The icy blue sky was as clear as a wash, and there was not a single star in the sky, only a white moon, which gently caressed the earth through the faintly visible floating clouds, showing a peaceful atmosphere.

There was a tense atmosphere in Fang Hongxing's villa. Outside the villa, forty or fifty strong men stood. These people are Fang Hongxing's most capable subordinates specially selected to deal with some urgent matters. In the middle of the hall, on a table covered with yellow cloth and turned into an altar, there was an incense burner with three sticks of incense, a lit round oil lamp about seven or eight centimeters in diameter, and a large rooster with its feet tied. Fang Zhi'an was wrapped in the soul suppression talisman drawn by Zhang Wen and lay on the bed. A slender red thread was tied to Fang Zhi'an's chest, and the other end of the red thread was connected to the head of the big rooster tied to the altar.

Zhang Wen sat cross-legged behind the altar in a brand-new robe. Close your eyes tightly and don't say a word. Fang Hongxing and Xiao Peng watched nervously and nervously, not daring to move. Originally, this matter was not Xiao Peng's business, but everyone has curiosity, and some people will never have the opportunity to see this kind of thing in their lives, and Xiao Peng will definitely not let it go. In this way, the picture seems to be still, and every minute and second passes slowly, and the anxious waiting makes every minute and every second seem extraordinarily long. But everyone didn't dare to ask, and they didn't dare to disturb Jiang Zijun who was sitting quietly.

Suddenly, there was a clear and quiet sky just now, and a gust of cloudy wind came from out of thin air, violently blowing the leaves outside the villa and making a burst of "whoosh~~" sounds.

Zhang Wen, who was still meditating just now, had quietly stood up at some point. When he opened his eyes and looked at the altar, the burning oil lamp had been extinguished in a trance, and a black light the size of a copper coin suddenly flashed on Fang Zhi'an's forehead, and the black light was beating rapidly as if it was about to burst out. Zhang Wenzhi said that this black light was the soul left on Fang Zhi'an's body, if even these souls broke out of his body, then Fang Zhi'an really couldn't be saved.

At this time, a yellow light flashed from the soul suppression talisman, enveloping Fang Zhi'an's body. Zhang Wen rushed forward quickly, his hands quickly formed a handprint, one hand pressed the black light on Fang Zhi'an's forehead, and the other hand was placed on the red thread tied with the rooster. For a while, the big rooster who was still shaking his head and looking at the surroundings just now fell on the altar as if he was dead.

In fact, this is the Taoist technique of transferring flowers and trees, and Zhang Wen also knows that there is no way to stop the other party from casting spells now, so he can only transfer the spells cast by the other party to the rooster's body, so that the other party can take away the rooster's soul.

Although everyone had been prepared for some unexplainable things, they were still stunned by the incredible scene in front of them. When everyone didn't come back to their senses, Zhang Wen took out a paper crane, muttered a spell in his mouth, pinched a sword trick with the second finger of his right hand and pointed at the paper crane, and shouted: "The crane listens to the order, pursues the soul of Fang Zhi'an, and is as urgent as the law, get up!" I saw the paper crane in the palm of my hand slowly stretching out a pair of wings, and then dancing quickly to the door.

Flying away with the paper crane, Zhang Wen followed quickly, reminding everyone who couldn't believe what they saw in front of them to follow the paper crane. However, he asked Fang Hongxing's wife to stay and take care of the children.

Walking out of the door, Fang Hongxing commanded dozens of big men who had been waiting for a long time to follow Zhang Wen, because it was the dead of night at this time, and Fang Hongxing's villa was in a relatively remote place, so there was no one walking outside.

The flying paper crane finally stopped in front of a doorway and fell to the ground. Zhang Wen bent down and picked up the paper crane and put it in his pocket, looked up and looked around, and said to Fang Hongxing, who was following behind, "The person we are looking for should be here." ”

It is a deserted dwelling with a closed door. This place is not very far from Fang Hongxing's villa, and I don't know how the other party found this place, Fang Hongxing also knows that this place has been fully acquired by the developer, so all the residents inside have moved out. If it weren't for Zhang Wen using a spell to find here, it would be difficult for everyone to think of finding here.

After all, Zhang Wen's strength is also beyond doubt, Fang Hongxing turned around and ordered some of his subordinates to surround this house, and the rest followed him in. Zhang Wen strode forward and punched the door, and the door opened in response to the sound of "horn", and the scene inside the door appeared in front of everyone's eyes in an instant.

As expected, there was a slender Taoist priest in his sixties standing in the room, and in front of him was an altar with seven steel needles in addition to a three-lit incense burner.

"Yes, it's him, he came to my office last time." As soon as he entered the door, Fang Hongxing recognized him.

Seeing the people who broke into the door, the Taoist priest's face was slightly stunned, but he quickly calmed down. His eyes swept coldly over everyone's faces, and he stayed in front of Zhang Wen, who was also wearing a Taoist uniform, and said in disbelief, "You are the person Fang Hongxing found to help?" ”

Zhang Wen in front of him was too young, and in his imagination, the person who could break his spell should be at least about the same age as him.

"Yes, the person he found was me, and the little ghost you sent last time was also beaten to pieces by me." Zhang Wen nodded, and he was also observing the old Taoist priest in front of him as if he was defensive. There is no doubt that this Taoist priest is the most powerful person he has encountered since he left the mountain.

Lei Zhenhao's eyes flashed with a gleam, "It's really a hero out of a teenager, and he can break up the little ghosts I raised at a young age." Presumably you are also from a famous family, what kind of sect are you a disciple of? ”

Zhang Wen made a Taoist gesture to him, "Maoshan disciple Zhang Wen has seen his predecessors, may I ask which sect of masters the seniors are from?" ”

"It turns out that you are a disciple of Maoshan, speaking of which, we also have a bit of a relationship, my Qingwei faction and your Maoshan faction are also the same qi, and they both belong to the Taoist Zhengyi Sect. The luck of the Maoshan faction is really good, and in your generation, there is a character like you. Lei Zhenhao remembered his uncompetitive son, and sighed slightly.

"You are Lei Zhenhao of the Qingwei faction." Zhang Wen couldn't help but cry out, that Huang Liming in Nanhe Town had kept him busy for several days, catching ghosts and zombies. At that time, he wondered what kind of senior brother could make such a ruthless hand, and he didn't let anyone go even if he died.

"How did you know my name?" Lei Zhenhao's face sank.

Zhang Wen raised his eyes and looked at him, "I once had a ghost in Nanhe Town, his name is Huang Liming. He told me how he was killed, and I wondered how a man who had lost his conscience would murder his junior brother for the position of a head of the family, and if he died, he would be buried in the Jedi and burned in the Three Flames Soul Devouring Array. I've always wanted to find you and ask, how did you, a cultivator, do you be so cruel to your junior disciples, and your conscience has been eaten by dogs? ”

The corners of Lei Zhenhao's mouth slowly drew a cold and weird smile, but the temperature in his eyes was cold and biting, "He knew that I was a senior brother and dared to compete with me for the position of the head of the family, so he didn't know how to raise and wanted to fight with me." ”

"It's just a broken boss, what's there to fight about. You're a brute with no humanity. Zhang Wen scolded angrily.

Lei Zhenhao smiled slightly, and snorted heavily, "Boy, don't think that you can break up the little ghosts I raised and become invincible in the world, my Qingwei faction and Maoshan are both from Taoism, and it doesn't necessarily mean that your Maoshan faction is more powerful than the Qingwei faction." ”

"With your virtue, you are embarrassed to say that you are a Taoist disciple. You have fallen into the devil's path, if you say that you are a Taoist disciple, be careful that the Sanqing Patriarch will go down to beat you. Zhang Wen's expression was very disdainful.

A murderous aura flashed from Lei Zhenhao's eyes, and he laughed angrily, "There are not many people who dare to talk to me like this on the rivers and lakes, you want to die by yourself." ”

"Even if you don't want to do anything with me, I don't want to, letting people like you stay in the world is a scourge for human beings, and subduing demons and subduing demons is what my generation should do."

"Okay, I'll see what you're capable of. Since you've brought so many people here, let's go together. As he spoke, his murderous eyes swept towards everyone's faces, and everyone looked at him with each other, and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"Brothers, go up together. As long as I defeat this old Taoist, I will be rewarded. Fang Hongxing couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't believe that so many of his people would not be able to beat an old Taoist.