C42 (1/2)

The instant the shadow disappeared, Fang Zishu's eyes snapped open.

At this moment, Fang Zishu's face was blank, and his eyes were empty.

He pointed his finger at the small boat and the voice of a woman came out, ”The path of immortality is the free will of the heavens. Open all eight gates and reverse the universe!”

The boat emitted a milky white halo the moment the shout was heard.

No matter how strong the suction force of the whirlpool was, the small boat was like an immovable cedar in the wind.

It stopped steadily within the river.

The most shocking thing was that the river water, which was originally flowing in a westerly direction, actually began to spin in reverse after the delicate shout. It changed from a westerly direction to a southeastern direction now.

From his deductions of the sixty-four divinities of Fuxi, Fang Zishu had deduced that Kai, Sheng, and Xiu were located in the northwest part of the river, but their boat was sailing from north to south. Not only were they at odds with Jimen, but they were also standing on the gates of death, injury, and shock.

But now, the flow of the river is reversed.

The danger gate they were in had moved to the west.

The three Jimens, which were originally located in the northwest, had now passed through the river and arrived directly to the north. In other words, under the powerful effects of the Immortal Talisman, the eight locations had all undergone changes.

With the reversal of the eight gates of death, the original gate of death had become the Gate of Life.

The dry position at the Gate of Life moved to the Gate of Death.

Oddly enough, the whirlpool in the middle of the river had not disappeared after the northwest Jimen had moved over, but the powerful suction of the whirlpool was gone.

The entire surface of the river was calm, except for the turbid waters.

”Hidden!”

With that shout, he collapsed onto the small boat. The policeman on the side reacted quickly and rushed over to support Fang Zhoushu so that he would not accidentally fall into the river.

”Child, you … Are you all right? ”

The note looked at the white paper like square book, and its tone was filled with worry.

Fang Zishu did not say a word. He only shook his head, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, the note did not dare to disturb him and just quietly stood to the side, guarding the prescription.

It wasn't until the first half of the moon that the book finally woke up.

Fang Zishu first looked at the calm surface of the river, then at the note that was napping at the bow of the ship, before the boulder that was hanging over his heart finally fell to the ground.

One had to know that the Immortal-Requesting Talisman he used today was a taboo Tao technique.

This mantra was extremely similar to the Divine Summoning Arts that were spread in the Northeast as well as Chuan Yu.

In order to request this of a God, not only must one's bloodline be pure, but they also had to sacrifice some of their own precious treasures, such as their lifespan, blood essence, or limbs. Only then would they be able to invite a powerful God to assist them.

This time, he paid the price of three years of his lifespan with the help of Immortal Ma and the Ninth Mother.

This way, he could reverse the situation and save his life.

To the nearby Taoists, although the cost of this spell was heavy, the effect was immediate. It was one of the means to save their lives.

However, for the powerful and arrogant south-east families, using this kind of external technique was a form of humiliation to the Fang family. Therefore, all Fang family members were not allowed to use this technique.

This time, if the situation had not been so critical, Fang Zishu would not have come up with such a plan.

Fortunately, the celestial maiden who had appeared did not disappoint him.

The lone star hung high in the sky, and the clear and cold moonlight scattered down like a curtain of light over the earth.