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The annoying cicadas chirped one after another on the swaying branches by the roadside.
"My mana is all messed up... and I feel a little unwell."
Lu Liangsheng shook his head and felt it was heavy, as if it would fall off at any moment.
"Why not just get down first and stand on the ground and breathe in some earth energy, it will be much better."
As a muffled voice sounded, Zhu Ganglie helped him down and looked at the blue sky.
"Do you feel that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has suddenly become a little manic?"
Hearing the pig demon's words, Lu Liang raised his head sharply and looked at the black man in front of him, "Can you feel it?"
"Not only he felt it, I felt it too." The Taoist took out a calming talisman, and after saying this, he held it in front of him and shook it, replacing the one on Lu Liangsheng's chest, and then continued:
"When you were unconscious, we felt it. It was like someone pressed down on your shoulder, and your whole body sank for a moment, but it only lasted for a short while, and then you didn't feel anything anymore."
Lu Liangsheng nodded, walked to a tree in front, sat cross-legged and meditated to harmonize the magic power in his body. After a long while, he felt much more comfortable.
He opened his eyes and looked at the concerned eyes around him. He shook out his robe, supported by Qiyou's outstretched hand, and got up from the ground.
"I felt like someone hit me on the back of my head with a hammer. When I was groggy, it felt like a hand reached down from the sky and into my body..."
Having said that, Lu Liangsheng frowned and recalled the previous scene carefully.
"That thing seemed to be able to control people's emotions. The moment I lost consciousness, I felt like everything in front of me was torn into pieces."
"It can influence people's emotions..."
The Toad Taoist stood on the bookshelf, with his flippers folded behind his back. He raised his toad face and looked up at the sky with white clouds like cotton wool. He squinted his bean-sized toad eyes, and his open robe fluttered slightly in the wind.
There were either cultivators or thousand-year-old monsters around, so it was hard not to hear. Lu Liangsheng looked at the short figure on the bookshelf.
"Master, do you know something?"
Over there, the Toad Taoist held his flippers and stared at the sky for a long time. He rubbed his chin with his flippers and shook his head thoughtfully.
"I don't know, but..."
The word "however" marked a turning point. In addition to Qiyou, who picked up a wild flower from the ground and smelled it, Lu Liangsheng, Lao Sun, and Zhu Ganglie all became serious. They leaned forward slightly, listening carefully to the next words, fearing that they would miss a word.
The toad folded his arms, retracted his half-open eyes from the sky, walked back and forth on the donkey's back, and glanced around.
"... But once I've tasted it, I'll know. Well... licking it is fine."
Everyone around, including Lu Liangsheng, staggered and almost fell down.
Well…
Lu Liangsheng almost couldn't help but reach out and grab it, squeezing it hard to calm himself down. Now he should hurry back to Chang'an and set up the magic circle he had planned before, so that he could feel a little more at ease.
…If this catastrophe can really affect one’s temperament, it would be OK for those who practice Taoism, as they cultivate themselves and improve their temperament on a daily basis, so even if they are temporarily affected, they can quickly control themselves. But if ordinary people or soldiers in the army are affected, then the problem would be very serious.
'I'm afraid that there will be murderous people everywhere, and the armies in various places will start to riot, and the nine provinces will be rekindled. Once these things happen, epidemics and famines will follow... The good human world will really become purgatory.'
Fortunately, they were not far from Chang'an at this time. Lu Liangsheng's cultivation level was temporarily stabilized, and he took Lao Sun and others and rushed back to the Hibiscus Pond in the city at a very fast speed.
Inside the Wanshou Temple, Li Sui'an, who was practicing sword in the square, was looking up at the sky in confusion when he saw his master coming up from the mountain gate sitting horizontally on an old donkey.
"Master! Grandmaster!"
He walked over and called out respectfully. The old donkey stopped. Lu Liangsheng nodded at him casually, walked straight into the attic and returned to his room.
Pushing open the window, Lu Liangsheng looked at the red glow setting in the sky, took the brush from the inkstone, and wrote with blue ink on a piece of rice paper.
The tip of the pen outlines the wandering dark clouds. After the sun is hidden behind the clouds, a streak of light with a long tail is formed above the empty sky.
After a while, Lu Liangsheng blew away the ink on the paper, put the paper aside to dry, took another piece of paper, and put down his pen to ink. This time he did not draw a picture, but wrote lines of words. The content was mostly about what he needed to do next, listing them one by one.
This was also a habit he developed when he was studying hard. He would list the things he needed to do so as not to forget them.
… First I will take this painting to the headmaster of Chengyun Sect, and write a letter to let him know about my previous experience, to see if there are any records of this in Chengyun Sect, and also to see if the magic circle set up by Tuoer that day can really resist the disaster.
… No matter what, if it really involves all the lives in the Nine Provinces, all the cultivators in the world should do their part.
Next, Mount Li... Wei River... Chang'an's magic circle...
And... inform the emperor about this matter, and ask him to mobilize the people to see if something can be done.
…
The long piece of paper listed more than ten things that were about to be done and what needed to be done later. After checking it, Lu Liangsheng called Lao Sun who was waiting outside the door and handed him the painting and a written letter.
"Make sure to deliver it to the headmaster of Chengyun Sect, please."
"I will definitely do it, but you need to bring back a few jars of tribute wine from the palace."
The Taoist priest, still with a playful smile on his face and a mustache, jumped directly from the open window frame. Before he stood on the ground, he sank directly into the ground. The white rock floor tiles undulated and extended to the outside of the mountain gate.
"Friend Lu, what can I, an old pig, do?" Zhu Ganglie swept the air with the rake in his hand, stopped on the floor, and patted his thick chest.
"I am different from before. Just give orders. Even if you want a flying dragon in the sky, I, Old Pig, will catch one for you."
In front of the window, Taoist Toad stood at the corner of the desk with his webbed feet on his back, looking at his disciple who turned around. Lu Liangsheng did not speak, but looked at the plan he had listed and was silent for a while.
The sound is clear.
"… And there is Wujiang Mountain in the northwest. I don't know what is happening to Master Fajing over there. I am a little worried. After all, we don't know what Master Wuyuan is going to do. I am afraid that Fajing will get impatient and get captured by the other party like his master."
As he spoke, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand to the pig demon: "Old Pig, please go there. You are more familiar with that place and you also know some monsters in the northwest..."
Without waiting for the scholar to finish his words, Zhu Ganglie excitedly picked up his rake and left, "Just wait here." He leaped up, and the air around him was filled with black smoke, and suddenly a gust of black wind rushed up into the sky. Outside the city, divine light rushed out of the temple, and a judge held a pen and shouted, "Who is this demon..."
He was frightened by the incoming black wind and was thrown aside, his soul trembling with fear.
"This monster... is he so arrogant now?"
Soon, he went back to the City God Temple to report. The City God Ji Xin knew the origin of the monster, so he drove the evil wind to Wanshou Temple. However, there were no eight big men to stop him at this time, so he entered the building smoothly. Seeing Lu Liangsheng frowning, staring at the papers on the table in thought, he smiled and bowed.
"What is the Imperial Master doing?"
"It turns out to be Lord City God. Please take a seat."
The sun was shining outside the window. Amid the cicadas' chirping, Toad Taoist lay tiredly on the windowsill. He yawned listlessly, glanced at the two people sitting opposite him, and closed his eyes.
Over there, Lu Liangsheng put away the paper, poured two cups of tea and placed them on the table. Amid the aroma of tea, he frankly told the story to the City God of Chang'an.