One Hundred Revivals Soul Formation Array

  Shen Fenghua looked at the house that didn't have a single light on and worriedly asked, "Wenchang, do you think Wenmei will be okay?"

  "Mom, don't worry, when I went to deliver dinner tonight, Ye Dashi's apprentice happened to open the door and said that he had already taken in the lunch dishes and finished eating, but was still hungry. He said that Ye Dashi consumed too much spiritual energy and needed to replenish it. Fortunately, I ordered four abalones. I asked Ye Dashi's apprentice, Tang Xiaoshifu, how things were going, and he said everything was going smoothly, so we don't need to wait anymore. It's estimated to take one night. Since Tang Xiaoshifu said it's going smoothly, you can rest assured, mom. My sister is a lucky person with a good destiny, she will definitely be fine."

  Shen Fenghua felt slightly relieved after listening to her son's words. Although Qian Wen-chang had comforted his mother, he was actually worried and had no confidence in the fortune teller's ability to cure a disease that medical science could not.

  Hao Xiaochang had studied abroad and received education from a world-renowned university, so although he was skeptical, he knew that there were always more unknown things in the world than known ones. Therefore, he was willing to give it a try, even if it didn't work out, the result wouldn't be worse than his current situation.

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  Tang Zhendong didn't have time to care about Shen Fenhua and Qian Wenchang's thoughts, he was busy having a great time with Old Ye, earlier they had cold dishes which tasted good, now they were having hot dishes delivered in thermoses, the taste was much better than the cold dishes.

  "You told me to eat so much earlier, haha." Tang Zhendong had a huge appetite, first because of his age, he was at the stage where he could eat the most, and secondly because he practiced martial arts and had just expended a lot of brain power calculating the Bagua positions, so Tang Zhendong needed more nutrients. His appetite left Old Ye speechless.

  "It's still you young man, I'm old and my stomach isn't good." Old Ye shook his head and sighed.

  "You still have a poor appetite, just now you ate at least three or four dishes, basically catching up with me, don't be modest." Tang Zhendong was very dissatisfied with Old Ye's low estimate of his own food intake, "What a small eater!"

  "When will we start work?"

  "Midnight, officially start work." Tang Zhendong was also a bit apprehensive about performing the soul-calling ritual for the first time. He strictly followed his master's instructions to perform the ritual at midnight, when the yang energy between heaven and earth is weakest. At this moment, the yang energy on the Five Emperors' coins can be clearly felt, using the principle of yin-yang attraction to guide the yin soul back home. This was what Master Xu Zhuo had taught Tang Zhendong, but this was his first time performing it. Except for lacking experience, the symptoms on Qian Wenmei's body were exactly the same as the lost soul syndrome described by his master. Now, Tang Zhendong had more and more confidence in the skills his master had taught him.

  As midnight approached, Tang Zhendong and Old Ye had completed all the preparations for the Return of the Soul Array. Qian Wenmei was still sleeping soundly on the bed, just like Sleeping Beauty, without any movement.

  Tang Zhendong picked up a string of well-strung Wudi coins, hung them on his hand, and walked around the house, from the living room to everywhere else, getting faster and faster. Old Ye stood guard in front of the window of Qian Wenmei's room, with thick curtains covering the windows.

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  "Wenchang, why is it so dark in this house? I... your sister, she."

  Qian Wen-chang knew what his mother wanted to ask, but he was also completely unaware of the situation inside. Now he could only comfort his mother, "Don't worry, mom, Ye Da-shi is a profound Taoist, it won't happen."

  "Master Ye, I'm not worried, but this young Master Tang, at his age?"

  "Mom, don't worry, I think Master Tang is a straightforward and honest person, he definitely won't do anything shady."

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  "Ah-choo!" Just as the mother and son were secretly discussing Tang Zhendong in the car downstairs, Tang Zhendong let out a loud sneeze. "It's true that there is a draft here, I'll go treat you again later."

  Tang Zhendong had no idea he was being talked about, and just happened to let out a sneeze.

  "It moved, it moved," Old Ye shouted loudly. With the dim moonlight shining through the door crack, Old Ye saw Qian Wenmei's hand move slightly, followed by a slight tremble of her head. "Where am I?"

  Tang Zhendong heard Lao Ye's voice and sprang into the room in one swift motion, turning on the light with a flick of his hand.

  The suddenly lit fluorescent lamp made the room bright and clean, and also startled Shen Fanhua and Qian Wenchang, who were waiting in the car downstairs.

  "Wenchang, the lamp is lit, how's your sister?" Shen Fanhua tightly grasped Qian Wenchang's sleeve, afraid that Qian Wenchang wouldn't tell her about her daughter's situation.

  Qian Wenchang thought to himself: You and I are both downstairs, how would we know what's going on upstairs? The light coming on only has two possibilities, one good and one bad. However, at this moment, Qian Wenchang absolutely cannot tell his mother about these two possibilities, so he can only comfort her by saying, "Mom, don't worry, the light wasn't on before but now it's suddenly come on, it must be that your sister's condition has taken a turn for the better."

  Qian Wenchang hadn't finished speaking when the phone rang. He saw that it was Ye Dashi calling, and his heart skipped a beat. It was already late at night, if it were good news, he would definitely not call himself, probably his sister's condition had taken a turn for the worse or deteriorated, this was clearly telling himself to rest after work, regardless of everything, to give himself a call.

  Qian Wen-chang's fingers were trembling slightly, he was afraid of hearing bad news, and even more afraid that his mother would find out about this bad news.

  "Who hit you? Wen Chang, hurry up and get him." Just as Qian Wen Chang was stunned and considering what to do, Shen Fen Hua urged his son on.

  "Hey, Master Ye, how's it going?"

  "Qian Zong, hello. It's so late and I didn't want to disturb you with a call, but your sister insisted on making this call. Her phone is not available, so I had to make the call instead. Hold on for a moment, I'll pass the phone to her."

  "Brother, what's going on? Why are there two outsiders in our home?"

  Qian Wenchang didn't hear what his sister said, but he was certain of one thing - it was his sister's voice. His sister was okay, and Qian Wenchang was overjoyed, feeling a sense of joy at being reunited with her.

  "Mom, Wenmei is fine, let's hurry up and take a look!"

  After going upstairs, Qian Wen-chang and Shen Fan-hua saw their sister sitting safely on the bed. Shen Fan-hua hugged her daughter tightly, "Wen-mei, you scared Mom to death."

  When the mother and daughter were hugging each other and crying, Tang Zhendong and Old Ye quietly retreated, and soon Qian Wenchang also retreated, leaving the house to the crying mother and daughter.

  "Master Ye, Master Tang, thank you so much, really, the two masters are truly profound in their Taoist skills, I admire and respect you." Qian Wenchang was lavish with his praise.

  Lao Ye had the demeanor of a wise and enlightened monk, smiling slightly as he nodded his head in greeting to Qian Wenchang, appearing profound and mysterious. "No need for formalities, Mr. Qian, it's only natural."

  Qian Wen-chang pulled out a card from his pocket, placed it on the table and pushed it over. "Master, this is 600,000 yuan, please accept it. May I ask when can you perform the ritual to remove the three yin energies from my house?"