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In a flash of ghostly light, the black smoke summoned by the Taoist priest poured out from the roof, and the billowing smoke mixed with the incomplete figure of the Taoist priest flew around him.

The Taoist priest opened his eyes in the black smoke, frowned and looked around, and put his hands together and pinched a seal.

"Close!"

After a low drink, the black smoke moved in response, slightly dispersed outward, and turned into several strands that rolled towards the Taoist priest, as if they were going to follow the black hole wound of the Taoist priest and return to the Taoist priest's body. When the black smoke flew close to the Taoist priest and was about to enter the Taoist priest's wound, I saw that two of them changed their direction slightly, and they actually bypassed the Taoist priest's wound, and attached to the intact parts of the Taoist priest's body one after the other, and the other few strands also staggered the Taoist priest's body and flew around, as if they were about to escape.

The Taoist priest seemed to know this, and he didn't panic, and the law in his hands changed continuously, and his hands turned into a phantom, as if countless hands suddenly appeared at that moment. Just for an instant, he barely had time to blink his eyes, and the Taoist priest changed countless seals in a row, according to Li Chuyi's silent number in his heart and his understanding of the Taoist priest's usual spells, it is estimated that there are at least hundreds of more than them.

After the last law decision was decided, the Taoist priest snorted coldly with a flat face.

"Seal!"

The voice of the Taoist priest sounded, but the initial sound was not loud but gradually turned into a rolling sound wave in the air, lingering, countless ciphertext runes of various colors burst out from it, gathered together into a golden symbol of different shapes, and then flew to the outer edge of the black smoke and the intact place of the Taoist body, restraining the black smoke to act wantonly.

Black smoke is on a rampage, trying to get out of the way of the golden symbols. With a more flexible movement than black smoke, the black smoke trapped around the Taoist priest, and the two thickest puffs of black smoke that wanted to attach to the Taoist priest were squeezed out by countless symbols, and the gap between the Taoist priest's body should have been about two fingers wide.

As the number of golden symbols increased, the shackles of black smoke and even the movement of struggle gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, the struggling puffs of black smoke that were getting fainter and fainter slightly, rolled back at an extremely fast speed, and turned into a cloud not far in front of the Taoist priest. As the black smoke gathered, the appearance of the black smoke gradually changed, and the texture of water appeared, as if a large cloud of ink was floating in the air.

As the last last trace of black smoke entered, the thick ink stopped surging and gradually turned into a human face in the sky. Only faint eye sockets emerge on the human face, and there are no other eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other organs.

Looking at this almost blank face, Li Chuyi "chuckled" in his heart, and remembered a kind of thing that the Taoist priest had inadvertently mentioned, it seemed to be called faceless, and the Taoist priest did not elaborate on the specific origin, but Li Chuyi could feel from the Taoist priest's words that this thing should not be a good stubble, it was definitely not easy to deal with, and it didn't even seem to be something that should appear in the world.

The blackened face was quietly suspended opposite the Taoist priest, far away from the Taoist priest, as if they were confronting. And the Taoist priest also had a serious face, looking at it expressionlessly, staring at its eye sockets with his eyes, as if he could see its eyes in the eye sockets.

In this way, the fourth floor was quiet for a while.

They were quiet, but it was bustling outside. The tomb of the five sheep was opened, and with the entry of the first batch of monks, there were more and more monks in the future. Some of these monks were delayed because of something, but more of them were attracted by the sudden vision of the nearby spiritual experience. If you want to enter the Wuyang Tomb, you have to pass through Wuyang City, and it's no secret that you have to go through Wuyang City, who doesn't have a few friends? As long as there is a loose mouth, it is inevitable that one will pass ten or ten hundred times. Besides, this secret is for the novices in this rolling rivers and lakes, and the monks with a little experience and insight dare not say that everyone knows it, but it is also nine times out of ten.

The skills of these later monks are uneven, some of them are even slightly higher than that Feng Qingshan and Jiang Sheng, and the worst ones are more than Li Chuyi who have practiced for more than ten or twenty years, I don't know how to find out how to enter the tomb, there is no Taoist priest such a master to protect him, and he is not afraid of death and rushed over on a horse to join in the fun.

There are more people coming, and the Wuyang Tomb is gradually becoming lively, although there are not a few people who have set foot in the inner layer like the Taoist priest who came, but there are already a lot of people in the middle and outer layers, especially the outer layer, and now it is like a market and the people are full of excitement. Often, when someone shouts "out of treasure", they see a large number of people rushing to the place where the sound came from, and then there is a scuffle, and finally disperse. As for the haunting of the treasure, what kind of treasure it is, and who took it, few people care. These people who stayed on the periphery knew that they didn't have the strength to go inside, and if they went, they would die, and they were not greedy, and after the group fight, picking up the wealth of the dead was enough for them to make a small fortune, so why bother with that effort? Besides, it is not necessarily a good thing to really get the treasure, and it will even die faster, whoever likes to take it will take it.

With this kind of thought, these peripheral monks are extremely diligent and belligerent, but whenever they hear that there are treasures appearing, whether they are true or not, everyone is rushing over in a swarm, fighting indiscriminately, and then letting the good ones get rich. Even at the entrance to the periphery, there are monks who gradually gather, selling items that they don't need or that they have newly "picked up".

On the third day of the opening of the tomb, the gate of the tomb of the five sheep flashed again, and a group of people came. There were about seven or eight of these people, led by an elegant woman in a light purple pleated skirt, with a well-proportioned figure, a delicate and elegant face, and her dark hair was carefully coiled on her head, forming a Ling Xuan bun style, and the two strands of hair naturally hung down and stuck to both sides of her fair face, like a fairy descending to earth. It's just that the "fairy" has a cold face, even a little cold, as if she doesn't pretend to anyone.

Behind her stood seven people, four men and three women, all young men and women. Seeing the woman standing on the ground, they all stood behind respectfully, silent, only one of them touched a little girl who was about twelve or thirteen years old, not like the others, looking closely, her face was full of curiosity, and she was even more surprised when she saw some strange things.

When the woman heard the voice, her slightly cold pretty face showed a little helplessness, shook her head slightly, turned her head and whispered to the little girl: "Xiaoyu, don't be naughty, there are dragons and snakes mixed here, follow me honestly." ”

When Xiaoyu heard this, she immediately turned her head and said respectfully, "Got it, Uncle Xueqing." ”

Seeing that the little girl was so well-behaved, the woman in the purple skirt named Xueqing bowed slightly, and was about to turn her head to say something to the other young people, when she heard Xiaoyu shouting again: "Aunt Qing, Aunt Qing, look, that person over there has three eyes! Wow, that tiger over there is so big!"

Several other young people looked at Uncle Xueqing's face turning blue and white, and in the end, they only left a faint helplessness, and suddenly their faces were strange, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Seeing Uncle Xue Qing sweeping over with cold eyes, he immediately lowered his head slightly one by one, his eyes looked at the ground, and he didn't dare to show the slightest color.

Xue Qing shook her head helplessly, this little girl's name is Lu Shiyu, she is the daughter of the contemporary head of her sect, she has been cunning and stubborn since she was a child, and she usually makes people angry and loved. This time the young disciple went out to practice, this little girl somehow got the news, and had to come out with her, the head didn't agree at first, but was entangled by this little girl for a few days and nights, and the head of the hair was pulled off a lot. In the end, he was entangled, so he temporarily changed the person who led the team and changed it to the senior sister of the head, that is, he came to lead the team to experience. This little girl is usually not afraid of the sky, except when the senior brother in charge is angry, she can usually be treated by herself as an uncle. But looking at the few disciples next to her whose necks were red, Xue Qing helplessly felt that her uncle's was gradually unable to cure this stubborn girl.

Reaching out and flicking it on Xiaoyu's head, ignoring the little girl rubbing her forehead and looking at herself pitifully, Xue Qing whispered to a few people: "This time I came out to increase the experience and knowledge of a few of you." It is necessary to know that practicing together, but dead cultivation is tantamount to doing it behind closed doors. In addition to diligence, cultivation also pays attention to chance and perception, especially the bottleneck of cultivation, which is often penetrated by one's own opportunities and perceptions. This time, I will lead the team to ensure that you are safe, but in the future, when you are trained by yourself, you will have to rely on yourself. This coincides with the meeting, and the tomb of Wuyang is opened, which is a good opportunity for you to increase your experience and knowledge. There are dragons and snakes mixed here, and when you reach the depths, I don't dare to say that I can retreat with my whole body, you must remember, do not seek merit, but seek no fault! Seeing the treasure born, don't rush up like those fools, you need to debate the truth first, and then weigh your own strength before making plans. ”

Speaking of this, Xue Qing glanced at the few people who were standing silently with their hands down, and said solemnly: "Remember, living is the most important thing! When a person dies, nothing is useless!"

"Yes, uncle, disciple remember!" Several people hurriedly bowed down.

Xue Qing nodded slightly, frowned at the lively square, shook her head slightly, turned her head to find a way, and wanted to beckon the disciples behind her to follow.

At this moment, a muffled sound of "boom" came, and the ground seemed to shake with this muffled sound, and suddenly, the market that was still full of people instantly quieted down, and everyone turned their heads to look at the place where the loud noise came.

Before everyone could react, another muffled sound of "boom" came. This time the sound was not from the depths of the tomb, as it had been the first time, but from the sky above everyone's heads. Looking up, the sky that was still full of stars and moons was already full of dark clouds at some point, and between the thick clouds rolling, the purple and blue light rolled through, and everyone on the ground had a feeling of being out of breath.

"Thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder, thunder!!!"

A terrible shout sounded, and everyone who was staring at the sky immediately reacted. Isn't this the thunderstorm that everyone talks about? An ordinary thunderstorm would not make a cultivator feel so dull and want to die.

"What the hell, what's going on?!Which monkey cub is here to survive?!"

"That is, which one of the thousand swords is here to kill us?"

"Don't say it's useless, let's run quickly!"

"Run, run, run, if you don't run, you'll turn to ashes!"

"Run a fart, this is the tomb of the five sheep, the mound of the old monster of the five sheep, who can cross the catastrophe? Your formation as the old monster of the five sheep is fake? In this, not to mention that the catastrophe can't sense the person who crosses the catastrophe, it is sensed, and the prohibition in the tomb is also the first to kill the girl!"

"Then what do you say this is? Don't tell me it's thundering and raining to collect clothes!"

"Collect your sister's clothes, this pomp is obviously a strange treasure was born, and it is said that when the strange treasure is born, there will be a thunderbolt in the sky, and it will not be destroyed after the thunder catastrophe before it can appear in the world. This is obviously a treasure in the tomb!"

"Really, don't lie to me?!"

"Believe it or not, whether you go or not, Lao Tzu must go, even if you die, you have to take a look, this is a chance!"

With all kinds of shouts, the square suddenly became chaotic, and some people who were afraid of being killed by the thunder rushed outside, and more people believed that this was a sign of the birth of a strange treasure, and they rushed to the depths of the tomb with the flow of people.

Xue Qing didn't move, and stood in place with a few disciples. Watching the rolling stream of people flow past her, Xue Qing turned a blind eye, just frowned and looked at the sky, thinking about something.

Xue Qing didn't speak, and several disciples naturally didn't dare to take a breath, and stood beside them with their hands down. Only the little girl named Xiaoyu was an idle master, scratching her ears and cheeks in anticipation, squeezing her eyebrows and eyes at the few senior brothers and sisters beside her for a long time, signaling them to open their mouths to ask what was going on, but those senior brothers and sisters were as hard as her backstage, they all had their heads slightly lowered and pretended not to see, so angry that Xiaoyu pouted and looked dissatisfied.

After a long time, I couldn't hold back the lonely Xiaoyu, so I could only turn my head and ask, "Aunt Qing, what should we do now?"

Xue Qing let Xiaoyu scream and come back to her senses. Turning his head, he first knocked on Xiaoyu's head, and then said, "How many times have you said it, you have to call Uncle Shi outside." ”

After a pause, Xue Qing said in a deep voice: "This vision, it is indeed a thunder tribulation, but it should not be someone who is crossing the tribulation, this five sheep tomb formation is so powerful, it is already close to the realm of its own realm, and the ordinary heavenly tribulation should not be able to sense the breath of the person who should be robbed." But this thunder tribulation is not like a sign of the birth of a strange treasure, the birth of a strange treasure, the thundercloud should have a colorful color mixed in it, it should not be such a color. ”

Speaking of this, Xue Qing glared at Xiaoyu and said, "No matter what the situation is, it's not something you can afford now. Those who still go in and go in are gone. ”

Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue and bowed her head in embarrassment.

"Let's go out first, that's it!" Xue Qing made up her mind.

Where did a few disciples dare to have an opinion, they nodded one after another, and just as they were about to leave to go out, they saw that the people who had just poured out retreated one after another for some reason, and there were faint shouts of killing outside the door, as if someone was doing it.

Xue Qing's face changed, and before she could speak, she heard a cold shout: "Under the whole world, it is not the king's land." This is the land of my Dayan Dynasty, this general came by the king's order, and who would dare to come and go at will without my permission?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of monks spitting blood from their mouths and flying back, and a few of them fell to the ground and were silent, apparently not alive.

At the door, thousands of silver-armored soldiers in uniform clothes and weapons rushed in, driving the monks in the square in one place, stopping in formation, facing everyone from a distance. When the silver-armored soldiers stood still, a general dressed in carved lion gold armor and a fully duplexed gold helmet walked out of the formation and stood in front, the mask covering his face was also in the shape of a lion's head, and the whole person was not angry and arrogant.

"Dayan army, lion general!" Xue Qingqiao's face was cold, her silver teeth were clenched, her hands were clenched and gradually whitened, and hatred passed through her eyes.

The golden lion will look at the people in the square, and the majestic voice will sound again: "On the orders of my king, Ben will lead people to arrest the key criminals!" If you resist, you will be killed!"

"Why?!" a monk was immediately dissatisfied, "If you say surrender, you will surrender, we are all cultivators, how can we be insulted like this?"

"That's it, if you want me to say, you are clearly greedy for the treasures we have obtained on this trip, why do you want us to disarm and surrender?! Are you not afraid of the wrath of the people?!" shouted the other monk without hesitation.

Two people took the lead, and the monks in the square were suddenly excited, shouting and shouting, and the crowd gradually approached the phalanx of the silver-armored sergeants, as if they were about to rush over.

Seeing this, the lion general didn't say much, and his body moved slightly, and he saw that the two people who shouted first somehow reached his hand, and he tightly choked his neck. And the silver-armored sergeants also pulled out their weapons and pointed at everyone, shouting in unison, and suddenly an invisible coercion swept in, and as soon as the footsteps of the sweeping people stopped, they retreated again and again. Some of the people at the front were even clutched in their chests by this coercion, vomiting blood.

Seeing that the people were quiet again, the voice of the lion general sounded again: "Why do you ask me? Ben will tell you that Ben will be stronger than you! If it weren't for the fact that my king never wanted to do more killing, Ben would have killed all the people who were scattered in the wilderness!"

After saying that, the lion general looked down at the monk who was holding in his hand, and his face was already bruised, and asked, "Do you understand?"

Where did the two monks dare to say more, and quickly nodded desperately, signaling that they understood.

Seeing this, the lion general nodded and said, "It's good to understand, be a ghost who understands, and you don't complain!"

After speaking, without waiting for the two to resist, with the force of their hands, the two monks suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist and dispersed in the air. When the blood mist dissipated, only the lion stood in place in a dusty manner, his indifferent gaze through the visor, coldly shooting at everyone.

Seeing that the lion general was ruthless, although everyone was indignant on their faces, no one dared to make a noise again, for fear that the next person to turn into blood mist would be himself.

For a moment, except for the muffled thunder in the sky from time to time, the square suddenly fell silent.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the square, breaking the silence of the square.

"Haha, what a big majesty! What a big pomp! Poodle, why can't I get used to your pretentious face?"

As the voice sounded, a figure flew out from behind the crowd and pounced on the lion general.