Prajna... Prajna Gate...

These words were like a thunderclap in the ears of Jiang Qiao and Mao Daxin, and both of them were stunned, no matter how much they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't imagine that this Panruo, who talked about the change of fame in the mouth of the royal Taoist, was such a master.

"General... Prajna, didn't the Taoist chief say that Prajna is a puppeteer? Is it the devil? How could it be... How could it be... Mao Daxin was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and he didn't even know that his hand had touched the hot iron plate on the table, until a blister appeared on his finger, and he suddenly retracted his hand, and he didn't care about the pain from his fingers, urging Jiang Li to go on.

Jiang Li had already guessed their reaction, sighed heavily, and continued: "This matter can be regarded as a great shame in the world of spells and illusions, so the masters who have experienced that incident have never mentioned this matter, I think, this is why Wang Dao Chang is reluctant to say it." ”

"What's the matter?" Jiang Qiao and Mao Daxin asked in unison.

Jiang Li's eyes drifted far away, and he said slowly: "It was a massacre, my master didn't tell me in detail about the situation at the time, but just said that in the end, he killed the red eye, no matter who the other party is, he will kill people when he sees them, and the corpses are piled up... ”

"Kill anyone you see, then you don't know the reason, the two of them still think that we are perverts."

Just as Mao Daxin and Jiang Qiao were stunned when they heard it, suddenly a familiar voice forcibly inserted, and the three of them turned their heads to see that the Wang Daochang, who ran away in the blink of an eye, was sitting on the card seat behind them.

Wang Daochang glared at Jiang Li angrily, and the goatee on his chin trembled: "You say so, they still think that we are all murderers, if your master is here, don't break your head." ”

"If I can't tell me, then I will ask the Taoist chief to explain it in detail." Jiang Li said lightly, but Jiang Qiao obviously saw a snickering smile flashing at the corner of Jiang Li's mouth. Looking at the indignant Wang Daochang, Jiang Qiao suddenly reacted, Jiang Li did it on purpose?!

"Alas, I didn't expect such a tragic thing to happen back then, no wonder the government wants to crack down on feudal superstition... Jiang pretended to add fuel to the fire, and Wang Daochang really couldn't bear it, and slapped the table to tell the story of the past.

"Back then, I was still a teenager who followed my father, my father was known as Yunlai Taoist, a lay disciple under the Maoshan Gate, because he was unwilling to abide by the rules, so he was driven down the mountain after completing his studies, and became a wild Taoist priest who saw the head and the end of the dragon. But my father is very intelligent, and he has created a set of charms from the charms he learned from Maoshan and his years of study in ghost control, which is simply killing people and killing ghosts. . . ”

Wang Daochang shook his head for a long time, only immersed in the family past, but he couldn't get to the point, so anxious that Mao Daxin couldn't help but interrupt his remembrance, and Wang Daochang continued...

Of course, with the exception of the wandering Taoists like Daoist Wang Dao Chang and his father, most of the skilled people who can spell have joined an organization called Prajnamon. This organization is managed by a group of highly respected seniors, including Jiang Li's master, Team Liu's father, and the leader is a master named Prajna.

If it weren't his real name, no one would know where he came from, no one would even know his age, but he would have been in his forties based on his appearance. But in those days, people with high cultivation were always more mysterious, and everyone didn't think there was anything.

What made Pranya famous was a huge plague from Rong Village, due to war and natural disasters, the plague spread very quickly, and before everyone could react, the plague had spread throughout the village, it was a large village, and due to the lack of effective treatment, the number of deaths was nearly a thousand.

The uninfected villagers fled, but the local government, in order to prevent the further spread of the plague, ordered the village to be closed. The local government's reckless disregard for human life caused the whole village to be furious, and everyone rushed out of the city like crazy, and the instinct to survive and the despair of their loved ones dying in front of them made everyone red-eyed. Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the government ordered the army to shoot and massacre.

When the central government learned of the incident, a top medical team had arrived, and there was not a single sound of people, and the streets were full of half-collapsed houses, the walls of which were covered with bullet holes and stains of blood, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of burnt and corpses, which made people smell tears.

This shocking scene made everyone in the medical team change color, and that's not all, the most shocking thing for them was that they searched the entire village, but they couldn't find a single person, or a corpse?!

At first, the medical team thought that the government had transferred the villagers and burned all the bodies, so they searched every corner of the village and went home. But when they reported the incident to the government, they learned that since the closure of the village, not to mention people, not even a dog has come out of the village.

In other words, everyone had vanished into thin air, but the stench in the air reminded them of what had happened in the village.

The government was apprehensive at first, but then even somewhat glad that no one would continue to spread the plague without a corpse, and the plague disappeared without a trace. But to the government's surprise, what happened next was far more intractable than the plague.

On the night of the lifting of the lockdown, a fire broke out in the village for no reason, and the flames were so bright that the inky night was blood-red, and no one could explain the cause of the fire.

At first, the government was unimpressed by the inexplicable fire, but the fire burned for a day and a night and did not weaken in the slightest, and seeing that the fire was about to spread to other villages, the government hurriedly sent people to put out the fire. But it was too late, and there was no way to extinguish the raging flames by manpower alone, and seeing that the fire was out of control, the government actually thought of Pranyamen.

Back then, Pranya Gate was not called Praruomen, just a small organization created by a few masters, and in those years, feudal superstition was no longer allowed, and the Taoist real people pretended to be ordinary people incognito, and this small organization also relied on the government's big man to secretly exist in the world, in order to see the feng shui of the house for the government's lord, and they could shelter those persecuted compatriots.

This time, the ruler hoped that they would use a magic trick to fight the fire.

You must know that calling for wind and rain, it is not an ordinary spell, this is called Tongtian art in the industry, and only people with extremely high cultivation can use such a magic technique. Ordinary Taoist priests are real people or something, and they usually fool and fool people, so how can they have such skills.

The lord of the government was furious, but he didn't expect that he usually looked unfathomable, and at the critical moment, he was a group of waste materials. In a fit of rage, he actually wanted to execute all the Taoist real people in the city.

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