Chapter 21: The Record of Yin and Yang Pointing to the Soul
Ye Nan struggled to open her eyes, reached out to touch her dizzy head, and looked around, still in her own room! So she hadn't died yet? She sat up shakily, felt for a cup of water beside the bed and drank it down. After drinking a full cup of water, she finally came to her senses.
Fang Wei, who heard the sound, ran in and saw Ye Nan wake up, smiling with joy: "Finally woke up, I was worried all day!"
Ye Nan looked out at the dim yellow sunlight and frowned with concern, asking: "How long have I slept?" Fang Wei glanced at his Patek Philippe watch and smiled, saying: "You've only slept for thirteen hours!"
"Thirteen hours? What time is it now?" Ye Nan asked urgently. Fang Wei clearly knew what Ye Nan was thinking, this guy had always been a very traditional and trustworthy person, smiled and comforted him: "But don't worry, I've already taken care of your hospital leave for you!"
After hearing this sentence, Ye Nan finally put his mind at ease. Fang Wei handed over a bowl of porridge: "You haven't eaten all day, aren't you hungry?"
Smelling the faint sweet aroma emitted by the porridge, Ye Nan felt that his stomach had long been growling with hunger. He quickly gulped down three large bowls under Fang Wei's enthusiastic service, before finally letting out a satisfied sigh.
After Ye Nan had a few bowls of thin porridge, his spirit was much better. Fang Wei smiled and threw over a small bag: "Nan Zi, this is something I found on that Taoist priest's body. Take a look and see if it's useful or not. If not, throw it away!"
Ye Nan opened it and was overjoyed. Although he had also learned a lot of spellcasting techniques, he had only come into contact with talismans and had hardly any opportunity to touch other types of spells and magical instruments. But this pocket contained a tattered old thread-bound book, along with a mysterious two-inch-high yellow small pagoda made of unknown material.
Ye Nan picked up the ancient book, took a closer look, and on the worn-out gray cover with several large traditional Chinese characters "Yin Yang Zhi Hun Lu". Ye Nan hastily opened it and found that inside were descriptions of some very practical Daoist techniques in his opinion, such as: Road-seeking technique, Soul-chasing technique, Soul-restraining technique, and Ghost-nurturing technique, etc.
The last page was Nailing Soul Technique. Ye Nan took a simple look, it was the technique that old Taoist used to deal with him, and Ye Nan suddenly became interested.
Taking a closer look, I couldn't help but feel grateful. The text describes that for people like Jin Dan, after being possessed by the technique, within seven times of soul retrieval, they will definitely scatter their spirit and die an unnatural death. Yesterday, I was exactly at the sixth time when I fainted, and Fang Wei happened to save my life at this critical moment. If it were an ordinary person, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand even one or two times.
Fortunately, the requirements for performing this technique are extremely high, requiring a peach wood root that is over a thousand years old, a specially made soul nail symbol, as well as the hair of the person being subjected to the technique. Additionally, the person being subjected must be completely unguarded, or else the technique will not work. At the same time, if the spiritual power of the person being subjected is too much stronger than one's own, there is also a possibility of being counterattacked.
Ye Nan thought that this old Taoist priest was willing to spend a lot of money just for him, a small expert. However, he didn't know that the other party was actually after the jade pendant on his neck, which in the eyes of the old Taoist was worth more than Ye Nan himself...
The next little treasure, Ye Nan looked at it again and again but couldn't figure out what was special about it. After playing with the little treasure for a while, he put it away together with the book.
Considering Ye Nan was injured, Fang Wei made an exception and let Ye Nan rest for a night without conducting the daily routine training. That night, Ye Nan did not dream of the old Taoist priest but instead dreamed of the young Taoist priest flipping through a book called "Duobao Record". As the young Taoist priest flipped through it, segments of text flashed through Ye Nan's mind: Magical instruments are divided into two categories, one is ordinary magical instruments, which are further divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The second category is precious instruments, also divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower...
Ye Nan's mind flashed back to the two small objects he had obtained today, and a clear consciousness floated in mid-air: Soul Capturing Tower: A high-quality artifact, with an inner seal of the Soul-Capturing Array, capable of capturing various levels of spiritual bodies and low-level demons.
Next is the demonstration of the Soul Capturing Tower's usage. The little Taoist held a wooden sword and fought with the vengeful ghost, and with a flash of the sword light, he knocked the ghost to the ground in two or three moves. Then, he took out the small treasure tower, infused it with spiritual energy, and threw it upwards, shouting loudly: "Capture!"
The pagoda floated up, a golden light burst out from the bottom of the tower, shining on the weakened vengeful spirit. The vengeful spirit was illuminated by the golden light and transformed into a stream of light that entered the tower. As the young Taoist priest's sword gesture beckoned, the pagoda flew back into his palm.
In the morning, Ye Nan woke up and figured out how to use the new toy. He couldn't wait to try it out. The small pagoda flew up and down under Ye Nan's spiritual energy guidance, making him so happy that he couldn't close his mouth all day until his spiritual energy was exhausted.
Basically, Lao Dao has settled the matter, and things have come to an end. However, Ye Nan and Fang Wei are still somewhat frightened and apprehensive about Lao Dao's background. Fang Wei even went to investigate the situation of Yang Jun, the owner of the villa, and found that he had long since fled, leaving behind a few subordinates who were also taken care of. After waiting for several days without seeing any movement, they finally put their minds at ease, and the two men's lives returned to normal.
However, the two did not expect that another Hu Lao Dao appeared in Dongjiang. He first found the Yang Jun who was supported by the gate in Dongjiang in Qingyuan Community, but when he arrived there, he found that Yang Jun's villa in Qingyuan Community had long been deserted.
He looked at the empty house and thought: "Could it be that Third Master and Yang Jun encountered some great enemy, causing their entire army to be defeated?"
After inquiring all around, I finally learned that Yang Jun had hastily left here a few days ago and never came back. Moreover, two days after he left, the police searched this place again.
Hu Si was shocked in his heart, had Yang Jun been caught and also implicated San Shixiong by the police?
But then he thought again, ordinary police can't deal with Third Master, unless it's someone from the Special Task Force.
Thinking of this, Hu Si's heart turned cold. If San Shixiong had really offended Teqin San Chu, it would be troublesome. He quickly found a secluded place, took out a compass, and carefully took out the few strands of hair that San Shixiong had left behind when he went out, made a few gestures, and used a divination technique to find his way.
Following the direction of the compass, he walked eastward, walking and walking... He couldn't take a car, so Lao Dao walked for six hours straight, sweating profusely, until he finally reached a small hill on the outskirts of the city.
The old man was overjoyed, using his hands and feet together, he finally climbed up and found a patch of new earth that had been covered up by someone. The old man was certain in his heart, so he searched for a clean place nearby to rest and waited for nightfall!
