0116, old ghosts

After Lao Dao reopened his eyes, on the aisle more than 20 meters away, a demon with a height of about two meters and a half, his whole body was blood-red, and two sharp horns appeared in front of him. Even if the old Taoist has been practicing for nearly seventy years, it is the first time he has seen such a powerful ghost, and he can't help but be taken aback.

This powerful ghost, looking at it, I am afraid that it is a ghost cultivator with a very advanced Taoism, how can it appear in a densely populated place like a city, but it makes Lao Dao puzzled. However, the current situation is critical, and even if there are all kinds of doubts in my heart, I can only put it aside for the time being.

"Retreat quickly, or it's too late to regret it!"

Lao Dao shouted in his mouth, but his subordinates were not slow, he took out a whole pile of yellow talismans in his arms, and scattered them all over the passage. Subsequently, four small colored flags were placed between these yellow symbols according to their orientation. For a moment, the yin and yang qi in the entire passage immediately underwent a huge change, and a layer of faint mist spread out, enveloping the entire passage in just a moment, almost to the point where you couldn't see your fingers.

"Qimen Dunjia."

Ning Qinghua, who was on a high-rise building thousands of meters away, saw the formation laid by Lao Dao with the vision of Wang Wei, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

If Wang Wei was really an ordinary ghost cultivator, there was a chance that he would fall into the formation. You must know that the ghost lineage, due to the loss of the physical body, is very susceptible to the influence of various qi in the outside world. Unless you can cultivate into a primordial infant, you can reshape your physical body. Therefore, the temperament of ghost cultivators is often affected by the qi of the region in which they are located, and in the eyes of cultivators, ghost cultivators are often people with extreme temperaments, and this is the reason for this.

Therefore, dealing with ghost cultivators, Qimen formations, which are techniques that confuse the surrounding qi, can often receive miraculous results. It's just that the old Dao in front of him is too weak, and the formation laid down is only shrouded in a distance of thirty or forty meters, and in Ning Qinghua's eyes, it is like a child's plaything. Even if he doesn't have his own guidance, it will definitely be difficult for an old ghost like Wang Xiao to accumulate old age. Besides, Wang Wei is not just a ghost cultivator.

Seeing the Qimen formation that suddenly appeared, Wang Wei grinned, this voice was very permeable, two long arms over the knee waved in front of him, and the nine-point quiet phosphorus fire ignited out of thin air, protecting it. This is not an ordinary phosphorus fire, these nine flames glowing with green light, they are all burning extremely pure yin and evil qi, which Wang Wei collected in the abyss of the main hall at the beginning. If you cultivate like Lao Dao, even if you get a little bit of it, your inner origin will be damaged. If it is hit head-on by any of them, the three souls and seven spirits will definitely be burned to the ground.

Lao Dao, who was hidden in the position of the array, saw the nine yin and phosphorus fires that suddenly appeared, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Since entering the Danding faction at the age of ten, Lao Dao has been cultivating for nearly seventy years, although he is not considered to be advanced in the door, but in the last twenty or thirty years, he has been practicing in the red dust for a long time, and there are many ghosts and ghosts encountered during this period, among which there are many ghost cultivators who have cultivated to the Tao to open their spiritual wisdom, but they have not caused much trouble to Lao Dao.

It can be said that in such a peaceful world, the base number of ghosts and ghosts can be said to be very small, and because of the huge changes in the environment caused by human activities, many Jedi deaths that are prone to ghosts and ghosts have been destroyed. This situation is almost equivalent to breaking the foundation of ghost cultivation.

However, at this time, the ghost cultivator in front of him was simply terrifying. This kind of yin and phosphorus fire that can burn the soul of a qiē life, if there is no penance for more than two or three hundred years, ordinary yin souls will not be able to cultivate even one. And nine flowers appeared in front of him all of a sudden, if there was no mistake in the classic records in the sect, this ghost cultivator was only afraid that he had practiced for no less than eight hundred years.

Eight hundred years of cultivation is almost equivalent to the stage of the great consummation of a cultivator's condensation into a golden pill. With the insight of the old Tao, the various monastic sects that live in seclusion now, even those old antiques hidden behind the scenes, I am afraid that they do not have such a lifespan. …,

Unexpectedly, just helping the head uncle go down the mountain to repay the favor, he actually kicked it on the iron plate.

As the saying goes, the older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are. This old way undoubtedly understands the truth, and at the moment, this ghost cultivator is naturally aimed at Wang Keqiang in the ward behind him. And it is obvious that with such a ghost cultivation, it is impossible to enter a densely populated city at all. You must know that ghosts are yin, and cities are the places where yang energy is most concentrated. Even with the profound Taoism of the ghost cultivation in front of you, staying in the city for too long may also damage the origin of the ghost cultivation.

"Bang!"

Lao Dao retreated sharply and crashed into the ward behind him. In the ward, Wang Keqiang was only awake for a moment, and now he fell into a deep coma again. And the proud disciple of the head of the sect took Wang Keqiang's vein, and used his own spiritual power to force the other party out of the evil qi in his body little by little.

"Senior brother, hurry up!"

Being accepted as a direct disciple by the head of the Danding faction, this young Taoist is not only qualified in practice, but also a well-thought-out person, seeing that the old Taoist was quite wolf bèi bumped in from outside the door, he naturally understood what should be happening outside.

"Senior brother, what's the matter, so urgent!"

The little Taoist priest sat up from the chair, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms for the first time, poured out a pill with a pale yellow light from it, and threw it into his mouth casually.

Among the many cultivators in China, the Danding faction is an authority in the industry in terms of alchemy. Every year, many cultivators from all over the world come to the door with gifts, and many of them are bigwigs-level elites of other sects.

It only took about half a minute to swallow that pill, and the spiritual power that had just been consumed on Wang Keqiang's body in his body was replenished, and even more, the purity of his spiritual power had been improved to a certain extent.

Seeing the young Taoist priest swallowing the pill in his mouth, the old Dao's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of anger, but it disappeared in an instant.

"There's a ghost cultivator outside, I'm afraid he's here to take this kid's life!"

"It's a ghost cultivator, senior brother don't worry."

Although Lao Dao is much older than the other party, his status in the door is obviously not as good as this little Taoist priest who is only twenty-five or sixteen years old. Originally, according to his own idea, he was reluctant to go with this senior brother when he went down the mountain, if it wasn't for the master's repeated advice, his junior brother would not look down on the so-called senior brother in front of him.

After nearly seventy years of cultivation, the Taoist practice is not as good as his own, and the young Taoist priest is naturally very disdainful in his heart. Therefore, seeing that Lao Dao looked anxious, he didn't take it too seriously.

This waste brother can't deal with it, but it doesn't mean that he can't deal with it himself. Moreover, in order to protect himself, when he was about to go down the mountain, the master handed over to him a counterfeit forbidden weapon that was sent by the town.

With such a treasure in hand, how could the little ghost cultivator be placed in the heart of this young Taoist priest.