The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

I suddenly had the urge to curse my father.

The ghosts in this world are so evil and poisonous, how come these "immortals" who kill ghosts are still mortals?

When you use magic tools and spiritual power on a daily basis, do you just use the spiritual energy stored in your dantian?

This is too outrageous.

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard, and a soft female voice sounded, "Senior Sister Chu? Are you there?"

Chu Bainiao raised his voice and said, "I'm here, please come in."

The female disciple who fed Chu Bainiao the Heart Protection Pill pushed the door open with a smile on her lovely face: "Senior Sister Chu! Do you still remember me?"

Chu Bainiao nodded, "Is it Junior Sister Zhu Xiayan? We met at the Dao Sect Competition three years ago."

Seeing that she remembered her, Zhu Xiayan couldn't help but smile. She took a few steps to Chu Bainiao and waved at the table beside her. The table was filled with many daily necessities.

"Elder Shen told me that you would recuperate here. He is the elder who sent you back. Then I packed some daily necessities and brought them here. Senior Sister Chu..." Zhu Xiayan carefully observed her expression.

"The righteous sects will not ignore the Qingxiao Sect's affairs. They will definitely capture that evil ghost and grind his bones to ashes! Don't worry!"

Chu Bainiao nodded slightly, "I understand, you don't have to worry, there are other disciples of Qingxiao Sect who are training outside, I won't be upset."

Zhu Xiayan breathed a sigh of relief, "I feel relieved if you think so."

But at the same time, she seemed too calm, which made me even more worried.

Zhu Xiayan asked casually, "How is Senior Sister Chu's injury? How about I ask the senior sister from the Alchemy Pavilion to come and help you?"

"The head master and the elder beside him have helped me heal my wounds. It's no longer a problem."

Zhu Xiayan replied: "Okay."

After obtaining the other party's consent, she sorted out and classified all the daily necessities and left some cinnabar talisman paper for her.

It is worth mentioning that, because they are unable to absorb spiritual energy, strictly speaking, these Taoists cannot even come into contact with ghosts and monsters with their bodies, and naturally they do not have the so-called magical skills to protect their bodies.

Therefore, the method for ordinary disciples to kill ghosts is to transfer the spiritual energy into the talisman paper through talismans, thereby causing harm to the evil ghosts.

Those who are a little more powerful worship various gods and fight against evil spirits with the help of wind, fire, thunder and lightning.

It is worth exploring whether there are really gods in this world?

After Zhu Xiayan left, Chu Bainiao sat cross-legged on the bed and continued to heal his wounds.

But within two days, her injuries were almost healed. During this time, she drew many talismans to exorcise ghosts according to her original body's memories.

Zhu Xiayan looked at the pile of talismans, her surprise was not concealed, "Senior Sister Chu, you are so amazing! Don't you even have a useless talisman?"

Chu Bainiao nodded, and thinking that the other party often had to go down the mountain to exorcise ghosts, he planned to give these talismans to her.

Zhu Xiayan waved her hands repeatedly and refused to accept it no matter what.

"No, that's not necessary, Senior Sister Chu. You worked so hard to draw this, so keep it. It takes a long time to rest after drawing a spell."

Chu Bai Niao looked at her for a moment, and her face turned red. "When will you come down the mountain this time?"

Zhu Xiayan spoke in a low voice, with a little shyness on her childish face, "We will leave at noon tomorrow. It's a small mission, just a haunted one, no casualties."

"Sister Chu, is there anything you want? I can bring it to you at the foot of the mountain~"

Chu Bai Niao saw that her forehead was pale and the area around her lips was faintly yellow and black. He lowered his eyes and handed the stack of talismans in his hand to her forcefully: "You are leaving tomorrow, why don't you take them for self-defense? Just bring them back when you don't need them."

Zhu Xiayan blushed and accepted the talisman. "Well, then thank you, Senior Sister Chu."

She stayed in the yard until evening before turning around and leaving.

Chu Bainiao took out a long sword with a cold glow from his original body's storage bag, cut his finger, squeezed out a bowl of blood and mixed it with other ingredients.

He dipped the brush into the bowl of sticky blood-colored liquid and, under the bright moonlight, drew talismans on the sword.

After the long sword, as cold as jade, was covered with red talismans, she carefully glued the yellow talisman papers on one by one.

The sticky blood soaked through the talisman paper and left faint marks of some runes. The long sword intertwined with yellow and red looked particularly strange and mysterious at this time.

The spiritual energy around it flowed towards the sword like a stream, and the sword seemed to have a soul, emitting bursts of buzzing sounds.

"What are you doing?"

A clear voice suddenly sounded, and Shen Tanqing, dressed in a green Taoist robe, stood on the wall of the courtyard gate, staring at Chu Bainiao with burning eyes.

"This doesn't look like something that belongs to Qingxiao Sect. Who are you?"

Chu Bainiao grasped the buzzing sword in his palm. "I am Chu Bainiao. Hasn't the head master confirmed it?"

She turned around and looked into the eyes of the young Taoist priest from a distance. "It is indeed not from Qingxiao Sect. I learned it by chance when I was training outside. But before I could put it into practice, the sect was destroyed first."

Shen Tanqing tiptoed lightly and landed lightly from the courtyard wall in front of Chu Bainiao, his eyes moving down to the long sword.

"Elder Shen has been watching for a long time, right? Why don't you take it and try it out?"

Shen Tanqing was not polite. He held the long sword in his palm and probed the spiritual energy to examine it carefully. His voice was filled with surprise. "It looks like an evil thing, but the spiritual energy inside is pure and strong. Can it directly hurt those evil ghosts?"

"It should be possible," Chu Bainiao looked into the other person's black and white eyes and smiled, "I haven't tried it, how do I know if it can hurt?"

This was figured out by combining the spirit gathering formations of the immortal cultivation world with the complete collection of talismans of the Qingxiao Sect from the memories of the original owner of this world.

If weapons can directly hurt ghosts, then why bother with magic or chanting spells? Just pick up your sword and do it!

It’s a pity that the technology in this world is too backward, otherwise I could try to carve a magic circle and consecrate the Gatling gun.

Chu Bainiao touched his chin and suddenly thought of something. Although there were no hot weapons in this world, there were cold weapons. In addition to the long sword, he could also try the consecrated crossbow.

Shen Tanqing held the long sword as if it were a treasure. His originally indifferent and resolute expression softened, and he whispered, "The master accepted me as a disciple on behalf of the master. According to seniority, you can call me Junior Uncle."

He looked at the woman in front of him. He had been wary of her because of the strangeness in himself.

But now that he had obtained a weapon that was powerful enough to change the entire Taoist sect, he couldn't help but relax his guard a little.

Don’t worry about why you feel good about her. Anyway, the head brother said that she is a human being, and it’s good as a human being.

"If possible, can you let me study your sword? Or provide me with the talisman you drew? Don't worry, Tianzemen will give you corresponding rewards."

"You know, if this sword can directly touch ghosts, it will be of great significance to the entire Taoism."