After being reborn, she went on a killing spree in both the Yin and Yang realms.

"Xiaoyue, come here."

Ling Yue was completely bewildered.

If she knew how, why would she have gone through so many trials and tribulations to come to Baiyun Temple to find you?

Isn't this just a case of being too full and having nothing better to do?

“Master, aren’t you giving me too much credit? Since I became your disciple, all you’ve given me is a tattered notebook that I can use to prop up a table leg.”

Ling Yue stated the facts to Jia Zhengjing with a forced smile.

I hope he can face himself honestly.

"Hehe, Xiaoyue, you can take medicine however you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Think carefully about where you learned your water escape technique?"

"Go ahead and do it with confidence, I will guide you from the side."

Jia Zhengjing picked up his whisk again, turned to Seventeen and Zhang Mama and said, "May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings. Do you two young friends have any objections?"

Seventeen quickly turned his gaze to Zhang's mother.

"I listen to my mother."

"If I can help others after I die, I would be more than happy to do so."

Before Zhang's mother could finish speaking, Jia Zhengjing began to greet Chu Xin.

"Start preparing now, true to your original aspirations!"

Chu Xin, feeling a little jealous, went to another room to prepare.

Back when he wanted to learn how to perform rituals to help the deceased pass on to the afterlife, he begged his master for over half a year!

How come Ling Yue is already teaching him step by step after he's only been learning for a few days?

Hum ╭(╯^╰)╮

The incense burner, paper money, and tools used for the ritual were all readily available.

In just fifteen minutes, Chu Xin had already set up the site for the memorial service.

During this time, Jia Zhengjing gave Ling Yue another book.

This book has a name—"The Complete Book of Spells".

Wow, they really have all kinds of books!

Jia Zhengjing flipped directly to the chapter on the salvation of the dead, indicating that she had thoroughly read the book and could probably recite it from memory.

"You have five minutes to memorize all these incantations. Remember, do not memorize them by rote; you must combine them with your own understanding."

“I know five minutes is difficult for you, but time is limited now. After you finish your business, I can lend you this book for a few days. As the saying goes, ‘Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear.’ You will have a deeper understanding afterward.”

Ling Yue took the book and carefully read the incantation for the deceased in her mind.

The total number of characters in the incantation is no more than three hundred.

Pshaw, who do you think you are!

Back in the day, she was the top student in her Chinese class, and memorizing classical Chinese texts was a piece of cake for her.

Moreover, this is almost a spell in vernacular Chinese.

However, what follows is a real battle, and there is only one chance, so we absolutely cannot be careless.

Ling Yue recited the incantation for the deceased to be delivered to the afterlife several times in her mind.

Enter the dojo.

"Xiaoyue, now that the three incense sticks have been lit, the three realms are connected. Next, you should recall the good deeds that Zhang Xiaoyou did during his lifetime, and recite the incantation with reverence. Remember, you must not have any distracting thoughts in the middle, and the ceremony must not be interrupted."

"The original intention is to stand guard outside the courtyard and prevent anyone from entering."

After giving her instructions, Jia Zhengjing left the dojo with Chuxin and Shiqi.

Only Ling Yue and Zhang's mother remained in the entire dojo.

It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous.

Ling Yue's palms were sweating, and she kept mentally preparing herself.

My name is Not Nervous!

To ease the tension, Ling Yue pretended to be calm and smiled as she asked Zhang's mother, "Zhang's mother, is there anything else you haven't finished wishing for?"

Zhang's mother seemed to notice Ling Yue's nervousness.

She smiled kindly: "My wish right now is that Seventeen can find a good home. Xiaoyue, it's okay, don't feel burdened."

Thinking of Seventeen's pretty face, I never expected that this was what Zhang's mother was worried about.

There's absolutely no need to worry.

"Then let's get started?"

Seeing that Zhang's mother nodded, she then closed her eyes.

When Ling Yue was halfway through reciting the incantation, she seemed to hear the sounds of fighting coming from the courtyard.

I remembered what my master said about performing a ritual to help the deceased to be reborn in the Pure Land; there should be no distracting thoughts.

Ling Yue quickly focused her attention.

Just as the incantation was about to be finished, it seemed as if someone was trying to kick open the door to the temple.

Fortunately, Jia Zhengjing had made preparations in advance and set up a barrier around the dojo, which ensured that everything was foolproof.

Ling Yue had a bad feeling.

Forcing myself to concentrate, I recited the incantation methodically.

Until the chanting was finished, and then Zhang's mother's spirit was seen dissipating into the entire temple grounds along with the smoke from the three incense sticks...

The cigarette being extinguished signifies the completion of the ritual for the deceased.

Ling Yue didn't have time to tidy up the props in the dojo, so she hurriedly ran to the door and opened it.

What they saw was Chu Xin and Jia Zhengjing fighting with someone.

Seventeen hid behind a pillar, nervously watching the situation unfold.

When Ling Yue opened the door, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at her.

Seventeen reacted quickly and ran to Ling Yue's side.

“Sister Lingyue, I’ve already called the police. These people suddenly appeared in the yard just as we came out.”

Ling Yue then took a closer look at who these people were.

When she saw Zhenyangzi, she was already certain that these people were from Xuanqing Temple.

The white-haired old man who was fighting with Jia Zhengjing flew directly in front of Ling Yue.

He grabbed her by the neck.

"Did you perform the ritual to help Zhang Lan pass on to the afterlife?"

This man looked quite old, but I didn't expect him to have such a strong grip; he pinched Ling Yue so hard that her feet couldn't touch the ground.

No matter how much Ren Lingyue clapped her hands, the object remained motionless.

Jia Zhengjing roared, "Lu Haotian! Are you crazy? Let go!"

He flew over as well, flicked his whisk, and a gust of wind sent Lu Haotian flying far away.

"Hahahaha, you hypocrite! Looks like you're deliberately trying to go against me! I'll remember this."

After saying that, he disappeared without a trace...

The remaining Xuanqing Temple disciples, led by Zhenyangzi, also quickly disappeared.

Jia Zhengjing had no time to think about anything else and hurriedly went to check on Ling Yue.

"Xiaoyue, how are you?"

After taking several deep breaths, Ling Yue finally felt like she had come back to life.

I just feel a burning pain in my neck.

"Why do all these villains like to choke people?"

It reminded her of the female ghost at Lin Heng's construction site.

His words made everyone laugh, easing the tense atmosphere considerably.

"Master, how did all these people from Xuanqing Temple just disappear?"

The original intention raised its own question.

"They used the Earth Escape technique from the Five Elements Escape Technique."

"If I had known this would happen, I would have paved the whole yard with cement, leaving no soil exposed, and let's see how they escaped using earth magic."

Jia Zhengjing said viciously.

Original intention:......

After laughing, Ling Yue fell into deep thought.

It was actually earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique used in Taoist magic to escape from the earth). Those people must have been very powerful figures from the Xuanqing Temple.

Why make such a fuss over the spirit of Zhang's mother?