Chapter 168： All over are treasures

Chapter 168: Everything is covered with treasures

Zhou Zifeng doesn’t know much about Xuanmen, but after listening to Master Zhao’s words, he had a clear smile on his face:

"Then I'll bother Master Zhao with all this. When my brother wakes up, I will have another big thank you."

"Don't worry." Master Zhao nodded slightly, with a proud look, as if he already had a plan in mind, "Take them all upstairs."

Perhaps to deceive others, there were no servants in the entire manor, and Zhou Zifeng had to do everything himself, so he went back and forth several times and moved all the five people on the sofa to the room upstairs.

This is a large room.

There was a bed in the middle. Lying on the bed was a young man of about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was slender and pale, and he looked like he was asleep.

But if you look closely, you will find that his chest does not rise and fall at all. In other words, he has no breathing and heartbeat, and he is already dead.

It’s just that the body was well preserved due to the magic performed by Master Zhao.

Pei Anzhu was placed on the ground. She did not open her eyes, but let go of her consciousness and looked at the situation in the room -

This room is arranged very strangely. With the bed as the center, there is a resurrecting formation in operation.

Surrounding the bed are some small porcelain altars the size of a palm, with tightly closed lids and covered with talismans.

Pei Anzhu saw that there was a steady stream of black energy coming out of those small porcelain jars and rushing toward the young man on the bed. Every time the young man absorbed a bit of black energy, his face became rosier.

The conversation between Zhou Zifeng and Master Zhao came from the side:

“Master Zhao, what should we do now?”

Master Zhao glanced at the person lying on the ground and said:

“To perform the resurrection technique for your brother, you need the vitality of nine people who match his fate, allowing him to cultivate it in the formation for ninety-nine and eighty-one days.”

“Now, including this woman named Du, we have found eight people. We originally thought that the ninth person would be difficult to find, but we didn’t expect that someone from Xuanmen came to our door.”

"You know, people in Xuanmen spy on fate and calculate the secrets of heaven. Although they are affected by five disadvantages and three deficiencies, to a certain extent, they are not in the same dimension as ordinary people. They are full of treasures."

“It’s perfect to use her as the ninth person to sacrifice your life force for your brother.”

Master Zhao is right, those who are successful in Xuanmen are indeed full of treasures——

Their hair can be used to cast spells; their blood can be used to draw charms; their bones can be used to refine weapons.

All invisible things such as their destiny, soul, merit, etc., can be used as a medium to perform Taoist magic, and can be used to suppress evil spirits...

Now, it is just a matter of extracting life force to extend the life of Zhou Zifeng's younger brother. For Master Zhao, it couldn't be simpler, and he does not need to spend additional efforts to find a ninth person with a matching destiny.

After Master Zhao finished explaining, he continued:

“Since they have delivered it to the door themselves, don’t even think about leaving. Bring over the small porcelain altar I prepared before, just like before...”

Zhou Zifeng responded, turned and left the room, and moved two small porcelain altars from the storage room next door, which were exactly the same as those on the ground, except that the small porcelain altar in his hand was empty.

He put the small porcelain altar on the ground, dragged Du Qiaoyue to the porcelain altar, then took out a knife and gestured at her heart, apparently intending to take her heart blood.

Pei Anzhu knew it was time.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and with a little force on her hands, the ropes that tied her were freed. Then the little fox also took action, using its sharp claws to cut through the restraints of the others.

For a time, everyone except Du Qiaoyue stood up.

This incident made Zhou Zifeng’s face change drastically:

"You! Not in a coma!" "Of course not. If we hadn't been good at acting, how could we have let you lead this evil man who cares about human life?" Pei Anzhu looked at Master Zhao coldly.

In the whole room, Master Zhao is the only one who is her opponent.

Master Zhao has seen big scenes after all. Although he encountered changes, he remained unmoved and only said:

“Little girl, you and I are both members of the Taoist sect, so don’t call each one an evil Taoist or a poor Taoist. Maybe if we go up a few generations, we will still learn from the same sect.”

When Pei Anzhu heard this, the look of disgust on his face became even more obvious:

“Bah, I’m from the same sect as you, don’t be disgusted with me! If there was a scum like you in my sect, I would have ruined your cultivation and kicked you out 800 years ago!”

“We are members of our generation, we are to **** the strong and support the weak, and slay demons and demons. You don’t listen to any of these ancestral teachings. You rely on your own abilities to disregard human lives and kill innocent people. How do you have the face to call yourself a member of Taoism?”

"Today, I will clear the door for Xuanmen!"

Master Zhao still looked calm and relaxed. He didn't take Pei Anzhu seriously and only said:

“After all, you are young and energetic, shouting to fight and kill. Pindao wanted to spare your life for the sake of being a member of Xuanmen, but since you are seeking death yourself, it is no wonder that Pindao is the one.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the whisk in Master Zhao's hand suddenly became full of power and attacked Pei Anzhu.

He used 80% of his strength for this blow. In his opinion, there was no way that Pei Anzhu, a young girl, could escape his attack.

Hence, from the beginning to the end, he had an expression of victory on his face, as if he had seen Pei Anzhu begging for mercy in pain under his hands.

Countless thoughts even flashed through his mind—

After he helped Zhou Zifeng's brother complete the resurrecting technique, he would have another use for this Xuanmen woman.

This woman has an extremely noble destiny. If she is made into a ghost servant, she must at least be at the level of a ghost emperor. When the time comes, he will be invincible in this world, both human and ghost.

But the next second, his smile froze in place.

Because Pei Anzhu dodged the blow, she not only dodged it, she even fought back.

She took out an iron chain from somewhere and pinched it. Then the iron chain seemed to come to life, like a snake, swishing around Master Zhao's body and tying him up.

Speaking of which, this iron chain was collected from the two liar Taoist priests when they were in Hanjiacun.

In the hands of the liar, the iron chain needs blood to drive it, but in the hands of Pei Anzhu, it only needs a little bit of spiritual power to be used for his own use.

"The soul-binding rope?" Master Zhao blurted out when he saw the iron chain, "You are a disciple of Shu Yunguan! No, it's impossible. Shu Yunguan has long since declined, and the soul-binding rope has been lost a long time ago. Where did you get it?" of?"

Pei Anzhu was surprised when he heard this:

This Master Zhao, does he know about Shuyunguan? From this point of view, he may really have some connection with Shu Yunguan.

As for the iron chain, she didn't know it was called a spirit-binding rope before, and there was no record of it in the ancient books preserved in Shuyunguan.

However, she learned from the two liars that the iron chain was dug out of a tomb on a mountain in Pingcheng. At that time, she guessed that it was related to Shuyunguan, but it was never confirmed.

Unexpectedly, it was confirmed by Master Zhao today.

(End of this chapter)