"Woo woo, Mom...... People don't want to do that!Woo......"

With a wave of my hand, the black mist cleared. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info As the number of times Hei Ye tied me up, the run-in between me and Hei Ye became better and better, and I also have a basic concept of many of his magical powers. This black smoke, black fog, and black light are a magical power unique to the black master.

These black gases are very textured and are very little affected by other spells. For example, the little Taoist priest who was in the black mist just now, he may not have cultivated a method such as the Heavenly Eye on Longhu Mountain, and he may not have brought any magic weapons that can clarify the clouds and mist, but the black mist of the black master still really covered his eyes.

This black gas can be described as a spell insulator. It's a pity that it seems to have a lot of defensive power, but it doesn't have much offensive power. This is also the reason why Hei Ye is so strong, but when he encounters some powerful ghosts in the Yang World, Hei Ye still can't attack me for a long time.

After the black fog cleared, the little Taoist priest was sitting on the ground whining and crying, and his tears had left a small puddle of water on the ground. I smiled wryly:

"I didn't expect this Taoist kung fu to be so handsome, but he belongs to the type of baby who is bitter but the baby doesn't say, I think let him cry here for a while to vent, let's go up." ”

After speaking, I pulled Jiang Lan and went up the mountain along the faint road ahead. The master and apprentice of Wuguangzi and Wu Xiu looked at the little Taoist priest who was still crying, and then looked at us who were walking leisurely on the way up the mountain, and after a moment's hesitation, they followed.

After all, in today's metaphysical world, most of the opportunities are sought in danger.

On the way up the mountain together, I chatted with Photon and learned that he was the head of Wujimen. Wujimen is a small sect hundreds of miles away from Longhu Mountain, and there are few people in the door who are still old, weak, sick and disabled, but from the point of view of the origin, it belongs to the authentic sect, so he got an invitation to watch the ceremony. The reason why he wanted to take his disciples to Longhu Mountain first this time was because in the early years, a master of Longhu Mountain had some friendship with Wuguangzi, so he wanted to come and ask for guidance and help him help Wujimen by the way.

I listened carefully, and I didn't feel anything special. It is not easy for the elite of the small sect, and the slightest carelessness will disappear in the long river of history, relatively speaking, like Jiuding Iron Fork Mountain, a younger brother and a fairy, the whole northeast is full of flowers, and the relatively free and loose fairy hall structure is more conducive to the development and growth of the Ma family in today's society.

This is also the reason why the Southern Daomen has been inherited for thousands of years, while the Northeast Maxian has only a few hundred years of history, but now there is a situation where the South Mao and the North Ma are equally famous.

However, the more Jiang Lan listened to the words of the no photoson, the brighter her eyes became, and in the end, she pestered the master and apprentice to tell her stories. I smiled bitterly, and let her go, after all, my debut time was still short, and I really didn't have any stories.

The way up the hill didn't go far, and another person blocked the way.

I saw that not far ahead, there was a table, and in front of the table stood a middle-aged Taoist in a white robe, and the sleeves of the white robe were also decorated with the logo of Longhu Mountain. On the table is placed pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the Taoist is holding a wolf pen, on the paper dragon flying phoenix dance I don't know what is written. When he was done, he nodded in satisfaction, and then said to us:

"Three Taoist friends, one girl...... It's an interesting combination. The kid at the bottom of the mountain didn't stop you, which means that you really have some skills, and if I am willing to let you go up the mountain to make friends in normal times. It's just that the Heavenly Master has an order, and no one is allowed to enter the mountain before the ancestor worship ceremony, so please go back. ”

After saying that, he put the written words aside, blew the ink that was not yet completely dry, and then picked up the pen again, obviously intending to continue, and had no intention of greeting us at all.

However, if I want to go up the mountain, he will stop me, and I will be polite, just go up.

This time, I didn't directly use the ability of the Death Heart Sword, but used the Death Heart Sword as an ordinary mallet, and the black qi on my body surged, and I hit him like a little rascal fighting and throwing a stick.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't panic, just shook his head and sighed:

"Alas, the lower plate is unstable, the empty door is wide open, how can such a martial art pass the first pass on the mountain? I think it was the Taoist friend who used some means to defeat that child, this is not a gentleman's doing......

As he spoke, I saw him scribble a few strokes on the paper with his pen, and then cut it down neatly, and pasted this talisman drawn on rice paper and ink on my sword. His movements were gentle, so I barely felt anything.

After putting a spell on the Deathheart Sword, he still stood there and didn't dodge, as if I wasn't using the Deathheart Sword to whip him, but fanned him.

However, this sword has not yet been implemented, and the Death Heart Sword, which originally had some weight but could still be moved, suddenly became as if it was a thousand pounds, and I couldn't hold it with my arm strength and the blessing of the black master's black energy, and I didn't want to let go, so I fell directly to the ground with the Death Heart Sword. Even if the middle-aged Taoist man in white was motionless, this sword didn't hurt him in the slightest.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" the Taoist picked up his pen again.

What's even more amazing is that it was only a matter of a moment for the Deathheart Sword to become a thousand pounds, and soon it regained its original weight. And I put a lot of force on it when it got heavier, so the center of gravity was unstable all of a sudden, and I fell a big fart squat.

What's going on? I'm a little confused. Obviously, what he attached to the sword was just a charm drawn randomly with ink and rice paper. Can a charm still be used like this? Can it be used even without cinnabar or mounting?

"I think you'd better go down the mountain. ”

The white-clothed Taoist said as he began to write down a word.

Hei Ye also said to me in his heart:

"Boy, this Taoist priest's Taoism is not low, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass this level, he uses the top Qianjun talisman in the wild talisman...... There was a little bit of cinnabar in his ink, so the talisman he drew worked. But after all, there was too little cinnabar, and the spell was not clear, so it only took effect for a moment. The most terrifying thing is that even if the talisman only works for an instant, he has firmly grasped this instant, which shows that he is extremely proficient in mastering the talisman......

This is an enemy that I can't fight at the moment. Longhu Mountain, just the Taoist priest who guards the second level of the mountain can already let me eat such a big deflated, can no one really shake the authentic heritage of the Taoist Gate?

I didn't believe it, so I'm going to try again, and this time I've taken the heartbreaking power of the Deathheart Sword to the extreme.

Isn't it just that the art of the talisman is powerful, so what's the big deal? No matter how much the talisman plays, it is a foreign object, and in the face of a big killer like the Death Heart Sword that directly exposes your scars and pokes your heart, these are all paper tigers!

The Death Sword stabbed straight out, and I used all my strength to hold the sword, so even if he used the Thousand Jun Talisman again, he wouldn't shake me so easily.

However, he put down his pen and ink and took out a talisman with the official seal from his sleeve.