Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 430 Drawing Talismans in the Void! The Yangyan Exorcising Talisman!

"You audacious beast, how dare you be so insolent!"

When the old Taoist priest saw the scarlet wedding dress, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He was all too familiar with this ferocious creature—it was the "Blood Wedding Dress" that his master had personally subdued thirty years ago!
Back then, this female ghost was filled with resentment. On her wedding night, she committed suicide while wearing her wedding dress. After transforming into a vengeful ghost, she slaughtered all seventy-three members of her husband's family.

By the time the master realized something was wrong and rushed over, the entire mansion was already a river of blood.

If it weren't for Master's compassion for life, which allowed him to suppress the demon with the "Nine Revolutions Soul Sealing Seal," the entire Ping'an Town would likely have become a ghost town.

Unexpectedly, thirty years later, the malevolent aura of this scourge has not only not dissipated, but has become even more ferocious.

The intense resentment emanating from the red-bridal-dress ghost was so thick it almost solidified.

The old Taoist priest suppressed his fear, pointed his peach wood sword at the female ghost, and shouted sternly, "Since you are so stubborn, today I, the humble Taoist priest, will act on behalf of Heaven and make your soul vanish!"

Just as the old Taoist priest was preparing to deal with the ghost in the wedding dress, another unexpected event occurred!

The puddles on the ground seemed to come alive suddenly, turning an eerie black, spreading rapidly like ink, staining the entire square a filthy mess.

Not far ahead, a pool of black water surged violently, slowly coalescing into a human shape.

It was a ragged, ugly man with a strange smile on one half of his face, while the other half was just bare bone, with rotting flesh hanging from the skeleton, constantly dripping black droplets of water.

"A water ghost!" The old Taoist priest gasped, his face turning even more ashen.

He recognized the water ghost as well—it was the same malevolent creature that had dragged people to their deaths in the river outside the town three years ago.

He and his junior brother worked together to set up the "True Flame Locking Yin Formation" to capture him.

Unexpectedly, these two most ferocious ghosts broke free from their seals at the same time today!

The female ghost in the red wedding dress seemed startled by the appearance of the water ghost and slowly turned her head. The two fierce ghosts, one in red and one in black, one suspended in the air and the other standing on the water, formed an eerie confrontation.

Their target was clearly Lu Xuan, who was standing in the arena.

"Heaven and earth are dark and yellow, the sun and moon shine brightly, the fire of Li illuminates the sky, evil spirits hide away, the True Lord of Talisman Fire bestows upon me divine light, the Five Thunder Messengers protect the eight directions, burn away yin and dispel filth, righteousness soars high!"

"Hurry up as a law!"

The old Taoist priest saw the two fierce ghosts appear at the same time and knew that he was facing a life-or-death situation.

Ignoring his shock and horror, he bit his index finger and used the blood to draw a crimson talisman rapidly in the air.

The blood talisman had barely formed when it was swiftly thrown at the pair of white candles on the altar.

The faint candlelight, which had held firm through the storm, flickered the moment it touched the old Taoist's blood-infused talisman—

"boom!"

A burst of golden light shot out, and the two candle flames transformed into golden pillars over ten feet tall, piercing through the rain curtain and illuminating the completely dark world as bright as day!
The intense masculine energy spread out, forcing the two vengeful ghosts and the other escaped spirits to take several steps back.

The old Taoist priest stood amidst the pillar of light, his beard and hair flying in the wind, his robes fluttering in the golden light. He stood with his hands forming a hand seal, like a god descending to earth.

Once the "Blood Sacrifice Radiant Fire Golden Light Curse" was completed, it consumed 30% of his spiritual power. But at this moment, in order to suppress these two ferocious creatures, the old Taoist priest could not care about that anymore!
The golden light was as scorching as the sun, and after only a few breaths, it severely damaged all the evil spirits in the area.

The ghostly woman in the wedding dress let out a mournful wail, and wisps of white smoke rose from her scarlet wedding dress, as if it were being scorched by an invisible flame.

The water ghost in the distance was even more disintegrating, its half-smiling face twisted and deformed, rolling and roaring in the black water.

The other ancient tomb spirits that had just escaped from the magical artifacts were blasted against the wall the moment the golden light swept over them.

Puffs of white smoke rose in the torrential rain, creating an eerie contrast with the pitch-black rain curtain, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning and decay.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in the pouring rain, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He observed with great interest every gesture of the old Taoist priest as he drew talismans in the air, the exquisite circulation of qi and blood and the way spiritual energy was drawn, which ultimately formed a powerful talisman to exorcise evil.

"I underestimated this old Taoist." Lu Xuan pondered to himself, "With such Taoist skills, he has already reached the level of a geomancer, and can barely mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to push his own essence blood to its limit."

Thinking back to how he had previously used a gun to coerce such a person, Lu Xuan couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing—it turned out that it wasn't that the old Taoist was incompetent, but rather that a cultivator was unwilling to argue with ordinary mortals.

In this world, practitioners of magic are divided into three realms: Celestial Master, Earth Master, and Human Master!
A teacher is someone who, upon first entering the path, can sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and absorb it into themselves.

The saying, "If you draw a talisman without knowing the trick, you will only make ghosts and gods laugh; if you draw a talisman with knowing the trick, you will startle ghosts and gods," is a true reflection of this situation.

Opening the eyes of the spirit and being able to sense energy and spirits are only the basics. One still needs to use talismans and cinnabar to exorcise evil spirits and break through malevolent influences. At most, one can ask low-level deities for help.

A geomancer—like this old Taoist priest before me—can survey the earth's veins, mobilize the earth's energy, and arrange the overall feng shui layout.

What's even more valuable is that one can draw talismans in the air with one's own essence and blood, without the need for external aids, and every word and action possesses immense power.

Celestial Master – According to the "True Scripture of Yang Flame Talisman Fire," this realm allows one to use their own spiritual power to invoke the might of heaven, deduce heavenly secrets, and naturally acquire supernatural powers.

Such individuals are extremely rare in this world.

It was unclear whether the old Taoist priest was old and frail, or whether these ferocious beasts were simply too powerful.

Although he was guiding the two golden beams of light with his peach wood sword, his figure swayed slightly in the rain. Within a few breaths, his face turned pale, and he was panting heavily, as if he would burn out at any moment.

Just as the golden light was about to dissipate.

Lu Xuan casually raised his right hand, his fingers forming a sword shape. A thin cut had appeared on his fingertip, and the blood that seeped out shone with a faint golden light.

He simply made a sweeping motion in the air, without any incantation or magic.

In an instant, the world was cleansed!
The dark clouds seemed to be torn open by an invisible giant hand, and a ray of blazing sunlight pierced through the clouds, mixed with dazzling firelight.

At that moment, the torrential rain stopped abruptly, and the last few drops of rain evaporated into mist before they even hit the ground.

The chilling aura that had enveloped the square quickly dissipated, and the two ferocious ghosts let out an unprecedentedly shrill scream.

In the blink of an eye, a phantom talisman about ten feet tall appeared in mid-air, densely covered with flowing golden runes.

Each character exudes an ancient and sacred aura.

The edges of this enormous talisman were burning with dazzling golden flames, and the sacred, blazing righteous energy, like a rainbow piercing the sun, completely dispelled the remaining yin energy.

The runes flowed and shifted, seemingly containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth. Even the old Taoist priest, a geomancer, was mesmerized by them and found it difficult to comprehend their mysteries.

"This...this is?" the old Taoist priest muttered to himself, staring in disbelief at the scene before the peach wood sword in his hand clattered to the ground.

Before any of the spirits in the arena could react, the illusory talisman suddenly burst forth with a blazing light like the sun.

A flame, seemingly from nothingness, swept across the entire square—this Demon-Slaying True Fire was completely harmless to physical objects, only specifically designed to burn evil spirits and ghostly things.

The female ghost in the red wedding dress let out a final, mournful wail before turning into wisps of smoke amidst the golden flames.

The water ghost tried to escape into the ground, but was refined alive by the true fire from the black water. The other ghosts didn't even have a chance to struggle before they completely disappeared into the world.

The old Taoist priest, staring at the enormous talisman gradually fading into the air, finally recovered from his shock and said in a trembling voice, "This is... the Yangyan Exorcising Talisman!"

"The murals in the main hall of my Fu Yuan Temple depict... the famous talisman of our patriarch!" "Once the talisman is completed, heaven and earth vanquish evil, and righteous energy soars through the sky! Records show that this talisman has been lost for hundreds of years... Your Excellency, Your Excellency..."

At this moment, the old Taoist priest stopped speaking abruptly. He looked at Lu Xuan's calm and expressionless face, and an unbelievable thought exploded in his mind.

"It was my mistake, old Taoist! It turns out it was the ancestral master who manifested his power! Hahaha!" The old Taoist was so excited that tears streamed down his face, and he bowed deeply to Lu Xuan.

"Zhang Daosheng, the thirtieth generation successor of Fuyuan Temple, pays respects to the patriarch!"

Lu Xuan looked at the old Taoist priest kneeling on the ground, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He was too lazy to explain the misunderstanding, since the "Yangyan Fuhuo True Scripture" originated from Fuyuan Temple, and being recognized as a manifestation of the ancestral master saved him a lot of trouble.

With this matter settled, I've accumulated quite a few system points.

Host: Lu Xuan, the Immortal of the Mortal World (Seventh Incarnation)

Realm: Earth Master (Perfect)

Technique: Yangyan Talisman Fire True Scripture (7/9)

Score: 47802
Lu Xuan felt the surging true energy within his body. Tomorrow, he would explore the place where the white tiger carried the corpse again—General Mountain.

The dark clouds that blanketed the sky churned resentfully, but ultimately could not withstand the overwhelming power of the heavens and had to disperse in a huff.

The blazing sun once again reigned over the earth, baking the damp bluestone slabs and sending up wisps of white steam.

"Old Taoist, this purple talisman is of no use to me, here you go."

Lu Xuan gave the old Taoist priest a deep look and took out the yellowed ancestral purple talisman.

Then, he casually took out a bluish-white jade pendant from his pocket.

Lu Xuan touched the jade pendant with his fingertip, and a drop of blood essence seeped into the jade, flashing a crimson light.

A miniature Yangyan Exorcising Talisman was imprinted within, faintly resonating with the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"This is a reward for you."

Two items were casually tossed over, and the old Taoist priest hurriedly caught them with both hands.

When his fingers touched the warm jade pendant, he immediately felt the immense power contained within it, which was several times more refined than the talismans of his own Taoist temple's ancestor, which had been passed down for hundreds of years!
Lu Xuan admired people like the old Taoist priest.

Although he could not become a compassionate and selfless orthodox cultivator like the old Taoist priest.

Therefore, this jade pendant was a life-saving measure that Lu Xuan left for the old Taoist priest.

If one encounters an insurmountable evil spirit, the sealed talisman within will manifest its power—this can be considered a small compensation for today's forceful plunder.

"General...?"

The old Taoist priest held the recovered ancestral purple talisman and the warm jade pendant in his hands. When he looked up at Lu Xuan, his eyes were filled with disbelief and bewilderment.

How could this warlord, who preys on the people, easily return the precious talisman of his ancestor?

"General, wait!" The old Taoist priest snapped back to his senses, hurriedly taking two steps forward and holding up the jade pendant with both hands. "This jade pendant is a treasure containing great fortune; it is far too precious! This humble Taoist is unworthy and dares not accept such a generous gift!"

Just as the old Taoist priest was about to catch up with him, holding the jade pendant, Lu Xuan didn't turn around and drew his pistol from his waist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several gunshots rang out on the bluestone slab, and the flying pebbles hit the old Taoist priest's robe.

The scorching smell of gunpowder instantly filled the air.

"Get out of my sight! I never take back what I've given away."

The old Taoist priest wanted to say that the jade pendant was too precious, but when he met Lu Xuan's eyes, all his words got stuck in his throat.

He knew that look all too well—it was an indifference that treated human life as worthless.

The old Taoist priest silently took two steps back and tightly gripped the jade pendant in his hand.

Yes, these warlords are ultimately ruthless killers. The shock of the ancestral master's manifestation just now almost made me forget the true nature of this man.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the adjutant and the feng shui master, who had previously disappeared, along with the troops stationed at the town entrance, immediately sprang back in droves.

Why did they suddenly become so brave?

Naturally, the sky cleared up and the rain stopped, and these people felt like things were fine again!
The dark clouds dispersed, the sun shone brightly, and the world was clear and bright.

Since it is a clear and bright world under the open sky, those demons and monsters naturally dare not show themselves.

If not now, when will we return to show our loyalty to the commander-in-chief?

"General! Are you alright?" The adjutant rushed into the square first, looking around anxiously.

"Just now, your subordinate was about to lead men back to protect Your Majesty, but I did not expect that the Commander-in-Chief's divine might is unparalleled, and he has already..."

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and saw that the square was charred black, with the old Taoist priest standing alone in the same spot.

Lu Xuan was leisurely putting his pistol back into its holster, not even bothering to glance at them.

"Let's go back and rest. We'll go to General Mountain again tomorrow!"

"what?"

Not only the soldiers, but even the adjutant and the feng shui master were stunned—they had only returned from that awful place a few hours ago, so why were they going there again tomorrow?

The commander's mind changes faster than the weather in June.

The adjutant was the first to react. He was used to this man's impulsive nature and immediately shouted, "Are you all deaf? The commander-in-chief has ordered everyone back to camp! Hurry up and get moving!"

The engine roared, and dust rose again.

This army, which arrived suddenly and left in haste, departed from Fuyuan Temple in a grand procession.

The old Taoist priest watched the departing convoy and subconsciously touched the jade pendant in his pocket.

The convoy returned to its temporary residence—a magnificent mansion originally belonging to Chen Mingyuan, a moderately wealthy man from Ping'an Town.

Relying on his memory, Lu Xuan passed through the pavilions and towers and headed straight for the main hall.

Bloody memories of this mansion surfaced in my mind: the original owner, Boss Chen, was a man of principle and integrity.

At the welcoming banquet held for the original owner, he only sent some worthless local gifts.

Therefore, the original owner was furious and arbitrarily accused Chen Mingsheng of "colluding with bandits," dragging him and his three sons outside the town and shooting them to death.

That wasn't the end of it. He then turned around and seized the Chen family's beautiful wife and young daughter, taking over the mansion for himself.

(End of this chapter)