Chapter 61

"The time for us has finally come!" Brother Qian Chen, who had been waiting for three days before the dharma altar, suddenly opened his eyes. The two Gold and Silver Boys who were dozing off against the red gourd hit their little heads hard upon hearing the sound and woke up, diligently lifting the spiritual light treasure mirror in their hands toward the direction of the Wei Fu in Jiao Bu Town.

As for the Ear-Dao Shen, it only lifted its eyelids, hugged the spiritual talisman covering its body tightly, and continued to sleep.

"It's okay... you guys sleep! It's not time yet!" Brother Qian Chen comforted them.

This dharma altar's spellcasting could borrow the power of heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods, utilizing the methods of the divine path, but it was actually quite exhausting. When Brother Qian Chen cast the spell and cursed, in order to make Daoist Zhen think that this spell was only aimed at Wei Wei Taiping, he waited for three full days.

During these three days, Brother Qian Chen had already turned the life-force of the hundred ghosts into a spell, infecting the entire Wei Fu.

Although Daoist Zhen protected himself tightly, he did not notice that the life-force of the entire Wei Fu was becoming obscure and gloomy.

If someone could have spiritual sense as keen as Brother Qian Chen's, they would be able to detect wisps of strange spiritual energy, like insects, lurking in every servant of the Wei Fu. Only the few elders with profound cultivation, the head of the family Wei Wei Lecheng, and Daoist Zhen, who protected themselves with dharma artifacts, had isolated such life-force.

Just when Daoist Zhen thought everything was perfect...

The butler of the Wei Fu held Wei Wei Lecheng's imperial decree and opened the secret treasury. When the heavy dragon-patterned gate opened, all the seals of the secret treasury were activated. The butler waved his hand, and the servants beside him carried trays inside to pick the spiritual medicines needed for today's pill assembly. These processed spiritual medicines were all stored in cool and dry places, preserved by seals.

The butler selected seven sets of medicinal materials according to the pill formula. The brown fragrant grass was processed with its roots, the thick purple Ganoderma emitted a sweet fragrance, and the dried spiritual cicada sloughs were sealed into a special medicinal paste. Only after being cellar-stored in a Yin place for fifty years would about one in ten spiritual cicada sloughs grow a small blue flower at the crack where it broke its shell. This was a special spiritual fungus—the Ice Cicada Flower.

Eight-Treasure Agar—a semi-finished spiritual medicine processed with eight kinds of spiritual algae.

Python Horn—the single horn of a poisonous python snake. It must be the single horn of a strange poisonous snake that can avoid all poisons. Those over a hundred years old are called Green Rhinoceros.

Moon Soul Pearl—a spiritual pearl nurtured by an old clam in the Great Marsh for at least a hundred years. It must be a species that breathes the spiritual energy of the Moon Soul. Among the hundreds of spiritual clams in the Great Marsh of Jiuzhen, only seven or eight meet the requirements.

Spiritual Dew—dew collected with the method of gathering qi on the pine needles of a hundred-year-old pine tree.

"Codonopsis, Scrophularia..." The old butler took out a gold scale and lifted the lid of a porcelain jar on the shelf. This porcelain was fired with spiritual soil and carried a moist water vapor, most suitable for preserving spiritual medicines. Inside were small segments of crimson roots cut into three-inch lengths. Scrophularia is similar to Codonopsis but black, so it is also called black ginseng.

The old butler just wanted to weigh it, but seeing the dosage on the pill formula, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and waved his hand: "Take the jar away too! This jar is fifty jin... it's not enough! You have to take two jars... The Great Marsh doesn't grow good ginseng, these were purchased from the north... can they be considered rare spiritual medicines in the warehouse?"

"Blood Toad Skin... this thing is a highly poisonous object. In order to preserve it for a long time, we processed it into toad venom! This spiritual medicine is good at opening orifices, warding off evil, and searching for evil; it can pull out the poison in the orifices and also kill the spirits in the orifices. The blood toad is a strange species among toads, its venom is crimson like blood, and when it splashes venom from the toad tumor on its back, it is like bathing in blood... Its toad venom is therefore also brownish-red. You must not confuse it with ordinary toad venom!"

A servant was picking Ice Cicada Flowers. The head of the family said that the spiritual medicines supplied for this pill assembly must be the best.

Therefore, the servants were also concentrating on distinguishing the quality of the spiritual medicines. In the dark secret treasury, the servant picking the Ice Cicada Flowers felt his eyes were a bit dry and itchy, feeling that he had been staring for too long. He rubbed his eyes with his hand, but the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a pair of eyes with bloodshot threads peeking at him from the crack where the spiritual cicada slough broke its shell.

Those eyes were slightly turning through a small crack in the broken shell of the spiritual cicada, revealing a look with a strange, mocking smile.

The servant felt a chill down his spine at the thought, so he hurriedly put down his hand and checked carefully, but saw that the Ice Cicada Flower had nothing special. At the crack where it broke its shell, there was still a small ice-blue flower blooming...

"It seems I've been picking for too long, my eyes are blurred!"

The young servant put the picked Ice Cicada Flowers into a sandalwood box. At the moment he closed the lid, eyes suddenly opened under those ice-blue Ice Cicada Flowers. Dozens of spiritual cicada sloughs were dozens of strange eyes, staring at the ignorant young servant the moment the sandalwood box was closed.

The servant who closed the sandalwood box lid looked up, his eyes full of bloodshot threads. His eyes looked like they belonged to someone else, yet he himself did not notice...

A pale hand stretched out from the jar of Codonopsis and Scrophularia that the butler had checked but hadn't had time to cover, and easily covered the lid. The butler, who turned his head back, saw the lid closed and just thought it was one of the servants who had closed it casually, so he didn't think much of it.

In the Eight-Treasure Agar, which was as crystal clear as glue, strands of black hair were quietly wriggling, just like the long hair of a drowning person floating in the water, like water algae...

Brother Qian Chen, dozens of miles away, waved his peach wood sword, and the second token turned into flying ash silently...

When the Moon Soul Pearl transmitted light, the shadow of a scorpion flashed by.

On the python horn, a small snake with golden light flowing between its emerald scales circled on it, spitting poisonous saliva into the Green Rhinoceros...

The toad venom processed from Blood Toad Skin suddenly softened and bulged, rising and falling, as if a toad was breathing...

Bottles of spiritual dew sealed in jade bottles were pointed at one by one by a pale finger, and sometimes it reached into the bottle mouth and stirred... The servants walking in the secret treasury gradually became stiff in their movements, and many strange white shadows appeared beside them, but these people were completely unaware.

Fingers crawled out of their ears, and blood flowed down from their eyes. They talked to each other, but when their mouths wriggled, not a single sound came out. In the opened mouth, a woman's hand stretched out from the depths of the throat, with an eye growing on the palm...

Someone else had strange laughter constantly coming from their chest.

Seven or eight hands grew out from behind the old butler, like a centipede, holding various spiritual medicines for him... but he himself was completely unaware.

"Hee hee... have all the spiritual medicines ordered by the master been collected?" The old butler's face twitched from time to time, making strange laughter, but his mouth said seriously: "Today's pill assembly is a big event for our Wei family... those who go, go; those who carry, carry; behind them is a piece of white... if there is the slightest mistake, it will be hard to explain to the master... when the coffin is lifted and the soil is buried, the old and young will cry... you guys be careful."

The old butler spoke with two voices in his mouth, but the servants were completely unaware...

A group of servants carried the trays, led by the old butler, like a group of funeral ghosts, hiding in the shadows, walking toward the outside of the secret treasury gate. Those who hung their heads hung their heads, those whose faces were stiff and stiff were stiff and stiff. The old butler had seven or eight hands of different sizes, men and women, pale and terrifying, unfolding under his ribs, holding various spiritual medicines...

As this team walked toward the secret treasury gate, it was like countless ghosts returning from the underworld to the world of the living. They walked toward the dragon-patterned gate step by step. In the deep gate hole, their faces gradually returned to blood color step by step, and all kinds of strangeness slowly faded. The moment they stepped out of the gate, they all returned to normal people talking and laughing.

Brother Qian Chen put away his peach wood sword, and the hundred ghosts and evil spirits all knelt beneath the dharma altar... The hanging ghost was chewing a piece of black ginseng in its mouth, and it was only after being patted by the headless ghost beside it that it hurriedly swallowed it... The drowning ghost had transparent gelatinous substance that emitted the fragrance of spiritual medicine on her hair. She seemed to like it quite a bit, and she used her fingers to wrap the wet hair around her fingertips, winding the wet hair.

The rest of the gluttonous ghosts, swift-running ghosts, cat ghosts, fox ghosts, pipa ghosts, blood-eating ghosts, disheveled ghosts, powerful ghosts, single-horned ghosts, poverty-stricken ghosts, etc., were all doing their own little actions...

Brother Qian Chen looked toward the direction of the Wei Fu in Jiao Bu Town and revealed a very kind smile.

"How can a grand event like a pill assembly be without me? I see your medicinal materials are still a bit lacking, so I sent groups of ghosts to send you the best spiritual medicines... Are you surprised? Is it exciting? This group of ghosts sending medicine is just an appetizer, followed by the Five Poisons entering the furnace, the Five Immortals burning the fire... but the biggest surprise is still to come!"

Seeing Brother Qian Chen's smile, the tiny Ear-Dao Shen couldn't help but shudder, then quietly took out the jade dust, lowered its head and gnawed a few mouthfuls, then turned its hand empty again, not knowing where it hid the things...