The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 654 Cultivation
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he took the incense on the long red lacquer table, lit it, and bowed in all four directions.

This is to warn the ghosts and gods from all over the world that something is being done here and please do not disturb them.

After paying homage, Ye Feng placed the incense in the incense burner, then picked up the langhao pen on the table, dipped it in cinnabar, and began to draw on the yellow watch.

After drawing the talisman paper, Ye Feng muttered a few words, then threw it towards the basin containing chicken blood, and the talisman paper fell into the basin without any bias.

The moment the talisman paper came into contact with the chicken blood, there was a soft bang, and the basin suddenly started to burn, and the flames instantly submerged Tang Fei's head in it.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they were so surprised that their mouths opened wide. A few children even screamed, but they were quickly grabbed by adults and covered their mouths.

Aunt Zhang on the side was even more frightened when she saw this. If she hadn't been pulled by the people next to her, she would have rushed over.

Then, a miraculous scene appeared.

It stands to reason that if a living person's head is burned by such a huge flame, the hair will be burned off first, and then the skin and clothes will burn, giving off a burning smell.

But none of this happened. Tang Fei's head was looming in the flames, as if the flames had no heat at all.

Everyone fell silent at this moment, staring at this magical scene with their eyes wide open.

"There is a mixture of things, born in the heaven and earth, but the image is invisible, slim and dark, lonely and indifferent, I can't hear its sound, it is to survive with death, to be respected with humility, to be first with retreat, break!"

Ye Feng walked around Tang Fei with strange steps and chanted a difficult-to-pronounce spell at the same time.

The spell fell, and the flame in the basin suddenly went out.

Tang Fei, who was hanging upside down, suddenly opened his eyes, but his eyes were completely black, and there was also a dark mass on his forehead, which looked very scary.

Tang Fei's body trembled, as if something was struggling in his body.He opened his mouth and screamed.

This was a weird scream that was unlike anything a human could make. The scream was so harsh that it seemed to tear a person's eardrums apart. The onlookers covered their ears, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

The screams had already caused harm to the crowd. Seeing this, Ye Feng took the Bagua Mirror, bit his index finger, put a drop of blood on the Bagua Mirror, and then pointed the Bagua Mirror at Tang Fei.

A yellow light shot out of the Bagua Mirror and shone on Tang Fei. His body stopped shaking and his screams stopped.

However, his eyes were still dark, staring straight at Ye Feng, with a smile on his face, a strange and vicious smile.

"Heaven and earth have spirits. The soul returns to all things, harmonizes with yin and yang, regulates the four seasons, regulates the five elements, moistens the grass and trees, soaks in the metal and stone, and disperses!"

There were slight beads of sweat on Ye Feng's forehead, and he recited a mantra again. The mantra came from an unknown Feng Shui ancient book and was a mantra to drive away evil spirits.

The blackness in Tang Fei's eyes slowly faded.

Ye Feng put away the Bagua mirror, then picked up the rooster on the table and put it on the ground.

A magical scene appeared again. The dead rooster stood up, then limped towards the blood basin with its head hanging down.

Walking to the basin, the rooster put his head into the basin, opened his mouth and began to suck the blood in the basin.

After a minute, all the blood in the basin was sucked up by the rooster, and not a drop was left. Then the rooster suddenly stretched its neck and fell straight to the ground.

"Aunt Zhang, the evil spirits in your son have been driven away. You can put him down now. He will wake up later. In addition, take this dead rooster to the west entrance of the village and find a place to bury it. Remember the rooster. Head west."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The people watching began to talk.

"Who is this person? Isn't he the magician invited by Aunt Zhang from the city?" said one of the young men dressed casually.

An old woman next to him gave him a chestnut on his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, little brat. Didn't you see the master cast a spell just now? This master is a man of real ability!"

"The scene just now was so amazing. I have never seen anything like this before in my life. Could it be that a god came down to earth? Aunt Zhang really found an expert!" A young woman next to the old lady agreed.

A burst of applause came from the talking crowd.

"What a master. His methods of exorcising evil are really wonderful. I, Mr. Yin, have seen many Feng Shui masters. You are the first one who is so young and has real abilities like you!"

A man in his fifties, wearing a retro Tang suit and a wide-brimmed hat, walked out of the crowd.

His cheerful voice immediately attracted Ye Feng's attention.

Following him came three young men, two men and one woman.

The man walked up to Ye Feng and stretched out his hand: "Hello, my name is Yin Jiangbo. I just saw you saving people. I have an invitation. I wonder if you are interested?"

This man named Yin Jiangbo is from northern Beijing and is a professor in the archeology department of a famous university in northern Beijing.

This time, Professor Yin brought his three students to Xiaohe Village for an archaeological mission.Not long after Professor Yin and his party entered the village, they saw many people running towards Aunt Zhang's house. Driven by curiosity, the four of them also followed into the yard and witnessed with their own eyes the entire process of Ye Feng rescuing people.

The field of archeology is extremely particular. As the saying goes, if you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work. Generally, experts in the archaeological field also have some knowledge of Feng Shui, but they are not as proficient as professional Feng Shui masters.

Generally, when conducting archaeological work on large tombs, archaeologists will invite Feng Shui masters to assist.

This is actually a very simple question. No one wants to be disturbed after death, whether you are tomb robbers or archaeologists, especially the ancient emperors and generals.

Therefore, in addition to the mechanisms in the ancient tombs, some tombs even have Feng Shui formations. People who do not understand Feng Shui should not even think about coming out after entering them. The final outcome can only be trapped to death.

Therefore, people who understand Feng Shui are extremely important to archaeologists. Since this trip to Xiaohe Village was a temporary arrangement by the superiors and the time was in a hurry, Professor Yin did not invite Mr. Feng Shui to assist, but brought his three students.

Professor Yin was greatly moved when he saw Ye Feng's ability.

Although he only had a superficial understanding of Feng Shui, he knew that the young man in front of him was definitely no worse than those masters in northern Beijing.

This is the case at a young age, but it will be fine in the future, so Professor Yin, apart from the invitation, actually intends to make friends.

Ye Feng also found it relatively new to do things like archeology, and he was also getting paid.

After pondering for a while, Ye Feng agreed to Professor Yin.However, it was getting late now, so Ye Feng and Professor Yin agreed to meet in Xiaohe Village at 09:30 in the morning two days later and head to Black Wind Mountain together.

The next day, after sending Li Ruoyun to work, Ye Feng drove to the cliff of the back mountain of the Seven Star Sword Sect, where the Supreme Elder of the Seven Star Sword Sect raised the Purple Lightning Crocodile.

During the battle with the Supreme Elder, it was damaged a lot, but after repairs by the disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect, it has been restored to its original state, and two new cabins have been built.

Ye Feng, the honorary leader, also gave this place a new name, called Ling Crocodile Cliff.

After arriving at Spirit Crocodile Cliff, Ye Feng asked the disciples guarding the place to leave temporarily.

Next, Ye Feng has to do an extremely important thing, which is to reach the lower level of the Great Spiritual Master!
During the cultivation process, Ye Feng was most afraid of being disturbed. After Ye Feng entered the cabin, he locked the door of the cabin.

Putting the gourd containing the bee berry wine and the fragrant sacred jade on the ground, Ye Feng sat down cross-legged on the futon.

As a cultivator practices, every small step he takes will greatly increase his strength.But the further back you go, the harder it will be to break through. Even a small-level breakthrough will require a high price.

Even the most talented people cannot achieve higher levels of cultivation.

As the saying goes, if the foundation is not strong, the ground will shake. If you want to be more stable and smooth on the road of cultivating immortality in the future, it is extremely important to take steady steps one step at a time.

Ye Feng knew very well that if he wanted to reach the lower level of the Great Spiritual Master, the two gourds and bee berry wine in front of him were the key.

This kind of bee berry wine brewed by spiritual monkeys contains the energy of hundreds of spiritual fruits. After drinking it, it is very helpful for breakthroughs in cultivation.

Ye Feng took a gourd, opened the lid, and drank the entire gourd of bee berry wine into his stomach.

I have to say that the taste of this bee berry wine is quite good. It is sweet and mellow at first, and then has the aftertaste of strong liquor. It is very refreshing.

After digesting it for a while, Ye Feng took another gourd and drank all the bee berry wine in the gourd.

After drinking two gourds and bee berries, Ye Feng felt that his stomach was bloated and his body felt like he was soaking in a hot spring.

Ye Feng made a secret with both hands, closed his eyes, and started the Nine Heavens Star Secret. With the help of the abundant spiritual energy from Spirit Crocodile Cliff and the bee berry wine he just drank, he entered into the training to challenge the lower-level great spiritual master.

…………

On the outskirts of Lingcrocodile Cliff, the two Seven Star Sword Sect disciples who originally guarded Lingcrocodile Cliff did not leave. When they learned that the honorary leader was going to practice here, the two of them guarded the perimeter in a tacit understanding.

"Jun Ming, although our honorary leader is young, he is so powerful. Do you know why?" A disciple in white asked his companion.

The disciple named Junming thought for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't know, why do you think it is?"

"The reason is very simple. According to the reliable information I have received, our honorary leader is not a martial artist."

"Not a martial artist? What is that?" Jun Ming became more and more curious.

The disciple in white subconsciously looked in the direction of Lingcrocodile Cliff, and then whispered three words: "Immortal cultivator."

"Immortal cultivators!?" Jun Ming couldn't help exclaiming, with an incredible look on his face, "How is it possible? Immortal cultivators don't only exist in legends?"

"Please keep your voice down, don't you think it's too rare?" The disciple in white turned his head and looked around, and then said: "I heard that the honorary master used a talisman during the battle with the Supreme Elder. You know talismans, they are only for cultivating immortals. Only those who can draw and use things."

After the shock, Jun Ming's face soon showed an expression of expectation: "If, as you said, the honorary head is an immortal cultivator, then isn't our Seven Star Sword Sect expected to become a top martial arts sect?"

"That's for sure, so we must follow Master Qingyue and Honorary Master wholeheartedly." The white-clothed disciple showed a proud look on his face.

(End of this chapter)