Taoist chanting

Every extra blood meal that the evil thing feeds will be a great disadvantage to them.

The flesh and blood of the acquired martial artist is exactly what the evil thing nourishes.

"Captain Qi, Captain He, you don't move for now, wait for me to send a signal, and then form a magic circle and rush in!"

"As ordered!"

The two captains clasped their fists in response, restraining their subordinates to get ready.

Wu Ganping drew his sword out of its sheath, his face as solemn as iron, and shouted: "Law enforcement guard, follow me to punish evil!"

Fu Gujing and Yun Qiuhe drew their swords and followed closely behind.

This time is completely different from the last time I went to the lake to investigate and set fires.

The three of them formed the "Three Talents of Grabbing the Fire Formation", leaping like flying, full of murderous aura, Zhang Wenfeng still followed behind, he believed that Principal Wu would not be easily sent to death.

Just now, I heard Lao Fu communicate with him alone, and analyzed the two methods of killing evil things.

They all have to use the word "mountain" to suppress evil spirits, jade chapters and official treasures. Even if they do not hesitate to damage the roots of the place, they must kill the evil things on the spot. Otherwise, waiting for the evil things to break through the seal and escape will cause endless disasters.

No matter how you analyze it, there is no mention of the evil thing breaking the seal, which will be detrimental to them.

It should be that Dean Wu has other means to protect everyone's safety?

The four of them passed through the smoke and flames, and soon they came to the poplar forest on the east side of the lake that had been cut down. The ancient poplar tree in the middle, with its branches drooping thousands of times, seemed extremely listless.

Wu Ganping stood twenty feet away, pointing at Jian Feng: "Are you going to surrender or not?"

"Boy, you still don't give up, you are still dreaming of wishful thinking, stop dreaming, come to me if you feel like it, let's have a chat."

The voice was the same as before, sneering and sarcastic, and there was no sign that it was breaking the seal.

"Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you. Remember, it was an evil thing that murdered you. If you are wronged, you have a debtor, so go find it!"

Wu Ganping ignored the provocation from the evil thing, and held the official treasure jade badge in the palm of his left hand, which glowed with lavender light.

Hua flowed from the face to his palm, and before the fight, he did not forget to provoke a few words, and without warning, he swung his sword towards the ancient poplar tree twenty feet away.

The formation connects the three spirit machines, needless to say, the other two wield their swords at the same time.

The three sword lights seem to be in line with the Dao of Heaven and Earth, implying mystery, the lavender light only flashes, and the three swords merge into one.

The sword light shone through the air, and the roar was sharp.

In an instant, the dark root of the ancient poplar tree, which had lived for an unknown number of years, was struck by a sword.

Amidst the loud bang, debris and dark green sap splashed, and black air spewed out from the bark pits, trying to compete with the sword light that was chopped at the roots of the tree.

The flame suddenly rose, rose from the roots, and burned the whole tree.

The black air intertwined and collided with the crimson flames and the blazing sword light, making a violent "squeak" sound, and the mist rose and rolled.

Countless branches whizzing and whipping at the three of them caught fire, twisting and retracting in the air, the smell was foul, and there were noisy "squeaks" and howlings of ghosts from the flames.

The unknown number of ghosts and spirits stored in the ancient poplar trees disappeared in the fire.

The black air was consumed rapidly, and the fire became more intense and ferocious.

"Let's go to Hezhou and destroy the original image of the evil thing."

Wu Ganping no longer cared about the life and death of the ancient poplar sprite, and went around to the side.

With the help of the official treasure and the sword he struck out, he had already sentenced the ancient poplar tree to death. This is called "Ming Zheng Dian Xing".

Even if the poplar spirit can survive, it will become a rootless duckweed, and its vitality will be severely damaged.

Black tree roots as thick as snakes drilled out of the ground, sometimes violently attacking the four of them.

The ancient poplar tree is like a centipede, dead but not stiff, tentatively blocking the footsteps of the four.

Either wrapped around or beaten or thrown, was disintegrated and cut off by the four people wielding their swords casually.

Most of the dry reeds on the river island were burned, and the fireworks continued, all the way to the lake. The ground of the lake island, which had been burnt to white ground, exposed a black hole that slanted downward, and it was cold in the sun.

Wu Ganping stepped on the ashes and walked around the entrance of the cave, holding the jade chapter and counting, using the official treasure to calculate the luck of the trip.

However, no matter how he calculates, it will be a mixed situation with different people.

Whether it is life or death, he is not at all sure.

I sighed in my heart, since it is unavoidable and I must face the evil, then go forward bravely.

Wu Ganping's face didn't change a bit, and he used his spiritual sense to explore the bottom of the cave for a while, but he couldn't get to the bottom.

He turned his head and raised the jade badge he was holding in his left hand, and shouted: "Brothers are of one heart, their benefits can cut through gold, please let go of all selfish thoughts at this moment, let's go in and come out after our lives!"

What he said was categorical, putting life and death at risk.

In the past, whether it was for the sake of the sect or for his own great future, he let go of all the sophistication and small calculations that he consciously or unconsciously had in the past, at this moment.

In his position and in his administration, he is also a responsible and decisive man.

A man can do something and not do something.

If you don't go back, you don't go back!

At this moment, he felt that his Dao heart had never been firmer than before.

Three streaks of lavender brilliance flashed from the seal of the jade seal, and were respectively cast on the tokens hanging on the waists of Fu, Yun, and Zhang.

He blessed the three of them with the official treasure purple energy, so that all evils will not invade for half an hour, and it also has many magical functions for body protection.

"kill!"

Wu Ganping swung his sword forward and rushed in recklessly.

Fu Gujing and Yun Qiuhe guarded the left and right, and rushed to kill without hesitation, the three of them were as fierce as a rainbow.

Zhang Wenfeng's heart was a little beating. He was not in the formation formed by the three. He was just a "Guest Law Enforcement Guard" and hadn't had time to integrate into their small team.

But the arrow is on the string, and he has to launch it. He must also rush into the unknown and dangerous cave, and he cannot shrink back.

He could only recite the scriptures silently in his heart and ask the Taoist ancestor to bless him.

Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun! .

Chapter 102: Incense Wishing Power Bureau Middle Game

Circling down, except for the dirt a few feet in front, there are actually rock steps below, which are almost spotless after wiping and cleaning, and even the traces of filing and chiseling that have lasted for a long time are still clearly visible.

Originally thought that the place was cold and damp, weird, but it didn't exist at all.

The air is fresh, with a slight scent like sandalwood.

Wu Ganping, who was rushing forward, slowed down unconsciously. What kind of weird situation is this?

Why is it completely inconsistent with the painting style he imagined, and it is also incompatible with the brutal method of making zombies alive by blood sacrifice villagers, and driving bone monsters and ghosts to block the fight to the death.

"Be careful! Keep the altar clear!"

Wu Ganping reminded the companions behind by sound transmission that he had official treasures to protect him, but he was accidentally assassinated by evil spirits with incense and fire magic.

Zhang Wenfeng saw that Fu and Yun were shining with brilliance, he silently blessed the "Qingmu Huabo Technique" to the maximum, and with a flash of inspiration, he looked inside the eight seal script Chinese characters flowing in golden light on the ancient book of nothingness in the sea of ​​knowledge.

The sound of reciting mysterious scriptures resounded, faintly echoing in the sea of ​​consciousness, like the tide rising and falling, and disappearing in an instant, his heart suddenly calmed down.

Without the protection of the magic weapon, he thought of this method instead.

Follow the cautious footsteps ahead, set foot in the depths of more than ten feet underground, and arrive at the old lair of prostitution and evil ways.

This is an underground temple building decorated with simple animal patterns, which is different from the current style.

The stone lintel plaque, about ten feet long, is brown-black in color, with several bright yellow and strange characters engraved on it.

There is not much space inside the temple, and it is almost clear from the outside.

Above the altar in the middle, sits a stone statue that was broken and then pieced together and repaired. Many parts are incomplete. It seems that all the fragments were not found, especially the left eye is incomplete, leaving a black cracked hole. , making the entire majestic stone statue look a bit hideous and scary.

On both sides of the temple, there are two large brass vats with complex patterns, and brass ever-burning lamps are lit on the stone walls.

What is particularly eye-catching is the copper coins and silver ingots placed one after another on the ground, shining brightly under the light.

Directly in front of the altar stone statue, sat cross-legged a man wearing a dark yellow robe and a strange bun, with his back to the crowd and facing a dark copper-colored cauldron as tall as a person.

The elegant scent of incense wafts out from the gap in the lid of the dark copper smelting tripod.

Regarding the arrival of the four people, the man ignored them, and Da Cici sat like that, only saying "Come", a greeting full of reverberating sounds, as if old acquaintances who hadn't seen each other for a long time reunited.

It's weird to start doing it without meeting each other.

"Golden Nishan Temple."

Yun Qiuhe, a girl who likes to learn a little bit about everything, recognized the strange characters on the plaque with half guesswork, and the three of them said via sound transmission: "This is a place in the south that was wiped out by our Da'an Dynasty more than 500 years ago called 'Fan Dynasty'." According to the official text, this underground temple should have been secretly built by the remnants of the Fan Dynasty."

After the Fan Dynasty was wiped out, Taoism once carried out a large-scale demolition of temples, clearing up all kinds of temples and gods that did not belong to Taoism in the territory, and establishing the status of Taoism.

Wu Qianping knew it, and suddenly shouted at the man whose back was turned to the crowd: "The remnants of the Fan Dynasty, you can catch them before you hang your hands!"

These words meant that he knew the other party's details, and it was a pretense to attract the other party's attention.

Wu Ganping unceremoniously slashed at the man's back with his sword. He probed and found out that the man had majestic mana in his body and was under great suppression at this moment.

The second mountain talisman that suppresses the seal of the word "mountain" in the temple is wearing away at an extremely fast speed.

How dare he waste too much time, even if he can't figure out the other party's intentions, since he has already found the lair of the evil way and met him face to face, he should be polite, of course he should strike first!

Whether the other party pretends to be profound or has another purpose, it is impossible to be kind anyway.

Instead of letting the evil thing break out and face it again, it is better to fight while the opponent is being suppressed.

Fu Gujing and Yun Qiuhe followed with their swords.

Before stepping into the threshold of this underground temple, the three sword lights turned into a magnificent sword, cutting through the air to the man whose back was facing them and couldn't move, the dark copper refining tripod, and the repaired statue on the altar .

A sword that was unleashed with all its strength condensed the air in this small world.

Guan Bao suppressed the victory and used the formation method to connect the energy, so that the three of them joined forces to strike a sword, which far exceeded the strength that Yuan Qi Realm could achieve, and its power was no small matter.

"How dare you use such a small skill to shame people!"

There was a hint of contempt and disdain in that voice, and a dark yellow light shot out from the remaining right eye of the stone statue. Like a rope without substance shaking, it turned into endless circles of large and small, facing the domineering one who was attacking from outside the door. sword.

Seeing the opponent's strange tactics, Wu Qianping slashed to the end with his sword, and shouted: "Slash!"

The two points of strength he retained spewed out.

Zhang Wenfeng recited the first chapter of "Tao Te Ching" silently in his heart, obviously his heart was pounding with fear, but his mood was calm.

He was at the back, did not attack, and he had no means to attack the men and stone statues in the temple, so he chose to protect the three of them.

This underground mountain temple is full of weirdness and strangeness.

In fact, he didn't want to get involved at all, and he always stayed away from things he was not sure about.

Watching the dark yellow light driven by the sword light and the evil thing collide in the sky behind the man, "chi chi" several times, those dark yellow lights turned out to be superficial and vulnerable.

Jian Guang cut through layers of rope light and shadow effortlessly.

The light inside the temple is so bright that it is like daylight outside, and all objects are clearly visible.

"Bang... bang... kach", Jian Guang was the first to slash the repaired stone statue high above the altar.

Split in two, the ugly and hideous stone statue collapsed to both sides, and then the sword light struck the dark copper smelting cauldron that was taller than a person, making a series of friction and ear-piercing noises, accompanied by shrill screams, it seemed that there was something hidden in the smelting cauldron , Submerged in the piercing sound, Jian Guang finally struck on the back of the still sitting still.

The unreserved blow cut the man to pieces.

"Boom", the remaining sword light fell on the flat rocky ground, creating a deep mark, and the force surged.

All the silver ingots, copper coins, and shattered gravel were thrown into the air in a neat arrangement, as if they were arranged in some kind of formation.

Some of the projectiles were embedded in the top and the stone walls on both sides, as dense as raindrops, they hit violently, and then fell down.

The small mountain temple was almost overturned.

The four brass water tanks rolled to the ground, and the silver ingots, copper coins, and gravel splashed and fell, making a "bang dang dang" sound.

The water-like dark yellow mist poured out from the copper vat that fell to the ground, and the mist dispersed, covering the dusty mountain temple with clouds and mist, like a misty fairyland.

"This is……"

Wu Ganping slashed his sword, seeing the result in front of him, he was stunned.

The stone statue of the mountain god was completely shattered, the refining cauldron was split in two, and the man was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

Why did he find it so ridiculous?