Chapter 2 Incense and Invocation
Just at this moment, another shock occurred. In the sea of consciousness, a bright light like a needle tip expanded and a huge supermarket appeared. It was incredibly large, dazzling, and full of all kinds of goods. Except for Liu Yi, there wasn't even half a shadow of anyone else.
Each item on the price tag has a price, and Liu Yi found that he had 1,000 yuan in his hand.
Is this the golden finger prepared for himself? Liu Yi is not stupid, he is a ghost now, and doesn't need these things. Looking at the one thousand yuan in his hand again, it seems that this is the start-up capital.
He walked around in the supermarket, thinking it over. This little money is not a lot, can't be wasted.
On the second day, early in the morning, just as the sky was brightening. The father and son caught a whiff of an unusual fragrance, which immediately made their intestines rumble like thunder, waking them up.
They stared in amazement, where the altar had been placed yesterday, an odd table had appeared. On it were two colorful bowls, and a strange fragrance wafted from them.
"Dad, what a delicious noodles!" The young man took a glance and saw that the bowl contained a type of curved noodle with a layer of bright red oil floating on top. The aroma was overwhelming, he had never smelled anything so fragrant in his life.
Old Dad also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, vaguely smelling the fragrance of butter and the flavor of spices like Sichuan pepper.
The father and son looked at each other in surprise, then took another look at the new offerings that had appeared today. Suddenly, they understood everything - it was definitely the old god from the temple who had come last night, not only did he not blame them for burning the offerings to warm themselves, but also prepared food for them.
The two of them knelt down at Liu Yi's feet, kowtowing three times. Only then did they wolf down the two bowls of instant noodles, not leaving a single drop of soup behind.
It felt like they had never tasted anything so delicious in their lives, and it seemed that only gods could have such a thing.
Even this bowl and chopsticks they had never seen before, looked like paper but were leak-proof, amazing to the extreme.
The father and son bowed a few more times before leaving, only then did they feel satisfied. The son sincerely knelt down and the incense offering increased tenfold. It was no longer a small white light the size of a needle tip, but at least as big as a firefly. After being transformed by the talisman, Liu's body solidified, and he no longer felt weak.
He let out a soft sigh, people are still creatures of interest, only tempted by benefits.
Yesterday night, Liu Yi spent 7 yuan and bought two bowls of instant noodles. As for the table, it didn't cost a penny, just a cheap plastic table worth tens of yuan.
One thousand yuan is really not a lot. It's still necessary to be frugal! If it weren't for the fact that the vase was an important reminder, Liu Yi wouldn't have wanted to spend this money.
I hope this money is well spent!
"The Six Classics of Heaven" encompasses all things and has everything. Judging from the name, I originally thought it had something to do with the Buddhist concept of the six paths of reincarnation.
It's not like that, it's actually talking about the way of heaven, earth, human, ghost, and witchcraft. At this moment, Liu Yi opened his eyes to see that all other contents had disappeared, leaving only the ghost path appearing alone, a set of "Fengdu Ghost Emperor's True Spirit Method" appeared with its content.
This set of spells is said to have originated from the earliest Five Pecks of Rice Taoism, that is, the Ghostly Spells of the Heavenly Masters' Taoism.
In those years, Zhang Tian Shi cultivated in He Ming Mountain, broke the mountain and temple, defeated the eight ghost marshals, ordered the six heavenly ghost kings to return to Bei Feng, and established twenty-four treatments.
This is a humane way of exorcising ghosts and interfering with the netherworld, establishing a ghost country on earth. The Six Dao Tian Jing inherits this kind of early Taoist teachings.
This "Phantom Emperor's True Spirit Method" is meant to cultivate the true body of the Phantom Emperor, commanding the underworld and governing the land below.
As soon as it was opened, a ghost emperor's dharma form appeared in the book, with infinite majesty, and countless ghosts were subdued.
Contemplate the ghost emperor's appearance, press the ghost emperor's seal with your hand, and recite the ghost emperor's heart mantra. This is a complete set of cultivation methods, extremely brilliant.
Liu Yi followed the teachings of this book, and with just a light recitation of the Gui Emperor's Heart Technique, "The Fengdu Ghost Emperor's True Spirit Method" continuously evolved and transformed into a talismanic summons.
This talisman is floating in the sea of consciousness, constantly revolving and drifting. The fiery red book is covering the infinite, with each character being one zhang (a unit of length) square, with eight corners hanging down. Each character emits a faint white light, illuminating the sea of consciousness.
This point of faith and willpower was incorporated into the summons, transformed by light, and turned into the purest white gas. Flowing through Liu Yi's body, it made all the hunger and cold that his soul had never been without disappear without a trace.
The ghost was indeed a fragile thing, and with just this bit of willpower, Liu Yi had managed to hold on for two days.
Two days later, when Liu Yi felt cold and hungry again. The father and son came to the temple again, carrying incense sticks, and kowtowed in front of the god.
A wisp of smoke rose like a thread, floating up three feet high, but suddenly disappeared.
Liu Yi silently gazed at the incense, which stretched out like clouds and fog. The symbols in the sea of consciousness emitted a faint white light, operating to transform these wishes into pure divine power.
The clinging smoke, however, did not disappear, but instead surrounded Liu Yi's body, as if it had put on a thick coat for him. Upon closer inspection, even the mist around his body seemed to have grown denser.
"So that's how it is!"
Liu Yi suddenly understood why the incense's power was being used for the incense's effect.
The power is an intangible thing, attached to incense and candles, in order to provide shelter for ghosts and gods.
It is also recorded in "Liu Dao Tian Jing", but many things can only be seen with their own eyes, and have a direct impression.
That father and son, in the temple burning incense and fulfilling their vows. They respectfully kowtowed. This time, a white line emerged from the top of the father and son's heads, passing through the vast empty space, connecting to Liu Yi's body.
Liu Yi had a guess that this father and son were likely to become his followers and establish contact with him.
Every time they recite their own name, they again send incense and wishes to themselves.
He was delighted in his heart, and it seemed that this investment was indeed a success. Although there were only two followers, at least they could make a living. They wouldn't be so poor that they would disperse due to hunger and cold.
But still have to think of ways, developing new followers is the way to go. These can't be rushed.
It wasn't until more than a month had passed that Liu Yi slowly began to understand the situation in this area.
This father and son are both surnamed Wang and are hunters from a nearby mountain called Shān Hòu Lǐ. The father is named Wáng Dà, and the son is named Wáng Xióng.
This mountain is called Fenglai Mountain, and it's not too big. At the foot of the mountain are three villages: Shanqian Village, Shanhou Village, and Laihuang Village, which belongs to the jurisdiction of Fenglai Pavilion.
As for a larger geographical area, this father and son didn't know. They only knew that tens of miles away, there was a county town called Huiling City.
The great pottery family Tianzi has been sitting steadily for nearly five hundred years...
