I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan took Zhang Laoxi's soul to the next door. He picked up a brick in the corner, smashed the glass of Zhang Laoxi's house, and jumped in through the window.

Zhang Laoxi followed behind, wanting to say that the door lock was no longer poisoned, but he still didn't say, just smash it.

"What are you looking for?"

"Do you have anything that you made with your own hands, or something that has been close to you for a long time? Anyway, it is something that can connect you. Whatever you have at home counts, you should quickly pick it out yourself, don't waste time."

Zhang Laoxi didn't know what Wen Yan wanted to do, but he still took Wen Yan to rummage around in his home.

I dug out a small Taoist robe, a turtle-shaped jade pendant, a wooden sword that looked like it had been chewed by a dog, and a box. In the box was a silk talisman with gold characters.

"Is there anything else? It's best if it's something magical and has a strong connection with you."

It took ten minutes for Wen Yan to hurriedly come out of Zhang Laoxi's house with a lot of things in his arms.

On the rooftop terrace next door, Pei Tugou leaned out and looked at Wen Yan with a blank expression. He didn't understand what Wen Yan was doing, smashing the neighbor's glass in the middle of the night.

"Brother, come and help me, Zhang Laoxi is dying." Wen Yan saw Pei Tugou and immediately waved to him.

Pei Tugou scratched his head. He had turned into Ah Piao, but he wasn't dead yet?

After thinking about it, Zhang Laoxi was a neighbor after all and had helped before. If there was still hope, he would naturally lend a hand.

If he is really dead, then there is no need to worry. Next time you find the murderer, just kill him easily.

Pei Tugou walked down the outer wall and followed him to Wen Yan.

A few buildings further to the west, Gauss also walked out of the backyard with his mobile phone in hand. He looked at Wen Yan with some confusion and at Zhang Laoxi, who had a talisman on his forehead and was still in his A-Piao state.

Wen Yan ignored him and hurried home.

When he arrived at the basement, Wen Yan took away the things placed in the corner, pushed the shelves to the corner, and then took down all the things on them.

Then he put on his work clothes, picked up his ace, packed the Blood Warm Jade and the Fierce Yang Jade, and even hung the everlasting lantern on his body. He first called Feng Yao and let Zhang Laoxi tell the matter himself. Again.

After guiding them in the direction, they were ready.

Wen Yan put the box on it, and a window suddenly opened on the middle layer of the shelf, on the side next to the wall. It looked like a room.

Wen Yan took one look, immediately took off the box and looked at Zhang Laoxi.

Zhang Laoxi knew what this thing was for after just one glance, and also understood why Wen Yan had not yet had time to speak.

"That should be a room in Buyeo Temple. I drew my first golden talisman here before."

Wen Yan continued to put on the small Taoist robe and the turtle-shaped jade pendant, and all the windows he opened showed Mount Fuyu.

When he opened the window for the third time, he saw a flash of cold light in front of him. The moment he saw the cold light, his hair stood on end and he shouted quickly.

"I'm Wen Yan."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a small sword hanging in front of him, spinning slowly, without touching him, and the sharp force had already stimulated his eyebrows.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, I saw a thin old man walking slowly from a distance.

The old Taoist looked at the window in the room that seemed to be opened out of thin air, at Wen Yan on the other side of the window, and at Zhang Laoxi with the talisman on his forehead, his brows furrowed.

He has never met Wen Yan, but he still knows Zhang Laoxi.

"What's happening here?"

"Greetings to the uncle of the Third Master." Zhang Laoxi said briefly after the ceremony.

The third master's uncle immediately understood what kind of strange object Wen Yan was using, and opened the window to find Zhang Laoxi's body.

"The Kingdom of Ghosts, what kind of ghosts are they? Are they impatient and want to bask in the sun?"

"Can you pass people through this window? Now that you see it, help me."

The uncle of the Third Master was holding on to the window. Just when Wen Yan wanted to lend a hand, he saw that the old man had a flexible body and a soft waist. He slipped out of the window, turned over, and landed on the ground.

The small sword in mid-air circled on its own, fell into the sleeve of the third master's uncle and disappeared.

Wen Yan took down the things on the shelf and continued to put the dog-gnawed wooden sword on the shelf. This time, he saw that the open window was completely dark, and the rich Yin energy roared out along the window.

"This is it." Zhang Laoxi shouted immediately.

As soon as the words fell, the small sword was seen flying out first, rushing towards the darkness, but in an instant, the small sword was at the edge of the window, as if it had encountered an insurmountable wall, stimulating the flashes of light, but it could not get in no matter what.

"It's really a kingdom of ghosts." The third master's uncle's face darkened and he recalled the flying sword.

"His physical body must have been dragged away by someone. Apart from the fixed portal, there is no other way to enter this kind of ghost kingdom. The only way to enter is the ghost spirit. You can protect him while I go and talk to him first."

Wen Yan quickly stopped the third master's uncle.

This uncle of the Third Master obviously chose the path of raising a flying sword, which is extremely lethal, but he definitely has shortcomings in other aspects.

Wen Yan had thought about it before, or in other words, he wanted to get one as soon as he knew about cultivating Taoism and flying swords.

But later I heard someone say that the flying sword method was really troublesome and expensive.

Especially in the early stage, dew is collected and cleaned every day, various materials are refined, nourished and smelted with painstaking efforts, and various spices are needed to nourish the mind. This happens every day, even in the cold and heat.

You still need to have talent in this area. After three years, you can develop a trace of spirituality.

After that, if you want to use your fingers like an arm and follow your heart, you will have to raise it for more than ten years.

If you want to achieve that kind of thought, the sword enters the Qingming, and kills the enemy hundreds of miles away, it only takes twenty or thirty years of effort, no matter how much money you have, no matter how talented you are, you can't even think about it.

The prerequisites for being able to do all this are to be able to endure, be patient, not arrogant or impetuous, have a strong family background, and have extremely high swordsmanship talent.

If you are not a big sect, you don't have the conditions to stay out of work and do this for ten years.

But as long as the day comes when he can draw a sword, he will indeed be very powerful.

Fuyu Mountain is indeed in decline, but it depends on where it started to decline. A few decades ago, if the family could support a disciple to follow the path of flying swords, as the guardian of the mountain gate, there would be no problem.

The day the sword came out, in the rolling mountains around Mount Fuyu, no one with a strong head dared to cause trouble within Mount Fuyu.

You can't bring a flying sword in and expect a sword cultivator to come out of his body. Isn't this using your own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points? It's better to stop it quickly.

"Uncle of the Third Master, I'll do it."

The uncle of the Third Master thought for a while and realized that Fuyu Mountain was indeed a bit out of business. It was just that he could not find a suitable young man for entering the Kingdom of Shadows.

Moreover, Wen Yan is indeed the most suitable.

Just when the third master's uncle wanted to say, "I'm here to help your ghost come out of your body," he saw Wen Yan crawling toward the window with his weapon on his back.

A layer of yang energy circulated around his body, and one hand entered directly into the window.

But the pure weapon he was carrying was blocked, but the ever-burning lamp could enter without any hindrance.

He thought for a while, blessed the pure Jun mace with yang energy, covered it with his own yang energy, turned it into a part of himself, and then stuffed the Fierce Yang Jade directly into his mouth. He swung his body and sank directly into it. In the dark window.

The uncle of the third master watched Wen Yan go in blankly, and was secretly shocked.

Has his blazing sun reached this point?

Just when he was frightened, Zhang Laoxi followed him in.

They were guarding here, and the little zombie brought a mat with a wink.

The uncle of the third master sat on the mat and closed his eyes. The flying sword in his sleeve flew out on its own, like a fish, swimming slowly in the basement, guarding against any unexpected situations.

On the other side, Wen Yan appeared in the darkness, and the sun in his mind began to shine.

It never sets, the effect is fully activated.

The rising sun in your heart will never set and can be immune to some negative effects.

Walking without a day, the effect is also activated.

You can use your physical body to walk in places that the physical body cannot usually go to, and be immune to the environmental damage inherent in those places.

His body seemed to be falling steadily and landed firmly on the ground.

The darkness surrounding him seemed to have been pulled away from the thick black veil, as if it had just fallen into the night and many things could still be seen clearly.

There seemed to be a stream of light emerging from his eyes, and the night vision ability he had gained from taking the snake gall of a beautiful woman began to take effect at this moment.

Although the surrounding light was still the same, the things he saw gradually became clearer.

The strong yin energy around him gave him the feeling that Ah Piao was eroding his body all the time, but there was no need to pay attention to this.

These injuries were all considered environmental injuries, and he was immune to them. He could only sense them.

Now, for the first time, he truly felt what the effect of the immunity entry was like and what it felt like.

No wonder when I first saw the entry for full immunity to the Soul-Eating Beast, the Heavenly Master bluntly said: I can't do it.

The power of this kind of entry is much stronger than the effect of stacked armor.

Unfortunately, it is a conditional immunity.

He looked around, and as far as he could see, there was a wilderness with no weeds. The land looked like the Gobi Desert, but also like ordinary land.

It's a pity that here, the colors seen by the eyes are different from those in the real world, and he can't distinguish them clearly.

He looked back and saw in mid-air, one meter above the ground, a window more than one meter wide, floating there quietly without any fluctuations in power. Even from here, he couldn't see what was on the other side of the window. The scene was also pitch black.

When Zhang Laoxi landed, Wen Yan held the pure weapon in his hand and held the Lieyang Jade in his arms.

"Can you sense where your physical body is? Let's take your physical body back quickly."

Zhang Laoxi landed on the ground, sensed it quietly, and pointed into the distance.

"My physical body seems to be moving..."

"Chase."

Wen Yan didn't talk nonsense. When he appeared in a place like this in the flesh, there was no need to hide it. He was full of yang energy and stood out like a beacon in the dark night.

The most direct way is to rush over as quickly as possible and snatch Zhang Laoxi's body back first, and then talk about the rest later.

He held a pure mace in his hand, exerted force on his waist, and ran wildly in the direction directed by Zhang Laoxi.

After running wildly for a few minutes, I saw a group of ghosts in the wilderness, floating three inches above the ground, moving forward silently with light steps.

As if aware of the strong yang energy behind them, a group of ghosts turned around. Only then did Wen Yan see clearly.

There were ghosts all around the team, but in the middle of the team were four paper figures with blush on their faces, stiff expressions and stiff eyes, all dressed in dark blue paper clothes.

Four paper figures were carrying a bamboo sedan, and a person was slumped on the bamboo sedan.

Wen Yan stimulated Yang Qi and rushed straight through. The ghost behind the team evaporated on the spot when Wen Yan hit him.

The four paper figures also wailed and turned into ashes, and the bamboo sedan fell to the ground.

Wen Yan walked in and frowned. It was not Zhang Laoxi. It seemed that he was a fruit farmer who planted fruit trees on the mountain. There were many fruit trees in Weizhou and it was famous for all kinds of fruits.

In addition to Zhang Laoxi, someone else was actually carried in.

He tried to breathe, but the man was no longer breathing.

Zhang Laoxi from behind followed up, looked at this man, and sighed.

"His body is intact, so his soul should have been imprisoned directly. He might have been killed just now, and he was brought here directly after he was killed.

If his soul can be found, there may be hope.

But his body cannot be taken out. He has no soul. If he is taken out, he will be completely lifeless within half an hour at most.

If you lose your breathing and heartbeat outside for ten minutes, it will be difficult to save you.

In today's terms, if you go outside and your brain is deprived of oxygen for a few minutes, it will begin to cause irreversible damage. "

“Can’t a ventilator work?”

"If we can directly maintain the vitality of his physical body without delay, then there is hope. Now that we have seen it, we can't leave it alone. My physical body should have been taken away long ago. Let's put this person at the entrance first. .”

Wen Yan carried the bamboo sedan and walked as fast as flying. These days, he had reached the second stage of Lieyang Fist training and finally began to strengthen his physical body. It was indeed not stressful to carry a person.

When he came to the window, Wen Yan leaned out of the window and gave a warning to the people outside.

"Let Feng Yao call an ambulance. It's best to bring emergency equipment. Someone has lost breathing and heartbeat."

In less than five minutes, the sound of an ambulance came from outside. Wen Yan sent the person out and stopped talking. He took Zhang Laoxi and ran all the way, heading towards the place where his body was based on Zhang Laoxi's induction.

While walking on the road, Zhang Laoxi looked at Wen Yan. Even if he was on the road, Wen Yan was still carrying the bamboo sedan.

"Aren't you going to throw this thing away?"

“No, the fact that this thing was not burned by my Yang Qi proves that it is either made of paper or real bamboo.

To be able to appear here, there must be something extraordinary. It is the key to their transportation of living creatures, and it must not be left to them.

Moreover, you must have an impression of those paper figures just now.

If you have dealt with these a lot, you should be able to tell where they come from.

When I was working for people in Guanzhong County, I saw the paper figures there.

It is obviously very different from Nanwu County, especially in the details.

They don't use reflective oil paper to tie up paper figures.

Do you know whose hand that paper figure is from? Ordinary paper figures certainly don’t have this effect, right? "

Zhang Laoxi thought about it and nodded.

“Indeed, the paper figurines usually found in funeral supplies stores are burned for the living to see.

According to the rules, those paper figures are not eye-catching and do not use living people as templates.

Naturally, something that costs dozens of dollars cannot have such an effect.

Those paper figures that could carry the sedan were all specially made.

You need to buy the dead person's identity and horoscope first, and then use it as a template to make a paper man.

Then burn it to the buyer, and you will have paper servants.

Here in Nanwu County, I heard that someone seems to have this kind of skill.

But that person shouldn’t be from Weizhou. I’ve only heard of him but never seen him.

This kind of paper figurine is also very expensive to sell, and people in Hong Kong usually buy more of it.

Those who have more money over there are used to having servants at home, and they will naturally have servants after they die. "

"Then do you know this bamboo sedan?"

"I don't know this. This thing shouldn't be bamboo from Nanwu County."

Wen Yan nodded and looked at the size of the bamboo sedan. It was probably too big to fit out of the window, so it couldn't be left here.

Now that it's been dismantled, it probably won't be easy to carry around, so just hold it like this for now and wait until you need it.

Time passed little by little, but this wilderness seemed boundless. Under the guidance of Zhang Laoxi, Wen Yan ran all the way.

Suddenly, Zhang Laoxi stopped and pointed to the side.

"We seem to have passed..."

"I didn't see anything, did you?"

"No, but I feel that my physical body is right here. We have already run through it."

Wen Yan looked at the wilderness, stimulating the blazing sun, but still couldn't see it.

He tried to split it with a pure mace, but it had no effect.

After thinking about it, he took out the ever-bright lamp in his arms. He continuously condensed the blessed Yang Qi onto the wick. Gradually, a small flame suddenly lit up.

The firelight illuminated the darkness. In this colorless world, there was an extra ray of orange, and the soft halo spread slowly.

The surrounding darkness was dispelled, and as the halo spread, a wall beside them also emerged in the light.

In an instant, a huge manor emerged in the wilderness as the darkness faded.

In the silent wilderness, various noisy sounds began to come from the other side of the wall.

"It's inside, the feeling is particularly clear this time."

"Do you have any impression of this kind of place? Or have you heard of it?"

"I heard from elders before that a ghost kingdom once appeared in Zhongyuan County. I heard that it was created by a guy who wanted to rebel but failed.

That guy didn't succeed during his lifetime. After his death, he turned into a ghost and resurrected, but somehow he created a kingdom of ghosts.

There he recruits soldiers, evil ghosts and ghosts. He wants all kinds of things that have been attacked by the Lieyang Department.

In the end, they wanted to counterattack from the Kingdom of Shadows, and the trouble was so big that it became a climate. "

"Then what?"

"Then nothing happened. I don't know what the Lie Yang Department did. They planted a sun in that Yin Soul Kingdom and the whole country was wiped out. Those old antiques know nothing about modern technology. Otherwise, why do you think A Piao from Guanzhong County is so... To be honest, some of them are visiting professors in archeology.”