Skilled in managing a house

Feeling that his energy had increased so much for no reason, Zhang Yu couldn't help being surprised and happy. With Zhang Yu's current cultivation level, not to mention reaching the bottleneck, it is not that easy to improve. True Qi cannot be developed in one day, it requires accumulation or enlightenment. This was Zhang Yu's first time catching up on this kind of thing.

"Kakaka..."

Suddenly, there was another sound, and the sound came from the ground behind Zhang Yu. He subconsciously turned his head and looked over. At a glance, he first saw that the people who formed the Bagua array lay in a large area, at least twenty or thirty, and there were not many left, which was at the eye of the array. Ten people, and a few more. Not only that, even the two black-robed Taoist priests under the big-nosed old Taoist sect fell to the ground.

Dihu seemed to be injured as well, sitting on the ground with one hand covering his left chest.

But what is surprising is that Liang Daji did not lie down, but was sitting on the ground. The clothes he was wearing were already torn and there were blood stains on his body. It seems that it was the sodium-shaped clothing that saved his life.

Zhang Yu understood that they were all injured by the sword shadow that emerged. The power of this sword shadow made the light and shadow on his body dim, which showed its power. It is absolutely reasonable for ordinary people to be unable to block it. For example, the people who survived in the inner circle of the Bagua Array may not have blocked the sword shadow by their ability. It may be because there are only so many sword shadows. After killing all the people in the outer circle, It’s gone.

Of course, Zhang Yu put the red beads into the holes very quickly. Otherwise, God knows whether there would be a second wave of attacks.

Those still alive below seemed to be frightened. The sound of "ka ka ka" sounded, but none of these people reacted. It was Zhenjun Xiao Lin and the big-nosed old man who looked over first. Zhang Yu also looked over and saw a stone statue rising slowly from behind the stone carvings, about five or six meters away.

The stone statue's head was exposed. It didn't need to be exposed too much for Zhang Yu to be able to tell that this stone statue was the founder of his Taoist temple. The entire appearance is lifelike, exactly the same as the previous carvings on the stone wall.

It's just a stone statue rising out of the ground. There is no Taoist boy beside it, but it just rides a big buffalo on its crotch.

"The mechanism is open! This should be the next mechanism!" Zhenjun Xiaolin couldn't help but make an excited voice after the stone statue completely emerged.

"Will this mechanism be opened by bowing down?" the big-nosed old man also said a little excitedly.

"It's very possible!" Zhenjun Xiaolin said.

"I'll go there!" the big-nosed old man said, and stepped towards the stone statue.

It was obvious that he seemed to have decided that the mechanism could be opened by following Zhang Yu's previous method of kneeling before the statue on the stone wall.

And in his heart, an idea arose, that if he knelt down and worshiped this sculpture, he might gain something unexpected.

Although the big-nosed old man is a real person, why shouldn't he take advantage of such a good thing? If it is really good, then it is not the twelve zodiac signs. What does it mean to be both good and evil?

He quickly ran to the statue, imitated Zhang Yu's previous kneeling gesture, knelt down directly on the ground, and then kowtowed.

However, after only two kowtows, sword shadows suddenly appeared from the surrounding area.

Seeing this, Zhenjun Xiaolin hurriedly shouted: "Second brother! Be careful!"

"Swish, brush, brush..." "Brush, brush, brush..."...

More than a dozen sword shadows greeted the big-nosed old man at the same time. Zhenjun Xiaolin hurriedly clapped his palms and shot out two tiger claws.

When the big-nosed old man heard this, his body was immediately covered with the shadow of an ox.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"...

The speed of the sword shadow this time was obviously faster than when it shot at Zhang Yu before.

Even though Zhenjun Xiaolin's two tiger claws could not reach the big-nosed Old Dao's body, the shadow of his sword had already hit the Old Dao's body.

The image of the scalper was torn into pieces after only a few blows.

"ah……"

A hysterical roar came from the mouth of the big-nosed old man. The old man fell forward and stopped moving.

"Second brother! Second child!"

Although the twelve zodiac signs were plastic friendships, after seeing the big-nosed old man lying down in front of True Lord Xiao Lin, he let out a cry of grief and rushed over quickly.

Maybe it was because of the grief of death, or maybe it was for other reasons. In short, Zhenjun Xiaolin's reaction when he saw the death of the old Taoist definitely didn't look like he was pretending.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this. In his opinion, the mechanism should be opened by kneeling down. But this time, why didn't it work?

He immediately followed the Yuxu rope to the ground and ran over quickly.

After hearing the screams of the big-nosed old man, other people also reacted from their previous fear. When they saw that the big-nosed old man was also dead, they were even more confused.

Zhang Yu ran to the big-nosed old Taoist after Zhenjun Xiaolin. He could immediately see that there were three obvious wounds on the old Taoist's back. Blood was still flowing out, staining the apricot-yellow Taoist robe. .

Everyone can be sure that the Taoist robe worn by the old Taoist is by no means ordinary, it must be a first-class robe. Such robes cannot block the sword shadow just now, which shows how powerful the sword shadow is.

"Second Brother, Second Brother! I know you want to take advantage, and I didn't say I would argue with you...but...you, you...you are too impulsive..." Zhenjun Xiaolin said sadly.

When Zhang Yu saw this, he said in his heart, since the person who just went to kneel and worship was not me, if it were me, I would probably be dead by now.

It's just that he can't figure it out, why can't he kneel down this time? Could it be that the big-nosed old man is dishonest?

But I’ve never heard that agencies have such identification capabilities, right?

He unconsciously looked at the statue again. This time, the distance was much closer than when he was on top of the sword, and he could see it more clearly.

He could generally see that there seemed to be something carved on the body of the big buffalo. It looked like words, but the distance was not enough, and he didn't seem to recognize it.

Zhang Yu immediately said: "Master, I see that there are words carved on the body of the cow below. Do you think it is..."

Upon hearing this, Zhenjun Xiaolin immediately turned to look at the big buffalo. After looking at it, he immediately walked towards the statue.

Zhang Yu also walked over and took a few steps. This time he could see clearly. The writing was ancient writing, and Zhang Yu really didn’t recognize it. Unexpectedly, Zhenjun Xiaolin actually smiled bitterly at this time, "Hahahaha...hehehehe...what kind of mechanism is this..."

"Why are you laughing?" Zhang Yu asked in confusion.

Zhenjun Xiaolin said helplessly: "It is written on the cow that those who kneel down will die..."

"Huh?" When Zhang Yu heard this, his mouth immediately opened, and he secretly said in his heart, there is still such a routine.

Facts have proved that sometimes one really cannot make the first impression. How unjust it must have been for the Lord Yishan to die.

Among the remaining people who were still alive, two black-robed Taoist priests slowly walked over to inspect the body of the old Taoist with a big nose. Others came one after another behind Zhenjun Xiao Lin.