The young Taoist is stunned, this ancestral mansion is actually a decaying throne?!

However, at this time, this throne has lost its former majesty, and the exquisite groove patterns carved on the precious ancient gold frame have been blocked by dust, like a dark passage that has not been accessible for a long time. The young Taoist could only faintly see a faint trace of the hollow notch, which was used to judge the trajectory of those hollowed-out notches, the notches on the throne were like tiles, the blurred lines were as intricate and twisted as the dead skin of an old tree, and at the top of the throne, due to the accumulation of dust, there were several lumpy protrusions, as striking as a hideous noduma.

The dust-covered throne is extremely grand, and its size is just the same as this ancestral house, which means that this throne was deliberately placed here, and it was made into the shape of an ancestral mansion by magic.

The young Taoist's heart was beating wildly, and his breathing was rapid, and at the moment when the throne appeared, there were too many things in the young Taoist's heart, and the dusty and only the past events that only saw the classics appeared in his heart one by one, and these past events slapped the young Taoist's chest like an undulating tide, and this young Taoist, who was good at deduction, seemed a little flustered for the first time since he walked into Red Candle Town.

Young Taoists slightly adjust their breathing, try to make their breathing even, and slowly sort out the chaotic thoughts in their minds, people who are good at deduction are naturally good at peeling off the cocoon, and sorting out their chaotic thoughts is the basis of deduction, when performing deduction, the biggest taboo is panic, so that even if the most accurate traces are captured, it will lead to deviations in the deduction results because of their own panic, and even more, their thoughts will be eternally immersed in those clues, and many clues that do not exist are imagined for no reason, and finally end up with a bleak ending of being cocooned。

Historically, there have been many people who have mastered the art of deduction and suffered from madness because they sank into the chaotic clues, and even died in order to break the wheel of fate.

This is one of the reasons why the art of deduction is ridiculed as a sideshow.

The young Taoist held his breath and froze, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, and after a while, his face became calm again.

The young Taoist looked around at the heaven and earth, and at the moment when the throne was revealed, this piece of heaven and earth was obviously agitated, like a calm sea area setting off a gust of wind and waves for no reason, and the heavy yin oppression was like a mountain coming from the sky.

The young Taoist reached into his sleeve, took out a bronze bell, and turned his palm, a black background seal gold pattern talisman emerged, the young Taoist shook the bell with one hand, and the black background seal gold pattern talisman with the other hand twisted and burned, the talisman burned slowly, and the thin dark golden flame was like the hand of the yaksha to erupt.

The black background golden seal talisman burned rapidly, and in the town with a strong gloomy atmosphere, the talisman also beeped, like a water vapor explosion in a burning new bamboo joint. Above the rising dark golden flames, soft tobacco like thousands of golden rays of light curled upward, and then centered on the young Taoist, forming a thin golden smoke screen.

The old bronze bells became more and more urgent, and the echoes rolled down the walls, crashing into the town like cascading waves.

Countless rushing shadows scattered violently, like black clouds that had been broken by someone.

The young Taoist raised his eyes to look at those shadow movements, and his heart palpitated, but fortunately, he stopped the attack of the group of shadow movements. Although his status in the sect is extremely respectful, he is not good at fighting, let alone thunder. He is only responsible for the sect's deduction of heavenly opportunities, speculating on the trend of things, and giving a preventive analysis of problems. The sect sent him this time to deduce the strangeness of this heaven and earth, and since the group of rent collectors would follow him, the young monks did not bring people from the generation of disciples and grandchildren who were good at using the thunder method to deter wandering spirits.

Unexpectedly, the appearance of this throne actually touched the ghosts wandering here. Therefore, the young Taoist did not hesitate to take out this high-grade ghost exorcism talisman, the full name of this talisman is the Yaksha exorcism talisman, with the Taoist black blood paper as the base, and the ancient gold ink lacquer seal is engraved with runes, and there is still room for 100,000 evil ghosts.

The young Taoist knew that these shadows were not coming at him, but because he had uncovered the spell on the throne, and this group of black shadows had come to worship this throne!

Just as subjects meet the Son of Heaven, this throne attracted the attention of these spirits as soon as it appeared, and they followed this long-lost breath to swell in unison, and the overflowing breath from the throne was like a war drum on the battlefield that mobilized the heartstrings of a warrior.

However, this young Dao Dao is really clumsy, even if these black shadows are not coming at him, as long as they are washed down together, that Daoist will be washed into rotten bones by the black shadows.

The young Taoist did not dare to take this risk.

Surrounded by black shadows, the throne that was originally deep black turned a dull gold, and the dark gold shone through the dust and shone outward, like a tiny golden mayfly floating on the throne that could not be accumulated.

When countless black shadows swooped in, the originally dim sky completely darkened. At this time, only the throne that was overflowing with a dull golden light shone brightly.

With the golden light of the throne appeared, the group of shadows that encompassed the heavens and the earth rioted again, and the black shadows spread and wriggled wantonly, like the imprisoned flood water, and the golden smoke screen was the embankment that imprisoned this flood, but the golden smoke screen no longer expanded outward, but showed a slow convergence momentum.

It was caused by the impact of the black shadows, and this embankment could be broken at any time, and the throne completely mobilized the vicious instincts of this group of fierce ghosts.

There were fine beads of sweat on the young Taoist's forehead, his face was solemn, the bronze bell shook like a torrential rain hammering the ground, and the originally crisp bell became chaotic at this time, like the noisy sound of fighting in the battlefield.

The young Taoist picked up a Yaksha exorcism talisman from his sleeve, shook his hand, and the Yaksha exorcism talisman ignited upside down, and a golden smoke screen floated out of the ground, and the Taoist said something in his mouth, "Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi." Listen to my edict and divide the heavens and the earth!"

Suddenly, a golden formation floated to the ground, and the golden formation was purely condensed with golden tobacco, and the tobacco flowed, shining brightly, as if hiding thousands of golden stars.

The flowing formation outlined the cumbersome runes, like a golden spider web kneaded together, and the intricate rune lines were piled together, and no source could be found at all.

The brilliance of this formation was as dazzling as gilding, and as soon as the formation came out, it instantly overshadowed the dark color on that throne.

The young Taoist's hand holding the bronze bell pressed down, and after the bronze bell landed, it suddenly swelled to the height of one person, directly pressing on the flowing formation!

After doing this, the young Taoist's face did not relax at all, but became more and more dignified. He knew that the power of these spirits was more than that, because until now they had acted on instinct, which was why the simplest spell of burning talismans could deter them.

If someone deliberately manipulates these spirits, the first Yaksha exorcism charm will be broken before it can be opened.

Since this group of geists was able to arrive at the moment when the throne appeared, it was obviously tacitly acquiesced.

The Taoist didn't know if the big man who could control a ghost would appear in person.

But don't worry too much, when he sacrifices this formation, the disciples and disciples who come later should be able to notice the abnormality. The brilliance of this formation is too dazzling, and those disciples should be able to see the brilliance of the formation even if they are a hundred miles away, in the eyes of those disciples, when this formation is opened, it is like a star rising in the dark night, and within a hundred miles, it is like a group of stars looking up at the sky.

He just had to hold out until the arrival of those disciples.

It really can't be done, he can still rely on the ancient bell to hide, this ancient bell is stronger than the formation under his feet, and he can only hide in the ancient bell when it is really critical.

When the golden exorcism formation opened, the group of squirming shadows moved like frightened crows, and they retreated.

At the same time, a faint cry sounded, and the cry was extremely weak in the whistling autumn wind, like a ghostly whisper.

With the support of this exorcism formation, the young Taoist was a little relieved, and turned his head to look at the throne, it is rumored that this throne can only be sat on by the emperor in the dead country, the old emperor fell, and the new emperor followed.

The young Taoist wants to deduce who is sitting on this throne that has been buried in the town for hundreds of years.

The young Taoist closed his eyes, the tips of his fingers beat like a torrent, and the ethereal light flickered and dimmed, accompanied by the young Taoist's beating fingertips, which kept changing, like the stars in the long river of time!

In the minds of Taoists, there is a piece of gilded color, and the whole space is like a gilded creation, and being in this gilded space is like accepting the judgment of the royal power.

The young Taoist's body trembled, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down like rain.

Suddenly, the Daoist's body stiffened, and in a golden light, there was a small throne, and the Taoist knew that this was the body of the throne!

Then I saw an even more strange scene, on the throne, it turned out to be a sleeping baby covered in golden light!

The carved lines of the throne are filled with a golden slurry that circulates along the seat, reminiscent of a newborn being wrapped in an embryo.

The Taoist gritted his teeth, his hands almost trembled, but the speed of his fingertips beating became more and more violent, and he controlled the flow of time within the throne!

This scene should have been 700 years ago, because the baby died 700 years ago, and the executioner who killed the baby is now in Red Candle!

As long as the Taoist passes through these seven hundred years, he can catch a trace of what has been hidden.

The speed of the Daoist's hands was so fast that he had already pulled those twinkling stars into a piece of starlight, which was only bright and not extinguished.

In that gilded space, there was silence, the golden slurry flowed unhurriedly, and the baby's subtle breathing was still carried out in an orderly manner.

It was as if time hadn't passed quickly in this space, and if it weren't for the violently flickering golden light, the Daoist would have almost thought that his spell had failed.

The golden light moved, as if it had been torn apart by a big hand, the Taoist knew that it was the effect of the violent flow of time, and the rapid flow of time made the golden light leave an afterimage, the golden light at this moment has not dissipated, and the golden light at the next moment has already surfaced, so that the layers are layered down, only to cause the visual illusion that the golden light is torn apart.

Time is indeed moving fast, turning back seven hundred years ago, almost a hundred years in a few breaths.

The young Taoist who stood like a sculpture in the golden array muttered at the corner of his mouth, "Six hundred years, five hundred years,... , three hundred years, two hundred years..."

The more I read to the end, the more ugly the Taoist's face became, as if he had seen a ghost. But even if it's a hell, a Taoist wouldn't show such a color.

The passage of time in the throne slows down, and the closer you get to the tipping point of reality, the slower the erosion of time becomes, and eventually the passage of time will coincide with reality.

The Taoist was incredulous and anxious, he wanted to manipulate the time to quickly match the reality, but this was no longer something that could be decided by man.

He can only wait for the slow washing away of the long river of time, and slowly approach the critical point of reality.

"A hundred years. ”

The throne that spanned five hundred years of pure time was still like this, and the golden slurry flowed slowly in the grooves of the seal, and the sound of the baby's breathing was still orderly.

It shouldn't be this way!

Time flowed more slowly, like a calm river flowing eastward, without any ripples and undulations.

But in the end, it broke through that threshold and came to the tipping point of fifty years.

The more he got to the end, the more the Taoist was like ashes, and he suspected that the time in this throne had been sealed by someone, leaving only this fragment!

The only way to confirm this idea is to wait for time to completely match reality, and if the baby is still there, it means that that time was indeed dusted or erased!

Time has come to the node of twenty years, and the throne is still the same.

At this moment, those wandering black shadows suddenly rioted, and Zhan Ran's golden light formation could no longer stop the impact of the wandering soul, and the wandering soul rushed down and directly broke through the golden formation!

Many wandering spirits rushed towards the giant bell that was more than one person high, and the majestic bell suddenly rang out.

When the young Taoist manipulated time to break through the critical point of twenty years, the bell burst into a soul-shattering sound, which violently woke up the young Taoist.

Apparently these geists were manipulated, and they rushed to the formation, the giant bell, and the throne without fear of death.

These geyers seem to be trying to hide something!

When the Taoist woke up, he saw the spirit that had already impacted, and immediately slapped his body, and one after another talismans fluttered out, turning into a dazzling flame.

The Taoist issued a low edict: "The sky thunders and the earth is on fire, and the Fu array is full of evil!"

"Heaven Thunder and Earth Fire Suppress Evil Talisman Array, out!"

The flames exploded with a thunderclap, burning the oncoming geisms into nothingness!

Only then did the young Taoist raise his head and look ahead.

The old shopkeeper also looked at the young Taoist, his face was still cold, and his voice was hoarse and asked, "Why do you peep at the royal power without permission?!"