The eldest son of the village head's family was impatient and said, "I didn't expect that this elder brother is still an immortal master. I don't know what magical means he can use to let us countrymen know?"

Lu Zhengkang released the chopsticks in his hand. They were surprised to see that they were floating in the air.

A child ran away screaming and cheered, "we've got a fairy in our house! There are gods in our family His voice is like a bird, reverberating in this small closed fishing village, on the beach, between houses and fishing boats, over and over again, so everyone knows that Yulian has invited an immortal master.

In fact, it's the same effect as a celebrity at home. This small village is also the first time to welcome the immortal. There is no corresponding etiquette to speak of yet, so everyone rushes in and forms a group in front of the village head's house.

The eldest son of the village head put down his bowl and waved his chopsticks to drive people away.

Lu Zhengkang said to the village head, "I'm a witch. I just need to find a good family to support me. I know how to cure diseases and remove pestilence. I can also predict the weather, explore aquatic products, pray for blessings and birthday, deliver births and funerals. I'm proficient in business and don't charge any fees. You can also be extradited to practice

Even though he was interviewing for a job, we didn't expect that a fairy master would offer to take their offer at dinner. This kind of thing is not only strange, but also magical.

The village head is a man who doesn't like gambling. He is silent for a moment and tries to lead the topic away without any trace. His second son laughs, "that's great. Lu wuzhu lives in our family. All the seven families in Yujia village are willing to offer sacrifices to you!"

This is a big decision. It should be decided by the head of the family. But the second son, who is young and strong, is eager to try. Big brother came back, heard, pulled the second brother's shoulder, staring at him. The village head blocked Lu Zhengkang's sight and saw the immortal master's face like a spring breeze. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

The second son got rid of the elder brother's entanglement and came to his father's ear: "there is no outsider in our village."

The village is full of people surnamed Yu. Only women come from other villages, but women have no decision-making power. Therefore, there are no outsiders in the village.

A wild witch wish, to a closed like a stuffy box like village, it's very suitable.

Lu Zhengkang said that he was Wu Zhu. In fact, he was right. He knew the ritual of praying, but he needed a totem to make Wu Zhu's mana work.

Fishermen don't all believe in Dragon King and Mazu. In fact, people here believed in the God of water in the early days. But this belief was quickly lost after the Yu family came to the seaside.

When they arrived at one place, they ate in the same place. It seemed that tianwu couldn't manage the maritime affairs. Later, the belief of Dragon King arose.

Yu Lian introduced it to Lu Zhengkang in this way. However, the old people in the village know more about it. It's not that they are really inspired by any God, but that the priests of tianwu are not like the priests of the Dragon Lord. They come from the inland to the seaside, and the new production system needs a new belief.

Guan tianwu's priests don't know how to read the weather by the sea and can't predict the shoal of fish, so they are abandoned. It's so simple.

But that was a long time ago. The knowledge of fishery penetrated into every fisherman's skeleton. The priesthood industry disappeared quietly. Now it only exists in the mouth of the old people in the village.

Lu Zhengkang went to Yu's ancestral grave. It's on the north slope of an earth mountain in the West. The north of the mountain and the south of the water are overcast. The geomantic omen here is good. The tomb has a very clean atmosphere, which is suitable for his practice.

Therefore, Lu Zhengkang wanted to live in the cemetery for a period of time. He told the people in Yujia village that he wanted to mold an ancestor god for them. With the blessing of the ancestor god, they would be safe in the future.

Yu even let his family accept the seal, so they have the ability of heart to heart, let the villagers know, all people yearn for.

Lu Zhengkang is in a hurry to go to the back mountain. Yu Lian and the young people in the village arrange temporary accommodation for Wu Zhu.

"From today on, seven days a week, you can send me a meal every day. Come early and arrive before noon. On the seventh day, prepare an altar in the village. At midnight, I will bring your ancestor god. Tell all the rest of the family to come out and worship. "

When he had ordered, he settled down in the grave.

The 18 secret seals needed by the red heaven and Hades are: Soul snatching, soul pulling, life transforming, transcendence, ghost expelling, Chifeng, God swinging, Qi shaping, ghost attracting, moon eating, seclusion, evil punishment, body turning, Senluo, ghost crying, Huiyang, blood sea and soldier grave.

He wanted to shape the ancestral God. In seven days, he refined the real Qi in the daytime and absorbed the netherworld Qi and Yuehua Qi in the night to refine the imperial seal and Huasheng seal.

The cemetery is deep in the forest, even in the daytime, it seems dull. Lu Zhengkang's daily arrangement is very good.

When the sun rises in the morning, go to the top of the mountain and face the rising sun on the sea to absorb a purple Yang Qi and a red fire Qi. The former is gray and blue purple, while the latter is beautiful and golden. However, they are not pure. They can be further subdivided, but there is no need. It's not much at all. It's not much if we subdivide it.

Lu Zhengkang refined Ziyang vitality into his body's Wei Qi. It was like smearing a ball of flour with hot water on his internal organs, warming them up, and then taking Binghuo Qi into the heart palace. The five internal organs and five Qi flow around and replenish the whole body. These things are the Taoist way to practice Qi. Lu Zhengkang uses these steps to omit the tedious morning exercises.After that, I was sweating a little. The wind in the mountains was quite comfortable.

After a while, the Yu family brought breakfast, in addition to rain, and a small bowl of glutinous rice. It's not good to farm by the sea. This glutinous rice is precious because it's bought from other villages.

People who deliver meals usually ask Lu Zhengkang to plant a heart seal for them, and naturally Lu Zhengkang will not refuse.

After dinner, he sat still and did not move. He drew a circle around him with magic power to stop insects and wild animals. As for himself, he went into silence and mingled with heaven and earth.

Suddenly, it's night, and then it's time to take advantage of the ghost gas rising in the graveyard, vigorously extract it, spread the mind, and entangle with these Qi machines. Lu Zhengkang's subjective feeling is that he seems to be washing his hair with cold water, and his scalp is icy. The mind is intertwined with these complex Yin deep Qi machines, and he can hear some ghost words: the fragmentary thoughts left by most of the dead.

"I really want to go to sea again."

"I don't know if the dried fish at home has been dried well..."

"I want to eat dumplings."

"Is there anything wrong with my son?"

"I'm looking for my wife. Where did you die? Slow down on the way to huangquan. "

"Jiao Mei, I still like you very much. When I catch a big fish, I'll hire you at your home..."

Ignoring the fact of being in the cemetery, the obsession of the dead is quite warm.