Now it was noon, and Chen Shi casually found a restaurant. After he and Black Dog ate and drank their fill, they went to the market to buy two iron hats—one to wear on his own head, and one on Black Dog's head, so that they wouldn't have to worry about being struck by a mouse tail tip.
The hats sold in the county were worn by martial cultivators. They were extremely sturdy, and the inside of the hats even had the Six Ding and Six Jia painted on them to protect against ordinary spell attacks.
Chen Shi inquired about the location of the Grandma Black Mountain Temple. It turned out to be in the outskirts of the county, only twenty-odd miles from the county seat, separated in the middle by the Dejiang, which wasn't very far.
Grandma Black Mountain's magic power is tyrannical, far surpassing the young Taoist priest. The young Taoist priest's magic power is far greater than mine, so I must think of a way to break her magic power!
He didn't rush off to the Grandma Temple, but instead bought a few bundles of incense and two pounds of exotic beast meat, returning to Ganyang Mountain first with Black Dog to come to the Mountain Lord Temple.
Grandma Black Mountain was also the godmother of the Black Mountain region, and her incense fire was flourishing. The surrounding commoners and peasants offered up incense fire and sacrifices, and during the New Year they even had to eat young boys and girls. This magic power of hers was an extraordinary force formed from the aura of incense fire, extremely tyrannical.
To break the magic power formed by an extraordinary force, the best method was to use treasures that likewise possessed an extraordinary force.
The place Chen Shi could