The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 442: Shen Le, get out of the way! A poor student shouldn’t try to understand the abilities of a top student!

Taoist Qingyue left a promise of "I will help you find someone", placed an order with Shen Le for five spirit gathering array couches, and then left.

On the third day, two Taoist priests from Mount Longhu came together, set up an altar in the factory, and offered seals, flags, tablets, etc. They walked with their hair loose and swords in hand, performing the Yu walking method.

After all the trouble, only a thin layer of black gas was dispersed on the surface of the sail. Compared with the accumulation of the wooden boat itself, it was nothing, not to mention taking away a handful of soil from Mount Tai.

"Well... let's wait for the fellow Taoists from Maoshan Sect to come and take a look..."

The two Taoist priests were sweating profusely, and fell down under the altar, not wanting to move at all. Damn it, Taoist priest Qingyue told them that there was an object that was very difficult to save, and asked them to take a look, but he didn't say it was so difficult!!!

The next day, two big men from the Maoshan Sect also arrived. This time, even the place for setting up the altar in the factory was occupied. The two big men communicated with the Taoist friends from Longhu Mountain several times, climbed up and down, and looked in the boat several times, and had to withdraw and set up another altar outside the factory.

One was inside, one was outside, and the little monk sat on the bow, and three different kinds of chanting sermons filled the air. After half an hour of tossing and turning, the Maoshan Taoists told Shen Le with regret:
"The death and plague energy in this wooden ship is too strong to be removed by ordinary means. To be on the safe side... I suggest you find a large incinerator or steel mill and put it in there?"

Before he finished speaking, a black wind suddenly rolled up from the boat, with whimpering and shouting. It was actually still somewhat conscious, bypassing the little monk who was concentrating on chanting scriptures and heading straight for the Taoist priest of Mount Mao. Shen Le shouted urgently:
"Green Lantern!"

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, forcing the black wind back. The old Taoist wiped his cold sweat, took a few steps back, and whispered to Shen Le:
"If this doesn't work... I mean, the steel furnace is relatively small, and it's impossible to fit the wooden boat in it at once... Or we can ask when there will be a live-fire exercise and send it as a target ship?"

...If I had the heart to destroy it, I wouldn't have asked people to help me with my salvation. Shen Le silently complained:
Your answer is like Sun Wukong asking "Is there any way to save the ginseng fruit tree?" and you answer "It can't be saved, it's incurable, just cut it down..."

I really want to thank you!

Even if it cannot be cured, you can stay and wait for the result. It is also good to wait and see which powerful person will have the means to do it next. Don't just ask them to cut down the trees!
Fortunately, another young Taoist priest from Mount Mao was more reliable. He circled the wooden boat a few times, and then carefully recorded a bunch of data with the compass in his hand, and came to find Shen Le:

"If you want to successfully liberate them, and you want it to be fast, you can only pile up manpower. Organize a Luotian Grand Ceremony with 3,000 people, chant sutras for 49 days, or 81 days. I think that will be enough...?"

Shen Le's cheeks twitched instantly. He subconsciously touched his phone - the Special Affairs Bureau APP in his phone, and the points in the APP, and asked carefully:
"Excuse me, how much does it cost to hold such a large-scale salvation ceremony...?"

"Well, this job requires real skills. For practitioners of our level, 10,000 points a day is the starting price."

The Taoist priest of Maoshan told Shen Le sincerely:
"Of course, if you do it for a long time, you can get a discount. If you really do it for 9981 days, you might be able to get a 50% discount..."

Well, ten thousand a day, with a scale of three thousand people, that means thirty million points a day.

Ninety-nine and eighty-one days, 24.3 billion points, even if we cut it in half, even if we remove another zero, it would still be 12 billion...

Not to mention whether I have so much money, even if I do, I wouldn’t spend it like this!

"Then...is there any other way?"

Shen Le hissed and sucked in cold air, squeezing out a sound from between his teeth. The Taoist priest from Maoshan seemed to think that his idea was too cruel, his face flushed, and he whispered in defense:
"The main thing is that the dead energy condensed in your wooden boat is already at the level of a natural disaster or man-made calamity. If it were to happen now, we practitioners would have no choice but to gather together to pray for the souls to be reborn. Money would not be an issue. But -"

But that happened hundreds of years ago!

It has been too long! It is no longer within the scope of the practitioners’ voluntary dedication!

Moreover, if Shen Le didn't touch it, it wouldn't leak out the dead energy and cause any disaster. In this case, the practitioners had no obligation to bring their own dry food and work for Shen Le!
Unless Shen Le really destroyed the wooden boat, and these powers leaked out and affected ordinary people, they would have to come and clean up the mess.

However, if it really comes to that, Shen Le must also be responsible for it and bear the obligation to pay damages...

"I understand." Shen Le nodded helplessly. After thinking for a while, he asked sincerely:

"Besides holding the Luotian Grand Ceremony, is there any other way to save them? Preferably, one with fewer people and faster results?"

The Taoist priest of Maoshan Mountain looked like he was thinking, "You're just daydreaming." Using less manpower, using weak power, and seeing quick results, this is the impossible triangle of spellcasting -

If it is an evil ghost with intelligence, and you have bound its mind, you can still use your strength to break its tricks and help it ascend to heaven.

The problem is, Mr. Shen, your wooden boat is too old!
The plague ghosts and dead souls attracted inside had basically lost their minds, with only a little instinct left. They condensed together with the wooden boat, almost condensing into a spirit of the vessel!

You want to preserve the spirit of the instrument, work alone, and see results quickly, and don't want to waste time and effort -

"In that case, I suggest that you consider using Thunder..."

After all, the spirit weapon that Mr. Shen raised had the ability to summon thunder, which was far superior to that of practitioners like them.

One shot can kill a mountain beast, one shot can kill a big monster. If I shoot a few more times, I should be able to liberate the souls in the wooden boat, right?
Of course, whether this kind of salvation is a magic or physical salvation, we don’t need to worry about it...

"I've tried it." Shen Le told the Taoist priest the truth with a worried look on his face.

He described in detail the process and results of having Xiao Youdeng chop the wooden boat. In order to prevent the description from being inaccurate, he asked Xiao Youdeng to perform it again.

The Taoist priest took a deep breath, subconsciously stood up, and turned around several times:

"Let me think... wait a minute, let me think... well, can you do it again? I'll record a video..."

He recorded two one-minute videos, quickly created a group, and dragged Shen Le into the group.

Shen Le opened the chat box and saw seven or eight messages in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight messages again:

No, are you all Bubble Dragon spirits?
There are 100+ messages in a short while?
He read patiently for a while and found that he did not recognize 10% of the words in these discussions. Even if he did recognize the words, when put together, they were almost like gibberish to him.

He had no choice but to put down his phone and wait patiently. About half an hour later, the Taoist priest of Maoshan patted him on the shoulder and asked him to look at his phone:

"Whether it's the thunder or the ordinary lightning, it's too strong for these ghosts. To preserve the spirit of the weapon, it is recommended to make a peach wood sword with lightning-struck wood to soften the thunder. @清玄"

"The thunder method used by this young Taoist friend is obviously fire thunder. Fire thunder is violent and mainly kills and injures, and is very unfriendly to the dead souls. It is recommended to use water mines, water mines, which nourish the five grains. They are relatively gentle and can protect the vitality of the spirit of the weapon."

"No, no, there is too much pestilence in this wooden boat, and mines cannot eradicate it. I still suggest using wooden mines. Wooden mines can bring about everything, prevent disasters, eliminate pestilence, and cure illnesses. They are the best for the treatment!"

“The wooden thunder is too fierce… Although it can cleanse the plague, it is also a calamity thunder. If one strikes down at random, even an undead spirit without cultivation cannot withstand it!

I still think that earth mines are more suitable. Earth mines can clear the mountain mist and miasma, and by the way, they can also save the dead souls. These plague ghosts and dead souls that have been trapped for a long time need this help! "

"No, no, no, no, you only think about destroying the soul. Haven't you thought about the fact that the weapon spirit needs this to take shape? When it comes to invigorating the weapon spirit, nothing is more powerful than the golden thunder that can kill water monsters and poisonous snakes and transform snakes into dragons!"

"Then there must be fire thunder to watch... Without the power of felling mountains and destroying temples, who knows if this weapon spirit will cause trouble?"

Shen Le watched them quarreling in the group chat. The screens were changing in a blink of an eye, and he was confused. However, these discussions were beyond his knowledge. He didn't even dare to ask, and he didn't know where to start. After a long time, the group chat became quiet, and a speaker with a cat head made the final decision:
"In fact, there is no need to worry about which kind of thunder. The Five Thunders Orthodox Method, the Five Thunders Orthodox Method, you must use all five thunders, and repeat them over and over again. This is the correct way. Little friend Shen Le?"

"I'm here!"

Shen Le typed quickly. The other side quickly threw a link to him, paused for a moment, and then continued to send several documents one after another:
Shen Le quickly jumped on the computer, logged into WeChat PC, and downloaded the document. Fortunately, they were all PDF versions, which would not be modified at any time like the Word version, and a few words would be deleted at any time.

Shen Le held his breath and opened it. Not only was it a PDF version, but it was also a simplified Chinese version, with sentences already divided and pictures provided:

"The Dao and Dharma Hub"
"The Mysterious Chapter of Thunder Method"
"Thunder Says"
The Secret of the Great Dao of Qingwei...

"Take a look. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." The Taoist priest who sent him the message suggested enthusiastically. Shen Le was a little apprehensive:
“Can I just learn these?”

"You can learn it at will, no problem. These are actually public information on the Internet. We just sorted them out, entered the photocopies and added pictures to make it easier to learn.

It’s not easy for ordinary people to get started, but you already have the basics, so it’s okay. There’s just one thing, if you have questions, don’t force yourself to practice, feel free to ask! ”

Shen Le thanked him profusely, opened the files one by one, and read them carefully - of course, he read them carefully with a small oil lamp. As he read, he felt dizzy:

"So when the sage's eyes do not see, his soul returns to the liver; when his ears do not hear, his essence is in the kidneys; when his tongue does not taste, his spirit is in the heart; when his nose does not smell, his spirit is in the lungs; when his limbs do not move, his mind is in the spleen. Therefore, it is said that the five thunders gather...

What on earth is this? Can this also be used to practice the Five Thunders? Qingdeng, do you understand?"

The small oil lamp is an oil lamp!

It has no eyes, ears, mouth, nose, or limbs, let alone a heart, liver, or other internal organs!
According to this method, how can I practice the Five Thunders?
[I understand! I understand! ]

The pages on the screen were turning and scrolling quickly, completely ignoring whether Shen Le had time to read. It was obvious at a glance that the small oil lamp was controlling the computer.

Before Shen Le could see the handwriting clearly, the small oil lamp started to shout happily:

[Shen Le, help me get a peach wood sword, watch me! ]

...No, wait, how did you figure that out?
Are you sure you understand?
[Ah, you won’t understand even if I tell you! Anyway, hurry up and get me the peach wood sword! ]

Is this the difference between a poor student and a good student?

As for thunder and lightning, I really didn't understand it, not at all. Has Xiao Youdeng figured it all out?

The peach wood sword is easy. Shen Le placed an order directly on the Special Affairs Bureau website, asking for a sword blank that had been cut to be used to make the Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword, regardless of whether it was cut by hand or by machine.

I placed the order in the morning, and ten peach wood swords were delivered in the evening. Shen Le placed them in front of the small oil lamp:
"Here, the sword blanks are here. They range from five years old to a hundred years old. You can process them however you want! Make as many as you want!"

Crack!

A flash of lightning passed over Shen Le's forehead, causing his bangs, which had grown a little longer and were hanging down on his forehead, to stand up. The small oil lamp shouted:

[What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and stick all these wooden swords into the ground, with each sword spaced a certain distance apart! You can’t wait for me to do it! I don’t have hands!!!]

Okay, okay. I have to pamper this little guy I raised at home even if he cries.

Shen Le sighed and pulled out the peach wood swords one by one. He inserted them into the ground one by one according to their age, with each sword one meter apart.

After this side was finished, the small oil lamp on the other side couldn't wait any longer and struck with lightning one after another:
Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

[The five-year-old ones are no good, as they will be burnt to ashes by a single thunderbolt...]

[Even ten years is not enough...]

[Twenty years is OK... Hey! How come it can only handle two bombs? Forget it, I'll try the thirty years...]

Crack, crack, crack. From beginning to end, he chopped the hundred-year-old peach wood sword, and the little oil lamp was finally satisfied:

[Not bad, not bad. A hundred-year-old peach wood sword can withstand my five thunderbolts in a row. It can be made into a five-thunder peach wood sword. Shen Le! Please! Bring me a hundred peach wood swords so I can chop them slowly!]

Do you know how expensive a hundred-year-old peach wood sword is?

Do you know how hard it is to find a peach tree that can live for a hundred years?

Did you know that the natural lifespan of a peach tree is generally 20-30 years, and that it needs very careful care to live over 50 years? Centennial peach trees are all blessed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and are the product of nature?

You know we don't have the means to speed up time yet. A hundred-year-old peach tree must have taken root and sprouted a hundred years ago. Will it be gone if it is cut down?

Shen Le complained in his heart, but he still went ahead and placed the order. Well, he would first order 20 lamps, and then reserve 50 lamps. He would decide whether to add more lamps depending on the progress of the lamps.

Little oil lamp, please try your best to do better, not only to save money for me, but also to save the country's resources!

The little oil lamp was indeed very competitive. On the 10th attempt, it found the rhythm of the five thunder cycles and endless life.

After the 20th cycle, the power of the Five Thunders can be perfectly channeled into the sword;
After the 30th cycle, you can make a useful Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword.

Shen Le held the peach wood sword in his hand, followed the instructions given by the bosses, and chopped the mast of the wooden boat with his sword:

"boom--"

Thunder flowed and entered the hull. A flash of lightning continued to move along the hull, and a faint black gas dissipated into the air and disappeared. Shen Le concentrated and felt it:
"Very good! Another... uh, a thousand or eight hundred times, and we can purify this ship!"

Click, crackle.

The wooden sword broke in the middle, and the end fell to the ground. From the hilt to the blade, it was all charred black, with carbon ash falling down, and it was obviously about to burn.

[Uh, this Five Thunders seems a bit too weak... Is there a stronger version of Five Thunders? ]

(End of this chapter)