about their failure.
The name of this small mountain village is Dacheng Village.
It is said that there are ghosts and ghosts in Dacheng Village, and there are red ghosts making trouble. Changsheng immediately took the opportunity to go to Dacheng Village to exorcise the evil spirits.
Now the two of them are sitting on the driverless carriage heading to Dacheng Village. Changsheng and Wang Xiaotai are inside counting the supplies they brought this time.
"Here are five hundred exorcism talismans blessed by Jin Nanjing himself. Put them here for me first. You hang this Frost Flower Sword on your waist. Why haven't you put on your clothes yet?"
Changsheng saw Wang Xiaotai's clumsy way of getting dressed, so he immediately put down the things in his hands and helped her put on her clothes first.
Wang Xiaomo has never seen such complicated clothes in her life.
Layer after layer, layer after layer, spread out to be dozens of meters long.
Changsheng said that this is the first appearance of Fairy Fuyao, and it must be stunning and memorable.
Nowadays, people like white funeral fairies, so they found her an embroidered white dress that was enough to drown Wang Xiaomo.
This skirt is embroidered with lotus patterns, with ten layers stacked on top of each other. Each layer is several meters long when spread out. However, the white skirt is made of a special material. Although the material is solid, it does not look bulky, but is extremely light.
Wang Xiaotai spun around in this skirt. When the hem of the skirt floated, she felt like she was in a dream. This was a beautiful skirt that many little girls could not dream of.
There are no shortcomings except that the waist and abdomen are too tight.
Wang Xiaotai was choked by this dress and couldn't breathe.
She felt that no normal person could breathe in this skirt. This skirt restricted people inside and could only be a soft-spoken lady.
In addition to this debut battle dress, Changsheng also prepared many evil-dispelling weapons for Wang Xiaotai.
There were five hundred evil-exorcism talismans, a polished peach wood sword, and the freshest cinnabar. The Tao Immortal Society also prepared a spiritual sword, Shuanghua, for Wang Xiaotai.
Although Wang Xiaotai didn't have the spiritual power to activate the sword, the sword was really beautiful. It was all white and had an awe-inspiring cold light. It was said that if he activated the sword with spiritual power, the sky would be filled with heavy snow as soon as the frost came out.
Coupled with Wang Xiaotai's beautiful white dress, with wide sleeves and fluttering skirts, it is very elegant and graceful.
Changsheng said that this is the most popular costume in the world of cultivation now, and Wang Xiaotai believed it. After all, the gods in the Nine Heavens also wear mourning clothes in mourning style.
"Put the talisman of the giant spirit cannon in your storage bag. Once you see that you can't hold it anymore, use the giant spirit cannon immediately. Do you understand?"
Finally, she helped Wang Xiaoti put on her clothes and carefully inspected the Shuanghua Sword. Changsheng asked her to check again the most important equipment she brought to exorcise evil spirits on this trip, the Giant Spirit Cannon.
All fear of the unknown comes from lack of preparation.
The method of using the giant spirit cannon is very simple. The real giant spirit cannon is already installed on this carriage, and it is activated and ready for use.
As long as the red talisman in Wang Xiaomo's storage bag is torn, the giant spirit cannon can immediately bombard the place where the talisman was torn.
The giant spirit cannon is usually used to attack the sect's protective formation. Once the giant spirit cannon is used, the entire Dacheng Village will be razed to the ground with one shot.
In this, humans and gods will be destroyed together, not to mention the red-clothed fierce ghost.
Wang Xiaotai and Changsheng both have trigger-type protective formations on their bodies, so they can naturally escape safely from the attack of the giant spirit cannon.
Perhaps because he had already lost his divine companion once, Changsheng was very concerned about Wang Xiaotai's safety.
Wang Xiaotai looked at the equipment in their car and felt that they were a little over-prepared.
These things are enough to fight a small ghost country, but now they are just used to deal with a fierce ghost in a small mountain village.
Changsheng felt that this was necessary. Although he was just a kid from a small mountain village, this was Wang Xiaotai's debut battle and he couldn't ignore it.
The carriage stopped, and they looked at each other and knew that Dacheng Village had arrived.
The mountains are like a hug, with white dew and refreshing breeze.
Changsheng pressed a certain position on the carriage, and the misty fairy music immediately started playing on the carriage. There were also some pink petals falling from the sky and scattering to the world.
Wang Xiaotai took a deep breath and stepped out of the carriage amidst the music.
Xun Xun was dressed in white, her snow-white skirt fluttering in the wind, her expression was dignified, and the red tears between her eyebrows made her look stunning.
Wang Xiaotai's originally only eight points of color were fully enhanced by this set of equipment and atmosphere. She was truly as compassionate as a god descending to earth.
Changsheng heard the silence outside. He expected that this outfit had calmed down the country bumpkins outside. He was secretly proud that the first step was a success!
But Wang Xiaotai didn't give herself a signal to get out.
They had agreed before that Wang Xiaotai would speak as little as possible and wait for Chang Sheng to help explain and handle everything.
The immortal is aloof, so it is better to maintain some posture and speak less.
"Come out, there's no one outside."
Wang Xiaotai lifted up her skirt and jumped out of the carriage, knocking on the side of the carriage.
nobody?
how come?
The carriage has been playing fairy music for more than half an hour. This sound is blessed by the magic circle. People and animals in the entire mountain should have heard this sound, not to mention a mere village.
How can you not be curious after listening to fairy music?
How come no one came to greet me?
Changsheng also stepped out of the carriage.
As soon as he got off the carriage, Changsheng smelled a faint stench coming from the village. It was like suddenly opening a century-old coffin buried deep in the ground. The stench made people unable to stand still.
Changsheng quickly took out a Qinxiang pill and fed it to Wang Xiaotai's mouth, watching her take it in. "This is the Ningxiang pill that the Tao Xian Society made by itself. After you eat it, all flavors will not invade you."
"I'm afraid Dacheng Village is finished."
Changsheng turned his head and looked at the village directly in front of them. The whole village smelled bad, and it also exuded strong resentment. It was completely unsuitable for human beings to live.
However, outside the village, they could vaguely see villagers coming and going inside. They were at ease amid the stench, as if they couldn't smell the disgusting smell. Their expressions and actions were normal, and they looked like ordinary people.
"When my son turned around, my mother burst into tears!"
"When my son looks back, he is worried about his mother."
A shrill cry came from the other end of Dacheng Village, and the wind that blew over was also mixed with a unique sound of burning paper.
The tongues of fire burned the white paper money into ashes. A funeral procession walked toward the two of them from the village, throwing paper money. The ashes and paper money were scattered along the way, and some fell in front of the two.
"Look back three times and move forward! Look back four times and go to the immortal world! Look back five times and don't worry!"
An old woman stood at the front of the funeral procession holding a black spiritual tablet. Her voice was shrill and harsh, and her face was not so much sad as it was unwilling, even resentful.
"Sixth time you turn around, send your son to your head!"
"Don't look back! Don't look back!"
She sang and walked away.
The entire funeral procession seemed not to have seen Wang Xiaotai and Changsheng on one side.
