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Qian Baolai's words aroused the agreement of many people present. It is true that everyone came here for the first place, but now they can't compare with Shang Qing, so it is not impossible to compete for second or third place.

Shang Qing himself didn't care, but the question was, "Do you have the final say?" Don't wait until he releases his ghost before punishing him with another violation.

At this moment, Shao Yan hurried over. With the time spent just now, he ran out and found the old Taoist priest who was leading the team.

The old Taoist priest was running out of breath, "I, I have the final say..." He looked at Shang Qing, with a bit of relief on his wrinkled face, "Young people are scary, my little Taoist friend is really young and promising, good!"

He looked at everyone, "Fellow Daoist Zhou has a high level of cultivation and has captured all the ghosts by himself, so he should be the first place in this competition. But since all the fellow Taoists want to continue the competition, the old Taoist is here to witness and ask Friend Zhou to release the ghosts again." , everyone can play again."

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said with a smile, "I have just reported this matter to the head brother, and he has no objection."

All the magicians present felt that their faces were dishonored, but there was nothing they could do. The first place reward in this competition is an Onmyoji horoscope, and the second and third place rewards are also very precious. They are really unwilling to quit.

Even the three brothers Wang and Jin got up from the ground, waiting for Shang Qing to release the ghost so that they could compete again.

Speaking of this, Shang Qing naturally had no objection, and the left and right hexagram plates were already in hand. So he took out the soul-raising bottle, released the ghosts, and the game started again. Only Grandpa Wu Guo refused to come out while holding the soul nourishing bottle, saying that he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Shang Qing didn't bother to argue with him, so he just let him go.

The rest of the people ran away after the ghost, while the old Taoist priest and Shang Qing stayed where they were waiting, and Shao Yan, who voluntarily gave up his qualification for the competition.

It was quite pleasant for the three of them to eat and drink under the moonlight.

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from the forest, and the three of them stood up suddenly!

After a while, the old Taoist priest began to tremble, "This, this is the soul-destroying art! The ghosts who have been hit by this technique will fly away! Who can do such a cruel thing?"

Shang Qing and Shao Yan had already rushed towards the direction where the shout came from, but there was no one here, only sporadic breath remained.

Shang Qing pinched his fingers and tried his best to gather a few strands of the remaining soul, but he was unable to save it. Once the Soul Losing Art is played, there is no chance of the soul surviving.

Shao Yan's face turned pale, "These are all good ghosts... Moreover, it's just a competition. How can we compete if our souls have been scattered?"

Shang Qing suddenly smiled coldly, "I finally understand why they insisted on me releasing the ghost again!"

Shao Yan was startled, "You mean, someone is targeting these ghosts?"

Just as Shang Qing was about to say something, several more screams suddenly came out. The two of them looked at each other and rushed over without caring about anything else.

However, just after running halfway, there was a rustle in the forest, and the plum fruit came out. It was hard to see her expression clearly in the middle of the night, and he could only smell the strong smell of blood coming from her body. The girl simply pointed forward and said, "He's running ahead. Two of you, hurry up and catch up!"

Shang Qing nodded and chased after him in the direction!

A dark cloud drifted over and covered the moon. It was almost impossible to see in this deserted mountain and old forest. Shao Yan took out a flashlight from his backpack and illuminated it.

After chasing for who knows how long, Shang Qing suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Shao Yan didn't know what he saw, but he didn't dare to hold him back, so he had no choice but to catch up with him and shine the light. Only then did he see two people in front of him holding a ghost hostage. At this time, one of the two people was holding a strange magic weapon, and the other was holding a talisman. They didn't know what to do with the ghost.

Shang Qing pinched his fingers and said quickly: "Tiangang is the righteous path, and the evil spirits will retreat!"

A bright electric light was like lightning, hitting the magic weapon. The person holding the magic weapon screamed, covering his hands and rolling in pain.

But the first reaction of the other person was not to save his companion, but to stick the talisman in his hand to the ghost!

The talisman is full of blazing energy. If a ghost is attached to it, the ghost will be disabled even if it is not dead!

Shang Qing didn't have time to think too much, so he picked up a stone, wrapped it in spiritual energy and threw it out - with a thud, the stone hit the other person's head, and the person immediately threw himself to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

He pulled the ghost over, and it turned out that he was captured by the soul-destroying array before. This ghost still knew Shang Qing, and said weakly: "I saw two people breaking up several ghosts. They also had accomplices, and... What else can you say about Tianrenhui..."

"Tianrenhui?" Shao Yan was surprised, "It's actually them..."

Shang Qing put the ghost into the soul-nurturing bottle and let him take a good rest. He turned around and asked Shao Yan, "What kind of Tianrenhui?"

Shao Yan hurriedly said: "There are all lunatics in the Tianren Association. They believe that humans are the masters of all spirits, and cultivators should stand at the top of mankind. They are very dissatisfied with the current situation in which ordinary people are the mainstay in the world, and they feel that the current mystical arts The world is too gentle towards the Yin Hun, they feel that those who are not from my race must have different hearts, and all the Yin Hun demons should be killed."

"So, they like to create chaos everywhere, because chaos can re-create hierarchy and order." At this point, Shao Yan frowned, "I heard from Master that they had a conflict with Tianren Society seven years ago, and Tianren Society's vitality It was a serious injury, and it rarely came out after that. It actually appeared again this time!"

Shang Qing nodded, "As you said, Tianrenhui may have come prepared, and there should be some of their people lurking here."

Shao Yan: "Well, we must find them, otherwise all the ghosts here will be in danger!"

Shang Qing looked up at the sky and said, "Let's go."

The two of them searched the forest with one foot deep and the other shallow. Shang Qing asked in a low voice: "Did you find anything?"

Fu Lianzhi's voice sounded, "There are indeed many people in the forest, and their auras are unpredictable. They must have brought magic weapons to hide their whereabouts. Many ghosts also discovered the danger and hid."

Shang Qing nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

I don't know how long they searched, but they couldn't find anyone from the Tianren Society. Seeing that Shao Yan was sweating from exhaustion, Shang Qing took the initiative and said, "Let's find a place to rest. There's no rush."

Shao Yan smiled helplessly, his physical strength was really holding him back.

The two of them were on their way and saw a dilapidated hut. They didn't know if it was built by the forest guard or something, but now it was just used as a resting place.

The house was built of stone bricks. From the outside, it looked like it was half collapsed and had been abandoned for decades. When the two went in and took a look, they discovered that this was not a hut, but a small temple.

There is a stone statue on the shrine, which may be the local land god or mountain god. Such small temples are usually built by local people to worship local gods, which is quite common.

The temple had been abandoned for many years. The grass on the ground was half a person's height. There were holes on the four walls. Shao Yan walked around for a long time, trying to find a place to put his things.

Shang Qing yawned, "What are you doing with all that effort?" He raised his foot and kicked the entire shrine down with a clang, "Isn't this just a table?"

The stone statue rolled down, and the shrines scattered on the ground, turning into a pile of rotten wood.

Shao Yan was so frightened that his scalp exploded, "How can you be disrespectful to the statue of God!" He hurriedly helped the stone statue, and he couldn't help but apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he didn't mean it. You sir have a lot of money, forgive me. His unintentional mistake..."

Then he quickly took some incense from his backpack and lit it, as well as melon and fruit offerings.

Shang Qing tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Why are you panicking? I was the one chasing those bad guys all over the place, while they just sat on the shrine and watched. If they wanted to worship, they also worshiped me."

Shao Yan jumped up and covered his mouth, "Please stop saying a few words!"

Shang Qing grabbed a handful of snacks and chewed them, looking at the statue with an expressionless expression.

He once worshiped gods and Buddhas so devoutly.

But that was a previous life.

Later, the ghost veins were opened, the Yin Qi leaked out, the Yin evil was rampant, and everyone in the occult world was in danger. The master and his brothers and sisters locked him up at home and went to seal the ghost veins, but no one came back.

He visited all the statues of the Qingfeng Sect, but none of them responded to him. Later, he dug out the forbidden technique that his master had never allowed him to see, and found a usable method from it.

That day, he smashed all the idols, changed into new clothes, and then used all his cultivation and flesh and blood as sacrifices to seal the ghost veins.

It would be fine if he was left to die, but since he was given a new life, he understood that these mud tires were unreliable, and it was better to rely on them than on himself.

There was a cold touch on my right hand, as if it was being held by someone. Shang Qing came back to his senses and narrowed his eyes, "Relax, don't you know how cold you are?"

There was a chuckle in his ear, and a hint of coolness brushed the side of his face.

Shang Qing's face darkened. Fu Liengzhi slapped something on his face. Could it be that he kissed him?

At this time, Shao Yan had already arranged a spacious place, and this person even brought an alcohol pot with instant noodles cooked in it.

He put the statue far away, then pulled Shang Qing to sit down and stuffed a red apple like a child, for fear that this person would kick the statue again.

The firelight reflected a warm yellow color, and the instant noodles were not nutritious but the aroma was overpowering. In this ruined temple with air leakage everywhere, it created a lively atmosphere of "dinner is ready".

Shao Yan stirred the noodles in the pot and smiled unconsciously, "It would be great if I brought a few green vegetables and threw them in..."

There was a loud swallowing sound, and a voice continued: "Well, if we have food, can we have some food?"

The two of them looked up at the same time and saw a group of people crowded at the door, watching eagerly. It was Li Ziguo who spoke, holding a handful of wild vegetables in his hand.

Taking a closer look, this group of people all had bruises and wounds on their bodies!

Shao Yan: "Come in quickly! What's wrong with you?"

Li Ziguo limped in and saw a large scratch on her leg. "It's not like those grandsons from the Tian Renhui! They came this time. Many people came and besieged us together. If I hadn't run so fast, I would have almost let him down." Beat them to death!”

Others also talked about it, and they all encountered the siege of Tianrenhui, at least five or six people.

Shang Qing was surprised, "You were all besieged? Why wasn't I?" Although he met two people, it was not so much that he was besieged, but that he chased them and beat them up.

Cao Muxing said angrily: "Master Zhou, you are so powerful. There are so many of us who can't compare to you. How can the people of Tianrenhui not think of besieging you?"

The other people's faces paled, and they all felt that what Cao Muxing said was unpleasant. How to put it, before they were competitors for the Onmyoji horoscope, but now that Tianren is here, they should naturally become a team, and they still need to have this awareness.

However, just when they thought Shang Qing would be angry, they saw the young man nodding, "That's right, I am indeed powerful."

Everyone: "..."

Cao Muxing was so angry that his nose was crooked. This man was even more shameless than him!

Everyone had a meal of instant noodles, and one of them said: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, now that Tian Renhui has appeared, there is no secret conspiracy, and we cannot let it go. We will listen to you on what to do next."

Others had no objection. Although Shang Qing was young, he was the one with the highest cultivation level present.

Shang Qing did not refuse, "Okay, let's take care of the wounds and rest for a while. We will set off to find the people from Tianrenhui in a moment. Taoist priest Yunxu must have received the news now, and reinforcements will arrive soon."

Everyone understood this truth, and they meditated, bandaged, and concentrated on preparing for the next battle.

Shao Yan squatted aside and patted his pocket happily. Fortunately, the master gave him an amulet before leaving, and even if it couldn't help him, it wouldn't hold him back. Just as he was thinking about it, he felt an unkind look.

Turning around, he saw Cao Muxing looking at him angrily, "What do you mean by patting your pocket?"

Shao Yan: "?"

Cao Musing: "Are you laughing at me for being snatched away by Zhou Shangqing?"

Shao Yan: "??"

Cao Muxing: "I tell you, for thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

Shao Yan: "..."

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