Maoshan ghost hunter

The true spirit is gone, and the magic talisman is useless...

Ye Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and immediately drew another soul-gathering talisman. When he chanted the mantra, he sacrificed a trace of mana remaining in his body, which caused the chaos of the stellar energy. He spit out a mouthful of blood, but he ignored it and chanted the mantra again

It failed again.

Ye Shaoyang took out the third talisman.Yuan Bao saw the clue, grabbed Ye Shaoyang, and said: "You are injured, don't do anything else! His true spirit has already dissipated!"

Ye Shaoyang pushed him away, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed another mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue, and drew a third talisman...

Although Yuan Bao didn't know Taoist spells, he pressed his shoulders and sent a wave of Gang Qi to help him.

"Quick, quick, light up, don't go out..."

Ye Shaoyang stared eagerly at the runes on the talisman, feeling extremely nervous.

This time, the illuminated runes finally did not go out!

The last trace of true spirit of the paper figurine was attached to the talisman.

Thank goodness!

Ye Shaoyang immediately found the red thread, wrapped the talisman around it, and with a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth, he squeezed the talisman tightly, and said, "Stay at ease, I will find a way to save you. Also, don't worry, I will definitely take care of this matter." Check it out, I will definitely settle this account!"

Although the true spirit was collected, but as the original spirit body paper man was destroyed, Ye Shaoyang didn't know how to help him to be reborn, and he would only talk about it after going to the island.

Glancing at the Taoist priest who was sailing the boat, Ye Shaoyang said coldly: "The Xuankong Temple must give me an explanation!"

The Taoist came over with a serious expression, and said, "These two water demons usually calm down after swallowing food. I don't know what happened today."

Ye Shaoyang said: "With one sentence, the responsibility has been pushed away?"

"Xuankong Temple doesn't need to shirk responsibility." The Taoist's tone was very flat, "As long as you do it, there is nothing you dare not admit."

"The tone is not small."

"Xuankong Monastery has always been like this." The Taoist looked at him and said, "I will report this matter to Master when I get back, and I will notify you once the results of the investigation are found."

Ye Shaoyang took out the bandage and medicinal wine from his backpack, cleaned the wound on his left arm, and thought about the whole thing from the beginning, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he felt:

This time of distress, although the process was very short and I didn't suffer too much harm, it was almost the most dangerous experience I had ever experienced. If it wasn't for Zhi Ling desperately saving himself, I'm afraid he would be dead by now.

Yuan Bao slapped his forehead and said, "When those two water monsters swam over to eat, I seemed to see a mark on the back of their foreheads. I thought they were hit by some kind of talisman, maybe they were cursed?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded. He had long thought that these two water demons might be driven by a spell as puppets.

Just from the fact that one of them sprayed water and the other immediately swept away the boat, it was enough to show that the whole thing was a conspiracy, otherwise such a high degree of tacit understanding would not have been possible.

"But based on this alone, it's hard to judge who did it. Brother Ye, among the people who came to Xuankong Temple, is there anyone who has a grudge against you?"

"It's estimated that many people don't want me to come here."

Yuan Bao said: "But unless there is a deep hatred, or you must not be allowed to go to the island, otherwise I dare not kill you. After all, if the matter is revealed, the consequences will be disastrous."

His words gave Ye Shaoyang a hint. After thinking about it seriously, there was only one name left in his mind: Yujizi!

Chapter 1374 Wind Cave 1

Ling Yuxuan and Yuchenzi all died at his own hands. Yujizi must have hated him to death, but morally he couldn't attack him clearly. Besides... there was another more important reason: because of Daoism.

Daofeng destroyed Kunlun Daozong, and took away the treasure of Zhenshan, the Taiqing Talisman. The shame brought by destroying the family and seizing the treasure is better than everything else. Dai Tian.

It is obvious that I came to Xuankong Temple to help Daofeng. For Yu Jizi, that is a huge hidden danger...

Perhaps, even Chen Lu was caught by him.

However, the existing evidence can't prove the truth. Ye Shaoyang gritted his teeth and decided to investigate to the end. If it was really done by Yu Jizi or other Kunlun faction, he must make them pay the price.

Looking at his drenched body, he was in a state of embarrassment. Fortunately, everything in his belt and backpack had been put into the suitcase in advance, otherwise it would be ruined by soaking in water.

"Brother Ye, wipe your face."

Yuan Bao took out a towel from his suitcase and handed it over.

Ye Shaoyang took the towel and wiped his dripping hair.

"It's a good thing you're okay, otherwise I really don't know how to see my brother."

Yuan Bao said, "Brother Ye, I'm right, you really suffered a bloody disaster today."

After drying his hair, Ye Shaoyang raised his eyes and saw that the boat was still some distance away from Penglai Island, so he asked Yuan Bao to watch over him, sat down cross-legged, and began to breathe.

I don't know what will happen after I go to the island, so I still have to recover some mana.

At the end of a week, Ye Shaoyang raised his eyes and saw that the ship was passing through the clouds and fog, getting closer and closer to the island.

After a while, he was able to roughly see the situation on the island. From a general point of view, it was no different from ordinary islands. There were many mountains. On the highest mountain, Ye Shaoyang saw a palace-like building, like a dragon, along the Circling up the ridge.

At the highest point on the top of the mountain, which is the end of the mountain road, is a cliff as straight as a knife. A hall with blue bricks and red tiles is built on the top of the mountain. It feels like falling into the cliff, I really don't know how it was built.

On the right side of the main hall, there is a slender and exquisite pagoda. The red outer wall is covered with golden runes, which can be seen clearly from far away.

"No wonder it's called Xuankong Temple!" Ye Shaoyang suddenly realized that it was indeed a Taoist temple built in midair.

At this time, the boat had docked, and the Taoist got off the boat without saying a word, and led the way ahead.

Ye Shaoyang and Yuan Bao followed behind, along a road paved with bluestone slabs, to the front of the mountain gate.

Looking at the building in front of him, Ye Shaoyang couldn't help but feel a little emotional: Xuankong Temple is almost in the same position as a "sacred place" in the world of magic. He has heard about it for more than ten years, and today he finally has the opportunity to see it.

Standing directly opposite, you can see the entire trend of the Xuankong Temple. It is said to be a Taoist temple, but it is many times larger than ordinary Taoist temples: starting from the mountain, the palace wall spreads all the way, and every time it reaches a flat ground, there is a closed one. Building, and then the palace wall turned around and folded down to a mountain flat.

A round of daylight, hanging in the southeast, looks like it is on the edge of the mountain. The sun passes through the clouds and mist, and shines obliquely on the pagoda and palace walls, reflecting a faint purple air, covering the Taoist temple. above.

Ye Shaoyang couldn't hold back anymore, took out the yin-yang disk, and fiddled with his fingers on the astrolabe according to the mountain situation and architectural pattern in front of him, and finally stopped, his eyes scanned the nine palace astrolabe one by one, and he sucked in a breath of air.

"What's the matter, brother Ye, how is the Feng Shui here, tell me!"

Yuan Bao was in high spirits.

The two sects of Buddhism and Taoism have their own strengths in terms of techniques. Fengshui is naturally the Taoist school's best skill, while Buddhism is good at spells such as supernatural powers. Therefore, Yuan Bao can only see that the Fengshui situation here is very powerful, but he doesn't know it.

"This is a Nine Locks Purple Qi Panlong Bureau! It is one of the best Fengshui bureaus. No wonder people say that there is a fairy mountain in Penglai. Although it is not a fairy mountain, it is definitely a good place to practice. I want to practice here for decades. It’s hard not to be a celestial master!”

Yuan Bao heard Ye Shaoyang boasting so much, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Is it really so powerful?"

"The mountains here are close to the sea, and the walls are tens of thousands of feet high. It gathers the true essence of the world and gathers the atmosphere from all directions. It is a treasure land of geomantic omen. Look at this..." Ye Shaoyang pointed to the palace wall on the mountain, and said:

"The shape of this dragon is called an iron-backed horned dragon. As for the houses on the nine nodes, they are called 'keel needles', which are used to lock this dragon. There are nine in total, so it is called 'Nine Locks Chain', Surrounded by mountains and rivers, purple air comes from the east..."