As soon as he entered the mansion, Qi Xiang didn't care about appreciating it, so he hurriedly flew to the door. He looked at it and saw that there was a piece of ...... hanging from the top of the door, in the middle of the door. Gossip mirror?

Seeing this thing, if Qi Xiang was not in a state of divine soul, he would really have to cry out.

After making trouble for a long time, the strange and strange protective force that could block his soul from entering and exiting, whether strong or weak, turned out to be a very ordinary gossip mirror......

"Wait, it's not just the gossip mirror!"

Qi Xiang flashed his mind and thoughtfully: "It should be called a feng shui magic weapon!" ”

He is an antique dealer and has a lot of work to do with traditional trades. When he himself receives the excavated artifacts, he also performs a purification ceremony. This ritual essentially belongs to the category of Feng Shui.

So he also has some understanding of the situation in feng shui.

"Feng Shui magic weapons seem to have the effect of purifying yin and evil and deterring demons, right?"

Qi Xiang pondered in his heart, and gradually realized a little. His spirit, no matter how much it is disguised and embellished, is strictly speaking, it is also an eerie thing. Feng Shui magic weapon naturally became his nemesis.

Not surprisingly, Feng Shui instruments are also strong and weak.

The powerful feng shui magic weapon and the power to expel the yin spirit are naturally very powerful. And the weak feng shui magic weapon was definitely not enough to resist the invasion of the yin spirit, and the protection was easily broken.

After figuring out the situation, Qi Xiang's good mood suddenly disappeared.

He also thought that after the soul was out of the body, he would be able to dominate the world, and there would be no restraints. Who knows, all things are born in nature, one thing descends to one thing, and there are still things in the world such as feng shui magic tools to restrain him.

Although, there is a limit to this restraint, and as his strength increases, the restraint force will definitely become weaker and weaker. But as far as his current realm is concerned, it is definitely a ** annoyance.

At the very least, the feng shui magic weapon in the manor near his house is equivalent to a copper wall and iron wall, and with his current strength, he must be helpless.

Qi Xiang's spirit moved, and he flew to the periphery of the manor again. Because he had a concept, after he looked closely, he found that hanging at the door of the manor was a pair of wooden peach charms.

The peach talisman is carved with two door gods, Shen Tu and Yu Lei, and there are also some crooked lines, as if they are talismans.

Qi Xiang finally understood why he bounced off as soon as he approached the manor.

Peach talisman wards off evil spirits, talismans exorcise ghosts.

For the gods, this is simply equivalent to a great killing weapon.

When Qi Xiang sighed, he suddenly saw that in the dark manor, there seemed to be a figure walking out and coming to the spacious lawn.

He was so curious that he couldn't help but look at it from afar.

I saw that the figure was slender, the pace was very brisk, and it seemed that there was something in his hand. Before Qi Xiang could see clearly, the man suddenly moved, and the things in his hands roared even more, oscillating in the air like wind and thunder.

As soon as the wind and thunder sounded, it fell silent in an instant.

Before the sound spread, it disappeared strangely, and it didn't spread at all.

When Qi Xiang felt suspicious, a terrifying oppressive force gradually spread in the courtyard of the manor.

Qi Xiang hurriedly took a closer look, and saw that the person in the courtyard had something in his hand that seemed to be a thick and long stick. The sticks are pitch black, and it is unknown what material they are made of.

All in all, the stick should be quite weighty, and when it dances, it makes a subtle whirring sound, as if it can vibrate the air.

No, it's not just about vibrating the air, it's about stirring up the storm!

The man danced the stick slightly, as if he was just warming up, and his movements were relatively slow and very casual, so Qi Xiang could see it more clearly.

But after a few warm-ups, the man's movements changed suddenly, and the sticks were more like a storm, sprinkled and swept away, like a thousand equals, as fast as lightning.

Fast, too fast, incredibly fast, as if out of the limits of manpower.

Qi Xiang looked blankly, and saw that the person on the courtyard lawn seemed to have disappeared, and in the large space, only the afterimages of sticks were flashing.

At the beginning, Qi Xiang couldn't see any way, but simply felt that the man's dancing stick was very beautiful, very wonderful and beautiful.

The shadows of the sticks, sometimes like peacocks opening the screen, are as brilliant as fireworks. Sometimes shrinking like a column, sweeping thousands of troops, very fierce and mighty, tiger and tiger.

At this moment, Qi Xiang finally understood what was suddenly going on with the strange light he had seen in this manor before.

The so-called extreme thing must be reversed, although the pitch-black stick is opaque, but in the case of the interweaving and overlapping of the stick shadows in the sky, it actually produces a faint light.

This light is very dim, as if it is nothing, and it appears and disappears. Only Qi Xiang's vision can perceive it, and then appreciate this wonderful and strange scene.

But after a while, Qi Xiang finally knew that this scene was not only beautiful and beautiful, but also hidden murderous motives everywhere.

Between the sweeping, vertical splitting, and whirling of the sticks, some fine pieces of dust actually floated, and then under the drive of a force, a hazy sea of clouds was formed.

The sea of clouds is undulating, unpredictable, and surging, completely covering the shadow of the stick.

In an instant, only a faint dust was left in the courtyard, and there was no sound at all, and it was very silent. This strange situation made Qi Xiang feel frightened, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Qi Xiang was alarmed, his spirit flashed, and he fled away.

At the same time, a ghostly light flashed out of thin air, carrying the momentum of the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder, enveloping the terrifying power, and directly hitting the position where he was hanging just now.

"Phew!"

Qi Xiang's reaction was still a beat slower. When the spirit was touched by the end of the stick, it was like a snowflake encountering a violent sun, and it melted in half at once.

It's too late, it's fast, and in that moment, Qi Xiang's virtual soul has become more light. But after all, it was okay to dodge in advance. The spirit froze slightly, and fled the scene.

When Fei Shan escaped, Qi Xiang didn't forget to look back and take a second look.

I saw that the dust and smoke of the courtyard had dissipated, and beside the outer wall of the manor, a slender figure, as if it had no weight, jumped down lightly on a tree, like a white feather, silent......

The man looked left and right, frowned slightly, and looked around very intently, a little confused.

"Spying on other people's martial arts training should be regarded as a taboo, right?"

After a while, the spirit returned to its place, Qi Xiang opened his eyes, and felt a little tired, but it was not so serious, as long as he recuperated for a period of time, he could recover as before.

"That's the real slap in the face......"

Qi Xiang sighed, becoming more and more vigilant in his heart. The pride and complacency that had not yet grown were immediately snuffed out by him, and strangled in the bud.

"The earth seems to be more dangerous than you think!"

Qi Xiang shook his head, more soberly aware that the world is so big, and everyone has their own chances. He is not God's only son, and it is impossible for him to take all the good things in the world.

"Or, it's also an opportunity......"

Qi Xiang's heart suddenly moved, and he also made a decision.

This night, Qi Xiang didn't rest much, but made full use of the moonlight at night to slowly repair the damaged soul. He stopped before dawn, full of energy and energy.

After that, Qi Xiang went out, bought an expensive gift, and then came directly to the manor on the opposite hill.

Qi Xiang straightened his collar and rang the doorbell directly.

The crisp and melodious doorbell was wafting with his mood......

He was a little uneasy, but he looked as usual and waited patiently.

As an expert in the world of antiques collecting for many years, he knows one thing very well. No matter what the industry is, there must be a guide.

He very much agrees with what Chen Biexue said about the four elements of cultivation, the wealth of the Dharma couple!

Fa, that's the practice of cultivation, the secret tips.

Couples, that is a Taoist friend who can communicate, or a Master who instructs one's own practice, that is, a person who guides the way.

After all, every industry has its own set of rules of conduct, no one to instruct, no one to communicate, this is clearly behind closed doors, like a blind man touching an elephant, there will definitely be no great achievements.

Interlacing is like a mountain, and if you don't understand anything, you rush in, and you must be the end of your head and blood.

That's why when he was in Jinling, Qi Xiang went to visit Chen Beixue, hoping to get his guidance. It's a pity that it backfired and returned in vain......

Qi Xiang hopes that this time, he will not let himself down.

Sometimes, however, there are some things that are never subject to the will of the individual. He rang the doorbell outside the manor, but waited for half a bell to ring it, but there was no movement inside the manor.

Qi Xiang frowned and rang the doorbell again.

In a row......

After the three-way doorbell, Qi Xiang also came to a conclusion. One is that there is no one in the manor, and the other is that the people in the manor are unwilling to deal with him as a stranger.

When Qi Xiang weighed it, a housekeeping service car drove briskly behind. An aunt walked down from the car, and after seeing Qi Xiang, she was also a little surprised: "Mr. Qi, why are you ......?"

"I came to visit the neighbors, but there doesn't seem to be anyone inside." Qi Xiang said calmly, and raised the gift in his hand.

"Oh!" The aunt was relieved, and then smiled: "Mr. Qi, you are right, there is really no one inside." ”

"Huh?" Qi Xiang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The one inside left early in the morning, as if he was going to leave for a while, and he didn't know when he would come back." The aunt explained: "So I told us to clean and clean regularly every two or three days, and we don't have to come over every day......

"Gone?" Qi Xiang's heart was shocked, a little disappointed, dazed, and not a taste.

"Missed ......"

Qi Xiang was stunned, with mixed feelings, looked back at the manor again, and then slowly went back.

When he got home, he was caught off guard and a quick mobile phone rang, Qi Xiang turned on the phone and saw that there was a missed text message, which was a message from Xiao Ding.

Qi Xiang clicked on the text message, glanced at it slightly, and froze.

The content of the text message is simple, nothing more than an address.

But at the end of the address, there are the words "help" and a string of exclamation points......

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